Chapter 1612: with translation of chapter title

NO．226：Let's hear what Shu Zi Lao Shi says.

May 21.

In this Dongyan District, where a Valentine's Day was fabricated to stimulate the economy and be celebrated, the Jingmen District actually could have a positive activity covering the whole area.

【Jidong Derby】

In the Flash Series system, it is the third‑highest‑prize event, only behind the Jidong Cup and the Arima Memorial.

Yes, even though it is the final race of the classic Triple Crown, logically it should be the most valued Chrysanthemum Prize, but its prize money is not as high as the Derby's.

Moreover, the Derby's audience is often no less than that of the two preceding world‑class races.

Because, like the Gaoyue Prize and the Chrysanthemum Prize, it occurs only once in a lifetime, and because it will decide whether the winner of the Gaoyue Prize will continue in glory or be overtaken by a newcomer.

Although it is only the second leg of the classic Triple Crown, it is always promoted as the pinnacle of the generation, the ultimate that can be won only with extreme luck.

The swiftest gets the Gaoyue, the luckiest gets the Derby; this naturally does not mean winning the championship relies solely on luck, but rather that the race demands not only all‑out effort but also a 'heavenly mandate' beyond human agency.

Nothing exemplifies the harmony of heaven, earth, and people more than this.

Extremely arduous, yet full of glory; consequently, the fans this battle can attract are also a professional topic mentioned on par with the prize money, enough to make the brown‑haired horse girl seated nearby sigh and tap the screen:

【How come there's no such design in the ancient horse year?】

【Yuehuanshe: Is it possible that in the second leg of the Spring Ancient Horse, the Spring Taira, you have only just run enough to scrape into the qualifying line for the Dream Cup's second selection?】

【I mean tied! Tied!】

The horse girl, having angrily typed that string of characters, immediately turned her head and glared over.

That pair of rose‑red eyes, even when full of ferocity, still retained a hint of the Sirius style, enough to make Shu Zi Lao Shi standing behind her break out in a cold sweat, with even the tail hair that should not be able to stand up standing on end.

Instinctively she tried to turn her stiff neck back, but her view was blocked by the drink tray that Umastar Teacher had raised with his arm.

At the same time, Umastar Teacher's other hand was waving toward the not‑distant Sirius.

This can be seen as either a soothing gesture or a pure act of driving away, and Sirius's interpretation is clearly the latter.

This made her eyebrows knit up at once, but the trainer's gesture toward her, made in the blind spot of the junior horse girl's field of view, together with his cold stare directed at her, still caused her to shrink back unwillingly.

No matter what, keeping up a bit of decorum in front of one's junior is always right—bullshit! If I just went up and punched that guy, wouldn't that be the image I should have!

Why should I think according to that guy's pace!

These days, the Sirius Symbol, which has found no chance in the high‑intensity interview activity room and has taken no advantage, has long been in a state of simmering resentment, and the main cause of her resentment is sitting right beside her at this very moment.

"Sirius, what are you doing…"

She turned her head to glance at the ailishuma and Aomo, who was raising a tray to block the other's face; the person before her immediately could exhibit an emperor‑level understanding, and she let out a sigh.

"Don't drag the kid into this, Sirius."

"You can pull off that calm tone again?" With that, Sirius immediately shifted the focus, completely lacking the sisterly affection she had shown just days before.

The reason lies in the current state of this so‑called 'sister' before us:

Ludaofu Xiangzheng, known as the Emperor, nicknamed Luna.

After parting ways with the Gu Lan Ji Nie Er Ju Yuan, her Luna persona fragmented anew, as a certain beast king once said; but because she has a record of recovery, even if split into countless shards, for personality‑repair specialists it remains a medium‑level challenge with traces to follow.

It can be repaired, and it can also remain resident.

And the original hollow yet solid entity known as Ludaofu Xiangzheng, which can also be called the Emperor's inertia, can likewise serve as a kind of 'overcoat' atop the resident Luna persona.

