I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"Looks like Linguang's victory in this race. If you can't even catch up with Suzuka's sprint, you won't have a chance. I thought 1600 meters was enough, but now it seems that the distance needs to be shortened a little bit. It is possible to defeat Linguang."

In the spectator seats next to him, the man with a lollipop in his mouth let out a long and helpless sigh. He was still very excited, but when he saw Linguang's speed surpassing Suzuka's, he realized the reality.

"Is 1600 meters not enough? Wouldn't it be better if Suzuka grew a little more?"

"Or should we find some shorter distance races, such as 1400 meters? If it is too short, Suzuka will be very uncomfortable..."

"I don't think Linguang will run the mile again."

A female voice suddenly came in, but the man was not surprised at all.

"It's you, Ah Hua. Well, I don't think there will be any, at least until the Triple Crown is achieved."

"I'm afraid Beiyuan Rang will receive a lot of criticism when I go back this time. After all, he made the decision to participate that almost caused Linguang to lose the three undefeated honors. The public opinion will definitely not let him go."

"Hahaha, just let that kid annoy you, anyway, if you can't kill him, you should pay the price for his luck.",

Okino said viciously with a sour tone.

During the exchange between the two, the race came to an end, and before the finish line, the golden brilliance shone as usual.

"Looking! No. 1 of Yao Knight has crossed the line! Sure enough, No. 1 is still Yao Knight, there is no other option! Although there is only a gap of 9 horse lengths, it is still a thrilling and exciting competition!"

Chapter 290

"Ah, lost."

Wusheng Suzuka is very aware of this point, he has never been able to win against Linguang in what he is best at, and he can't even find an excuse for self-comfort.

"But I'm very happy that my feet have fully responded to my desire in this game. This kind of experience that transcends others and concentrates on the front is really great."

Looking up at the sky, the sky at this time is bright and sunny, with mountain-like clouds layered on top of each other, which makes people feel open-minded when looking at it.A gust of wind hit Suzuka's hair and lifted her spirits.

"Sure enough, next time, please continue to ask Linguang classmate, I still want to run with her."

"But sure enough, I still occasionally think about one thing..."

Silent Suzuka looked at Linguang who was going around the arena as usual, his every move was still as decisive and awe-inspiring as before the game, and the audience's voices were heard endlessly wherever he passed.

"Is there really anyone who can make Linguang compete with everything?"

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"So that's why Master would say that he might win? If it's really limited to 1600 meters, with the way Senior Linguang is showing now, he can't win against you."

Staring intently at Linguang's post-match interview, Special Zhou said to Platinum who was slumped on the mat behind him.

"I've said it all, idiot disciple, why do you have any doubts? You might as well give me some French fries if you have time to watch the game."

Turning over lazily, she didn't care about the wrinkled pajamas on her body. Now Platinum is completely familiar with this weak body, and even perfectly cooperates with her tired mind.

No, it is obvious that with the progress of the fusion, the wheelchair can be retired, but Platinum likes this movable chair instead, and rides it around all day long.

"There are no more French fries. Mom took them and ate them."

"Oh?!! Why! My goal in life, what value is life to me now!"

Hearing that the french fries she had been longing for had disappeared in her adoptive mother's stomach, Cinderella screamed like a hamster and rolled over on the tatami.

"Don't depend on your life for french fries."

You Qi looked at the unknown creature in front of him expressionlessly, and his heart was calm.

"You should still have a higher goal, such as becoming the number one racehorse girl in Japan in the future."

"No."

Platinum refused with a bored face.

"Will you go to this kind of thing, Xiao Zhou? I don't want to pursue that. In this world, French fries are the only eternal desire."

"I've said it all, don't say weird things, take a step back, aren't we all horse girls? Carrot sticks should be the eternal pursuit."

"No, you don't understand, only French fries can match my words."

"Oh, so Master, are you sick again? This is how many times you have said strange things. I remember you said before that the character in a wheelchair is the strongest. How can you be strong? Obviously, in those days of life You want my help."

Special Zhou snapped his fingers and recalled a certain wonderful moment of Platinum.

"There are other things like 'the power of God is sealed in my eyes', 'the white hair is number one in the world', 'tonight, platinum will join the arena' and so on."

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, do you still remember that when I asked you to help me take a bath, your reaction was really cute."

Platinum smiled and looked at the apprentice who was now a little taller than him.

"Although it's just wrapped in a bath towel."

"cunning."

"Obviously it's Xiao Zhou, you're too dumb, but stay a little longer, it's cute."

Stretching, Platinum got up from the ground, and seeing her other self running on the field, she also felt itchy for a long time.

"Suddenly I want to move my body, Xiao Zhou, come and run with me."

"Then you said it's better not to use the domain to torture me."

"That's called sharpening. You don't need domains, but I will use red skills. You choose."

"Well, it's still a domain, at least it will only have a single sense of oppression."

Compared with experiencing the colorful red-type brake skills, Special Zhou believes that it is better to deal with a single sense of oppression.

But Platinum's proposal was just for fun, and asking Special Zhou for his opinion was just a superficial effort, or in other words, making Special Zhou jump at this time was what she wanted to see.

"Understood, let's use red skills today."

"Master!"

"Hehehe..."

Watching Special Zhou's icy face being broken, Platinum laughed happily.

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After the game, in the backstage lounge of the racetrack, Linguang wandered around the room, restless.

This is very abnormal, and it is far from her usual calm image of advancing and retreating, and she has a well-thought-out plan, and she has never seen it even at Komori's party.

