She Came To My Concert

He also ran out with a whoosh. The runway was short and the speed was so fast that there was no chance for others to react.

Zhu Wenshu was not given a chance to respond.

By the time she realized what happened, Ling Chen had crossed the finish line first, let go of her hand, and the baton fell into the frame beside her.

Zhu Wenshu originally stood at the finish line with his mobile phone in his hand to take pictures, but now he forgot about other things, and his eyes moved with Ling Chen.

He didn't stop, and when he strode past Zhu Wenshu, she heard his slight panting under the mask.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Wenshu's phone lens.

If you win without martial arts, don't shoot.

Only then did Zhu Wenshu look at the runway. Except for brother Lu Zixi, the other parents in their thirties hadn't reached the finish line yet.

Thinking of Ling Chen, a popular singer with thousands of fans, playing in person for an elementary school parent-child sports meeting, she smiled until her eyes crescented.

You also know that you are invincible.

The cheers and cheers of the crowd were heard, and Ling Siyuan also rushed over and screamed and cheered around Ling Chen.

Ling Chen tugged on his mask, exposing his nose.

It's not just to make the children happy.

Come on! The kids and parents who just won the relay race look over here!

Zhu Wenshu gathered the scattered crowd together with one sentence, Come and get the little red flower!

On the surface, the purpose of holding the sports meeting is to allow parents and students to experience the joy of sports challenges and healthy growth. In fact, the school just completed the target, and did not prepare any serious prizes. They are all gadgets, and the teachers have prepared little red flowers Stickers, send one to parents and students who win each project.

Zhu Wenshu squeezed a large stack in his hand, and put them on the faces of the children one by one, and then distributed one to their parents.

Yuanyuan ran really fast today.

Walking in front of Ling Siyuan, after Zhu Wenshu pasted him a small red flower, he also handed one to Ling Xingyan behind him, Then...

I don't want it.

Ling Xingyan waved his hands knowingly, It's not that I won the first place.

Hearing this, Zhu Wenshu turned around and found that Ling Chen had returned to the board room at some point.

She was about to go there when she suddenly felt someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.

When she lowered her head, she found that Lu Zixi was looking at her eagerly.

Lu Zixi's father was the oldest among all the parents, so she didn't get the little red flower either.

I thought that my brother would be able to win a round when he played, but he was cut off by Ling Yaojin who broke out halfway.

When Zhu Wenshu finished distributing the little red flowers, she looked at the stack left in Zhu Wenshu's hand, and walked over silently.

Zixi is also great today.

Zhu Wenshu bent down and stuck one on her, Reward a little red flower.

Although Lu Zixi didn't say anything, she still turned her head and posted Zhu Wen's book.

After getting up, Zhu Wenshu handed Lu Zibin another flower.

My brother has it too.

The other parents took the little red flowers and pasted them on their clothes at will, but Lu Zibin glanced at his sister, then tore off the film, pasted it on his face, and smiled at Zhu Wenshu.

Unfortunately, I didn't take the first place.

Second place is also great.

After speaking, Zhu Wenshu turned around and walked towards the board room.

As soon as Ling Chen took out a Coke from Ling Siyuan's equipment bag, Zhu Wenshu came over and handed out a small red flower.

This brother has it too.

what……

Ling Chen turned his face away, took off his mask and prepared to drink water.

As soon as he opened the pull ring, an icy cold touch touched his cheek.

From the corner of his eyes, Ling Chen saw the white arm stretching towards him, and with a sizzling sound, the bubbles of Coca-Cola gushed out and boiled in the air.

Chapter 29

When Zhu Wenshu realized that Ling Chen took off his mask and looked away just to drink Coke, not to signal her to post red flowers, it was too late.

There are other classes competing on the playground.

Ling Chen turned his head slowly, his eyes moved more slowly, and looked at Zhu Wenshu amidst the enthusiastic cheers.

If people's eyes are the windows of the soul, then Zhu Wenshu saw the scene before the storm from Ling Chen's window at this time—thick clouds rolling and strong winds.

Although he didn't say anything, Zhu Wenshu didn't understand why he had such a big reaction just by posting a little red flower.

Oh……

Then she realized belatedly, this is Ling Chen! It was Ling Chen who would only be presented with flowers and trophies! Not those parents who cooperate with their children to pretend to be childish and obedient in front of her.

Isn't putting a simple little red flower on the face of a National People's Congress star equivalent to wearing a JK skirt for boxing champion Tyson?

Uh……

The speed of his brain was not faster than that of his hands, and with a squeak, Zhu Wenshu tore off the little red flower from the tiger's butt.

Ling Chen let out a soft hiss, frowned at Zhu Wenshu, and then looked down at the sticker in her hand.

What are you doing?

Does it hurt you?

Zhu Wenshu said embarrassingly, I just posted the wrong person...

Maybe it really hurt a little, Ling Chen stretched out his hand and touched the place where his face was glued.

Then who did you want to post it to?

Zhu Wenshu: Ling Siyuan's father.

...

The movement of touching the face stagnated, and Ling Chen turned his head to look over, Why, he was the first to run just now?

Zhu Wenshu: ...

Wow, how did he manage to express his pride in winning the Grammy Award by being the first in an elementary school parent-child sports meeting relay?