Chapter 125 Don't Meet up With Fans
The crowd roared with excitement.
Noelle's banners looked brighter and more dazzling than ever.
Removing her helmet, she had barely moved when Alexis came running at her in tears, throwing her arms around her with a sob. "Noelle…"
This time, Alexis had taken first place. But she knew exactly how she'd gotten it. This race would go down as the proudest mark on her record.
And it was Noelle who made it happen.
How could she not be moved? Without Noelle, she never would have made it through that cooldown lap. She probably would've lost first place altogether.
"Why are you crying already? We're nowhere near the end."
Noelle frowned at her. "What are you going to do when you make it to the international stage, cry your way through it?"
She patted Alexis on the shoulder. "You're a pro now. Time to learn how to control your emotions."
Alexis burst out laughing at her mock-stern face, forgetting even to wipe her tears, streaks all over her cheeks. She whined, "I don't care, Noelle. Fr

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