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

Meanwhile, in the stands, Chi Tian, ​​who had brought Zhen Jiling with him, stood waiting for the match results. Chi Tian held a phone in his hand, and on the video call screen, Jin Lang's figure was visible. Chi Tian said:

"Senior Jinlang, how are things on your end?"

"I have no connection with McQueen or Golden Ship. I'm sorry to tell Wada-kun, we should have been here to cheer him on, but McQueen's debut show is about to start, and we have to go somewhere else first."

"It's alright, Imai-senpai, Wada will understand."

Seeing this scene, Ikezoe couldn't help but feel worried for Wada. He was still backstage encouraging the team's morale. Ikezoe and Makoto were not contestants in this competition, so they had no right to enter the backstage area and could only wait anxiously here.

I wonder how things are going in Hotan... Hotan, please don't make the same mistake of acting rashly under too much pressure again, otherwise you might really miss this best chance to perform your great opera...

"Wada-san, do your best. This time, none of us can help you. After all, the person who knows opera best is all you have here..."

For some reason, Ikezoe felt even more nervous than Wada. After all, this was a momentous event that could be considered a change of history. Was it even possible for a renowned general to defeat a great opera? Even Ikezoe, whose skill level was higher than Wada's, didn't know, or rather, he wasn't that confident.

However, Hotan has been working hard towards this goal for two months. Whether this kind of forced approach will ultimately succeed is anyone's guess.

……

Meanwhile, backstage, the female racehorses who had been announced in the popularity rankings took to the stage one after another. At this moment, Nutao, standing in the middle of the backstage aisle, kept taking deep breaths, as if calming herself down.

"Calm down, calm down... Raging Waves, you've done enough training. You have a chance to win. That's what the trainer told you..."

"Don't be afraid, you can't be afraid anymore. This time, this time you absolutely can't let us down..."

Standing in the middle of the road, the famous general Nu Tao's aura was somewhat unstable. Her tail swayed back and forth behind her, it was hard to tell whether she was happy, excited, or timid. Her horse, on the other hand, switched freely between drooping insecurity and turning its back with fierce competitiveness.

Nu Tao is extremely nervous now; she has made thorough preparations. Since checking into the hotel yesterday, Nu Tao has been constantly checking whether her horseshoes are properly nailed, whether her shoes are in good condition, whether her food is fresh, and whether she has gained weight again…

She was afraid that her recklessness would once again jeopardize her dream of becoming a trainer—although such a thing hadn't happened for a long time since she became Wada's designated racehorse girl, and she always felt that this might be luck brought to her by Wada, she was still very worried about her recklessness.

However, now that she was on the scene, Nu Tao could temporarily put these minor issues aside. She took several deep breaths to calm herself down.

She had already undergone special training. A week ago, her trainer had already told her many points about what she needed to pay attention to in this competition. The trainer had thought of almost everything. The rest depended on her own performance and judgment.

If, if I still can't win, then the trainer will...

However, just as she thought of this, Nu Tao's shoulders were suddenly gripped by a pair of hands behind her back. Nu Tao was startled involuntarily, but the familiar touch quickly made her relax, and her nerves, which had been tense since yesterday, also relaxed a lot.

"Don't be nervous, Nutao, just follow the tactics I told you to use." Hetian also patted Nutao's shoulder to help the boy relax a little.

During this time, Nu Tao had witnessed his training and hard work, and He Tian had also been studying the tactics of good opera through his memory and the limited video recordings. They both felt that they had done their best—all for this day.

“We have done our best, Nutao, so don’t have too much psychological burden or any worries—just run as hard as we do in training.”

“Trainer…” Nu Tao also felt that her state was very strange. She was very nervous at first, but when the trainer held her shoulders like this, she felt very calm, as if she didn’t need to be afraid of anything.

"Trainer, I have a question for you."

"Ok?"

"Whether I win or lose this match, will my trainer still be my trainer?" Nu Tao raised his head slightly and asked with a trembling look in his eyes.

She felt like she couldn't shake the feeling of having her trainer around. Although she didn't want to disappoint her trainer, she was worried that if she lost, her trainer might really be very disappointed in her.

And... she also worried that if she won and had more famous and talented opera classmates and trainers... would they still be with her the way they are now?

This was the last concern in the heart of the famous general Nutao, but no matter how she guessed, she could not get an answer. The only one who could give her an answer was Wada Ryuji.

"Silly child." When Nu Tao asked this question, He Tian gently rubbed her head. As always, Nu Tao enjoyed the process very much. Whenever He Tian rubbed her head, she felt a happy feeling from the bottom of her heart.

Only at this moment would Nutao feel that the trainer's gaze was always on him, and that he wouldn't pay attention to the other racehorses. At this moment, they only had each other in their eyes.

