I'm a pegasus, not a racehorse girl

"I've seen you hurt yourself twice in pursuit of the limit. Is it because you take running too seriously?"

"..."

The comatose March didn't respond to anything, only the slightly fluctuating chest could prove that it wasn't a corpse.

"Obviously with your aptitude, you can't expand the domain, but in the final sprint, I clearly felt the fluctuation of the domain on your body, and I felt something was wrong at that time."

Gently covering the eyes of Marching Song in his arms, a slight golden light leaked out from the palm of his hand.

"Sure enough, that's not the 'field', but the performance of you burning yourself out."

Feeling that the lamp in her body was exhausted and the joints were worn out, Lin Guang felt angry that March didn't cherish herself so much.

"[Field] and [Burning]..."

Linguang let out a long sigh.

For the horse girl, these are two completely different concepts. Although the effect may not be much different, the essence is very different.

The owners of the domain are all horse race girls who can lead the times. After seeing their true selves, their spirits are extremely expanded, forming a considerable influence, which is almost like a foreign world.

This process consumes a lot of energy and physical strength, but as long as it is not used disorderly for a long time, there will be no damage, at most it will be sluggish for a period of time.

But other racehorse girls can't do it. Their talents are not enough to form a domain, and logically speaking, they can't be used anyway.

There is only one situation that allows them to achieve the same effect as the field in this one-time arena, and that is [burn out].

Completely ignore your body's feedback and squeeze your body in a way that ignores its limits.

Ignite one's own thinking, use the spirit as fuel, and rely on this momentary brilliance to reach the level of the domain.

But this is "outsiders".

An unrepeatable miracle, the consequences of doing so will only cause the body to collapse and the spirit to dry up, making it difficult to return to the game in the future.

In severe cases, it will be difficult to live a normal life.

"So you are really too strict and serious, or do you have some goals that you must achieve, Mr. March?"

Linguang withdrew his healing hand and sighed silently.

At this moment, the commentator's voice sounded again.

"How amazing, this game must be recorded in Kasamatsu's history! This result has never been seen before!"

"It's not just the Yao knight who surpasses common sense, even the two horse girls who participated in the competition, Fujimasa March and Nanfang Heroine, also broke the historical record of the Kasamatsu Kinen, within one day!"

"Kasamatsu Kinen's record has been broken three times today! What a bizarre deed!"

"Oh, did you hear that?"

Linguang gently smoothed March's brow, looked up and looked around the auditorium.

As far as the eye can see, there are all cheering figures, and their voices of exclamation and support almost overwhelm the entire Kasamatsu Racecourse.

"It seems that your running has been praised, but it's true, who wouldn't be moved by seeing such a figure who is trying his best?"

"This is the scene I want to see. Although there is only one winner in the race, every horse girl who is doing her best should be cheered."

"It's just that the time we spent together is over, Mr. Shibazaki has rushed over, he is very worried about you."

"For the sake of your trainer, you have to restrain yourself a bit in the future. I won't be by your side all the time."

Supporting March's shoulders with both hands, Linguang helped her up vigorously, waiting for Shibazaki Koichi to approach.

"Ha, ha, Linguang! March how is she?"

The panting trainer came to Linguang, and the long-distance running exhausted his physical strength.

"It's okay, Mr. Shibazaki, she seems to have fallen asleep from the march, please let her have a good rest."

Transitioning the marching song in his arms to Shibasaki's back, Linguang instructed him.

"Let's pay attention to March's body in the future, she will always have problems running like this."

"I know, I will strictly restrict her in the future, thank you Linguang for your help."

Nodding, Shibazaki Koichi said that he had remembered it.

"Linguang, I'll take her to rest first, don't forget that there is still the winner's stage, so I don't need to bother you."

"Farewell, Mr. Shibazaki, March and say hello to me when you wake up."

After waving his hand, Linguang watched the two of them pile up and leave. Trainer Shibazaki looked back at March from time to time, with proud and gentle eyes.

Seeing this scene, Linguang was relieved.

"It seems that I don't need to worry about the future of March. With such a trainer who is like a relative, she must be fine."

Chapter 190

"Sister Linguang, you are back."

Walking to the backstage alone, Linguang met his logistics pony girl at the door of the lounge.

"Well, I'm back."

"So the next step is the winner's stage. After that, Sister Linguang, you will officially announce that you are going to the center."

Walking into the lounge, Yong Guang Deng helped Lin Guang tidy up his messy hair after running, while Lin Guang himself unloaded the sundries from his sportswear.

"Yes, I hope that everyone will not be too sad by then, but when you think about it carefully, there are indeed a small number of people who are sad, because many of my audience come from all over the world."

"Going to the central government... What a distant dream. In many places, horse race girls have never been able to touch that boundary in their entire lives."

"Why, are you confused about the future? My little logistics?"

Looking back, Linguang joked about the logistics who had been with him for a year.

They don't say that they are connected with each other in all kinds of getting along this year, but at least they can read each other's mind by looking at an expression.

"I didn't, but aren't you worried that I won't be able to follow you there? After all, you are the only one invited by the Central Committee, and I, a little logistics lady, don't like me."

