Having trained real horses, why are we now training racehorse girls after time-traveling?

The words of the Golden Ship left the Emperor of the East Sea completely bewildered, but Jin Lang understood what the Golden Ship meant and nodded very seriously.

At this moment, as Megumi McQueen entered the gate, no one could see her expression. Her eyes were fixed on the road ahead, as if victory was the only thing in them.

Perhaps that's it. Right now, all Megumi McQueen cares about is victory; victory is her only pursuit.

"The trainer is watching me, and everyone in the Mejiro family is waiting for me to wash away this humiliation."

"Dangdang!"

So this time, I absolutely will not lose!

"All the female racehorses have made a perfect start! Leading the pack is—Mejiro McQueen! This time, Mejiro McQueen has actually adopted a leading run! Is this decision really the right one for the 3000-meter Hanshin Grand Prix?"

A lead of three thousand meters is almost impossible for other female racehorses, but it is not impossible for Mejiro McQueen, who is extremely good at long-distance races.

This time, she must seize victory in a magnificent manner, with absolute advantage and without sparing any effort!

Chapter 252: Defeat when walking diagonally

"Mejiro McQueen has adopted a leading run! This time he has taken the lead in the pack of runners. Such a runner-up tactic is really rare in the 3000-meter Hanshin Grand Prix. Can Mejiro McQueen really lead all the way to the end?"

"Don't lose, McQueen!" The Emperor of the East Sea still had absolute confidence in Megaku McQueen, cheering him on with all his might: "Leave them behind! Run all the way to the finish line!"

"Leading the race for 3000 meters...that's no easy feat. Even for McQueen's endurance, it's a huge challenge."

Now, however, Lang was not so confident in McQueen. He frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "The Hanshin Grand Prix requires running around the track for one and a half laps. McQueen's escape tactics are not actually that advantageous. Right now, she is not so much an escaper as she is a bit faster than usual, and she has started to exert herself ahead of time."

"This running style is not advantageous for a long-distance race like the Hanshin Grand Prix. This time... McQueen seems to be a bit too hasty."

“He’s probably just too eager to win, old man. You have to understand McQueen.” Although Golden Ship was also worried, he comforted Jin Lang at this moment, saying, “McQueen’s choice was definitely not made on impulse. He must have his own plans.”

"I hope so." Jinlang nodded upon hearing this, and looking at Meguro McQueen galloping across the track, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

"It's also my fault for letting McQueen down... Old Madam Mejiro entrusted McQueen to me, asking me to bring her back safely and without injury, while ensuring she is full of honor. Even I would find it difficult to accomplish both of these things at the same time."

"Forcing a talented racehorse girl not to do things beyond her capabilities during a race... Was my choice the right one, or was it misleading her?"

Jin Lang had actually been grappling with this issue for a whole year. Especially after witnessing the bond between Good Opera and Hotan, their mutual trust, perseverance, and hard work, which allowed Good Opera to break through its limits time and time again, reaching a level that impressed everyone.

Doesn't good opera always do things beyond its own capabilities? Of course it does. For example, the final explosion at the Chrysanthemum Sho, the unity of man and horse in Arima Kinen and Wada-kun—these are undoubtedly things that exceed the limits of what good opera can achieve, but good opera not only didn't suffer any unexpected setbacks, it became even stronger.

In contrast, Jinlang has been much more conservative, which makes McQueen, despite his excellent talent and lineage, seem somewhat inferior compared to the ever-breaking good operas. Jinlang has always felt that it must bear some responsibility for this.

Regardless, failing to allow one's racehorse girl to perform to her full potential is undoubtedly a dereliction of duty for a trainer. But even Ionami cannot achieve the best of both worlds, especially in this highly competitive era.

"Sigh..." Jin Lang sighed with some worry. The Emperor of the East Sea, noticing Jin Lang's melancholy, asked anxiously:

"Tuorena... What's wrong? Why are you so unhappy? Would you like a sip of my honey drink?"

"No need... Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jin Lang, with a tolerant smile, gently patted the emperor's head. There were some things he really couldn't say or express. Ultimately, only he himself could weigh the measure of these matters.

Megumi McQueen has now completed three-quarters of the laps on the track, and her lead has kept her in the lead, with a two-length gap between her and even the closest racehorse.

This can work! McQueen was also running forward with all her might, wanting to maintain her advantage and continue leading to the finish line with such a large gap!

At that moment, the female horse following behind McQueen seemed dissatisfied with McQueen's continued lead. She gradually increased her speed, attempting to overtake McQueen and take a favorable position after the lap.

But her little tricks were quickly discovered by McQueen.

"This is a match I absolutely must win—don't get in my way!"

"boom!"

