Chapter 1829 You Talk Too Much

The sports meeting started soon. First, a group of children danced cheerleading in the middle of the playground.

Immediately, a childish voice sounded, and the host began to host the project.

Gu Xiangsi watched with enthusiasm, and Zixi kept her mouth shut, talking numbly for a while, brother Xiaomu yelling for a while, or eating snacks non-stop.

But the sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

It doesn't seem noisy at all, but it is extraordinarily harmonious.

Soon, the parent-child relay race began.

There are six grade groups in elementary school, so there are six rounds in total, starting from the grade one group.

"Father...we should go." After the name was read, Zi Xi put down the snacks in her hand and called Su Jincheng.

"En." After Su Jincheng responded, he also got up.

Su Jincheng held Zi Xi's hand and was about to go to the inspection, Zi Xi looked back at Jun Muze, and said seriously: "Brother Xiaomu, you will cheer me up."

Gu Xiangsi also turned to look at the young lady next door.

The boy spoke little and was a bit gloomy. Compared to his own daughter who was nagging all the time, he was so quiet that it made people feel distressed.

Jun Muze looked at Zi Xi, but said nothing.

Zixi ran a few more steps, widened her eyes and asked again: "Brother Xiaomu, won't you cheer me on?"

"Aze." The boy's father said softly.

Jun Muze lowered his eyes and said nothing, Zi Xi tilted his head and thought for a while, then took off the whistle that was hanging around his neck, and put it on the boy's neck: "If you don't like shouting, just blow the whistle, okay?" ?”

Jun Muze looked down at the whistle on his neck, it was light pink.

"Xixi, it's time to go." Su Jincheng reminded in a gentle voice.

"Okay." Zi Xi nodded and waved at Jun Muze.

When Gu Xiangsi passed by, he said, "Ma Ma, you have to cheer for Papa, otherwise Papa will be angry."

Gu Xiangsi glanced at Su Jincheng, met his warm gaze, and blushed involuntarily.

"As long as you talk a lot, what should you do if you make a mistake in the arithmetic problem." Gu Xiangsi said softly.

Zi Xi made a face at her, and followed Su Jincheng away.

It didn't take long for the parents and children of the first-year group to take their places.

Su Zixi and Su Jincheng are the last ones in class one year.

With a gunshot, the entire playground boiled.

Nothing can resist the purest enthusiasm of the children, as well as their wanton youth.

The children stood up from their seats one after another, and the teacher did not restrain them too much.

Many parents also stood up and started to cheer. At this moment, everyone's emotions were substituted into this game.

Zixi stared wide-eyed, waiting at the junction, jumping up and down anxiously: "Come on! Come on! Auntie, hurry up!"

The baton has been handed over to the first parent, and she was still some distance away, so she shouted at the top of her voice.

But after all, the person is small, and the voice is also thin.

It can't spread far at all.

From a distance, it looks like a little grasshopper jumping around on the ground, so cute.

Soon, the baton was handed over to the second child, a little boy who did the questions very quickly and was slightly fat.

After finishing, he hurried to his father with short legs.

The little guy ran extraordinarily hard. Before he could step out his legs, he stretched out more than half of his body. He looked like a professional athlete.

Soon, the handover baton was passed to the third parent, and it was about to be handed over to Zi Xi.

Gu Xiangsi's heart also lifted, and she looked closely at the small figure on the playground.

"Come on! Come on!" Zixi shouted loudly.