Chapter 147

The upper stands at Fuchu Racecourse are not packed at the front, not caught up in frenzy, and belong only to relatively rational and calm spectators.

Translation: "In the high stands of the Fuchu racecourse, not crowded at the front, not swept up by fervor, they belong to the relatively rational and quiet spectators."

Check: keep meaning.

For example, Ludaofu Xiangzheng.

Also like Wánshàn Sījī, who could have enjoyed happiness but whose eyes are full of sigh.

The horse girl named Wánshàn Sījī merely being able to steadily reach the starting gate of the Jidong Derby counts as overcoming fate.

Thus line 3: "Also like Wánshàn Sījī, who could have enjoyed happiness but instead looks sighing."

Also like Wánshàn Sījī, who could have enjoyed happiness but whose eyes are full of sigh.

She naturally sighs.

The horse girl named Wánshàn Sījī merely being able to steadily reach the starting gate of the Jidong Derby counts as overcoming fate.

The Jidong Derby is in itself an extremely dangerous stage and battlefield, revealing those hard-to-accept premonitions in advance; so how does the horse girl called a 'supercar', Wánshàn Sījī, overcome it when the Jidong Derby itself is the problem?

If she could contend for the top three, it would be even more a breakthrough against destiny.

What she achieved was winning first place.

This can truly be called a complete victory.

The so-called 'fate' residing in the horse girl's body is often unreasonable, like a curse-like 'corrective force'.

The Jidong Derby is in itself an extremely dangerous stage and battlefield, revealing those hard-to-accept premonitions in advance; so how does the horse girl called a 'supercar', Wánshàn Sījī, overcome it when the Jidong Derby itself is the problem?

We need to keep "supercar" in quotes? It's English term inside Chinese quotes; we can keep as is. So: "The Jidong Derby is in itself an extremely dangerous stage and battlefield, revealing those hard-to-accept premonitions in advance; so how does the horse girl called a 'supercar', Wánshàn Sījī, overcome it when the Jidong Derby itself is the problem?"

The grand, sweeping story reported in the media actually boils down to effort and perseverance.

Together with the trainer, they eliminate all difficulties, dispose of the accidental possibilities encountered by generations, stay vigilant monitoring race registrations, and maintain constant training to keep condition.

It sounds like a process utterly lacking highlights; if one were to detail how each accidental possibility is ruled out, perhaps an article could be written, but those feelings are really hard to put into words.

Only the participant's deep, vivid memory will also become a cherished lifelong recollection.

"Thank you, Wánshàn, I thought you would come with that trainer." Under the raised gull-wing car door is the "Emperor"'s patrol of his territory.

"Thank you, Wánshàn, I thought you would come with that trainer." Under the raised gull-wing car door is the "Emperor"'s patrol of his territory.

Even though she is no longer on the racecourse, she still knows every inch of this grass.

After all, she is the Ludaofu Xiangzheng who never misses the event each year.

And the old friend she thanks, although they also never fail to come each edition, they also bring their trainer.

In Torasen, the trainers who are on good terms with the Emperor can be counted on one hand, and Wánshàn Sījī's trainer is not among them.

Children's interactions seek only sincerity, while adults' communication involves too many considerations. Facing the future head of the Symbol family, the Emperor of Torasen—the pinnacle of horse girls—a trainer who can remain composed is naturally few.

Moreover, among Ludaofu Xiangzheng's legends is the striking fact of achieving the Triple Crown without a trainer.

Such an achievement also became a complication in the trainers' hearts.

Rebellious horse girls, when refusing the trainer's orders, often cite the Emperor's ability as precedent.

She is always so perfect: in politics she aligns with the Ura Association's work, a monarch whose mouth blossoms lotus, skilled at forging authority with dignity and taciturnity, and she will not cling to a mistaken policy and refuse to admit error.

She is always so perfect: in politics she aligns with the Ura Association's work, a monarch whose mouth blossoms lotus, skilled at forging authority with dignity and taciturnity, and she will not cling to a mistaken policy and refuse to admit error.

