I transmigrated into the male protagonist's white moonlight in a book

Tang Lin was surprised at first that Zhou Yizhe went abroad.

He remembered that there didn't seem to be such a scene in the novel, but because he didn't pay attention to it at the time, he didn't take it to heart.But no matter what, he felt that this guy's departure was a good thing for everyone.

Qi Xiao bared his teeth and said with a smile, "The grandson has caused so many troubles, I really think everyone is as blind as his father! Who is Grandpa Zhou? In ancient times, he was the god of war who led the army and the hero with sparkling eyes." A character, can he be fooled by a young man like him? With such a small trick, he dares to sell an ax in front of Lu... Lu!"

Tang Lin saw that his face was flushed with restraint, and he continued the words for him, "In front of Lu Ban, Banmen is making an axe..."

Qi Xiao nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, that's the word! To put it bluntly, this grandson took off his pants, and Grandpa Zhou knows what he's going to fart!"

Tang Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, this kid really knows how to use words.

Qi Xiao continued without knowing it, "Grandpa Zhou sent a message, saying that Zhou Yizhe is not allowed to return to China until he is 18 years old, and let him reflect on it abroad, so as not to be taught badly by his wicked mother. I still listen My dad said that the old man made a big fuss this time, and even Jing Chen's father scolded him, saying that if he doesn't send him away, he will take back all his shares in the company and let him follow the family Get out together."

After he finished speaking, he scratched his head and said uncomfortably, "Secretly, I really want Jing Chen's father to leave, but this seems a bit outrageous. My mother told me when she heard it, and warned me not to Talking nonsense in front of Jing Chen, I'm afraid he will be sad. But I don't understand, why is he sad? If my father treats me like this, and distributes my favorite game consoles, toys... to his illegitimate son, it's not good for me If I ignore him, I will definitely ignore him, and even hate him to death. I wish he would go far away and never stand in front of me for the rest of his life!"

Tang Lin rubbed his fluffy head, "Your father can't."

Parents in this world naturally love their children. Few people do so many unimaginable things like Zhou's wonderful parents...

Qi Xiao is also a child with a disposition, and his emotions change quickly, and he even thinks about it. He nodded and said, "That's right, my dad is a paper tiger. He doesn't hit me very hard. Most of them are for outsiders." Make a show."

While the two were talking, Tang Lin's gaze was fixed on Zhou Jingchen.He is a sharp arrow that leaves everyone behind in an instant.

When Zhou Jingchen rushed to the finish line with an absolute advantage, Tang Lin hugged Qi Xiao excitedly, "Number one, number one, he's so cool!"

Hearing this, Qi Xiao didn't care about anything else, he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, and said proudly, "That must be, I'm not worried at all. Who is he! He is Zhou Jingchen, the Zhou Jingchen I admired the most since childhood ..."

But before the eloquent words were finished, Tang Lin snatched the water from his hand and ran over in a hurry.

Zhou Jingchen was surrounded by a group of excited children. He was so good that he led the way from the start.The children in the class were so excited that they all surrounded him regardless of his aura of not disturbing others.

"Drink water!"

Tang Lin squeezed to the front, handed him the water excitedly, then turned to his father who was conscientiously holding up the camera and said, "Did you get the picture?"

Seeing his son happily bringing water over, Tang Jiancheng thought it was because he felt that he had worked so hard under the sun to come to condolences.Just as he was about to take it in relief, he watched his hand turn a corner and handed the water to someone else, and suddenly he felt aggrieved, "I got it, and I recorded it all for you."

Zhou Jingchen stuffed his untouched bottle of water to Tang Lin, and Tang Lin quickly unscrewed it with his white and thin paws, and handed it over graciously.

"Dad, you are tired today, you have worked hard."

Tang Jiancheng immediately cheered up when he heard the words, and after drinking a few sips of water, it was like taking a panacea. He shook his head excitedly, and said with a cheerful smile, "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's right to serve my son!"

A class of both civil and martial arts, basically achieved good results in the morning competition.Although Mr. Chen said that he was second in competition and first in friendship, after knowing the results, the smile never faded from his face.

At noon, everyone followed the teacher in the cafeteria and hurried back to their seats to wait for the afternoon game.

Yang Ying originally wanted to take her son and Zhou Jingchen out to have a good meal to celebrate, but thinking that her son would compete in the afternoon, she was afraid that her stomach would be delayed by accident, so she went to the cafeteria with them to have a bite.

