After a while, Kong Xiaoxiao came to her senses, and calmly said: "Wake up, how long have you two known each other, where did you get such an older daughter?"
Xiaopang was even more calm: "Sister Xiao, you just have to wake up. Is this the point? The point is where did the two men get their daughters?"
"..." Kong Xiaoxiao, "I'm sorry."
It was she who forgot that men can't actually have children.
"So what's the situation with them?" Xiaopang couldn't help asking.
Kong Xiaoxiao said: "I want to know too."
So the two looked at the stage outside the window in silence again.
Song Yan on the stage also wanted to ask what the hell was going on.
He and Xia Zhiye are at the age with the best physical strength and responsiveness, such as relay water transfer, cooperative shooting, guess what you draw, physical strength and intelligence compared to those social animal parents who usually work overtime or stay up late are in a state of crushing, Easily reached the semi-finals.
As long as they enter the semi-finals, there will be a sixth prize at worst. As for whether they can get the princess castle that Little Mahjong likes, it all depends on the ranking of the last event.
Song Yan originally thought that he had persuaded himself to do a good job of psychological construction, so he regarded it as an interesting themed sports meeting.
However, when we advanced to the semi-finals and stood on the stage holding a little mahjong hand with Xia Zhiye alone and accepted the baptism of the curious eyes of other children with five other young parents, I still felt extremely ashamed.
So a handsome face almost scared the children in the front row to tears, but Xia Zhiye at the other end was still coquettishly posing to a row of cameras below the stage.
The host glanced at the pair of handsome boys who had attracted countless spectators, and said with a smile: "Our two little classmates have performed quite well. Sure enough, youth has strength. I hope you will continue to work hard. Of course, other Families also need to cheer, because our last game - saving the baby, is very challenging."
After finishing speaking, the curtain behind the stage fell, revealing the six tracks built in the parent-child paradise. At the far end of the track was a high rock climbing wall with a row of railings, and behind the railings were small tables and chairs.
The host turned around and introduced: "Later, our staff will take the children to the top to wait for the parents. Parents need to pass through many barriers, climb to the peak, and meet our babies. In the end, we will get the babies first. The parent of the little red flower in his hand is our first prize winner today, so parents, for the sake of the baby, let's go!"
As soon as the words fell, a little boy next to him yelled: "Yeah! Daddy go! We must be the first! Beat them! Ultraman! Beep beep beep beep—"
Tooting, he bumped his head against a pair of straight and slender legs.
When she looked up, she met a cold and handsome face.
Shuaibi looked down at him: "We are."
little boy:"?"
Shuaibi was expressionless: "We are number one."
little boy:"… "
Parents of little boy: "..."
Xia Zhiye: "..."
"Sorry, he has a special way of joking." Xia Zhiye saw that Song Yan and the little boy were about to stupefy the other children, so he quickly pulled him back, and then angrily and funny He asked, "He is five years old, and you are also five?"
Song Yan kept a straight face and said nothing.
The victory or defeat between men has never been related to age.
Although he is not interested in this kind of parent-child activities that seem very stupid, but he has always had a strong desire to win and lose, and he can't lose if he comes here.
Even if the opponent is a five-year-old child, he cannot lose.
But he didn't expect that the challenge level set by the organizer hadn't considered the situation of the two big boys from the very beginning.
In the first level, two people ran with three legs. The height difference between them was the smallest with long legs and coordination of limbs. They were far ahead without any pressure.
However, when it came to the second level, I found that things were not that simple.
The second level is called "Family Pillar". The so-called "Pillar of the Family" is to ask one of the family members to stand on the ground to do plank support, while the other family member sits on him and shoots darts on the target directly in front of him. You can get up any time you have tied up 30 rings.
Other families have a father and a mother, and the mother sits on the father, but the two of them are both over 1.8 meters tall, so it is not easy to look at.
Xia Zhiye didn't say much, just rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, exposing his slender and powerful forearms, and then bent down on the ground: "Come up."
Xia Zhiye's figure was already extremely superior, but now she was placed among a group of married men, with broad shoulders, long legs, long buttocks.
…
The butt is really pretty.
Song Yan didn't know why his attention fell on Xia Zhiye's butt.
And Xia Zhiye didn't wait for his response for a long time, turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, are you fascinated by my perfect back?"
"... Get lost." Song Yan found fault with a blank face, "Why are you doing the plank?"
"Then how about I sit on you with a height of 1.87145 Jin, and your small body can bear it?"
Song Yan: "..."
Xia Zhiye smiled: "Don't worry, my waist is fine, just sit down."
There is obviously nothing wrong with a sentence from the literal meaning, but Song Yan always feels that there is something wrong with it.
But since there were children around, it was not easy to stage a pornographic scene, so I could only resist the urge to beat Xia Zhiye, and sat on Xia Zhiye's back with a cold face.
No matter how thin Song Yan was, he was still a big boy of 1.8 meters. The skeleton was placed there, no matter how light it was, it would not be too light. When he felt the weight suddenly pressed down on his waist, Xia Zhiye instantly tightened his core muscles.
And Song Yan, in order to fix the posture and ensure the accuracy of the head, pressed Xia Zhiye's back with one hand, pinched the dart with the other, and unconsciously clamped Xia Zhiye's waist with his legs.
At that moment, Xia Zhiye understood what it meant to be self-inflicted and unable to live.
He is obviously at the age where two pieces of wood can drill a prairie fire, why does he have to pull Song Yan to participate in this interactive activity originally designed for couples.
Kong Xiaoxiao, who didn't know when she had dragged Xiaopang to the front of the stage, shook her head with relief: "The world is going down, it's really going down."
Fatty: "... Sister Xiao, don't you think the combination of your facial expressions and lines is very weird?"
