dog stock theorem

The relay race of the last item officially started, and the students in the playground cheered for the players in their class.

"Three shifts and three shifts are extraordinary, set sail and work hard."

"Second class, second class, the tiger is going down the mountain..."

Parents by the fence also cheered and shouted their children's names.

After the game started, the contestants ran quickly with chopsticks in their hands, but soon, the smooth glass beads slipped from one end of the chopsticks, and they had to start again. The students guided by Qin Bailang were under too much psychological pressure when they were about to hand over the glass balls Made a mistake and returned to the starting line.

Qin Bailang noticed that this student's wrist was trembling, and realized that these young students needed more encouragement.

"It's okay, take it easy, winning or losing isn't that scary, you have to persevere." Qin Bailang patted the student's shoulder lightly, "Remember the method I taught you just now, don't hesitate, just take big steps forward."

"Thank you, Teacher Qin."

The first classmate looked at Qin Bailang gratefully, took a deep breath, and continued the competition with firm eyes.

The first stick, the second stick, the third stick...

Finally came match point.

However, the students in class three were about [-] steps slower than their opponents, and all hopes fell on Qin Cong's shoulders.

Qin Cong and Qin Bailang have similar personalities, the more pressure they have, the more they challenge themselves. He likes this kind of competition.

Holding the glass ball with chopsticks in his hand, he trotted up, trying to catch up with the opponent in front of him.

The sound of cheering and shouting broke the playground, and Wang Le excitedly said to Qin Mingyao: "Look, Xiao Cong is so outstanding!"

Qin Mingyao was indifferent on the face, soldiers often practiced martial arts and had long been accustomed to this kind of competition driven by victory.

But the arena was his son, Qin Mingyao clenched his fists and his eyes were glued to the arena.

Ten steps, five steps, getting closer and closer to the opponent.

But the opponent also felt the pressure, increased the speed, and the distance between the two opened again.

There are still 30 meters to the finish line.

Qin Cong has played two rounds of competition, and now he has no strength, relying on his own willpower.

He must win back the New Year's money and the three packs of spicy sticks rewarded by the head teacher.

"Come on, Xiao Cong! Go, go!" I don't know who is cheering me up, and the unfamiliar voice is full of sunshine and vitality.

Qin Cong's will became blurred, and he only saw the finish line not far away.

Wang Le jumped up and down excitedly, and patted Qin Mingyao's arm and said, "Speak quickly, don't be shy!! Xiao Cong needs you!"

There is no father who is not proud of his son.

The reason why Qin Mingyao didn't yell was indeed something he couldn't let go of. He was used to putting on airs in the army.

But Wang Le's contagious power is too strong, and he looks encouraged by Qin Cong as if he is his own son.

Qin Mingyao saw that his son was only three steps behind and still had ten meters to cross the finish line. Driven by his heart, he finally couldn't bear it, and raised his voice, "Xiao Cong! You want to win!"

Qin Cong vaguely heard his father's voice, which seemed to be coming from the clouds, but pierced the eardrum.

The unsmiling father is also supporting himself.

Maybe it was an auditory hallucination, but Qin Cong was so energetic that he ran away sullenly.

"Brother Cong, hurry up! It's coming!" The little followers accompanied Qin Cong at the end.

"Woo—" a sharp whistle sounded.

Qin Cong and his opponent hit the line almost at the same time.

Did he win?

Qin Cong didn't know the result, he was exhausted and almost went down, but bumped into the firm embrace, Qin Bailang caught the struggling little nephew.

"You beat Xiao Cong."

Qin Bailang patted his little nephew on the back and happily rewarded him, "Double the lucky money."

Qin Cong grinned silly.

Wang Le by the fence jumped up happily, "Wow! I won, I won."

And Qin Mingyao was dazzled by the victory, and he clapped hands with Wang Le to celebrate.

He obviously didn't realize that it wasn't Wang Le's "husband" Mr. Zhou Dabai who won.

A simple awards ceremony was held on the playground, and Qin Cong won two gold medals and one silver medal, as well as the title of "Little Sports Star".

This also means that the class led by Qin Bailang defeated Mr. Zhou Dabai's class, that Qin Bailang defeated Zhou Dabai, and that Qin Bailang was more worthy of Wang Le's entrustment.