However, Linguang's flustered appearance unexpectedly matches her age. Although she looks like a girl on weekdays, her classmates already regard her as someone from the teacher's generation because of her steady aura.

So what made Linguang so flustered?

"What should I do? I've never met it before. I didn't run a big distance for the first time. Doesn't this mean that I need to perform singing and dancing with other contestants? I haven't tried it!"

As soon as he thought of wearing a small skirt with those classmates, standing on the stage and jumping up and down, singing those cute but shameful lyrics, Linguang felt that he had encountered the biggest crisis in his life, and he felt a sense of hopelessness in his life. Persist in the feeling of being broken.

"No, it still can't be done! It's not about dancing, it's about my feeling that I'm going to die socially."

Linguang, who was shivering all over, shook his head desperately, denying the scene of his horse jumping.

"I have to find a way... What should I do? It's the most convenient way to run away, what should I do? But what about the expectations of the fans?"

Linguang couldn't bear it and fell into a dilemma.

With the passage of time, the time limit of the winner's stage is approaching, and the increasingly urgent sense of panic has brought Linguang to the edge of patience.

"Hey~~ So you seem to be too conformist and self-disciplined, child, or is it that your wayward part has been separated?"

A familiar voice came from my ear, full of worry and love, just like treating a child who fell down.

"While not being proud of who you are is a great quality, not using that power at all is simply stubbornness."

Faint, mist-like light and shadow converged around Linguang, and finally turned into the appearance of a familiar woman who should not appear.

"If you really don't want to go on stage, my sister will give you an excuse. It's still fair and aboveboard."

After all, she stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers.

Chapter 290 Seven

"Sister Bayer?"

Although there are countless flaws in this appearance that she wants to vomit, but another matter has taken her attention even more at this time.

"Wait, I don't feel right, what did you do?!"

Hearing Linguang's inquiry, oh no, questioning, Bayer Turkey became more confident. She patted Linguang's shoulder with a relaxed and cheerful tone.

"Of course it is to meet my sister's expectations, so that she can get through this crisis without hurting fans."

"Of course, it's not easy to find a justification. If you excuse it by being sick or injured, your poor trainer will probably be cursed by the villain, so I found an excuse to escape that they must understand."

As soon as the words fell, there was no need to continue to explain, the sound outside told Linguang everything.

"boom!"

It was like a loud noise that was squeezed out, pouring directly from the top of the head to the ground, dull and long, and the ground seemed to be shaking.At this time, the knowledge learned in junior high school will flash in my mind like the dead Su Sheng: sound is produced by vibration.

The thunder was followed by a howling wind that rattled the windows.

"..."

Needless to say, Linguang is not an idiot, now that the situation outside is so obvious, she still doesn't know what Bayer has done.

"Heavy rain? Sister Bayer, is this what you think of?"

"How is it? It's old-fashioned but useful. I also specially brought in huge thick clouds. Now it's no different from the night outside. Even if you look forward to your winner's stage, they should go back under this kind of weather. After all The family might not have confiscated the quilt yet."

"But I feel very sorry for letting them soak in this torrential rain because of my personal willfulness."

Opening the window, Linguang saw the dark clouds above his head, so low that he could touch them with his hand.

Her ears trembled, and the exclamation and chaotic footsteps of the audience not far away made Linguang feel even more guilty.

"Oh, don't think about it so much. I deliberately controlled the time of the heavy rain. Don't look like it's about to rain, but in fact it won't fall until two hours later. Such a long time is enough for them to go back. Bar?"

Forcibly pulling Linguang back, Bayer knew that the silly sister in front of him might really do something like disperse the rain clouds and go on stage to sing and dance against her will.

"Little Linguang, although I don't know when the winner's stage appeared, but it certainly didn't exist to embarrass anyone. If you are unhappy, then don't go. This is the decree of the gods. Oh."

Holding Linguang with his left hand, Bayer said so.

"Oh, I see."

After that, there is nothing worth mentioning. The weather can tell that there is going to be a heavy rainstorm. The winner's stage will definitely not be able to continue, even indoors. After all, who knows how long it will last?

If they don't evacuate now, if something happens after the rainstorm, they will be in trouble.

So Linguang escaped the winner's stage without any risk. This experience made her determined not to participate in a competition with too short a schedule in the future.

She doesn't really care about winning or losing, but it won't work for her to dance like an idol on stage, let her be spared.

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The temporary crisis was resolved, but there was another matter that could not be ignored in front of Linguang, which she could not ignore at all.

The intensity of this gaze caused Bayer in front of him to tremble violently.

"Little Linguang, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sister Bayer, why can you say such things in such an open and aboveboard manner? The reason why I stared at you like this is obvious enough?"

Linguang took a step forward, and with his right hand picked up the blond hair of the Goddess that was hanging down by the ear.

"I remember that in that world, sister Bayer, your hair should be black, and this face, why did you change it like this?"

"Don't you have another whim and want me to call you aunt?"

Yes, Linguang only has a general impression of many things in her previous life, but she still can't even recognize the characters in this game. After all, the only pastimes that accompanied her in those painful days were those mobile games.

"If Xiao Linguang wants to, you can also call me aunt, isn't it interesting?"

"Please don't make trouble, are you really just changing into this face to amuse me? Then I might not talk to you today. "

It was the first time that he looked indifferently at the face in front of him that looked similar to him, theoretically it should be Zofia's face, now Linguang didn't know what was stirring in his heart.

"Sorry, please forgive me!"

Baier didn't apologize in the slightest.