Nangong Jin’s eyes focused for a mont as he glanced at the track and then at Di Xiaxia, whispering his rational analysis, "This is the last race, and if no one surpasses her, she’ll be the champion. All eyes are going to be on this one, so the pressure on the competitors will definitely be greater. I think she’s got it in the bag, no suspense there."
"Oh?" Di Jinxuan raised an eyebrow, "So sure?"
"Of course." Nangong Jin nodded, batting his eyelids, "After all, she’s that aweso."
"Heh." Di Jinxuan smiled, "She is pretty aweso."
Indeed aweso, she also considered Di Xiaxia to be extrely so.
"You’re pretty aweso too, wife." Nangong Jin caught Di Jinxuan’s small hand and held it firmly in his palm, looking straight ahead and parting his thin lips to speak, "Soday you will stand on a stage that’s the center of attention and dazzle everyone, just as aweso as her."
Di Jinxuan knew what he was referring to.
He must be talking about dance.
Di Jinxuan didn’t speak but instead remained silent for a while. Suddenly, she pulled her hand back and turned to look at Nangong Jin, saying earnestly, "I won’t be as aweso as her, because I’m not her. Just like she can compete in international sports events with the whole world watching, she is the competitor, she is the champion, and I, I’m just a dancer. She competes, and I cheer, just hopping around and cheering her on, how can you even compare to her?"
"Don’t say that, wife." Nangong Jin caught her hand again and stole a kiss on the back of her hand, "We’re just in different fields, believe , you’ll be the center of attention too."
Di Jinxuan furrowed her brows and violently pulled her hand back, "I’m not like her."
Nangong Jin blinked, sowhat puzzled why she’d suddenly changed her tune, but since the competition had started, he naively thought she was just being temperantal.
So he patted her head and said, "Don’t worry, my injury will heal soon, and then I can teach you dance hands-on. At next year’s dance event, you’ll definitely be the king."
Even with less than a year left, he was confident he could help Di Jinxuan reach the pinnacle. In short, it was an inexplicable self-assurance; his wife wasn’t lacking anything, just the soulful release of self that cos with sweetness, which he expected to help her find soon.
Di Jinxuan didn’t speak.
Nangong Jin also fell silent, as his attention was now on the competition.
At this mont, no matter who you are or what personal grudges you have, sitting here, as long as you’re from the Empire, you hope your country takes the crown.
Nangong Jin was no exception.
Of course, Di Jinxuan was no exception either.
At this point, she couldn’t be bothered to say anything to Nangong Jin or to take any issue with anything, because she was also focusing intensely on the ga.
This race really made people’s hearts tremble more than the previous ones.
The race started quickly, and from the comntator’s description, people knew that there was an incredibly strong female competitor, a woman from F Country, who had taken first place multiple tis in previous extre racing events.
This competitor was also known to Di Xiaxia.
She was her strongest rival and had lost to her several tis in previous extre racing events, big or small.
This competitor’s skills were outstanding, and she seed to be one of those naturally talented people.
To put it simply, for the sa move, she might need to practice ten tis to get it right.
But this person might only need three tries, showcasing a significant gap in natural talent.
This competitor, also previously heatedly discussed as a seed player, would be the last to perform, undoubtedly adding a great elent of suspense.
If she made a mistake in her performance, the championship would undoubtedly belong to Di Xiaxia.
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