The sports meeting started soon, with a group of children Cheerleading in the middle of the playground.
Then the tender voice sounded, and the host began to preside over the project.
Gu Xiangsi is looking at it vigorously, Zixi in the side of the small mouth did not stop, a moment numb said, a little numb brother called, or is not stop eating snacks.
But the sun is just right and the breeze is not dry.
It is not noisy at all, but extremely harmonious.
Soon, the parent-child relay race began.
There are six year groups in primary school, so there are six rounds in total, starting from the one-year group.
"Dad It's time for us to go. " After being read to the name, Zi Xi put down the snacks in his hand and called Su Jincheng.
"Yes." Su Jincheng responded and got up.
Su Jincheng took Zixi's hand and was about to go to check in. Zixi looked back at Jun Muze and said seriously, "brother wooden, you will cheer me on."
Gu Xiangsi also turned to look at the small Zhengtai next door.
The boy's words are few, a bit gloomy, compared to the whole nagging daughter, it is simply quiet and heartbreaking.
Jun Mu Ze looks at Zi Xi and doesn't speak.
Zi Xi ran forward a few steps again, widened his eyes and asked again: "brother wooden, don't you give me fuel?"
"Azer." The boy's father spoke softly.
Jun Mu Ze drooped his eyes and did not make a sound. Zi Xi tilted his head to think about it. He took the whistle off his neck and put it on the boy's neck: "if you don't like to shout, will you blow the whistle?"
Jun Muze looked down at the whistle on his neck, light pink.
"Xi Xi, it's time to go." Su Jincheng warm voice to remind.
"All right." Zi Xi nodded and waved to Jun Mu Ze.
After Gu Xiangsi's opening way: "Ma Ma, you have to give Baba oil, or Baba will be angry."
Gu Xiangsi took a look at Su Jincheng, facing his warm and cool eyes, his face turned red involuntarily.
"As long as you talk a lot, it depends on what you do wrong in arithmetic." Gu Xiangsi said softly.
Zi Xi made a face at her and followed Su Jin Cheng.
Before long, the parents and children of the one-year group were in their places.
Su Zixi and Su Jincheng are the last of a class a year.
With a shot, the whole playground was boiling.
What can not resist the children's most pure enthusiasm, and wanton flying youth.
The children got up from their seats, and the teacher didn't have too much restraint.
Many parents have also stood up to start refueling, this moment, everyone's emotions have been put into the game.
Zi Xi glared at the big eyes, waiting at the junction, and hurriedly jumped all over the ground: "come on! come on. Auntie, hurry up
The baton had been handed over to the first parent, and there was still some distance from her, so she yelled at the top of her voice.
But in the end, the person is small, the voice is also small.
It can't go far.
From a distance, it looks like a grasshopper hopping on the ground. It's not cute.
Soon, the hand over stick to the second child's hand, is a little boy, the problem is done quickly, a little fat.
After finishing, he ran to his father with short legs.
The little guy ran very hard, and his legs had not stepped out, but he stood out for the majority of the time, which made him feel like a professional athlete.
Soon, the baton will be handed over to the third parent's hand, will be handed over to Zi Xi immediately.
Gu Xiangsi's heart also then raised, looking closely at the small figure on the playground.
"Come on! Come on Zi Xi cried out.