456 Distressed Depression (4/4, Adding More Rewards for Yu Is My Reward)
Chapter 456: The distressing depression (44, for Yu is my reward)
At the request of the upright grandfather, Dad couldn't help to shout the beat, and the sound of Dad's applause was also drowned out by the cheering noises around him.
Xixi was a little flustered, but she still tried her best to remember her father's instructions. She was not very confident but shouted out: "One, two, one, two..."
The little girl's crunchy shout seemed to be a clear stream in this noisy environment, not loud enough, but very clear.
At the beginning, at the starting point, the three teams were a little confused. Each child wanted to be first, which resulted in inconsistent speeds with their partner. During the rope pulling, they collided with one another, causing a burst of laughter from the surrounding children.
After all, Xixi and Lan Xin have not had any special training, and Yang Yi's surprise guidance just now cannot make the two little girls form special muscle memory. So at the beginning, they were also out of step and squeezed together.
Of the three teams, the brothers and sisters Wang Xijun and Wang Xiyun were the first to adjust. The two children should have practiced at home, and they had enough tacit understanding. They quickly adjusted and ran forward in small steps.
"Come on! Xixi, Xiner, come on!" Yang Yi was on the side, anxious and nervous, and clenched his fists nervously. He couldn't help shouting the beat, but he could still cheer.
It seems that Xixi's shouting beat has an effect, Lan Xin gradually adjusted, and the two little girls held hands and started to chase.
The third team was slower. They were two little boys who were about the same height, but one ran fast and the other ran slowly. The two bumped against each other, pulling each other in the middle, and fell on the runway. superior.
Because they lost their balance and struggled for a while before they fell, the fall was not heavy, and the clothes were thick in spring, so the fall did not hurt at all, but they felt a little embarrassed, and the children next to them were all there Laughing haha.
"I don't want to play anymore." One of the little boys burst into tears.
They basically lost the possibility of winning the championship, and the rest is the competition between Xixi and Lan Xin, brothers and sisters Wang Xijun and Wang Xiyun!
Brothers and sisters Wang Xijun and Wang Xiyun didn't run very fast, but they were very stable. The elder brother leaned on his sister's shoulders, and the younger sister held his elder brother's waist and ran step by step, showing a high tacit understanding.
Xixi and Lan Xin tried their best to catch up, but Lan Xin ran unhappily. When she turned back, the little chubby girl started to gasp for breath.
"One, two, one, two..." Xixi looked at the front, her voice was a little anxious, and the rhythm suddenly quickened.
"Xixi, Xixi..." Lan Xin followed pitifully, but couldn't help but gasped, "Slow down, slow down, okay?"
Xixi tried to be consistent with her friends as much as possible, but she looked at the opponent in front of her with anxiety.
The little girl didn't know what to say, so she could only shout the beat. However, she was a little faster and felt the pull of the rope. Her partner couldn't run fast, so she could only slow down.
It can't be said that Lan Xin doesn't work hard, she is also striving hard on her chubby legs, but she just can't run fast!
At the beginning, Xixi's group also showed a good chase, but gradually, with Lan Xin's physical problems, they slowed down, and there was only a little distance left, and it seemed that they couldn't catch up.
"come on! Come on!"
In the last few meters, the children on the sidelines did not make trouble any more. They seemed to be infected by the "intense" atmosphere of the game. Along with the parents, they shouted deafeningly cheer.
But unfortunately, among the flags that Mo Henian waved, brothers and sisters Wang Xijun and Wang Xiyun took the lead in reaching the finish line, while Xixi and Lan Xin were a few seconds behind.
These few seconds, is to surrender victory...
Lan Xin was breathing heavily on her knees, but she couldn't see any expression, but Xixi stood there motionless. She looked at the happy brothers and sisters Wang Xijun and Wang Xiyun with envy in her eyes, but her expression was blank. Yes, ignorant, the little figure is a little lonely.
While clapping, Yang Yi walked over in distress, shouting, "It's okay, you guys are already great!"
Mo Henian also saw this scene, he waved the flag and shouted: "Let's dedicate our applause to the champion of this competition! Then the performance of the children just now was also very good, and they chased to the end. Although they were defeated, they were still proud. Everyone applaud them, okay?"
However, no amount of applause, no amount of consolation, seems to be unable to be heard by Xixi.
When her father untied the rope on her body, the little girl leaned into her father's arms in a low mood, holding the clothes on her chest with her little hands and fiddling with the buttons on it.
This is the first time Yang Yi has seen Xixi like this. She is usually everyone's pistachio, and her sweet smile is enough to make everyone feel better, but today, the little girl seems to be crying, but she doesn't. A look to be strong but sad.
If he cried, Yang Yi would still feel normal. He patted the little girl on the back distressedly and said, "It's okay, I didn't win this time, let's come again next time!"
Lan Xin has a big heart. She opened her arms and shouted loudly, "Uncle Yang, can you hug me too? My father and mother didn't come."
Yang Yi smiled and hugged Lan Xin in his arms.
At this time, Xixi's friends all came, Chen Shiyun, Nan Zhaoyu, Yang Luoqi, and Wu Yue and Chen Shiyun's mother.
"Xixi, Xiner, don't be sad, okay?" Yang Luoqi whispered.
"Yes, you guys have worked really hard just now, auntie sees it, it's great!" Wu Yue clapped her hands and smiled.
"I'm not sad!" Lan Xin made a grimace at Yang Luoqi in Yang Yi's arms, and several children giggled.
However, these seem to have little effect on Xixi. The little girl buried her face in her father's arms, not wanting others to see her lost face.
It may be that the father and daughter are connected, and Yang Yi can roughly understand what his daughter thinks. He entrusted Lan Xin to Wu Yue to take care of him, and then carried Xixi to a corner where no one was on the side, and found a stone chair to sit down.
"Are you still sad?" Yang Yi put her daughter on his lap, gently pulled up her little face, and asked softly, "A game, there will always be winners and losers."
Xixi's mouth was deflated, and the tears she had endured for a long time just rolled down. She rubbed her eyes and whispered with her chest heaving: "But, but, I want to win."
"Dad knows that you want to win, and Dad also wants you to win. This is a very positive idea." Yang Yi first praised, and then said, "But winning and losing are common things in the military, when we encounter failure, we can't use sadness, Don't treat it with the attitude of being unhappy and crying, but think positively, this time you lose, you lose, but next time I want to win back, don't you think?"
Xixi nodded, but she still shed tears, wiping her tears while shedding tears, this tabby cat looked distressed.
"Don't rub your eyes with your hands." Yang Yi grabbed the little girl's hand and took out the wet tissues for children. These are usually kept on her body and wiped for her.
The little girl pursed her lips, and the pear blossoms were raining, and she could see her sadness and grievances. However, the little girl enjoyed it very much when her father wiped her tears.
Yang Yi said softly, "Although I lost today, Dad still wants to praise you. Would you like to hear Dad's praise?"
"Thinking..." Xixi pulled her father's hand away, and attached her little head attached, and then the little girl moved her little butt so that she could squeeze into her father's arms and found complete support.
Chapter 5 will be later, ask for a monthly pass, Xiaohan wants to rush to the top ten.