“I am your trainer, and you are my designated racehorse girl. Our agreement is sealed here. How could I abandon you just because of one defeat?”

Wada's gaze was also somewhat profound as he said calmly, "Even I can afford to lose this match, Nutao, you can afford to lose too, but we didn't come here to lose, but to compete with Haoge Opera."

"So, Nutao, don't lose. Believe me, this is your best chance to beat a good opera, and there will never be a second chance."

"--Um!"

Nu Tao nodded heavily at this moment, her eyes changing slightly. She had gained more conviction and the hope she had received from He Tian—she had never longed for this victory so much.

Just then, beside the two, Tojo Hana arrived with Koka. At that moment, Wada Ryuji's gaze met Tojo Hana's, while Meijō Ryutō's eyes met Koka's.

This is a real duel, and both sides are fully prepared for this decisive battle!

"—Go forth, raging waves (good opera)." X2

"Yes, trainer!" X2

Nutao and Haogeju responded in unison, and the two racehorse girls walked towards the stage together. At that moment, the sounds from the outside world had just entered their ears.

"Next up is our second most popular—oh! The most popular Uma Musume is also on stage? Let's announce them all together!"

"Both of them are outstanding racehorse girls from Tracy Academy. First is the racehorse girl who won third place in the Tracy Academy freshman battle, and she is also our second most popular one this time - the famous general Raging Wave!"

"Next up is Saima Musume, who won by last place in the Snow Willow Award. She's also from Treson Academy and is the most popular. Good Opera!"

"This time, two outstanding racehorse girls from Treson Academy have won first and second place in the Daily Cup popularity rankings, respectively. Undoubtedly, the biggest highlight of this competition is their duel. So who will emerge victorious?"

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Chapter 52: The Competition Begins! Raging Waves vs. Fine Opera!

"We can see that the racehorses have now entered the track and are doing their final warm-up exercises. After all this is over, they will enter the gate for the 1800-meter race!"

At this moment, the voices from the commentary booth went unnoticed by the key figures present. Meanwhile, standing beside Wada, who was with Ikezoe, Tojo Hana, unusually, stood with the two of them and said calmly to Wada:

"Speaking of which, I should thank you. I never expected that after your guidance, Good Opera would actually stabilize. Although there was only one week left at that time, I felt that Good Opera's condition had indeed recovered in that week. It no longer blushed for no reason, and it didn't get distracted during training. It returned to its original state."

As she said this, Tojo Hana glanced at Wada beside her with a rather strange look and couldn't help but ask, "How did you do that? Although good opera isn't the kind of person who's troublesome, how did you manage to calm her down so quickly?"

"Or perhaps you are her lover from a past life, and the two of you are telepathically connected?"

"...I'm not too sure about that either, but when it comes to encouraging people, I'm quite experienced."

Wada really didn't know how to explain this. In fact, when Good Opera first saw him, it was very restless. Not only did it frequently avoid his gaze, but it even spoke somewhat incoherently, as if Wada were some kind of monster.

Fortunately, thanks to He Tian's persistent persuasion, the problem was eventually resolved. Since that day, Hao Geju's condition has indeed improved significantly, and now he looks no different from usual, perfectly normal, and very confident on the competition stage.

"In that case, it certainly doesn't seem like something you would do. It's just that Good Opera has simply been feeling unwell for a few days..." Tojo Hana knew she might have wronged Wada, but she still looked at Good Opera and said:

"However, if that happens, the opera will be back to its best form, and your chances of winning will actually be lower."

"How about we treat this Daily Cup as a chance to make friends? We can meet again in Satsuki afterward?" Tojo Hana wanted to give Wada a way out. She knew Hao Geju's strength very well. This GIII match was not difficult for Hao Geju. Although Meijo Nuo had worked very hard for the past two months, it was impossible for him to surpass Hao Geju.

In fact, Tojo Hana also suffered from poor information. She was busy with the team members' competitions and the training of Good Opera. She did not go to watch that friendly match, and only learned about Nutao's third place result from other team members.

If Nutao had won first place, Tojo Hana might have been surprised and then considered Nutao a true rival. But now, Tojo Hana still doesn't take it to heart, and even thinks that Good Opera will win easily.

Tojo Hana's words also made Wada glance at her sideways—it sounded like there hadn't been much interaction between Good Opera and her trainers lately.

At least for good opera, Raging Waves is definitely a formidable opponent, and she dares not be careless in the slightest. However, Tojo Hana, as the trainer, is completely unaware of this...

This also highlights a problem that Hotan is very concerned about: the state of good operas during this period does not seem to be as good as he thought or saw.