During the relay race in the afternoon, Tang Lin walked to the field with the three of them, with his back straightened and his back straightened up with the earnest eyes of the whole class.

Qi Xiao kicked his legs and jumped up and down a few times, then turned around and asked, "My first blow?"

Zhou Jingchen nodded, then pointed at Tang Lin, "He is third, and I am last."

"Okay, Lin Lin don't feel pressured, these people are our defeats, except for the big tall guy from Class 3, I can't see the rest." Afraid that he would be under pressure, Qi Xiao patted him on the shoulder with a smile, He comforted him again, "I'll buy you more distance, and I will definitely let you run first. Don't worry if they really catch up later. Anyway, Jing Chen is at the bottom, even if you are at the bottom, he will overtake."

Tang Lin rubbed the center of his brows, why must he be the last one?

These few children are good-looking, and they have a unique vigor and vitality, and they have attracted the attention of many parents in a short while.

Yang Ying ran over early, took various pictures with her son in her arms, and then directed Tang Jiancheng to take a lot of close-ups of her son.

When waiting for the first bat to start, Qi Xiao really took the lead, with astonishing explosive power like a little leopard.Cheng Yi's speed is also very fast, and the two of them have been leading the way.

Tang Lin found that the guy they thought was running fast was a match for him, but the guy didn't even look at him, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Jingchen.

He suddenly remembered Tian Ji's horse racing in the textbook, and felt that he was treating himself as a second-rate product.

200 meters was not far away, and Cheng Yi came to him in an instant.Smiling and saying cheers, he gave him the baton.

Tang Lin rallied and rushed towards Zhou Jingchen with all his strength.

He finds it very strange. In the past 24 years, he has participated in countless sports games, big and small, but he has never been so excited.There was a strange yet familiar throbbing in his body, which was the long-lost blood and passion.

Since Tang Lin escaped from the traffickers, he has been exercising secretly, and he often uses Yang Ying's treadmill when he is at home.And since he found out that he signed up for the project, Tang Jiancheng even volunteered to take him to train in the community every night.

Now, although he has not fully recovered the state of his heyday, he is much better than before.

Zhou Jingchen didn't expect him to improve so fast, and his running was not slow.Although his speed was obviously not as good as that of the boy in Class [-], but because Qi Xiao and Cheng Yi were too far ahead, that man tried his best but was unable to recover.

Tang Lin rushed towards him in a hurry, his light yellow jacket was blown up slightly by the wind, like the rising sun, bursting into his sight suddenly with vigor and hope...

He ran towards Zhou Jingchen with a clear goal, and he couldn't stop because of his inertia. Just when he was about to fall, he was firmly held by a pair of immature but powerful hands.

"great."

Zhou Jingchen finished speaking with a smile, turned around and ran out.

As expected, they easily won No.1.

Tang Lin was surrounded by them, holding a cheap prize in one hand, and resting on Zhou Jingchen's shoulder with the other, showing the cute dimples on his face foolishly, and took a group photo with everyone.

After the sports meeting, their class lived up to expectations and achieved the first grade in their age group.Teacher Chen praised each of them with a smile on her face, and then asked them to line up holding hands and follow her out of the school gate.

Tang Lin hadn't eaten at school during this time. Zhou Jingchen took them out as the class monitor in the evening, so the two of them naturally didn't have to hold hands.Speaking of which, they haven't held hands for a long time.

He hesitated to rub his trouser legs, and before he could speak, he was grabbed by another cold little hand.

Zhou Jingchen's hands were very cold, which was the exact opposite of Tang Lin's stove-like temperature. They were like two extremes.

The school gate was still crowded, and the parents rushed to the front one by one, looking for their children with all their eyes, and patiently inquiring about various details of the sports meeting.And the children around him also quickly dispersed, running happily to the arms of their parents.

Only Zhou Jingchen was just himself from beginning to end...

Yang Ying was talking to other parents, when she saw him coming out, she quickly waved to him.

Zhou Jingchen nodded at him lightly, "Let's go, Auntie is calling you."

Tang Lin felt a little uncomfortable. He clenched his hand unconsciously, raised his immature face, but said in a solemn and serious tone, "Let's go home together!"

His smile is as bright and beautiful as the summer sun shining directly into people's hearts.So many years later, Zhou Jingchen couldn't forget it.

The afterglow of the sun sprinkled behind them, pulling out two long shadows.The holding hands are like a thread, connecting them intimately with each other...