When McQueen noticed that her opponent was showing signs of overtaking her, she became extremely anxious. Driven by an intense desire to win, she would not allow such a thing to happen, and she would not even allow any racehorse to challenge her current "position"—the lead.

As she said, what she was pursuing was not a simple victory, but a magnificent victory with absolute superiority!

She wouldn't allow any racehorse to surpass her; she would spare no effort to maximize her advantages!

Therefore, as soon as there was a sign that a racehorse girl was overtaking her, Megumi McQueen couldn't wait to unleash her full power! Soon, the strong aura surrounding Megumi McQueen propelled her body to create a significant gap between herself and the other racehorse girls!

"Metsuji McQueen accelerated! After just completing a 2000-meter lap, he exploded in the final 1000 meters!"

"So fast! It's extremely rare to see a fast-paced racehorse like this in the 3000-meter Hanshin Grand Prix! Mejiro McQueen is now racing towards the finish line with unstoppable momentum!"

Go for it, McQueen!

"Charge, McQueen!"

We absolutely have to win!

McQueen's unstoppable power instantly ignited the crowd. Even the Emperor of the East Sea and the Golden Ship cheered for McQueen's strength, joining all the spectators in supporting him!

The only person who was relatively calm, or even somewhat serious, was Jinlang. Just now, when Megumi McQueen was exerting his strength to overtake the racehorse girl who was showing signs of overtaking him, McQueen made a rather dangerous move in order to gain a favorable position.

But now, Jinlang couldn't say anything. He could only watch as McQueen charged toward the finish line. The racehorses behind him were thrown into disarray by McQueen's early burst of speed, and they all started pushing too hard too early.

The outcome of this match was already predictable. They didn't possess McQueen's innate and formidable stamina, and the victory was already secured.

"Crossing the finish line! A decisive victory! Mejiro McQueen! With a full six horse lengths ahead of second place! He has won the Hanshin Grand Prix without any doubt!"

"As expected of Mejiro's racehorse girl, the ruler of long-distance races, Mejiro McQueen has proven her absolute strength! She has responded to the audience's expectations and enthusiasm!"

As Misato Akasaka finished speaking, McQueen, knowing she had won the match, excitedly jogged and waved to the crowd. A long-lost smile of victory finally appeared on her face as she responded to the expectations of her fans and supporters.

But just as McQueen was still celebrating his victory, a sudden burst of red light flashed again at Hanshin Racecourse.

The red "deliberation" indicator light, which had only been flashing for two days after the shocking anonymous participation in the race, started flashing again at Hanshin Racecourse. The indicator light, which might not flash even once a year in the past, suddenly flashed with an extremely abrupt color, freezing everyone's joy and sending out an ominous message.

Even Megumi McQueen was stunned, looking at the commentary booth with a bewildered and incredulous expression. Soon, as a member of the judging panel came up on stage, Akasaka Misako, who was also looking confused, received the judges' decision.

Upon seeing the verdict, Misato Akasaka was momentarily stunned, but still maintained her professional ethics, saying with a hint of embarrassment:

"--The judges' decision: Just now, in the area at the end of the first lap, Megumi McQueen's acceleration caused her to veer off course, obstructing the path of other female racehorses - very unfortunate news."

"Furthermore, due to the shocking incident two days ago, the organizers of Hanshin Racecourse, in order to uphold discipline, have decided to impose a severe penalty for such violations. Therefore, because Mejiro McQueen was obstructing the path of other racehorses by driving diagonally, the judging panel has decided to demote Mejiro McQueen from first place to eighteenth place. We are very sorry, but please understand."

Before Akasaka Mitsuko could even freeze her excitement, she awkwardly announced the news, and the entire racetrack fell into an eerie silence. Instantly, everyone's eyes were drawn to the center of the track, to Megumi McQueen, who had been celebrating his victory just a minute before.

This news struck Megumi McQueen, who hadn't even had a chance to share the joy of victory, as if she had been struck by lightning. She froze on the spot, even subconsciously taking a few steps back. Her face, covered in sweat, turned pale.

However, perhaps it was the physical exhaustion he had exerted in pursuit of a perfect victory, or perhaps it was the intense physical and mental strain that made it difficult for McQueen to accept.

The next moment, McQueen's steps faltered slightly, and before everyone's eyes, his body leaned back slightly...

"McQueen?!" X3

Meanwhile, McQueen, who had collapsed on the grass and fallen into a coma, felt herself being lifted up by someone before her consciousness completely faded. However, she didn't have time to think about these questions before her last remaining consciousness was taken away.

She's so tired... Right now... all she wants is to get a good night's sleep... She hopes this is all just a nightmare.

Chapter 253: The Golden Ship That Stepped onto the Racetrack for McQueen

"Waaah..."

