Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 61 Is it just luck?

  In order to increase the motivation of the children to win, the organizer of the event specially bought a lot of new toffee and lollipops, all of which were stuffed into a huge golden trophy.

  Especially the lollipops, which are colorful like a rainbow, and huge. Although many of the children present were from rich families, they may not have any desire when facing those prizes alone.

   But there are so many children and parents at the scene, and the competitiveness and the desire to win naturally also come.

   When Xiao Niipao heard the host holding the microphone and mentioned that the prize for the first place champion had candy, the stars in his pupils almost smashed out.

   Wherever you want to see Fu Yan Wang turn the ball, just turn on the search mode and find out where the prize is.

  Xiao Baobao's eyes quickly locked on the outer edge of the game, where three trophies were placed, and almost each trophy was filled with different prizes.

  There are remote control models and drones, as well as watercolor clay and flower skirts. The first place has a huge lollipop and many bags of different flavors of toffee.

   Staring at the candy on top of the Champions Cup, the saliva of the little milk bag could not help overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

   "Gulu~" The little milk bag swallowed her saliva spinelessly and smiled naively.

   Immediately turned around and grabbed Fu Yanwang's thigh, and came up one after another, "Fu Yanwang~ I want a champion, I want a trophy~"

   In view of how obsessed the little guy was with toffee a few days ago, Fu Chen had already seen through her thoughts and twitched the corners of his mouth, "The truth?"

  Little Niuban nodded her cute little head, raised her tender face, and said in a soft voice, "Fu Yanwang~ I want toffee~"

   After finishing speaking, he didn't forget to rub his little head against the man's thigh, it's so cute!

  Look at the little one who is both coquettish and cute. The man raised his eyebrows and said in a sarcastic tone, "Yes, but the toffee will be confiscated by me, you can't steal it."

   "Hmm..." The little guy's face drooped suddenly, after thinking about it, he finally agreed.

   "Okay..."

  Looking at Xiao Niipao's sweet and cute energy, the man's long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, and he casually glanced at the counter next to him, "This is a two-team competition, kid, you have to have the highest score."

   Although it is a separate kindergarten, it is actually a parent-child competition in pairs. If you want to win the championship, you must score 50 points for adults and 50 points for children.

   If several champion teams appear at the same time, there will be another game to decide the winner.

   Today's little boys like to play basketball, even if they just went to kindergarten, the actual strength of playing basketball is not inferior to adults.

   is pretty awesome anyway.

   Hearing the words, the little guy looked back at the ball frame not far away, and nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

   This is also a simple shot, she is a matter of minutes.

   "Oh." The man lowered his eyes and looked at the little guy who was still pulling on his feet with a half-smile, his tone and tone were meaningful.

   Xiao Nian Bao blinked her wet pupils, looked at Fu Chen innocently and suspiciously, then slowly released her hands and stood firm.

   The little white hand weighed the basketball in his hand, raised his hand and threw it out—

   "Bang!" The ball flew out of the little guy's hand, landed steadily, and got a two-pointer.

   And this game has not yet started, the little guy is just trying his hand.

   The little girls and boys around were stunned, and of course some people were disdainful. After all, among children of the same age, there are still many children who can play basketball.

   Some can even make 3-pointers.

   Little Fatty, who was standing on the left side of the little milk bag, applauded excitedly and kept saying, "Baibai is great!"

   "Cut, that's all, it's just luck." Wen Liang on the right held a ball and spoke out flat.

   (end of this chapter)