My little dad, you can't afford to mess with me

Run to the lottery area.

The starry class fell to the end.

Shen Lang and Xiaotuanzi landed at No.2 from the bottom.

In the front is the father of the parent of the Red Rose class, who is holding the child to read the request on the small note, muttering: "In this circle, the things that need to be borrowed are... [the cutest female teacher]... ...I'll go! Pit, this is a pit!"

Well done.

This wave is really stable.

Shen Lang ran to the lottery area, skillfully carried the child on his shoulders, and under the supervision of the referee, he grabbed a note from the glass jar and ran into the crowd without even looking at it.

"What should we borrow?" Xiaotuanzi struggled.

"Ghost knows what was written," Shen Lang said, "I don't have time to read it, I just hope that I don't cheat, and don't offend the teacher."

No matter what you ask to borrow, go to a place with a lot of people first, that's right.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Just run.

With the child in his arms, San Lang ran wildly while using his hands and mouth, his teeth tore open the seal, and opened the note, which read——

【Favorite person】

Grass?

Playing furiously.

"Why don't you speak again?" San Lang repeated, "Did you hear me, the person I like the most."

Xiaotuanzi: "..."

Silent for a long time.

The child fell into sorrow again.

Shen Lang's footsteps gradually slowed down, "No one you like? That's right, puppy love is not good... Oh, by the way, parents seem to be included."

"I like big brother," the child said weakly, "TangTang likes big brother the most."

You can pull it down, pay attention to your expression.

lie.

Shen Lang was a little weak: "But you can't borrow big brother, I'm already your teammate."

"……Oh."

"?? Oh what?"

"..."

"say."

"..."

Again.

Eldest sister, if you have an opinion, you can bring it up. If you speak up, you will keep silent. Who knows what you think?

Stuffy oil bottle, twist it hard, who did you learn from?

San Lang stopped.

Standing in the middle of the runway, staring down at the child for a while, he simply turned around and ran towards the crowd of onlookers who passed by just now.

Too dangerous.

In the crowd of onlookers, Shang Yuxian pressed his index finger on his forehead, resisting the noise in his ears, and saw a young man on the track running towards him, with his daughter still wrapped in one arm.

As it got closer, Shen Lang turned the child over, looked at the child's face, raised his head to scan the crowd, and noticed the man at a glance.

There is nothing to say about genetics.

High-end fabrics, tailor-made tailoring, he is a well-dressed middle-aged man.

This look...

Really conspicuous.

The three-pointed smile is warm and modest, and the seven-pointed raised eyes are sharp and cold, and the whole person has a controlling temperament.

"My father." Xiaotuanzi whispered, a little listless.

Shen Lang slammed on the brakes without even saying hello, "Uncle, Tangtang said you are her father?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

There was a commotion all around, maybe there was a faint response from the other party's nasal cavity, but Shen Lang didn't hear it anyway.

Shen Lang sized up the man, leaned forward, and leaned into his ear: "It's been said that it's a sports meeting, are you wearing this for a show?"

With heat coming from the bottom of his ears, Shang Yuxian hid back.

Shen Lang pushed away from the crowd: "What are you hiding, come quickly."

Shang Yuxian squinted his eyes, stared at the little boy obediently hanging in someone else's arms, took a step forward, and just raised his arm, intending to take his own child...

Caught by the wrist!

The strength was so strong that he was caught off guard, making Shang Yuxian almost unable to stand still. He frowned without struggling, and the corners of his mouth sank slightly: "What are you doing..."

The voice did not fall.

"Borrow me," Shen Lang interrupted, pulling Shang Yuxian out of the crowd, "Please come with me."

Before the man could ask a question, San Lang grabbed his hand, turned around and walked on the track: "You can keep silent, but I will pretend that I didn't hear every word you said."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Shang Yuxian was a little panting.

While running, he looked at the hand holding his fingertips, and then raised his eyes to look at the side face of the young man.

About 24 years old, broad shoulders, slender waist, long legs, he runs really fast, and bears the weight of a child. Is he a new PE teacher in kindergarten?

After the age of 35, I stopped exercising.

The leather shoes didn't quite follow his feet, and Shang Yuxian's vision became more and more blurred, and he had no time to look at the road, so Ren Youth pulled him and ran to the destination with the other party.

Loot area.

"arrive."

San Lang flicked the "borrowed item" in his hand to the collection area of ​​the Sunflower class.

The note was properly handed to the referee teacher, and Shang Yuxian, who was panting, was sized up, and the corner of his mouth was hooked: "It's only 200 meters, not even enough foreplay?"

With a dark face, Shang Yuxian pressed his left belly: "..."

San Lang put the child on the ground, took off the loose hair tie from her hair, quickly tied her hair into a ball again, changed arms to hold the child, and looked back at the child's father:

"After using it, please take care of yourself."

Shang Yuxian: "???"

What is mutual generation and mutual restraint? The eloquent Mr. President at the negotiating table had a strong self-diss mentality, and he couldn't say a word at the moment.

"General Tangtang, we have enough food and grass, let's go."

"drive!"

"Xi lu lu xi lu lu!"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Looking at the back of the young man carrying his own child away, Shang Yuxian stood in the pile of things, a little dazed.

The referee teacher guarding the spoils came back to his senses, looked at the handsome man in front of him, looked at the requirements written on the note, and looked up at the back of San Lang...

qualified?