"The competition hasn't even started yet, Ms. Tojo. Perhaps Ryuu will give you a big surprise."

Wada watched as the raging torrents of energy and the beautiful opera slowly entered the stadium, fully prepared, yet still feeling somewhat uneasy...

Whether this match will develop in the way Hotan expects depends on this opening...

……

At this moment, Nu Tao, who had entered the second gate, was also extremely calm. Stepping onto the track, she was completely different from her usual timid and hesitant self. Her eyes gradually became serious as she stared intently at the track ahead.

Inside Gate No. 1 beside the raging waves, Good Opera was equally solemn. She silently closed her eyes, recalling the words that Tojo Hana had said to her before the start of the competition.

"Good opera. Although we are determined to win this competition, you have seen the results of our training recently. Your running technique is not yet fully developed. If we had more time, I would definitely have you train in running techniques for the lead. But with the Daily Cup just around the corner, we need a sure victory."

"Therefore, in this race, you must use the running style of a poor horse. As long as you use the running style of a poor horse, we will win this race."

"Is it a horse-riding machine...?"

However, Good Opera also opened its eyes again at this moment, murmuring the admonition that Tojo Hana had given it. Even Good Opera had to admit that Tojo Hana was right.

Her limited advanced skills, gleaned only from dreaming, are insufficient. To compete against a formidable opponent like Nu Tao, whom she is not yet proficient in, with a running style she is not yet adept at, is a highly reckless move.

However, what Good Opera didn't tell Tojo Hana was that her acting skills would no longer improve, while her technique was different from before.

The reason for all of this stemmed from her overthinking during that period. She was indeed not in the right state of mind for opera at that time, and the main reason was that after meeting with Wada that day, many fragments in her mind began to gradually become clear.

Not only in her dreams, but even during regular training, her attention was being diverted from opera. Her running style would unconsciously become leading, and whenever she used a leading style that she wasn't familiar with, she would feel a unique confidence welling up from her heart.

It was as if this was the true, unparalleled running style that could make her heart pound. It was as if she had already won countless battles using this style, giving her an inflated sense of confidence—a confidence that by running first, she would become even stronger!

Now, on the competition stage, this joyful and jubilant mood has become even more pronounced, and the desire for opera is simply irrepressible.

Therefore, she decided to make a bold decision—a decision that, even if she won, might displease her trainer and lead to their departure from the team.

"I'm sorry, trainer, but as the Overlord, I have my own thoughts."

"No one can stop the overlord from doing what he decides to do, just like the victory he desires—no one can even dream of getting it."

"Bang!" At that moment, the sound of the gate opening rang out, and all the racehorses rushed out of the gate at the same time!

"Perfect start! Not a single racehorse is late!" The commentator's voice came immediately, and soon the staff in charge of the live broadcast analyzed and commented on all the racehorses present.

"Quite a few female racehorses opted for a runaway strategy in this 1800-meter race! Are they all very confident in their endurance?"

"Currently leading the pack is Uma Musume, which is in third place in popularity, while sixth and ninth place are not to be outdone! And right behind it is Meishou Nutshou!"

"He could maintain almost the same speed as so many fleeing horses. If you didn't look closely, you might think that the famous general Nutao was also using the same strategy of fleeing horses!"

"And then—oh! This time, Good Opera didn't use the racing style that won her debut race, but the racing style that shone brightly at the Snow Willow Appreciation! Is she going to have a showdown with the famous Nurarihyon?!"

As expected! At this moment, the famous general Nu Tao, who was closely following the group of fleeing horses in front, subconsciously looked to his side after hearing the commentator's voice. He could still see the figure of the opera singer out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Nu Tao couldn't help but recall a week ago when she and He Tian were doing their final intensive training. However, the training was no longer about improving Nu Tao's last leg and physical fitness, but rather about analyzing the tactical steps of the opera.

“Raging Waves, you are different from Good Opera. Good Opera can choose between two running styles: the first and the second. But I only trained you in the first running tactic. Of course, this will not affect the situation at the time, but I want to tell you not to be influenced by Good Opera.”

"But trainer, you said to formulate tactics based on the situation, but I have no idea what kind of running style our good opera student will use," Nu Tao asked worriedly. He Tian also pondered this for a long time.

But finally, with a slow tap on the table, Wada confirmed his judgment and said, word by word:

"I think good operas will take the lead."

"Good operas have a strong ability to cultivate themselves. They will adjust their tactics according to different competition environments and venues. For us, there is no pressure on the 1800-meter grass field. I'm afraid it will be the same for good operas."

"Therefore, I think good opera won't use a risky, high-stakes race like a bad horse, even if it's safer that way. Instead, it will choose to start early, then unleash its power on the final straight, winning the race without any suspense!"