Nangong Jin's eyes focused for a moment 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 awesome."
"Heh." Di Jinxuan smiled, "She is pretty awesome."
Indeed awesome, she also considered Di Xiaxia to be extremely so.
"You're pretty awesome 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, "Someday you will stand on a stage that's the center of attention and dazzle everyone, just as awesome as her."
Di Jinxuan knew what he was referring to.
He must be talking about dance.
