Drifting Towards You

The sports meeting soon began, first a group of children were dancing in the middle of the playground.

Then the immature voice sounded, and the host began to preside over the project.

Gu Xiangsi watched with enthusiasm. Zi Xi didn't stop with his small mouth, talking numbly for a while, and yelling from Xiaomu for a while, or he just kept eating snacks.

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

It doesn't appear to be noisy at all, on the contrary, it is exceptionally harmonious.

Soon, the parent-child relay race began.

There are six-year groups in elementary school, so there are six rounds in total, starting with the one-year group.

"Dad... we should go now." After being read the name, Zi Xi put down the snack in his hand and called Su Jincheng.

"En." Su Jincheng also got up after answering.

Su Jincheng was holding Zi Xi's hand as he was about to check it out. Zi Xi looked back at Jun Muze and said seriously, "Brother Xiaomu, you will cheer for me."

Gu Xiangsi also turned his head to look at Xiao Zhengma of the house next door.

The boy talks very few, a bit gloomy, compared to his own daughter who is nagging all the time, it is so quiet that it makes people feel distressed.

Jun Muze looked at Zi Xi and said nothing.

Zi Xi ran a few steps further, and asked again with his eyes widened: "Brother Xiaomu, won't you cheer for me?"

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

Jun Muze lowered his eyes and did not make a sound. Zi Xi tilted his head and thought about it, took off the whistle from his neck and put it on the boy's neck: "If you don't like to shout, just blow the whistle, OK? ?"

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

"Xixi, it's time to go." Su Jincheng reminded warmly.

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

After Gu Xiangsi, he said, "Mama, you have to cheer for Baba, otherwise Baba will be angry."

Gu Xiangsi glanced at Su Jincheng, met his warm gaze, his face flushed involuntarily.

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

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

Before long, the parents and children of the one-year group were in their respective positions.

Su Zixi and Su Jincheng are the last bats of the annual class.

Accompanied by a gunshot, the entire playground was boiling.

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

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

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

Zi Xi stared wide-eyed, waiting at the junction, anxiously jumping all over the floor: "Come on! Come on! Auntie, hurry up!"

The handover baton has been handed over to the first parent, still some distance away from her, she yelled.

But in the end, the person is small and the voice is also small.

It can't be spread far at all.

From a distance, it looks like a little grasshopper jumping around on the ground, not cute.

Soon, the handover was in the hands of the second child, a little boy, who did the problem very quickly, slightly fatter.

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

The little guy ran extremely hard. Before his legs stepped out, he stretched out more than half of his body. It felt like a professional athlete.

Soon, the handover baton was in the hands of the third parent, who was about to hand it over to Zi Xi.

Gu Xiangsi's heart also lifted up, watching the little figure on the playground closely.

"Come on! Come on!" Zi Xi shouted loudly.