"Congratulations, Teacher Qin." Seeing that Qin Bailang's hostility towards him seemed to have faded a lot, Zhou Dabai took the initiative to congratulate him.

Teacher Qin is the most passionate trainee teacher he has ever seen, and Zhou Dabai appreciates his work attitude very much.

He came to Beijing relatively early, he is an old Beijing drift dog, there are not many humans who can see him, Qin Bailang is one of them.

Now that Zhou Dabai was no longer a threat, Qin Bailang also placed prejudice: "You are an excellent teacher."

Zhou Dabai happily accepted the compliment, and suddenly remembered Qin Bailang's question about the blind date, and said, "Haha, thank you for reminding me that I didn't meet anyone on the blind date last time, and I plan to ask him out again."

Otherwise, the trainee teacher, he was so busy that he forgot to go to the monster agency to fill out the blind date application.

"Oh, you have no chance."

Qin Bailang withdrew his kind attitude, lowered the corners of his mouth, and said contemptuously, "He's already my partner."

Zhou Dabai froze in place.

It wasn't until Qin Bailang walked away that he realized why the other party held grudges against him.

It turned out that during this free period, Qin Bailang cut off his blind date partner.

Then he is also a dog demon?Hidden quite deep.

However, this dog is too stingy.

At the end of the sports meeting, each class has to line up to leave the school gate. The platoon leader holds the class sign, followed by a bunch of radish heads.

Parents who have watched the sports meeting through the fence have already taken their positions.

Wang Le also stood in the waiting area with the team.

Qin Mingyao seldom came to pick up Qin Cong. The parents were crowded together, interspersed with part-time workers who posted training advertisements. Originally, Wang Le was standing with him, but when he turned around, he disappeared .

Qin Mingyao thought that he was looking for his husband, and there was no fate to meet again in the future. He hadn't fully taught him his marriage experience, and hoped that he could live happily with that dark physical education teacher in the future.

But before the regret was over, Wang Le appeared by his side again when he turned his head again.

Qin Mingyao: "..."

It's a pity that you don't participate in the great change of living beings.

But Wang Le at this time is no longer Wang Le 3 minutes ago.

I saw two cups of milk tea hanging on his left elbow, two large bags of popcorn hanging on his right elbow, and a marshmallow stick bigger than his head in his left hand. This marshmallow was turned into a red rose by a shrewd peddler. He looked like he was holding four sausages in his right hand.

A mobile junk food bank.

"I bought it for my wife."

Seeing Qin Mingyao's 'worship' eyes, Wang Le explained, and asked, "Aren't you going to buy it? Your son is number one, so give him a reward."

Qin Mingyao had rejection written all over his body, and said, "Xiao Cong doesn't like to eat these things."

For Qin Xiaocong's health, the family invited a professional nutritionist to carefully prepare meals for him. Xiaocong obediently never ate outside.

"Oh, okay." Wang Le said casually.

It's odd that any human pups would hate this.

Class [-] came out first, and the children were quickly claimed by their parents.

Then came the second class, and then it was the turn of the third class.

Qin Cong, who was holding a sign, was following Qin Bailang, and Qin Cong showed Qin Bailang his small medal.

"Xiao Cong." Qin Mingyao shouted.

Qin Cong raised his head quickly, and saw Wang Le with snacks all over his body, sucking his saliva, and then saw his father. It turned out that it was not an auditory hallucination during the game, and his father came to pick him up on vacation.

Qin Mingyao was striding forward with a smile, but there was a wind mixed with the smell of sweet and greasy snacks around him.

Wait, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Qin Cong saw the "Mobile Snack Store" walking towards him, then turned a corner in front of him, and stood in front of his uncle.

"Alang! I'm here to pick you up!"

Wang Le held up the snacks and handed them to Qin Bailang.

"Wow wow wow!" The students around me erupted and cheered exaggeratedly.

Qin Bailang instantly became the most jealous object of all elementary school students.

"Thank you Lele." Qin Bailang rubbed Wang Le's hair and said with a light smile.

After being gentle for a while, Qin Bailang turned his head and said to Qin Mingyao who had been dazed for a long time: "Brother, why did you come with Lele?"

Qin Mingyao: "..."

Hold back, let me calm down, and I seem to have caused you a little trouble just now, dear brother.

Wang Le's smile gradually froze.

Big, big brother? !

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