strictlysupreme Chapter 189 Parents and Children 2 People 3 Legs
Chapter 189 Parents and Children 2 People 3 Legs
Fu Lanshan looked at the people in the same group, the tall Uncle Chang and his even taller son, Uncle Zhou and his son who were wearing spiked shoes and were obviously good at sports, and Uncle Li and Teacher Li and his son. He began to wonder if it was too late to withdraw from the competition now.
As an all-round president, Fu Lanshan is quite good at sports and has a strong heart, otherwise he would have been angered to death by the unreliable old boy Lao Fu.
The three-legged race officially began. Lin Qinglan was the signalman who blew the whistle and watched the race from the front row with the best view.
As soon as the game started, Uncle Chang and his son were like a gust of wind, leaving the others far behind.
The two people cooperated well, shouting slogans in unison.
They were tall and took big steps, so they quickly completed one-third of the distance, which was a dimensionality reduction attack on the other groups.
"Son, are you tired?" Uncle Chang looked relaxed.
"Not tired, let's run two more laps after we finish. We can't just warm up in vain." Uncle Chang's son was eager to try.
"Let's go slowly. We will definitely be first. Without your uncle Liao, the competition will be meaningless."
Uncle Chang missed Uncle Liao who was still cycling outside. They were sports buddies, and without Uncle Liao, Uncle Chang felt bored during his morning exercises.
Uncle Liao has already started his return journey. Uncle Chang had already made an appointment with him to come back and play ball together.
Mr. Chang's son turned around to check the progress of other groups and called Mr. Chang in surprise: "Dad, who is that uncle in a suit? Why is he so formal in participating in the parent-child sports meeting?"
"You're talking about Lao Fu. His thoughts are hard for ordinary people to figure out. He's been obsessed with the domineering CEO these past two days. I guess he's into the show."
Following closely behind them were Grandpa Zhou and his sons. The son in this group was young and energetic. There was a height difference between the father and sons, and the center of gravity of both of them was on little Zhou, who carried Grandpa Zhou the whole time.
"Son, slow down, I'm scared. You don't have to win this game."
"Dad! Are you happy? Hold on to my hand, let's speed up."
Uncle Zhou felt like he was about to take off, and screamed, "I don't know if I'm happy or not, but I think you're quite happy."
In third place were Uncle Li and Teacher Li, both of them as leisurely as if they were taking a stroll in the park.
"Don't worry, son. Anyway, your uncle Fu is behind us. We just need to get third place."
Teacher Li agreed with his father's words very much. He couldn't run as fast as the first two kids, but he was satisfied that he could run faster than Fu Lanshan.
As the two were talking, Aunt Shen, who started a little slower and was currently in fourth place, dragged her daughter Mengmeng and quickly moved in front of them.
"Don't worry, my girl. Mom won't let you lose."
"Mom, is it possible that you will be the one to host the sports meet? I'm just a tool." Mengmeng yawned.
Mengmeng often feels that her age and energy levels are reversed compared to Aunt Shen's.
She walked down the stairs on a whim this morning. She was so tired from walking up three flights of stairs that she had to hold her knees and gasp for breath. When she stood up straight, her vision went dark.
Aunt Shen got up at 5 o'clock to stretch, gathered at the school at 9 o'clock, and went to the gym at 8 o'clock to exercise for an hour.
The passionate mother and the anemic her.
With the tacit cooperation of the two people, they successfully surpassed Uncle Li, became the third place, and were about to catch up with the second place.
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At the same time, the old Fu team, who had been hesitating at the starting line, finally took the first step with difficulty.
"When I say one, you take your right foot. When I say two, you take your left foot." Fu Lanshan analyzed the strategy calmly.
"Ready, one, two..."
I took just one step and almost fell at the starting point.
Even Lin Qinglan was shocked.
Old Fu pointed at Fu Lanshan's feet, caught the mistake, and shouted: "Why did you step with your left foot when you shouted one?"
Fu Lanshan took a deep breath and comforted himself in his heart: "He is old, don't bother with him."
"My left foot is tied to your right foot. Listen to my instructions and don't say anything. I don't want to be the last one."
"You are almost 30 and not a grown-up anymore. Why do you have such a strong desire to win? Be calmer." Old Fu tried to change the subject.
Fu Lanshan pressed his forehead, his head buzzing: "I'll say it again, I'm 29, this is very important to me."
Fu Lanshan was a genius student who had never been second since he was a child. During his school years, he participated in sports meets and won several championships by himself. The biggest stumbling block on his road to success was his old man Fu.
"Mr. Zhong, remember to turn on the beauty filter and make yourself look handsome in the photo." Old Fu seemed to have accurately discovered the fan's idol. He waved at the camera and made a heart shape with his hands in a very artificial way.
If his feet weren't tied with straps, Fu Lanshan could have jumped two meters on the spot, staying far away from Lao Fu and keeping a clear distance between them.
Sometimes he really doesn't want to acknowledge this father.
As Old Fu was half-pushed and half-dragged by Fu Lanshan to walk forward, he turned back and shouted to Aunt Zhong: "I am definitely more handsome than the domineering CEO in the skit."
"Save the picture and send it to me after the game is over!"
"Let's go quickly, don't embarrass yourself." Fu Lanshan wished he could find a hole to crawl into. He shouldn't have been soft-hearted and agreed to let Old Fu come to participate in the parent-child sports meeting.
There are so many uncles here, can't he choose a father for himself? I don't want this one.
In order not to be the last one, Fu Lanshan threatened and bribed: "Dad, let's hurry up, second last is fine."
"If you win fourth place, I'll hang your photo on the big screen in the company building for a month."
Old Fu's eyes lit up, and he pressed on: "Put it on the headlines of my newspapers for another month."
"Deal, all up to you." Fu Lanshan considered it as a way to avoid disaster. After all, it wasn't his face that was lost.
Old Fu felt that his whole body was full of strength, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. Before Fu Lanshan could react, he took a big step forward.
Fu Lanshan was caught off guard and had just managed to stand firm when he heard the sound of cloth tearing.
Both of them looked towards the source of the sound at the same time.