Facing such an Emperor, even a capable 'minister' bears heavy pressure; truly being able to cope properly would generally require the ability of a 'chancellor'.

Once, on the student council's information filing, Rudolf mentioned many trainers refusing to register their data.

Just as Aomo said: 'It's hard to believe a trainer could have such arrogance.'

"Just as Aomo said: 'It's hard to believe a trainer could have such arrogance.'"

That is naturally not arrogance.

What they truly avoid in the student council is the Emperor's gaze.

Even so, Ludaofu Xiangzheng still has many old friends with whom they can joke and laugh.

But basically they are all horse girls as well.

Friends who met in school days have, by now, naturally become old friends.

They will actively invite her out, driving the pride they boast of, a red sports car that matches her title, just as they used to greet her: 'Want to go for a drive, Luna?'

"Want to go for a drive, Luna?"

Thus translation: "They will actively invite her out, driving the pride they boast of, a red sports car that matches her title, just as they used to greet her: 'Want to go for a drive, Luna?'"

Even their form of address is extraordinarily long-standing, carrying the warmth fermented by time's soak.

Although this pick-up line is truly ancient as well.

"She's on maternity leave now; she should be watching TV with her husband, belly big," the old friend said, half-laughing, half-crying, "I originally planned to stream it to her via terminal, but she insisted on watching the TV station."

"She's on maternity leave now; she should be watching TV with her husband, belly big," the old friend said, half-laughing, half-crying, "I originally planned to stream it to her via terminal, but she insisted on watching the TV station."

"Not hard to understand, after all the TV station's camera functions are complete," Rudolf answered.

It also offers dozens of camera positions for the signal receiver to choose from, each corresponding to different angles and image processing speeds.

Striving to let every spectator clearly see the action on the racecourse.

Otherwise, in an honor race like the Three‑History Hua Crown that emphasizes short distances, the horse girls' burst speed out of the gate could become countless light‑and‑shadow, and the naked eye of ordinary spectators would see nothing at all.

Otherwise, in an honor race like the Three‑History Hua Crown that emphasizes short distances, the horse girls' burst speed out of the gate could become countless light‑and‑shadow, and the naked eye of ordinary spectators would see nothing at all.

Thus: "Otherwise, in an honor race like the Three‑History Hua Guan that emphasizes short distances, the horse girls' burst speed out of the gate could become countless light‑and‑shadow, and the naked eye of ordinary spectators would see nothing at all."

Precisely for this reason, even the racecourse has erected huge screens and a substantial, layered giant projection overhead.

Most spectators who come to watch in person have extraordinary vision, but these thorough measures are always commendable.

But is that what the red sports car wants to hear? Obviously not.

Wánshàn Sījī just looked at that friend who answered seriously, a helpless expression on her face, and sighed.

"You're still so solemn, sigh, good thing the vent isn't here." Thinking of the cold air that double solemnity could produce, Wánshàn Sījī wanted to find other good sisters to back her up: "I need Xiao Qianming's support; I heard Bai Ren is also coming this time—where is she?"

"You're still so solemn, sigh, good thing the vent isn't here." Thinking of the cold air that double solemnity could produce, Wánshàn Sījī wanted to find other good sisters to back her up: "I need Xiao Qianming's support; I heard Bai Ren is also coming this time—where is she?"

Thus: '"You're still so solemn, sigh, good thing the vent isn't here." Thinking of the cold air that double solemnity could produce, Wánshàn Sījī wanted to find other good sisters to back her up: "I need Xiao Qianming's support; I heard Bai Ren is also coming this time—where is she?"'

She asked while looking down over the stands.

But with the Fuchu racecourse's massive number of seats filling every spot, trying to pick out two horse girls from the crowd is impossible, even if one of them was once called a 'monster' horse girl.

At most she can hope that a keen‑sighted target will notice her, look back, and she too can discern sharply, letting her perception carry the line of sight back and forth like sound waves—what, a human radar?