"Humph."

Hearing this angry words, Linguang smiled inexplicably.

"Aren't you already preparing for the exam of the Central Logistics Madam?"

Hearing these words, Ever Bright's expression instantly became funny with astonishment.

"Why, why? Sister Linguang, how do you know I'm preparing this? Are you peeking at me?"

"You don't think I'm the kind of careless person, do you? I can see all your changes."

Resting one hand on the table to prop up his chin, Linguang smiled and stared at the child whom he regarded as his younger sister.

"Ah, too much! Doesn't this make me look like a fool?"

Yong Guang Deng thinks of himself reading books secretly like a thief these days, and then Lin Guang quietly reveals his head behind his back, watching his stupid behavior silently...

She just felt her face burn.

In order to cover up, she resolutely stuffed Linguang into the bathroom, and then closed the door with a "bang".

"Go take a shower and change clothes! Are you going to perform on the winner's stage with sweat all over your body? The audience really minds!"

"Hehe, I get it, don't push it."

With a half-push, Linguang walked into the bathroom, and after the door was closed, there was only Yong Guangdeng in this lounge for the time being.

She threw herself on the sofa in frustration and let out an unhappy wail.

"Mo~~~~~~Like a fool!"

Accompanied by the sound of "dripping" water, everything here gradually returned to calm.

…………

"Oh, here we come, it's the part of the winner's stage that I'm most looking forward to.

To be honest, Linguang's music skills are not low, and he feels that even if he is not a horse racing girl, he can still make a name for himself with this skill. "

In front of the completed stage, a dense crowd was moving, and they were all waiting for the only horse girl who could be on the stage.

One of the more formally dressed middle-aged people sighed like this, and his words attracted a lot of approval.

"This old man is really good. With this music alone, even if Linguang is the only one running the race, I will come to support him."

The two old men chatted very well with each other, and couldn't help but clasped their hands, with excited expressions, quite a feeling of meeting a bosom friend in a high mountain and flowing water.

"Comrade! Do you also like to enjoy pure music? May I ask what kind of headphones you usually use? Do you have any recommendations for vocals?"

"Hey, who uses headphones, my ears are too sensitive to use them. So I built a concert hall directly at home, using speakers."

"Wow, brother understands!"

The conversation between the two didn't stop until Linguang stepped onto the stage.

"Come here, Linguang!"

"Lighting!"

There were enthusiastic cheers from the audience, the sound was so loud that even the small stones on the edge trembled.

Lin Guang on the stage watched these enthusiastic fans, and finally a little pride emerged in his heart.

'My hard work paid off. In the past year, I have really changed the situation of local horse race girls.

Relying on the help of the president and everyone, the previous vicious circle was completely cut off. '

"March, Noren, southern female roles... In this short year, my big and small competitions with them will become a force for growth.

With them staying active, even if I leave, it won't let the place become a pool of stagnant water again. '

Skillfully taking out the violin, and setting up a posture, Linguang closed those breathtaking eyes.

'The local environment has indeed changed for me. The ideal I talked to Xiaoli on the top of the mountain was also realized in this year, so it is time to start a new journey. '

'It's time to go to the center. '

"Om~~~~"

The bow is pulled, the vibration of the strings produces beautiful notes, and the melodious but emotional sound spreads throughout the venue with the help of the speakers.

The people in the audience were quiet, they were captured by the music, and their emotions resonated with Linguang.

Music is powerful, obviously it's just a difference in vibration, obviously it will only feel noisy when taken out alone, but once combined, it can mobilize emotions.

Linguang now integrates his reluctance and nostalgia for leaving the place, and his anticipation for the future into this song.

The audience present seemed to understand something at this moment, and everything was silent.

At the end of the song, Linguang didn't thank you as usual and then stepped off the stage neatly. This time she stood up straight and remained silent, but looked at all the audience with gentle and firm eyes.

The venue fell silent, and everyone felt something vaguely in their hearts, but they still stayed where they were, waiting for the final farewell.

"Everyone, I'm here to tell you one thing."

Linguang's calm voice spread with the help of the microphone, causing a small fluctuation in the venue, but soon the calm returned, and everyone looked at Linguang quietly.

"During the one year and three months in the local area, I have experienced a lot. The training in the academy, the competition in the competition, and the acquaintance of the opponents have become my unique treasures. My growth and my beliefs are indispensable. support."

"The original local competitions were really dull, with few spectators, and the enthusiasm of the contestants was not high. Under the vicious circle, the future was almost impossible to see.

But the appearance of Xiaoli hat has brought about new changes, and I also chased that small change and contributed my strength step by step. "

"Are the local competitions going to get the crowds cheering these days? How exactly am I helping that? That's all for the future.

Anyway, Margaret Linguang's trip to the place is coming to an end. "

Looking at the words "Don't retire!" and "We still want to see you run!" bursting out below, Lin Guang smiled and shook his head.

"Of course not retirement, I still have a long career, but the battlefield has changed.

Yes, from now on, you will be able to see my figure in the center, please keep looking forward to it. "

"Thank you all the time."

ps Happy May Day, everyone, the author also gives himself a day off, so I will update it today