Chapter 800

Ling Xiaohan takes a look at the list and wants to kill instantly.

What kind of games are they?

First project, ass balloon?

Both husband and wife stand back-to-back, and the teacher specifies the color of the balloon. After the teacher reads out what color of the balloon, the baby finds the color of the balloon from the box 10 meters away, carries the balloon to the parents, and lets the back-to-back parents sit down at the same time, one is the winner when the balloon is broken.

The second project, bound foot walking.

Both husband and wife tie one foot together, carry their children from the starting point to the end point, and then return to the starting point. The one with short time wins.

The third project, improvisation.

Both husband and wife perform a program with their children.

The third one is a little normal, but the first two.

Especially the first one, he can't stand it.

After reading the project list, Ling Xiaohan throws the list behind him.

"What's the point of winning?"

"Win with your son, make him happy. And there are big rewards for winning. " Ji Qianchen really doesn't understand. This guy, don't you understand such a simple truth?

"What reward can I pay for?"

When Ling Xiaohan said this, he took a look at his son beside him and seemed to ask for his advice.

"Can money buy happiness and happiness? No matter what, you can give me a good competition in the future. Don't be lazy, don't pretend to be dead, do you hear? " Ji Qianchen gave Ling Xiaohan a preventive injection.

After a while, the teacher with the microphone began to gather. "Next, let's invite the children from class one of middle school and your parents to come to the front of the starting point of my station to gather. We are going to start the first activity soon."

Ji Qianchen holds Ling Xiaohan in one hand and Ling Yichen in the other hand, just like holding a big child and a small child together to gather in front of the teacher.

A dozen children and parents in the class stood in a row.

There are more than ten tracks in total, and a row of boxes with various balloons are placed at the starting point.

After the teacher announced the rules, he asked the parents to explain them to their children, and then the parents went to the opposite side ten meters away.

When Ji Qianchen passed by again, he crouched down and kneaded the little face of nianling Yichen, "honey, can you distinguish the colors?"

"Mommy, isn't Chen an idiot, OK?" Ling Yichen solemnly tells Ji Qianchen.

"It's not the best. When the teacher reads the color later, you will find the color of the balloon and run desperately to put it in front of mom and Dad, don't you know?"

"Oh, I see. Mummy is so wordy. When the teacher says the rules, he knows them."

"Well, then I won't worry. Instead, I will worry about your father." Ji Qianchen drags the unwilling Ling Xiaohan to the opposite side of the game.

All the parents stand back to back.

Ling Xiaohan is like a great mountain standing in the same place. Like the eldest brother, he doesn't move. But Ji Qianchen is worried.

"Can we stand well?"

Ji Qianchen sighed.

"Don't I stand well?"

Ling Xiaohan turned his eyes and put his hands in his trouser pocket to play cool.

"Not so. You have to turn your head and turn your back to me." Ji Qianchen breaks Ling Xiaohan's body and finally makes him stand in a good position.

Ji Qianchen also stands well, his back is close to Ling Xiaohan's back.

The small Ji Qianchen is pasted with the tall Ling Xiaohan. This picture is quite interesting.

Some parents can't help but look at Ling Xiaohan, who is tall and handsome and famous in Yuncheng.

The Lingxiao cold, who is back against the past, looks at the distance empty in his eyes.

The expression on his face was all alienation and indifference.

The kindergarten teacher with the microphone announced the start of the activity.

"Would you please find the red balloon in the box and transport it to the opposite parents immediately? I'll count three, two, one, and start... "

Ling Yichen was almost the fastest one. He immediately aimed at a red balloon from the box and ran to the opposite side with it.

"Come on, it's time. Come on, it's time." Ji Qianchen claps this hand to cheer Ling Yichen on.

The distance of ten meters is actually very short.

Ling Yichen is the first to arrive in front of Ling Xiao in the morning of the cold age.

"Come on, son, put the balloon in."

Ji Qianchen took a step forward to make a gap.

The premise is that the back cannot be pasted away from the back of Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Yichen put the balloon under their buttocks.

"Honey, come on, sit down together."

In the early days of the Qing Dynasty, he urged Ling Xiaohan.

Standing still, Ling Xiaohan's face was filled with pride and dislike for the balloon.

"No, it's dirty."

Ling Xiaohan is determined not to compromise.Ji Qianchen is going mad.

What's the difference between calling him or not?

He put out his hand and pinched his wrist. "Do you want to sit or not?"

Bang -

several groups of families on the other side have broken the first balloon.

Only Ling Yichen, who was the first to arrive, did not break the first one.

Ling Yichen was all in a hurry when he stood there.

"Dad, hurry up. All the other children have run back."

"If you lose, you lose." Ling Xiaohan is in line with the principle that he will never do such a disgraceful thing even if he loses. No matter how persuasive they are, they will not sit down.

Finally, watching the time come, the winner becomes another family 's bag.

When we broadcast our results.

"The teacher read," Ling Yichen children's family, sitting in the broken balloon 0

Hearing the result of the battle, Ji Qianchen covered his face, but he couldn't hold it.

Ling Yichen was even more angry.

At the same time, the mother and son turn their eyes to Ling Xiaohan and walk back to the starting point together.

Ling Xiao cold curled his mouth, not satisfied.

Then we go back to the starting point, and then we have a second project.

This time, Ling Yichen and other children arrived 10 meters away from each other. Then Ling Xiaohan and Ji Qianchen tied their feet with ropes at the starting point.

With the teacher's order, all the families ran forward with the slogan of one, two, one.

"Daddy, Mommy, come on, come on, come on."

Ling Yichen jumped up to cheer them on.

But as soon as he got out of the line, Ji Qianchen fell to the ground.

The reason is that Ling Xiaohan's legs are too long, and his step-by-step stride is not the same frequency as Ji Qianchen's step.

So she fell to the ground with honor.

See Ji Qianchen fall.

When he wiped his elbow on the ground, his heart ached to the extreme. He immediately squatted down and untied the rope tied to his feet and lifted Ji Qianchen from the ground.

"Hello, Ling Xiaohan, where are you going to hold me? I can still continue when I get up?"

"What to continue? I'll send you back to check."

"I'll go. I'm not so delicate. I'll scratch my skin."

"My woman, it's impossible to scratch her skin. We can't compete in this competition. It's boring." Ling Xiaohan insists on holding Ji Qianchen to go.

Ji Qianchen resolutely refused, "you put me down, and Chen is still there. So many teachers and parents are watching. Do you want your son to see this kind of weak and irresistible fall and give up the demonstration of the game?"

Ji Qianchen has been in the ear noisy, Ling Xiao cold impatiently stare at her, "then what do you want?"

"Let me down and keep playing!"