Chapter 1943: Skillfully said is

NO. 563：Skillfully said is

Some people's souls are that penetrating, yet their hearts hide too many worries.

He had once evaluated it that way in the past, but now……

His view hasn't changed in the slightest.

Not long after he connected the clues in hindsight and pieced together the outline of the hidden danger of the Ludaofu Xiangzheng——

His habitual pattern of investigating around the target rather than confronting the parties directly paid off again, bringing him another subtle piece of evidence.

Some evidence that made him feel "the old patient needs a re‑examination."

Qianming representative, step out!. jpg

Frankly speaking, this matter is still just that saying: "unexpected yet reasonable."

Whenever he thought of her training schedule plan, and then of her unresolved frustration from back then that never got resolved, and the fact that her two races so far haven't been completed, he had been worried since long ago, and consequently he has not relaxed his attention on her much since.

So when Suzi had previously fallen into worry, and even more into sensitivity to the care of those around her, Aomo arranged for her to go.

She was a senior on that road, also callable as an old patient; the saying "long illness makes a good doctor" is always especially effective on the mental level, only I never expected……

……

……

……

In fact, Aomo also didn't want to think too much.

At that time the dispatch wasn't really a probe; he was willing to believe in the free image Qianming showed in his eyes, and to believe she was that free horse that is neither bound nor dragged.

When that free brown horse broke another horse's shackles, helping her gallop freely on the racecourse, he also had no doubt that she might still harbor an illness, and then……

Then unexpected changes occurred.

Whether this fits the old saying "Everyone can preach the grand truth, but when it's their turn they just can't do it," Aomo doesn't know, and he isn't planning to ask.

Whether this problem existed from the start or was triggered by something later—he actually already has some clues, but a thorough confirmation can wait until later.

The urgent matter is to "prescribe medicine."

"Even if I can't recall the past, the time I've forgotten might still be in someone's hands."

This sentence once left a deep impression on him.

Precisely because it hit the mark on what he held in hand, and even more on his state of mind back then, now is exactly the time to return these words to him.

Thus he felt it.

He could feel that the gaze had briefly ceased.

That was the brief cessation of two gazes, which can be seen as an expression of refusing communication, but before the result appears you could also view it as the process of the medicine taking effect, an outward manifestation of the undercurrents surging.

Then, when the result comes out——

You will know your optimism was correct.

"Is that so?" Luna spoke, but the speaker might not actually be Luna.

That low, slightly hoarse voice was closer to the emperor who hadn't been seen for a while, who was still seeing off the childhood friend running on the field while throwing his words to the trainer nearby: "I've never known; to admit it, I'm a bit ashamed—I never thought of this aspect."

"We can't really expect a retired racehorse girl of several years to still be thinking of the fans, especially since both of them haven't held a fan‑appreciation event in a long time."

Like concerts, concerts, concerts and such.

Retired racehorse girls can't just go pulling someone to run. Although pulling the same batch of retirees to re‑create the racecourse is also a great option, it's not easy to pull off and might ruin longtime fans' impressions and filters, so the vast majority of retired racehorse girls won't do that.

In the end, the concert still took it all.

"These are all just excuses." The Emperor said.

"I truly felt the shame."

"Now that I think about it, even including emperors, the school certainly isn't lacking those visionary outlooks, yet I overlooked them to the point that I can't even discuss the premises of choosing them… I really must apologize."

"Putting it as a preface on the victor's stage isn't bad, right?" Aomo offered an idea.

"As a fellow fan, I actually really support you specially proposing to host an apology, but as a trainer I'd think this move's influence is not good, especially doing it before the race."

"Yeah, Ludaofu, you know best what the horse‑racing circle's public opinion has been like these two years." Qianming agreed with the latter.

As Student Council President, Ludaofu has to process a heap of Difangteleisen documents every day, and there's also plenty of content linked to the circle's media; occasionally he'll filter out some discussible material to use as talking points.

In this regard, being an old friend and also having the professional habit from her time as a Detective, Qianming naturally listened and paid attention plenty.

Although overall it's still that mixed‑good‑and‑bad saying, but if the bad parts involve friends or sisters, not even the slightest neglect can be allowed.

"Affecting popularity is just a small matter; suddenly provoking a wave of criticism and getting distracted, thus affecting race preparations, would be rather excessive."

"So let's just talk about it after the race." Aomo said while tapping the board, then spread his hands toward the two of them.

"The commemorative coin—you're not planning to give it back to me?"

"Huh?"

"What's the rush, have we finished talking?"

The hand holding the commemorative coin jerked back at once, and a reluctant Qianming blurted out, "This can't be called reasonable or based on evidence—at least it's nonsense: 'First put our accumulated truth‑telling scale here, then we can explain the antecedents to you.'"

"Huh? There's a truth‑telling scale too? Turns out it's a werewolf game?"

"And there's also a room‑escape element—it should basically be a battle‑ royale game," Qianming said, following Aomo's jab, but then she got back to the point: "But you specially made a sound‑ and sight‑proof private room just so we could speak without reservation, right?"

"Before you speak, this is merely a safeguard against leaking the conversation's content, Miss Qianming—so, what's the antecedent?"

"You don't seem very concerned, huh? Having a fan like you? As a trainer that's not right."

"As a fan and as a trainer, shouldn't we put solving the problem first? Which group was rushing to probe the racehorse girls' privacy?"

"But trainers have always been probing our privacy, haven't they?"

"If the parties know and allow it, it's not considered probing, nor is it privacy."

"What a smooth response—now I miss the trainer who used to pause a few seconds before speaking, saying they were a fan's self‑placement."

"It's really strange—clearly Miss Qianming keeps emphasizing the trainer's stance to make me switch positions, yet she's blaming me? Could the so‑called antecedent just be a tool to toy with me?"

Oh dear, if you understand it like that……

Also not impossible? Watching Aomo arrive at the last bend of the middle lap, he gave a displeased interface.

And at this moment, Rudolf's response finally appeared: "That also means Qianming indeed came out from there, huh, means Qianming."

She also repeated it once, like explaining a punchline, leaving people silent.

It also made Qianming say displeasedly: "... This kind of nervous joke is also proof that Rudolf has returned to the right track."

Although it will halve the joy.

Why would it be halved? It's clearly clever.

Anyone who can say such talk basically doesn't deserve to hear the explanation.

(End of chapter)