Dan Youguo obviously didn’t agree with what was said. He patted Di Mingzhe on the shoulder, laughing, "You shouldn’t be that modest."
After he spoke, without waiting for Di Mingzhe’s response, he looked at Di Mingjue and sneered jokingly, "I have long heard of the third young master’s reputation. You have contributed a lot to our country’s philanthropic causes. I’m sure for this cube project you wouldn’t decline either. You truly are the pillar of strength for our empire."
With him having said all that, Di Mingjue was left with no words to reply.
Luckily, Di Mingjue had previously communicated with Di Mingzhe. Di Mingjue nodded, speaking in a frosty tone, "You flatter greatly, sir. My older brother serves the country, and you are his respected ntor. On such terms, it is only natural that we siblings will not refuse.
However, everyone has their limitations. If I fail to satisfy you, sir, I kindly ask for your understanding."
"This is a matter of national importance. You must do your best with a determined mindset."
Dan Youguo, laughing kindly with similarly affable tone, however, who couldn’t understand the true aning behind his words?
All three brothers inwardly swore at the old fox.
Dan Youguo continued, "In any case, I believe in you. I’m entrusting this honour to you. If you are able to successfully claim victory, you will be the heroes of our Great Empire, it’s utterly indispensable."
Di Mingzhe didn’t say much, rely stating four words, "We will do our best."
The best way to deal with people like Dan Youguo is to say less, as fewer words an fewer mistakes.
His statent left Dan Youguo unable to respond, and at that mont, it was Di Xiaxia’s turn. His attention was imdiately drawn towards her.
There she was, standing confidently at the highest point of the U-ramp. Nurous extre-sport athletes were cheering below, their voices continually building.
Di Xiaxia calmly took the safety helt from the trainer, put it on her head, pulled down the safety goggles, and gave a thumbs up to the athletes below.
The cheers grew even louder, "You’re cool, keep going!"
With the increasing cheers, she suddenly bent down, and with gathered montum, her skateboard shot forward. Downward slide!
She charged out onto a U-ramp, her speed picking up dramatically, as if about to take flight.
She abruptly straightened up, holding her hands out to control the direction and stability of her skateboard.
Everyone knew that the faster the speed, the harder it was to control direction and stability.
Seeing this, Di Mingzhe’s color drained from his face, his heart leaping into his throat.
She was going too fast. The U-ramp was almost a straight-line high. After rushing down, experiencing the bottom of the U-ramp, she would have to rush up the ramp on the other side, maneuver the skateboard, rotate, jump, flip, and then rush from this slope to the other.
If even one action wasn’t perfectly controlled, it would definitely result in a fall.
How could Di Mingzhe not be anxious?
In the blink of an eye, the skateboard was quickly heading towards the straight ramp on the other side.
Watching this unfold made Di Mingzhe’s heart wrench. The slope was so steep that he felt she could tumble down at any mont.
But he knew that the force wouldn’t let Di Xiaxia fall.
The difficulty lay in the flip and jump after shooting up the straight slope. This flip and jump required both the skater and skateboard to sorsault. Ensuring a stable landing after turning the skateboard and using the montum to imdiately launch into another dive, sliding to the other side, was no easy feat.
The challenge was to maintain stability and elegance in the recurring flips.
Di Mingzhe watched the fleeing figure intently, his face no longer maintaining its usual calm, but instead, turning pale white, his brow furrowed.
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