Kong Xiaoxiao stared at the stage intently: "What do you know, just watch your game."
The competition has reached a heated stage.
Song Yan's eyes were steady, his hands raised and dropped, five darts, the darts must reach, and soon enough thirty rings, while other opponents were still trying not to miss the target, they had already quickly completed the task and rushed to passed the next level.
Then completely stupid.
In the third level, the two cooperated on the horizontal bar.
Two people are required to hug each other face to face, without squatting down, and then pass under the crossbar without touching the crossbar and without touching the ground with other parts of the body except the feet.
Xia Zhiye is 187 in height, 117 in leg length, and 110 in bar height, not to mention Song Yan who is also over 1.8 meters tall.
The host also noticed the silent pause between the two, and said with a smile: "It seems that our two little classmates have encountered a problem. How are you going to get through this crossbar?"
fuck it.
Song Yan looked at the crossbar in front of him and understood that this competition was originally designed for young parents to enhance family harmony and enhance the relationship between husband and wife, and it had nothing to do with the two of them.
However, thinking of what I promised Little Mahjong, I didn't want her to be disappointed again and again because of adults breaking her promise like I was when I was a child, so I still looked at Xia Zhiye: "How is your flexibility and core muscle strength?"
"The flexibility is average, and you should have understood the strength of the core muscle group just now."
"..."
Thinking of how he was sitting on Xia Zhiye just now, and how Xia Zhiye was still motionless while doing a plank, Song Yan felt that in all fairness, Xia Zhiye's waist strength was really good.
"Then I'll go first later, just follow me and just drag me." Song Yan made a decision lightly.
Xia Zhiye looked at the height of the crossbar, and then at the height of Song Yan: "Can you do it?"
"You can not?"
Song Yan squinted and asked back.
Xia Zhiye: "..."
He found that someone's mouth is a little sharp today.
She brushed her molars lightly, and said with a smile, "Can you try me?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Song Yan's waist, and firmly fixed him in front of him.
Song Yan panicked: "What the hell are you doing?"
"Didn't you say you can do it? How can you do it if you don't make preparations in advance?" Xia Zhiye asked frankly and confidently.
Song Yan: "..."
Hold.
Sure enough, Xia Zhiye was more shameless.
And after such a face-to-face post, feeling the familiar body temperature and citrus scent of Xia Zhiye's body, the absurd dream in the daytime lingered in front of his eyes again, it was too fucking awkward.
Song Yan wanted to kick Xia Zhiye away, but after thinking about what he had promised Little Mahjong, he endured it and said coldly, "Anyway, I can do it, so if you can't pass it, it means you can't do it. "
Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you try?"
"?"
Try your uncle.
Just as Song Yan wanted to scold someone, Xia Zhiye said solemnly again: "If the method you tried doesn't work, I'll replace it with another one. Don't worry."
"..."
At that moment, Song Yan felt that Xia Zhiye was just talking dirty nonsense and pretending to be innocent, but he had no proof, and seeing that the other teams were about to catch up, he could only write down the account first, and then walked to the crossbar , holding the clothes around Xia Zhiye's waist tightly with both hands, and then bent back with his back to the crossbar.
Two teenage boys and a little girl are very eye-catching in the Parent-Child Paradise, not to mention that these two boys are also very handsome, so almost all the attention of the onlookers is on them.
Seeing the difficulty of this level, they have already begun to regret that the two boys are about to stop here, but they saw that the thinner boy bent back slowly.
The boy's waist has a sense of tenacity that is thin but not fragile. It bends down in a shocking arc little by little until it is parallel to the ground. The whole body looks like a fish that is gently lifted from the water. .
And only the person who holds the fish with his own hands can see the beautiful scenery that others will never be able to see.
The slender and fair neck is stretched backwards extremely, the depression and protruding Adam's apple on the side of the neck show ambiguous shadows under the light, the lips are unconsciously slightly parted due to the movement, and the clothes are thus stretched up, revealing a section of cold white and delicate The skin is thin and the muscle texture is just right.
Xia Zhiye held Song Yan's waist with both hands, and pressed the palms against the skin of Song Yan's waist. For a moment, he didn't know whether his body temperature was too low or his palms were too hot. After all, the huge difference in body temperature made his throat roll unconsciously. one time.
Song Yan didn't put so much thought into him, he just grabbed Xia Zhiye's clothes, and then tried to lower his body even more softly, almost reaching the limit of lower waist without hesitation, as if he completely believed in Xia Zhiye's control.
It didn't stop until it was confirmed that the altitude could be passed perfectly, and called out: "Xia Zhiye."
"Ok."
Xia Zhiye didn't seem to need any more explanation from him. He stood with his legs spread apart, and firmly wrapped his hands around his waist to ensure that he would not fall to the ground due to loss of strength. After that, he slowly bent forward to ensure that he The height can be safely passed under the crossbar.
One of the two people lowered their backs to the extreme, and the other leaned forward and hugged each other's body. While bearing the weight of the other person, they also had to ensure the balance and height of the two people. It is less than two centimeters above Xia Zhiye, and it may touch and fall at any time.
The onlookers were so nervous just watching them that they sweated for them, and at the same time they were a little puzzled and anxious.
In this posture, the height of both of them is indeed lower than that of the crossbar, but Song Yan's curvature of the waist is completely unable to move backwards, let alone the two of them pass the crossbar together.
Now I'm stuck here, I can't get up or down, apart from being anxious, the whole thing is a big dilemma.
After all, the two are still too young.
It seems that long legs are sometimes an irreconcilable fault.
Xiaopang just wanted to sigh, but before he could sigh, his pupils dilated and suddenly turned into an earth-shattering cry: "Damn it!"
How could these two still play like this? !