We need to keep the dash and question. So: "At most she can hope that a keen‑sighted target will notice her, look back, and she too can discern sharply, letting her perception carry the line of sight back and forth like sound waves—what, a human radar?"

However, a single glance yielded nothing; it seems that between the detector and the detected, one must have pulled a hamstring.

I don't know whether this old friend is still the 'optimistic' Ludaofu Xiangzheng; seeing her lift her eyes downward, he also didn't mind saying: 'Bai Ren should be together with Chen Guang, standing near the front desk.'

I don't know whether this old friend is still the 'optimistic' Ludaofu Xiangzheng; seeing her lift her eyes downward, he also didn't mind saying: 'Bai Ren should be together with Chen Guang, standing near the front desk.'

Thus: "I don't know whether this old friend is still the 'optimistic' Ludaofu Xiangzheng; seeing her lift her eyes downward, he also didn't mind saying: 'Bai Ren should be together with Chen Guang, standing near the front desk.'"

When those two sisters were mentioned, her gaze also turned to a certain number at the gate entrance.

Number 11, Cǎoshàng Fēi.

Number 11, Cǎoshàng Fēi.

"After all, she thinks highly of Cǎoshàng Fēi, gave it special training, probably also to find an opponent for the Dream Cup."

"After all, she thinks highly of Cǎoshàng Fēi, gave it special training, probably also to find an opponent for the Dream Cup."

Thus: '"After all, she thinks highly of Cǎoshàng Fēi, gave it special training, probably also to find an opponent for the Dream Cup."'

At the same time, Qianming seems to have said something to the Emperor…

We need to keep ellipsis. So: "At the same time, Qianming seems to have said something to the Emperor…"

Recalling the scene he happened to see yesterday, Rudolf didn't inquire further because he still had business, merely catching faint words like 'grassland' and 'outer side'.

Qianming indeed likes running on the outside.

"Cǎoshàng Fēi…" Wánshàn Sījī looked rather emotively at the gate of number 11.

The year she retired was also the year Cǎoshàng Fēi debuted; because both were cross‑region horse girls and showed similar outstanding performances in their debut battles, Cǎoshàng Fēi was once called 'Wánshàn Sījī reborn'.

Although inheritance is certainly good, this cannot really be called inheritance; it seems such a title would only bring unwarranted pressure and aversion,

We need to keep the trailing comma? The Chinese line ends with a comma. We'll keep as is but translation ends with a comma.

Maruzen Sukī had little interaction with Cao Shangfei; instead, the performance of her close friend Narita Bai Ren made her more concerned.

"You mean she's decided to make a comeback?" Wan Shansiji was somewhat surprised.

After all, in her memory, Chengtian Bairen has been slacking off lately, not training to run, and just likes to run toward the training grounds or the dojo.

It doesn't look like she's preparing to return to racing; rather, it seems she's getting ready to charge onto the battlefield as a combat professional.

Occasionally giving advice to juniors, she always looks for things like "Grass-Flying" or "Eightfold Invincible"—stuff with a martial family vibe, even the horse girls from martial families.

Where are you still a horse girl?!

"I haven't said it yet; I'm just guessing. But since she's already accepted a training commission from some trainer, she'll often watch the juniors run and inevitably feel the urge to run herself."

Speaking of this, it seemed as if that future had already appeared before his eyes, and Ludaofu Xiangzheng's face showed an eager expression.

As the emperor, seeing a horse girl rekindle her fighting spirit to step onto the battlefield naturally made him happy.

As Ludaofu Xiangzheng, seeing Hakujin regain her composure and gain a goal—she naturally looked forward to such a future.

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Meipu Bourbon, Ailisuzhi, and that trainer Aomo Lindun—hope they can truly draw out Hakujin's fighting spirit.

"That trainer, I think Xiao Qianming mentioned him before? I'm also curious, right! You haven't said where Xiao Qianming went yet!"

Wan Shansiji suddenly remembered this, was about to lower his head to look at the stands again, when he heard Ludaofu Xiangzheng helplessly say: "When will I be able to figure out her whereabouts? Even after the Stomach King competition, we caught her back only for her to slip away shortly after."

