Parents' sports meet and children share the same track. The number of people in the first few competitions exceeds the regulations. A group of people are bustling with people, and many children are also cheering.
After the 100 meters, 400 meters, and 800 meters have been run one after another, the number of parents is getting smaller and smaller. When it comes to the five kilometers, there is an uproar.
There are only three people in the whole school who signed up for this.
The three stood at the front and back according to the assignment of the referee, and were surrounded by dozens of people watching the game.
The matriarch is naturally equipped with professional equipment, and the stretching posture before the game is quite smooth.
The other petite male parent was wearing brand new sweatpants, and when he saw only three of them, his face was like 'I'm being cheated'.
Peng Xingwang was always in high spirits, waving the small red flag vigorously.
"Brother!! You are the best!! Go for it!!!"
Ji Linqiu stood by and ate mango-flavored popsicles, not feeling too nervous.
"Get ready—three, two, bang!"
As soon as the starting gun was fired, the three of them ejected and started running one after another.
Peng Xingwang was quite confident at first, but after watching for a while, he became anxious: "Brother Linqiu! Why are they running so slowly, I can run faster than Brother Wang now!!"
This kid is as strong as his brother. Ji Linqiu picked up a small red flag and waved it, looked at the figure in the distance and said, "It's five kilometers, and the 800-meter track needs six or seven laps."
Peng Xingwang was stunned for a moment, thinking it made sense, but he still felt worried when he saw the little parent rushing to the front and running desperately.
Jiang Wang slowly ran in the middle, and took a photo when he passed them on the first lap.
Ji Linqiu waved a small flag with a smile, saying that you just have to have fun. Peng Xingwang's face was already flushed, as if his whole body was exerting force, wishing he could run up for his brother.
Jiang Wang thought it was funny, and stopped in the middle of running: "What's wrong?"
"Don't stop!!" Peng Xingwang covered his head with both hands: "There is no one who stops halfway, you go!!"
"You really want me to run first?"
"Of course!!" Peng Xingwang suddenly plucked up his courage, and said loudly in front of everyone: "My big brother is the most powerful big brother in the world!!"
Jiang Wang raised his eyebrows, listening very well, stretched out his hands and said: "I forgot to clap your hands just now, come clap your hands before running."
Peng Xing saw that he was still lingering here and was thrown down a big circle, and he was about to die on the spot by now.
Tao Yingqi silently shook his head from behind.
Boss Jiang, you are too stupid to avoid the game like this...
Ji Linqiu and Peng Xingwang reached out and patted hard, Jiang Wang turned around and ran forward easily.
Probably because he could feel Peng Xingwang's anxiety, Ji Linqiu looked at his back and suddenly shouted with both hands on the loudspeaker.
"Jiang Wang!"
"If you don't run first, go to the company tomorrow to dance in a skirt!!"
Everyone was shocked: there is no need to play so wild!
The man turned his back to him and stretched out his hand to say ok, then his legs suddenly started to speed up.
It's like a Santana in a loose walking state, changing lanes and driving onto the highway, stepping on the accelerator and running to death!
Not to mention going from the last place to the front in three minutes, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
The little man originally ran first, but as he ran with his head buried, a gust of wind whizzed by, and he was thrown behind in the blink of an eye.
This, this man doesn't talk about Wude! !
How can anyone run at a sprint speed at 5 kilometers? Damn! ! !
Jiang Wang got up, his whole body seemed to be completely unbound, and he walked lightly and briskly in the sunny day, stepping on the wind.
Ji Linqiu looked at him with a smile on his face, as if seeing a wolfhound finally untied from its rope and having fun.
The latter two still had their own rhythm, but they didn't expect such an unreasonable opponent to come, so they also speeded up to catch up unconsciously.
A slightly embarrassing three-person race suddenly ignited.
The three parents came from three classes. Originally, there were only five or six children who puffed out their cheeks and yelled fiercely. Later, a large group of children were inexplicably led to shout at each other, and the scene was once boiling.
"Three shifts and three shifts, absolutely nothing ordinary!!"
"Class 5 is the best!! Come on, Mommy Daxiang!!!"
"Big Brother! Big Brother! Experimental First Brother!!!"
Ji Linqiu was overjoyed, watching Jiang Wang run past them in another lap, and blatantly stretched out his hands to show his heart.
Jiang Wang's neck was dripping with sweat. When he saw him, he grinned and raised his arms generously in a gesture of love.
The children in the whole class thought they had received the affirmation from their elder brother, and they shouted and even started screaming.
Standing in the back row, Tao Yingqi didn't see someone's small movements in the first row, and now he was wondering from the bottom of his heart.
Why does it feel like the boss not only wants to pry her away, but also packs the whole class together.
... Is it not impossible
The little man was completely exhausted after running on the fourth lap, staggered a few times and wanted to leave the track to lie paralyzed on the grass next to him, and was picked up by two well-prepared physical education teachers and led him to walk slowly.
Although the second-ranked matriarch was disrupted, she quickly adjusted and fell half a circle behind.
Jiang Wang ran so high that he forgot to count laps, and finally saw Peng Xingwang and another little girl standing on both sides of the track, holding a piece of red satin in his hand.
Dozens of children shouted loudly like a choir: "Chong Duck—"
As soon as he raised his breath, he ran quickly, and there were paper fireworks on both sides exploding.
"Great!!!"
"Brother is amazing!!!"
Ji Linqiu catches his arm with quick eyes and hands, supporting him to move forward according to the inertia, without stopping rashly.
