I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"Everyone is out! Perfect, no contestant missed the gate today!"

"Of course, our Yao Knight ran ahead again!"

Chapter 190 Goodbye, farewell match (2)

"It was Linguang who took the lead! No, the term lead is still conservative, it's a great escape! We had expected such a miraculous pace, and Linguang once again showed what is supernatural speed!"

"Never give up and follow behind, go first as the running rhythm she has mastered, and the current situation seems to be under her control!"

"The southern heroine is now in the third position. She hasn't accelerated, and she seems to have stabilized. It's strange. She used to use the lead runner method, is she planning to change to the first runner today?"

"Second Popularity! Fujima Marching Song is now in the middle of the horse herd. She is maintaining her strength and hasn't moved at all. It seems she wants to wait for the right time."

The commentator looked around the entire arena, and the letters one after another were spat out by the sharp mouth like machine gun bullets. Combined with the situation on the field, it greatly aroused the enthusiasm of the audience.

'Look around, March.Everything you do is not to win them, but to get closer to Linguang, even just a little bit. '

The vines in the crowd were marching and bit their lips tightly in silence.

For her, this is far from the last game, but this game is even more important than her retirement battle.

"This is the last official match between me and her! Let Linguang see my growth, my mood, and my will!"

Thoughts in his heart were turbulent, but his mind became more and more calm. Fujisawa carefully adjusted his position, getting ready for the immediate sprint.

Yes, the marching song has no meaning of sprinting at the end as the commentary said.

"No one understands my own ability better than me. With sprint alone, I may be able to win all opponents except Linguang, but what's the point of that?"What I want to do is to take a step closer to Linguang. '

With this in mind, March gradually adjusted his speed and position to ensure a comfortable sprint zone immediately.

'Everyone is working hard. '

Feeling the fierce fighting spirit behind him, Linguang smiled gratifiedly, recalling the first few games he had just started, and really felt the changes in everyone.

'In the first period, before June to be precise, there were not many horse girls who were willing to run on the same stage as me.

Except for the marching song, the rest are almost all for the prize money. After all, there are few contestants, so the probability of winning by yourself is relatively high. '

'But relying on the love of the audience and the spare no effort in the promotion of the magazine organized by the president, the situation gradually improved. Sure enough, the reason why they were more decadent before was that they felt that their hard work was meaningless. '

Linguang thought so.

But in fact, her judgment is not comprehensive, because she completely ignores her own guidance and the role model effect of setting an example.

People have a steelyard in their hearts. They may not see themselves clearly, but they will never let go of the shortcomings of others.

But after all, Ma Niang is an elf rubbed out by the hands of the three goddesses, and their character is basically at the top of human beings.

Therefore, compared with the behavior of ordinary people who only see the shortcomings of others and ignore the advantages, they are more likely to perceive the advantages.

The sudden birth of Linguang naturally aroused their curiosity, and many racehorse girls investigated Linguang's daily life and training overtly and covertly.

Of course, investigation is out of the question. After all, Linguang is a student of Kasamatsu Treisen. Basically, as long as he goes around the academy, he will be able to see Linguang.

It's just that after news of Linguang's daily life spread, they didn't believe it, and even suspected that Linguang was just putting on a show. After all, this kind of life was too painful and tortured.

Most of them paid attention to Linguang with the mood of watching a joke.

But day after day, month after month, Linguang did not waver at all, and at this moment those observers were silent.

Only then did they understand one thing: that golden horse girl was serious.

She really endured this boring life that was no different from being in prison.

Admiration, amazement, and even a little admiration, they felt that those legendary horse race girls were nothing more than that.

The role of a role model is huge. In a corner that Linguang doesn't know, she has become the idol of those people and the standard.

Similar to "She is such a genius who is working hard, don't you want to work hard and follow behind to see the scenery in the distance?"

Thanks to the fact that the character and spirit of the horse girls are naturally inclined to the positive side of the sun, otherwise it would be bad if they were replaced by humans.

In short, after a few months, the horse girls who were looking forward to Linguang gradually began to participate in the competition with her.

"The first corner, all the staff entered the first corner! Linguang once again demonstrated his zigzag cornering skills. This kind of cornering is really amazing no matter how many times you watch it!"

"Indeed, unlike other racehorse girls who are very good at cornering, their cornering is full of pleasing arcs, and their bodies lean as if they lose gravity."

"But Linguang is completely different. Her cornering is rough and unreasonable. The common sense of physics is like a wall, which is directly smashed by her charge."

"This kind of cornering is made entirely by the strength of my own feet. Looking at the footprints on the curve, we can feel the impact and a rough and direct beauty from the horrible marks."

"Linguang has already crossed the curve! She has come to the opposite straight track! And the horse girls behind have not completed the curve yet!"

"Wait! The Fuji is moving! She is leaning towards the outer path along the centrifugal force! What is this trying to do?"

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"!"

As soon as the commentary said these words, all the horse racing ladies beside him became excited.

Although they came to the competition with the intention of getting close to Linguang, it didn't mean they gave up struggling.

Rather, after understanding Linguang's character, they will not treat them casually, otherwise, if they are hated by Linguang, what will they say?

Besides, who doesn't want to go one step further?

"Don't think about passing it so easily!"