"The check is complete, the item is qualified, and the sunflower will add [-] points." The referee teacher stamped the note and said carefully, "Parents, you can leave now, please go to the audience area to rest."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

The displeasure was about to turn into a black mist, spreading around undisguisedly.

Referee teacher: "This parent?"

Shang Yuxian: "You mean, am I a trophy or a qualified item?"

The corner of the referee teacher's mouth twitched: "Uh, that's what I said, it's a request for a loan..."

Shang Yuxian's face was gentle, but his eyes were too scary, and he casually glanced at the small note in the basket.

His eyes froze all of a sudden.

What they just borrowed was themselves.

What will it be?

Shang Yuxian turned to the side, moved half a step, approached the basket, and looked down——

【Favorite person】.

The referee teacher is still explaining: "It's just a small game, the child's mind is relatively simple..."

"..."

Shang Yuxian turned his head away, the tips of his ears gradually turned red.

The referee teacher froze: "???"

The last lap is a relay.

Shen Lang and No.1 Wu Dabao's father got the note together from the lottery. Shen Lang glanced at the words on it, and ran away without even thinking about it.

Wu Dabao's father held up a note from [Auntie Canteen]: "..."

Here, as soon as Shang Yuxian walked back to the audience area, he saw Shen Lang with the child in his arms, and ran back again.

Shang Yuxian: "???"

Shen Lang waved at him from afar: "Handsome guy, don't waste time, come quickly."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

What's up with this pretentious tone?

Shen Lang ran up to him, smiling harmlessly: "Uncle, can I borrow it again?"

uncle?

Ten seconds ago he was still calling for handsome guy, Shang Yuxian: "No borrowing."

San Lang: "..."

In fact, Shen Lang was also tired. He put the child on the ground, held the little hand with one hand, and grabbed the child's father's sleeve with the other hand: "It's urgent, the last lap, are you okay?" ?”

Shang Yuxian looked at his heaving chest, "I should ask you this, are you okay, don't drop the child."

Shen Lang tilted his head and smiled: "Will it work, guess?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Shang Yuxian struggled slightly and looked around the 200-meter sports field.

Ask a man if he is okay, how do people answer this question?

Looks like it's time to restart the morning jogging program.

Anyway, Xiaotuanzi was too much tossed, the child squatted limply on the ground and couldn't get up, "Big brother, I'm really tired."

Shen Lang was taken aback, let go of Shang Yuxian's wrist, looked away from the child's father's face, and landed on the child's face, "You guys, big and small, are making trouble, right? Tangtang, you mean, You want to give up?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

"No," Xiaotuanzi said softly, "I'm just too tired and want to rest for a while."

"Take a break, I told you about the tortoise and the hare." San Lang said with a straight face, "You want to admit defeat, don't you?"

Seeing that acting like a spoiled child was useless, Xiaotuanzi stood up aggrieved, "No, no, it's just..."

Shen Lang was heartbroken: "Yes! You just want to admit defeat! You want to lose to Wu Dabao, but I will lose to Wu Dabao's father!"

Xiaotuanzi: "..."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Shen Lang felt dejected: "We both agreed in advance, we must persevere and win the championship. Shang Tangtang, big brother carried you and ran 1000 meters, and you have to give up on the last lap. You don't mean anything, what will you do in the future?" friend?"

Xiaotuanzi panicked, choked up a sob, stepped forward and grabbed Shen Lang's hand, raised his head and coaxed in a low voice: "I keep my word, keep my word, don't be angry, huh?"

Shang Yuxian: "..."

"I'm not just angry, it's a matter of principle," Shen Lang said seriously, "If you hang up your character, you will be sued, and no one will play with you in the future, and you will be blacklisted, don't you know?"

The child stood at attention: "I know."

"Let's take this as an example?"

"example."

Shang Yuxian: "..."

After a high five with the child, San Lang squatted down, picked up the child, and looked back at the Dandelion class at the corner.

Wu Dabao's father held his fat son in his left hand, and a borrowed canteen lady in his right hand, and chased after him with heavy steps.

"The end of the crossbow."

A hint of sarcasm floated from the corner of the young man's mouth.

"Hold me tight."

The thin but strong muscles tightened, like a hunting leopard, it grabbed Shang Yuxian, picked up the child, and rushed straight to the finish line on the opposite side of the track.

Shang Yuxian: "..."

Xiaotuanzi: "..."

"Tang Bao'er, let me tell you a secret." Speaking intermittently and panting heavily, San Lang said to the child in his arms, "The championship trophy is made of crystal. Big brother chose it himself. It's one in a hundred. It's so beautiful."

"Really?"

"Do you want to win?"

"miss you!"

"Don't admit defeat?"

"Don't lose, win, and persevere!"

"Great, whose daughter is this, is your name Damei?"

While running and teasing the baby, Shen Lang heard the giggling of the child in his ears, glanced at the man beside him from the corner of his eyes, and raised his chin triumphantly.

120 m.

70 m.

30 meters...

Shang Yuxian remained expressionless, and looked sideways at the young man.Unexpectedly, someone could coax the lonely daughter so happy.

He is really young.

High spirits.

Thinking back to myself ten years ago, I only cared about working hard at that time, so I was not half as energetic as him.

Shang Yuxian secretly sighed, he was actually grateful in his heart.

……