Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"The performances of the classes in front of the monitor were all very good..."

A horse racing girl who was in charge of extra performances said with some uneasiness.

Hearing this, some of the horse girls present also lowered their heads. The performance in the previous class added a lot of pressure to them.

The horses began to doubt themselves tacitly, and a feeling of unconfidence continued to spread in this classroom.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange, and then two voices sounded.

"It's okay! We can perform well too!"

Ulala raised her hands and said loudly, her pupils containing cherry blossoms shining as always.

"That's right! We can perform better than them! Everyone! Look up!"

King Sakura Jin said loudly when she saw that the atmosphere was not right. Her eyes were the same as Ulala's, with a faint cherry blossom inside them, and her tea-purple pupils also exuded a confident light.

"We must at least give it a try! Everyone has put a lot of effort into this drama festival! Not only the performance team for the performance! There is also the script team responsible for the script! There is also the logistics team and makeup team responsible for the props..."

"We had so many rehearsals in the gym! Taking time out of our daily training to practice the drama!"

"If we get discouraged before we finish, won't all our previous efforts be in vain!"

Urala picked up Sakura Jinwang's words.

"And everyone's performance was great! No worse than other classes at all!"

"Everyone! Ulala promises! We will definitely be able to complete this performance perfectly!"

All the horse ladies who lowered their heads raised their heads again, including Mi Yu and Desert Hero, who were wrapped in unconfidence.

"Yes...it's okay!"

The desert hero's glasses flashed with white light, and then her firm eyes appeared again.

Mi Yu blinked, remembering what Sir Liu said to her last night.

Those who love to doubt and love to fly are birds, but your master is the grass.

...is it poetry?

But it is indeed quite appropriate. I am not like a bird that longs to fly but often doubts myself...

But can I really act well?

Can I really give a perfect performance to everyone and the audience?

Can I really do what I want and not let everyone have regrets about the memory of this drama festival?

Can you really do it yourself?

Miyu...can it really be done?

Wouldn’t you be nervous, wouldn’t you make a small mistake, wouldn’t you be timid because of the audience’s gaze, wouldn’t you ruin everyone’s hard work because of sudden fear?

Can I really act like a real princess?

Miyu recalled in his mind the eldest princess played by Mejiro McQueen, the elegance that could be revealed without being able to express it...

That kind of temperament that can't be concealed even in a simple long skirt...

Can you really do it yourself?

"OK…"

Mi Yu's voice was not as loud as other Ma Niang's, but her firm tone was still revealed in it.

Big brother, Xiaowu and Yingxiong all believed in Mi Yu... Mom and dad also called Mi Yu and made an appointment to watch Mi Yu's performance...

Book friends who also like "Happy Blue Rose" also watched Mi Yu in the audience...

Rice bathing can be done, it can be done, it can be done!

This time, we will definitely not disappoint everyone who believes in Miyu like the last competition!

The atmosphere in the class returned to its original state, and the uneasy feeling was dispelled by two shining stars.

Seeing that his momentum was slowly building up, King Sakura nodded happily, and then a notification came from his phone.

"Everyone! We are going to prepare the scene!"

...

"thank you all!"

Another class performance ended, and there was loud applause from the audience.

"The next ones will be Miyu and the others."

"Um."

Sir Liu and Ryoshi Miyano were talking, and then they got a little tired and leaned against a certain "tree".

Ling Chuansuke's eyes were still staring at the stage, his eyes were very excited. This was an event he hadn't participated in for a long time!

Ever since cancer came to me, I couldn't do this or that. Apart from the Internet, I seemed to be isolated from the rest of the world, staying in the hospital and at home.

Such a huge crowd! It wasn't the crowds of people in the hospital that made him excited, but he felt lucky to be free from his previous cancer.

...

"We are next!"

Ulala put her head back from the door of the preparation room and said to the other people in the room.

Some of them took deep breaths to calm down, some kept reciting their own words, and some were chatting with friends, unable to hide their excitement.

Miura Bourbon sat alone in the corner, holding a script and thinking about what could be improved in his performance.

Miyu, who had just finished taking a deep breath, looked at Miura Bourbon, who was riding a horse, and walked over gently.

"Um...Bourbon-san...are you nervous?"

Miura Bourbon heard Mi Yu's weak voice and put down the script in his hand and looked at Mi Yu.

There is only calmness in the light blue pupils.

"I don't have any nervous emotions, but Mi Yu, you are obviously very nervous. I suggest you take a deep breath to adjust."

"Well...thank you!"

Miyu bowed to Miura Bourbon and then turned around and looked at the horses behind him, recalling in his mind the huge crowd he saw when entering the venue.

I don’t know how many times more people performed than me when I was the winner...

Mi Yu exhaled, and she made fists with both hands to cheer herself up.

Come on rice bath! OK!

She turned to look at Miura Bourbon who was staring at her. She was suddenly startled, her face turned red and she ran away shyly.

Miura Bourbon: “…”

Miura Bourbon stared at Miyu's leaving figure,

Miyu classmate, special.

Relying on the whole class's hard work in the drama festival these past few weeks, Miura Bourbon's impression of his little classmate has also increased a lot.

Mi Yu also publicly stated in front of the media that he was her opponent, but he was different from other challengers.

In the days after the press conference, Mi Yu would run away or hide in panic when he saw him.

How should I put it...like a frightened rabbit.

Miura Bourbon could notice that the eyes of other challengers looking at him were either serious or passionate.

This is the first person who is as nervous as Mi Yu and has these... feelings that he can't describe.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Miura Bourbon picked up the script again. At the moment, what was more important than those things was to make this performance perfect.

"Mimi! Mimi! Where do you think we can get this time?"

Ulala, wearing a pink elf costume, asked Mi Yu.

"Um... I should... be in the top ten..."

Mi Yu hesitated for a moment and then slowly expressed his guess.

"Eh? Ulala thinks we can take first place!"

Ulala said confidently, and then a voice sounded from the door.

"Everyone, please get ready! It's time for you to arrive at the scene!"