Chapter 14 Chapter 14 Faded a bit
Since they were going to bet, Lan Nongnong didn't just want to watch the fun. She couldn't sit still either. She would get up from time to time and lean against the window to gaze into the distance. She just wished she had a telescope so she could see who had the potential to win.
Qin Jingyao sat steadily in the armchair, sipping tea leisurely, and his attention was more focused on her, watching her sometimes clench her fists nervously, sometimes shake her head in anger, and sometimes cheer excitedly, sitting for a while, standing for a while, and even jumping up and down when she was deeply fascinated.
He no longer asked her to sit down, but only asked her to rest when her cheeks flushed or her throat was tired. He felt that just looking at her alone was too lively to handle, and only occasionally glanced at the area below his eyes.
The purpose was to please her, so he was willing to lose rather than win, and even hinted at something in his words.
"Those who start first can use the time to build up their strength, like the red boat that Nong Nong just praised for its late-game comeback, if they can maintain their initial momentum, they can certainly compete for the championship. However, on the racetrack, strength is ultimately what counts, and occasional luck is not the foundation for constant victory."
He suddenly raised his arm, and pointed his slender fingers as steady as pine branches towards the center of the river. Then he saw a yellow boat cutting through the waves, with its dragon head held high.
"Throughout the six rounds of competition, Huang Zhou has consistently led the way, with the rowers maintaining a steady rhythm and the boat maintaining a well-balanced draft. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this time he will undoubtedly be the winner."
His voice was as deep as the collision of gold and jade, and he said with a smile, "So, I will suppress this boat."
The yellow boat was like an arrow shot from a bow, leaving its opponent behind by more than a whole boat body.
Lan Nongnong was fully focused and naturally saw it, but judging from this round alone, Huang Zhou was indeed outstanding, but it could only be said that it was not that Huang Zhou was too strong, but that the others in the same round were weak.
She calculated the time with interest. The finishing time of each round fluctuated within two cups of tea, which was about seven minutes. The difference between the two rounds was within five breaths. Seven hundred feet was a medium-distance track. Physical strength and speed were the most important, but the explosive power at the critical moment was like adding wings to a tiger.
As he said, the first runner can indeed conserve his energy, but in a close race, she is more optimistic about the warrior who can suddenly accelerate at the critical moment.
After all, victory or failure in a battle of millimeters often depends on a moment of explosion.
There was no stopwatch for comparison, and judging from the surface alone, it was indeed difficult to tell without careful counting. No wonder even he was confused by the surface.
Lan Nongnong was secretly delighted, and her face inevitably showed some of it. She turned her head back, her smile particularly bright. Seeing his serious expression, her joy was even greater. She couldn't suppress the corner of her lips that raised, and said in a sonorous tone: "I bet on the second round of Red Boat!"
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Although the competition was supposed to last all day, the finals began in earnest after only a half-hour break for lunch. Lan Nongnong carefully counted the time, and the result was: sixty-four dragon boats began racing at 7:00 PM, with a round every two-quarters of an hour. After five rounds, the final eight would be eliminated, and the winner would be decided at 3:50 PM.
As the eight dragon boats rushed towards the finish line like arrows, at the last thirty strokes, the red-glowing silhouette of the boat suddenly rose up, and amid the roars of the rowers, the bow of the boat split the finish line by half a foot.
Lan Nongnong immediately jumped up excitedly, clapping her hands on the windowsill. She couldn't help but turn around and hug Yao Jing, who she had pulled up to watch the finals. She looked up and boasted to him repeatedly.
"Haha, I told you! Explosive power at crucial moments is the key to victory! So what? Are you convinced?"
"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?"
Qin Jingyao let her leap for joy in his arms, his arms firmly wrapped around her restless body. His heart softened from being touched by her, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Nong Nong has a keen eye for heroes. I am sincerely convinced and willing to accept defeat."
"Whatever Nongnong wants, tell me, and I will certainly fulfill it."
Lan Nongnong chuckled twice, feeling extremely proud. She clasped his arm and pondered for a moment. Her dark eyes turned, and she said shrewdly, "I already have everything I need. There's nothing else to ask for. But since we made an appointment, I must keep my word."
"Well, I can't think of it anyway. Since you lose, it's up to you to figure it out. You have to satisfy me."
Although Qin Jingyao did not deliberately inquire, she was innocent and naive, and told him her situation in a few words. It turned out that she lived in a rented house and had to take care of all the daily necessities by herself.
On weekdays, she only consigned her needlework and sewing to the embroidery workshop to exchange for some small change to make a living.
She had no luxurious household, no fine clothes or delicacies, no servants to keep her company, and no family background to rely on. In the eyes of the world, her situation was probably worse than that of ordinary people. She was bound to be short of money, so how could she dare to claim to have everything she wanted?
With Qin Jingyao's status and position, he had seen people who claimed to be indifferent to fame and wealth and not to pursue glory. However, those people had all experienced the ups and downs of the mortal world, or had seen the most prosperous scenes in the world, and only then had they tempered their hearts to be free from worldly desires.
Everyone has his own fate, and he will not comment on it.
The young woman in his arms, who was in her prime, had a delicate and graceful appearance in her eyes. Even though she lived in the market without any arrogance, one could tell from the calmness in her bones that she must have been raised like a pearl.
Although she is not a rich and beautiful woman, she has never experienced the ravages of wind and rain.
It is human nature to compare and admire wealth. Even in wealthy families, there are many people who are scheming for power and money.
For a girl like her who has not experienced the hardships of the world and has not known the extreme luxuries of the world, the so-called contentment with the ordinary is nothing more than a temporary act of aloofness or a pretense of reserve because she has never tasted the sweet dew.
Thinking of this, my interest faded a little.
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