The television commentator was silent was well.

The gun went off.

It was as if Lisa had installed a sound-activated switch on her body. She tore out almost the exact moment that the gun went off. In the blink of an eye, she was in the lead and increasing the distance between her and the second skater.

Then, but by bit, that distance was pulled even further apart.

She dominated the race and left everyone else in the dust.

Commit a foul? catch me if you can.

The audiences cheers were enough to quake the ground and shake mountains. The television commentator hollered, "Lisa Manoban, go for it! Maintain your edge! Hold it steady....There's only one around left! Hold it steady, ah.....! Well done beautiful Barbie doll! Congratulations, Lisa, congratulations to her! This first place did not come easy...."

The commentator suddenly teared up.

Everyone knew that this girl had experienced from yesterday until now. They knew the massive pressure she shouldered while facing this competition. When the competition name list was released, everyone's sympathy towards her outweighed their anticipation. Most people had already helped to come up with excuses for her in their hearts.

But not her.

So what if the pressure was great? So what if the entire Chinese team meant to sabotage her?

Go head.

I'm not afraid, Because I'm Lalisa Manoban Born to Rule, No one can Stop me.

"Congratulations to Lisa Manoban". The guest of the broadcast was a retired athlete. Her comments were more collected than the commentator but her eyes had dampened as well. "The new generation is ushering in a new era indeed. In her, I see the light of this generation's future".

....

After the panel of judges verified the results, Lisa skated across the ice while draped in the flag. This was the winner's privilege. She was naturally satisfied after winning. However, she was not overly  agitated nor excited. It was as if her soul was left in the hospital and she was unable to raise her spirit no matter what she did.

As she skated along while draped in the flag, she waved towards the audience mechanically. Of course, the focus of her waves was still the Koreans audience.

The Korean audience waved the flags in their hands back at her vigorously.

The stands were packed with people. Sweeping her eyes across it from the distance, Lisa naturally was unable to differentiate who was who.

However, a particular head attracted her attention.

Bright, it was really too bright....

It was a bald head with no hair. The light-coloured head stood out from its surrounding likes a yellow soybean that had made its way into a pile of black beans. What was more, the bald head reflected light as well....It gave the impression that though it was all heads, his head was several times brighter than the rest.

This was a dude that came with his own holy light effect!

Lisa could not resist giving the baldy a second look.

With this second look, she was stunned.

Jungkook sat in the stands, his gaze clear and gentle. It passed through the crowd and landed on her.

Lisa looked his direction and suddenly broke into silent tears. She could not stop the tears from falling and two obvious streaks of tears ran down her face.

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