Jiang Wang looked back habitually, and found that Peng Xingwang and the others had lifted the red ribbon again.
The matriarch also arrived successfully, and the fireworks and cheers exploded for the second time.
"Oh, I forgot to explain," Ji Linqiu said with a smile: "She is the champion of the women's group, and you are the champion of the men's group, so it doesn't matter."
Jiang Wang followed the music.
"I won when I ran with that buddy on the fourth lap?"
"I wanted to remind you, but I saw that you were running happily, so I didn't stop you."
They walked towards the bright spring together against the long wind, and it took more than half a minute for Jiang Wang to put down the towel and smell himself carefully.
"Will there be a smell of sweat? Should I stay away from you?"
Ji Linqiu took a breath, and felt a little embarrassed right now.
"You look so... so pretty."
The man blinked.
"You like sporty ones?"
Ji Linqiu shook his head sharply.
"I like the wild ones."
"Understood," Jiang Wang nodded, "I'll go practice Sanda tomorrow."
Ji Linqiu laughed so hard that he punched him.
The two walked around to the back half of the playground, and saw a couple leaning against each other under the shade of a tree and whispering.
Jiang Wang looked enviously: "I want to do that too."
Then around half a circle, a couple walked forward holding hands, and a child beside them was drinking soda.
Jiang Wang became envious again: "That's fine, I want to too."
After a few steps, there were still couples feeding each other water.
Before Jiang Wang could speak, Ji Linqiu directly held the mineral water in front of him.
"Drink more water and talk less."
Jiang Wang was wronged and acted like a baby: "I have won the championship and you still think I talk too much."
"Okay, okay," Ji Linqiu was also happy to get used to him: "Mr. Jiang, you performed very well today, tell me what reward you want."
"I want to see Teacher Ji dance in a skirt in the company—hey, don't hit me! You mentioned it first!!"
The two rested for a while, and they had a tacit understanding when it came to the team sports meeting.
There is a project that requires parents to carry their children to fill up balloons. After Jiang Wang finished the first round, Ji Linqiu followed closely, and his physical strength was not inferior to him.
It was the first time Peng Xingwang was carried by brother Linqiu, and he was a little flattered.
"Steal him!" Ji Linqiu's eyes were quite good: "Stretch out your hand! Now!"
"Look to the right! Yes! Grab her!!"
"Prepare to go up enough, one or two—if you don't grab it, come again!!"
A certain child only felt wildness on the back of Linqiu's elder brother.
Wait, aren't my Linqiu brothers all gentle and soft-spoken
—Who is this game maniac who bullies even little girls when playing games! ! !
That night, Jiang Wang posted all the photos Tao Yingqi helped take on his personal homepage.
There was an uproar within the company.
look look look look look! ! Who said the boss is not smart! !
Didn't they all take Teacher Ji to the parent-child sports meeting, boss, you are very skilled! !
The photo albums are all set to be public, you are already blatantly announcing your family members!
Who is not an addict[21]
Three years of overtime and five years of buying a house: Have you seen today's photos
Frontline reporter: Damn it! ! Teacher Ji's staring eyes were so fierce that he suddenly became aroused! !
Java is the best language: Do you still remember the rumors when I first joined the job, Boss Jiang, it seems that it is a subject
The second-tier melon eaters: funny ud ee! Even if Teacher Ji is a, there is no Jiang Ge A. I saw Boss Jiang playing with Teacher Ji with guns!
Oh my god, I'm so poor: Go see the boss photo album! ! ! He sent another thirty photos! !
Frontline reporter:? ? ? ? Is the boss so happy today? ? He didn't show anything before
When Ji Linqiu went to work in the company the next day, he saw several girls muttering in front of the computer.
"What are you looking at?"
Fu Er next to him suddenly withdrew: "No nothing! I'm leaving before I fill out the form!"
Before the computer page could be closed, a certain page of Jiang Wang's blog was exposed.
Seeing that she was about to be exposed, the little secretary whispered, "This is... Boss Jiang's blog."
Ji Linqiu memorized the page number at a glance, exchanged casual greetings and left, and went back to his office to find this page.
He seldom surfs the Internet, and usually spends his free time reading. Today, they reminded him to check Jiang Wang's social accounts.
The registration process is very simple, and you can even search his homepage with your real name.
Jiang Wangjian created several photo albums, all of which are displayed as public, and he doesn't mind being seen by others.
The first fifty or sixty photos were all taken at the sports meeting, and a few of them were captured just right, so Ji Linqiu couldn't help laughing.
Turning back, each one can overlap with their life trajectories.
Sending Peng Xingwang to school, flying a kite on a spring outing in the suburbs together, and before moving...
He stopped and stared fixedly at the computer screen.
At the front of the album, there are nearly a hundred photos of the old Hongcheng.
There are Peng Jiahui's living room, the playground of Hongshan Primary School, the fried noodle stall in the old alley, and even the immature chalk drawings on the stone road.
It's like a child trying to keep all the memories, but the shooting technique and focus clarity are all from the hands of adults.
At this moment, he realized that he had to go back to Hongcheng.
In Ji Linqiu's impression, Xing Wang was already happy and satisfied, sleeping soundly, living happily every day without any worries.
But he seldom thinks about what Jiang Wang used to be, what Jiang Wang was like when he was a child.
He originally thought that Jiang Wang was calm and powerful now, standing on a high place could pull anyone up from the abyss.
No, some things have not passed, and some obsessions have always stopped at the original point, which is the quiet mind of a silent child.
He is going back to Hongcheng now.