Just as monster cards are to Aomo like a suit that moves at will, this is essentially an extreme inner persistence of the Emperor's inertia, and for Luna it is as naturally fitting as a smooth suit.

And the result of this natural harmony is Sirius's situation these days.

——Every time she rushes straight to the activity room to ambush the trainer, she sees Ludaofu already gathered beside the trainer amidst the hostility of the high‑schoolers.

That gentle, bashful demeanor that would make even the Eastern Sea Emperor gape, that curious‑baby‑like asking of east and west, that unbreakable shield—aside from Sirius, even the other horse girls in the room would find it hard to shake.

Adding the sporadically appearing Qianming, White Ren, and True Agile Ling, whose combined abilities can expose a loophole, also makes one wonder what the trainer is up to!

At times like this, he shouldn't just be balancing the water; don't let this situation become overly dominant!

Good!

So let's interview the trainer at the time of the incident to see what thoughts he will bring us:

"... hiss… Ludaofu..."

"hiss—— Luna…"

"hiss… Qianming…"

Alright, stop!

First of all, let me state that this is not the movement of a snake spitting out its tongue.

Nor is it the Porridge Tour Emperor's inner guard speaking in a forced manner.

Furthermore, it is not a kimo hiss‑hah sound under the Jidong tone.

This is merely someone repeatedly inhaling cool air to adjust the air's carbon emissions.

From this you can easily see that a certain twenty‑year‑old youth, who has always been considered to have superb self‑control and can suppress both material and carnal desires far more than the average person, still has shortcomings.

Just as top experts in classical martial‑arts novels also have, and indeed the more expert one is, the more one needs to design a weak point—using this kind of flaw, which is likely to appear only in external‑training martial arts, to give an almost flawless character a blemish.

Indeed, Aomo Lindun is no flawless person either.

As a twenty‑year‑old youth, even if he is a young demon, his shortcomings are not few; the first and foremost is his personality, then again his personality, and as for anything beyond personality……

This person maintains a long‑term state of study, and while synchronously training with the horse girls in a stable manner also does image management... At such times, the most direct shortcoming is probably the hard‑to‑please appearance.

That face, once called by a certain otherworldly lich 'like a young Utica', and also said by some Rod Island staff to 'look like someone from the Franz side', is indeed not very much in line with the aesthetic direction of the East Asian cultural sphere.

This is also the eye‑catching period when Aomo Lindun first joined Toressen, and in a broad sense it stems from this point, though that is all in the past.

With his current fame, topics about his appearance have long become old‑hat and tiresome, whereas discussions about the demon‑and‑monster‑related design remain common, retaining their heat with astonishing vitality.

So this topic about shortcomings will circle back again.

It circles back to his subtle personality.

By now, Aomo Lindun's trainer personality issue is no secret, after all he has deliberately leaked part of it in public interviews.

This is helpful for image maintenance, after all, maintaining a perfect image is really too mentally taxing; on the contrary, an image with an obvious flaw is not only much easier to maintain, but also gains more tolerance and convenience in the public sphere.

While people pursue perfection, they also harbor a desire to destroy it, and an imperfect image can simultaneously deflect the attacks of both extremes.

But that is usually just acting.

That acting may fabricate countless merits, or invent a flaw, more often combining both to construct an image vastly different from the private self; but the problem Aomo faces now is clearly unrelated to fiction, but rather a belated sensibility.

He had always believed he could control his private desires, maintain a steady distance between idol and work, and even as a trainer for former idols could normally retain objective professionalism—he had indeed proved this over the past few months.

But...

It was only in the past few months.

Well, not including this month.

Regarding the distance between fans and idols, the distance between trainers and horse girls, and the distance where one side tries to maintain stability while the other seems to be actively approaching...

Recently, Umastar has been feeling unprecedentedly confused, exactly the time when a digital quick-print teacher is needed to point the way—even if in three hours the horn will sound for the four horse girls under his command to go into battle.