"Qi Cao said that when she came to the student council unusually early, she flipped through some documents, and then everyone was gone."

"Who knows why she suddenly wanted to look through the documents? And who knows where she's headed next?"

"Also," Wan Shansiji accepted his old friend's freedom.

"But since she posted a photo of the Derby ticket on her LINE timeline, that means she's indeed here; I'll send her a message and we can grab a meal together later."

"You guys still have the mood to hold a class reunion, Emperor?"

——？

Suddenly, a voice of doubt came from nearby, causing both of them to turn their heads toward the approaching black-haired horse girl.

"I was wondering why I couldn't find you—turns out you were here, Emperor."

"It's surprising you can still stand here and watch the race."

"Zhouri Ningjing?" Wan Shansiji looked at this senior who had long since graduated and even worked at the central office, astonished.

At the same time, the distant Saichang screen blared: 【So now, all horse girls have entered the gate, the competitors are in position!】 along with a silence of death.

Countless spectators watching the Saichang awaited the moment the gate would open, while here no one paid attention to this highly anticipated race.

All because that black-clad horse girl suddenly burst in here, and then came a sentence:

"You have nothing to do here, step back, Wan Shansiji."

The senior's tone was indeed somewhat harsh; even the good-tempered Wan Shansiji couldn't help but stare, and before he could say anything, Ludaofu Xiangzheng had already walked up to her.

He blocked her view, and also blocked Zhouri Ningjing's rather aggressive gaze.

"What brings you here? ss."

Sundaysilence, Zhouri Ningjing indeed has the nickname ss; Wan Shansiji vaguely recalls that other committee staff used to call her that, but when did Ludaofu Xiangzheng become so familiar with Zhouri Ningjing?

"Doesn't even the Sirius girl tell you when she goes home? Your relationship is really stiff," Zhouri Ningjing said, reaching into her bosom and pulling out a file folder, "I need the data on all Triple Crown horses, including their whereabouts and contact information."

"Triple Crown?" Ludaofu Xiangzheng took the file.

Even though he holds an official position in the URA, as the future head of the Symboli family taking over family affairs and also beginning to handle the family intelligence network, Ludaofu Xiangzheng knows that this so-called 'senior' indeed has many deeds that could be called 'dark'.

Like the current matter, although it was requested by the grandmother, it's likely to uncover some bloody wounds.

These are also not suitable for Wan Shansiji to come into contact with.

Standing in front of his old friend is not just for protection, but more to cut off any possibility of contact.

"We need all the Triple Crown horses that have G1 victories; we need your stamp as student council president."

However, Zhouri Ningjing usually keeps her "Zhouri Ningjing" persona in public, so the emperor shouldn't have to be overly cautious about her.

Especially at this moment, she glanced at the Saichang surrounded by cheers and then asked: "By the way, have you noticed where that Chazuo kid is?"

With your abilities, you still can't find them?

Ludaofu Xiangzheng somewhat suspected this might be a hint from the other side, but seeing her expression, it didn't look like acting.

……It's a bit strange.

But she still honestly returned the signed board, saying: "I don't know, and I'm not going to tightly grasp which seat the students bought tickets for."

"Weird, we've been barely in touch since last night..." Zhouri Ningjing muttered, turning and walking a few steps, then asked: "What about that Aomo Lindun guy? Trainers buy tickets through the special channel; the student council should definitely have a record, right?"

"Record?"

Ludaofu Xiangzheng stared, then recalled the person who had been flipping through documents early that morning.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask Qi Cao."

Wan Shansiji being here makes it awkward to ask what that trainer participated in.

The best possibility might be that he gets along well with Zhouri Ningjing's sister, but considering the other's mercenary background, that's quite risky.

She pulled out her terminal to send a message, not first to Qi Cao, but instead to a certain free agent:

【Is the Chazuo classmate beside the trainer?】

【Yeah, watching the race, still pretty absorbed.】

……I knew it!