Uma Musume: From Being Knocked Ten Meters Away

Chapter 121: One Horse Takes the Lead, All Other Horses Are Gloomy
After explaining, seeing that Northern Xuanju and the others were in a daze, Mingsheng Leidong waited for a few seconds, nodded, and turned around.

"Excuse me. Xiaobei, and Crown, you guys should do your best too."

After the thunderous footsteps faded away for a while, Satomi Crown took a deep breath at the dining table.

"Mingsheng...you're really trying hard. Good—!"

She also picked up her plate and stood up.

"Then I have to go to the counseling room too!"

When Satomi Crown stood up, Kita no Genju was slightly startled.

She originally thought that her best friend was also going to training, but she was surprised when she heard the last sentence.

"Psychological Counseling Room... Crown-chan, is there anything bothering you?" She stood up unconsciously and looked at Satomi Crown worriedly.

"Me? It's not me."

Satomi Crown smiled and waved his hand, "It's Gao Shangjunyi-san."

"Mr. Gao Shang?"

After a moment of shock, Beibu Xuanju turned and asked with concern: "What happened to her?"

Knowing his good friend's enthusiasm, Satomi Crown had nothing to hide and began to explain.

She is in the same class as Beibu Xuanju and is the class monitor, while Gaoshang Junyi is their classmate.

The classes at Tresen Academy are divided according to academic performance, so the horse girls who are in the same class will not have bad academic performance when they enter.

2, 1, 3, 3, Gao Shangjunyi's performance in his debut match and the subsequent three matches can be said to be quite outstanding. However, he was injured in the training before the fifth match, Wakama Championship, and had to withdraw.

By the sixth race, which was the previous Daily Cup, perhaps due to the injury, Gao Shang Junyi only finished fifth.

Almost from the time of the Wakakoma Championship until now, this horse racing girl has often been distracted in class and her training condition does not seem to be very good.

After talking to the teacher, I found out that his mentality might have been affected by the injury and failure.

As the class monitor, Satomi Crown has the responsibility to help mediate.

"So this is ah……"

Beibu Xuanju nodded in understanding and fell silent.

She had never experienced Gao Shangjunyi's situation, but she could vaguely feel the pressure on this classmate.

Before her debut, she had similar pressure.

After each Uma Musume enters the school, the East Sea Emperor, who is also the student council president, will have a private interview with her.

She had known this idol for a long time and had heard what they said during the interview before she enrolled in school.

When one horse takes the lead, all other horses lose their luster.

This is the motto of Central Tresen Academy and also the academy's requirement for every horse girl.

Every year, there are approximately 10,000 horse girls who have the talent to enter the racetrack, but only 20% of these horse girls are selected for the Central Tresen Academy.

However, not all of these more than 2000 horse racing girls can make a successful debut.

Maybe they can't handle the pressure of the competition, or they are injured, or there are other reasons.

In short, students drop out almost every day.

No matter what expectations and aspirations they once had, they will no longer have the chance to realize their dreams.

Even if you make a successful debut, it doesn’t mean you can meet that requirement.

There are only about 500 major prize races each year, which means there are only about 500 major prize champions each year.

G1 is even rarer, with only more than 20 games.

Winning one or two G1 games still cannot be called "leading the way, leaving all the others in the dark."

Even if you keep winning, sometimes you may not convince everyone.

A failure can often lead to unexpected doubts.

"That sounds cruel, right, Xiaobei?"

At that time, with a color in his eyes that he could not understand, the senior with a playful yet childish look and an unusually calm and mature temperament said:

“But that’s the reality.

“Maybe you can’t understand it now, but I hope you can know this now.

"We know that losing the game and leaving the field is the norm for us. "Winning the game, winning the big reward, and winning the G1 are just extremely accidental luck.

“What you have to do in the future is to run on that lucky road again and again.

"I hope you can do it, and I believe you can do it."

After unconsciously recalling the past for a moment, Northern Xuanju turned to look at Satomi Crown and said seriously:

"Then I'll go and help too. Although I can't fully understand Gao Shang's feelings...but she'll probably be very happy to know someone cares about her.

"It just so happened that the trainer was in a meeting, and I didn't have much practice on Friday night."

"Xiaobei is still as enthusiastic as ever, so..."

He nodded with a smile and was about to agree when Satomi Crown frowned slightly and shook his head slowly.

"No, this time... maybe it would be better if you didn't go, Xiaobei?"

"...Why?" Northern Xuanju asked anxiously.

"because……"

Pursing his lips, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and Satomi Crown sighed.

"You won the Gaoyue Award.

“I didn’t mention it before, but Gao Shang also signed up for the Classic Triple Crown, but after withdrawing from the Wakama Championship and losing the Daily Cup, she didn’t have enough fans and had to cancel her registration.

“Her next game…is G3 of the Kyoto Shimbun Cup.

"It might not sound nice, but holding a laurel wreath to comfort someone who lost before even competing is like wearing a tuxedo to a funeral."

Silence stretched for a long time at the table.

Suddenly, Beibu Xuanju, who had a tense face, smiled, his eyes full of the same confidence as when Gao Yueshang started.

"Even though it might be what you said, Crown-chan, but...I still decided to go meet Gao Shang-san."

"...Xiaobei?" Surprised, Satomi Crown frowned and asked in confusion.

"Because, although I'm not very familiar with Gao Shang, I think..."

Picking up the plate, Northern Xuanju said firmly:

“She’s not a fragile horse girl.

"Or rather, we...are not that fragile."

……

Satomi Crown finally agreed to go to the Student Union Office in the north.

Sitting behind her desk, the Emperor of the East China Sea held a piece of apple pie. On the table in front of her was a stack of documents, one of which had the words "Dubai Turf Championship" written on the top.

There is a longer desk diagonally opposite, where Mejiro McQueen used to be busy.

Mejiro McQueen wasn't there at the moment, and there was another horse girl behind the desk.

She was reviewing the documents on the table, and her gaze, with her eyes lowered, made her look like a famous sword in an ice sheath.

The setting sun shone through the window, and her smooth dark golden hair seemed to be coated with a layer of cold glaze, while the "Big Shock" nameplate in front of her was shining brightly because of the sunlight.

Crunch, crunch, the sound of apple pie being bitten could be heard, and the tip of the pen, which was as precise as a falling knife, trembled unconsciously. Da Jing's lips opened slightly, and his ice-sculpture-like expression relaxed a little.

"...President, should you have already had dinner? Eating at this time doesn't seem to be very conducive to weight management."

Sucking the jam off his fingertips, his eyes wandered unconsciously, and the Emperor of the East Sea grinned and said:
"Weight? That kind of thing doesn't matter. I'm not McQueen anyway. I can't gain weight."

"...Tomorrow I will go with Mr. McQueen to inspect the drainage system at the Tokyo stadium."

He sighed silently again, said something meaningful in great shock, stood up, holding the documents he had just reviewed, and walked over to the East China Sea Emperor.

"This is the preliminary review of the second quarter's overseas agreements. I hope the president can complete the review before 19:30 p.m."

"Okay. Thank you for your hard work."

The joking expression on his face disappeared, and the Emperor of the East China Sea ate the apple pie in two or three bites, then pulled out a tissue from the table and wiped his hands vigorously.

"By the way, don't leave yet. What do you think of the training match I told you about the day before yesterday?"

(Here’s a small hat:
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(End of this chapter)