A horse race girl in front changed her position slightly, blocking the way of Fujimasa's march.

"..."

Fujizheng frowned. At this time, her front was blocked, and it was difficult to rush out easily. After weighing it, she gave up the idea of ​​accelerating.

"Don't panic, there are still many opportunities."

She murmured silently in her heart.

"All the staff entered the opposite straight, and Linguang still maintained her terrifying leading distance, and now the gap is already 10 horse lengths!"

"It's like a replay of all the previous races, but is there any horse girl who can close the distance this time?"

'Of course, if we can't improve after going through so much, then we are too shameful! '

The horse racing ladies present roared at the same time from the bottom of their hearts.

Chapter 190 Goodbye, farewell match (3)

"Here we come. The southern heroine who had been on the leading section suddenly accelerated! She left all the other contestants behind and rushed out by herself."

"No! Let you surpass me!"

The hair strands were blown backward by the strong airflow, except for the gray-brown dust, only the dazzling light remained in the scene in front of him.

"Linguang..."

The southern heroine clenched her lower lip with a complicated expression, and she couldn't tell exactly how she felt about Linguang.

There is worship, there is yearning, and there is also complaint.

But all these complicated emotions dissipated after she heard the news that Linguang was going to the Central Committee, and all that remained in her heart was reluctance.

She couldn't figure it out, so she went to talk to her trainer, but who knew that the strong man burst out laughing with a smile all over his face.

While touching his head, he made a decision for himself.

"Hahahaha, heroine, the answer to this question will only count if you find it yourself, go sign up."

"What? What's the name?"

The southern heroine at that time was still very puzzled and asked.

"That goes without saying! Of course it's Kasamatsu Kinen."

The trainer laughed and patted himself on the back vigorously.

Although I didn't feel the pain, I was still very upset, but I was surprised by this sentence, so I ignored the revenge for the time being.

"Oh! Why?"

But the trainer just laughed and didn't answer himself.

"Trainer, I seem to understand your thoughts..."

The scenery in front of him was only that figure, but he seemed to see a golden streamer.

That running figure is so firm and serious, I can't even look away.

"It's so beautiful... This scene, this is the future I've always wanted to touch."

But I can't do it myself, and with my talent, I can't do it anyway.

"That's why I care so much about Linguang. Unknowingly, I pinned my dreams on this almost perfect guy."

"That's why I was sad when she said to leave, because I knew that the only comfort I had was going to disappear."

My eyes seemed to be a little blurry, and unknown tears overflowed from the corners of my eyes, and then let the wind carry them sideways to flow away.

"That's it. After today, I have to face reality and face this cold and soft racing career that only belongs to me."

"Yo!"

Inspiring her fighting spirit with her roar, the southern heroine sprinted forward vigorously, completely ignoring her stamina reserves.

"Is someone behind accelerating?"

Linguang didn't look back, she just guessed the scene behind her intuitively.

"Then I can't slack off. In this farewell match, I will show my strength and the limit of running."

Linguang smiled beautifully. For her, no matter if she ran seriously or slack, she would win. It was nothing more than a matter of distance.

Although she has never been perfunctory, she did not show her full strength in every game, only released it in a few games.

"Let me offer my best farewell."

The golden light came out through the body, covering the earth with brilliant gold.These colors seem to be flowing, gradually spreading outward.

【Long Night Comes Light】

All the racehorse girls have already embarked on this golden road that is constantly spreading. The moment their footsteps step on it, the ripples are like the circles of water ripples on the surface of the pond after being blown.

"Strange, the body is suddenly so light?"

"Feet, the tactility under the feet feels great, completely different from the hard ground at the beginning."

Behind them, the horse girls who participated in the competition for the first time are all about to move at this moment, and they can all feel that there is plenty of strength in their bodies and the desire to run that is eager to vent.

What are you waiting for?

Of course, it is to conform to one's own desire and start to accelerate!

"Oh! Strange, all the horse girls seem to have made an appointment, and at this moment they started to speed up almost at the same time!"

"Obviously the 2000-meter track is only halfway through, aren't they worried about stalling behind?"

But at this time, no one can stop their sprinting behavior, because most of the horse girls are moving, even if you don't want to speed up, you will be dragged forward by everyone.

Just that doesn't mean there's no way around it.

"right here!"

The excited voice of Fujizheng's march sounded, and in her eyes at this time, the queue of people in front was full of loopholes.

Twisting his footsteps, the marching song allowed his position to continue to lean outward, and he came to the outer path. At this time, there were no obstacles in front of him.

"Fujimasa! Fujimasa began to lean towards the outer lane, what is she going to do! The horse girl in front is already in a mess because of the sprint, and is unable to detect the intention of Fujimasa!"

"Linguang, wait for me!"

The muscles on the healthy thigh tense momentarily, and then relax. During this period of tension, a large amount of force is sent to where it is needed.

There were cracks in the ground under his feet, and the instantaneous acceleration of the Fujisan March had already surpassed most of the horse race girls present.

"Really! Fujimasa rushed out from the Dawaidao! There is no obstacle in front of her, and she can sprint without any scruples!"

"One, two, three! Tengzheng March surpassed four opponents in one breath! She is now in the third place in the audience, and No.2 is still led by the southern heroine!"