She didn't know how much time had passed when Megumi McQueen was awakened by the unique smell of disinfectant in the hospital. She opened her eyes blankly, staring at the white ceiling of the hospital. After a long time, two lines of clear tears silently flowed down her cheeks.

"So...it wasn't a dream after all..."

Megumi McQueen kept dreaming about her victory at the Hanshin Grand Prix. Her dream was like a replay in her mind, where she witnessed her victory once again, then fell from heaven to hell, and then... was awakened.

Even breaking free from the dream didn't change Megumi McQueen's fate. Megumi McQueen's current state can truly be described as "despair".

"—Why are you crying as soon as you wake up, McQueen?"

"Ha." When the familiar voice rang out beside McQueen, McQueen was slightly startled. Before she could even wipe away her tears, she turned to look at her side and found that Jin Lang had been sitting not far from her all along.

"Trainer..." Megumi McQueen, tears still streaming down his face, spoke with a sob in his voice, struggling to sit up in bed, "When did you arrive? How long have I been asleep?"

"It's only six hours, McQueen, just consider it a nap."

Jin Lang stepped forward to help McQueen sit up in bed. However, seeing that tears were still streaming down McQueen's face, he took out a handkerchief he had prepared beforehand and gently wiped away McQueen's tears, saying softly:

"Seriously... why are you crying like a little kid, McQueen? Cheer up, be strong like an adult."

"Trainer...I'm sorry..."

However, if Jin Lang were to rebuke McQueen, she would feel better. But McQueen, feeling Jin Lang's unwavering trust and tolerance, couldn't bear the shock. Two lines of tears were wiped away, but flowed again. She covered her face and sobbed:

"I'm sorry... Everyone was so looking forward to my victory, but I... I..."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I've let everyone down... I've let the trainers down..."

"Waaaaaah..."

Finally, McQueen, overwhelmed by the burden, broke down in tears, her horse ears drooping as if they would never stand up again. Jin Lang stood beside McQueen, saying nothing, only silently rubbing her head, letting her vent.

McQueen was indeed under immense pressure. In a team full of strong competitors, even though he had considerable talent and skill, he didn't get the chance to showcase or prove himself. The pressure gradually built up until it reached a breaking point, when he suffered an unprecedented blow.

Dropping from first place to eighteenth is a huge fall that would break any female horse racer, but McQueen has only reached this point, which shows his remarkable mental fortitude.

However, after an unknown amount of time, McQueen's crying gradually subsided. Jin Lang didn't offer many words of comfort, but simply said softly:

"Get some rest, McQueen, you really need to."

“We’re all waiting for you outside. Rest at the hospital for a while, don’t think too much, watch a few baseball games, and you’ll feel much better.”

As he said this, Jin Lang also gave McQueen some private space. He believed that McQueen was not the kind of racehorse girl who was emotionally fragile and would commit suicide. However, just in case, he still took away everything in the room that McQueen might use, not even leaving McQueen a small razor blade.

Thinking this meant there was nothing to worry about, Jin Lang walked towards the door. But at that moment, McQueen, with his head down, spoke in a dry voice:

"Trainer..."

Do you really think someone like me... can run alongside everyone else in the same team?

"...Don't say things like that, McQueen. Everyone makes mistakes."

When McQueen uttered these words of self-doubt, Jin Lang couldn't let him continue to overthink. He immediately said to McQueen, "You committed a foul this time, but you need to know that you finished the race with an absolute advantage. You were only demoted because of the diagonal foul, not because of anything else."

“You are stronger than all the female racehorses in that race. The slant is not your problem, it is mine. As the trainer, I did not notice this problem in you at the first moment.”

No, strictly speaking, this isn't Jin Lang's problem. Because in previous training sessions, McQueen never had this slanted walking habit. McQueen isn't a Golden Master; the Golden Master's slanted walking habit was there from the beginning. Chi Tian spent a lot of time correcting her slanted walking habit.

If it were the Golden Ship, Jinlang, who knows her too well, would correct her skewed behavior immediately. But McQueen... to be honest, it was only after today's events that Jinlang suddenly realized that McQueen could also be skewed.

But should we say... that this was actually McQueen's good fortune? Although he was reduced to eighteenth place in the Hanshin Grand Prix due to his slanted ranking, compared to the previous world, when he was demoted in the Autumn Emperor's Prize for the same reason, this result was much luckier.

But Jinlang didn't know how to explain this to McQueen, after all, such a thing... could not be described as luck.

Therefore, Jinlang changed his tone and said calmly, "This time, McQueen, although you were defeated, we can still participate in the Spring Emperor's Prize. Moreover, we can correct this problem as soon as possible. It is much better to expose the mistakes of GII than to expose them at the Emperor's Prize."

"Get some rest. I'm sure you'll understand, McQueen."