Chapter 672 We Are First

What can Jiang Tingxu say?

A living person is not far in front of you, so you can't tell lies with your eyes open, right?

I have to say that Mo Boyuan, this man, has indeed done well in some aspects.

A mature and successful man can handle his career and family with ease.

As for the fathers of other children, Jiang Tingxu couldn't comment much.

After all, everyone is unfamiliar with it.

Just understand it in your heart!

cough.

"Actually, I just happen to have time during this period."

After the little fat mother was envious, she started to complain again:

"My husband has never participated in any activities at his son's school. Now I'm afraid he doesn't even know which way the kindergarten gate opens. He's too busy with work."

"What does little fat daddy do?"

"His father is engaged in construction. He spends most of the year on the construction site, and the number of times he goes home is limited."

There is indeed no idle time on the construction site.

As we chatted, we were not far from the top of the mountain.

The two children could hardly hold the small flags in their hands. Looking ahead, they could hardly be seen.

"Dad, are we number one now?"

Mo Boyuan's face was neither red nor out of breath, unlike the two little guys, who were both flushed and out of breath.

"Yeah." He responded lightly.

I don't care whether I am number one or not.

What's the point of competing for first place in this kind of thing?

Indeed, for adults, these things can be said to be meaningless.

But for children, the process of participation and the feeling of getting first place are things that will be extremely useful for the rest of their lives.

Sure enough, after receiving his father's personal confirmation, the little guy jumped up excitedly, and the two children hugged each other again.

Because he was holding a small flag in his hand, he could only touch his belly when he was excited, which was very cute.

At this moment, the man on the side poured a basin of cold water down:

"It's too early to be happy, we haven't reached the finish line yet."

Huh~

Seems to be!

"Little Fatty, let's go quickly."

"Yeah, yeah, we must not let Xiaoshan Xiaochuang and the others pass us, let's go."

Mo Boyuan's mouth twitched slightly and he continued to follow the two little carrot heads easily.

Zizzi~

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Connected:

"What's up?"

"Brother Mo, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, the crew will go directly to my home to follow the filming. Where can I leave my address?"

Zhou Xian didn't dare to make the decision arbitrarily. Brother Mo still had to decide this kind of thing himself.

Mo Boyuan condensed:

"Leave the Tixiang of Yunyu."

The address was already exposed.

"Okay, then I'll tell them, Brother Mo, don't forget it at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Um."

Your Brother Mo is not yet 70 or 80 years old, so he doesn't have such a bad memory!

Not long after hanging up the phone, the two kids and one kid finally made it to the top.

"Wow! Dad, we are really number one!" The little guy was so happy that he hugged his father's legs and shook them excitedly several times.

Mo Boyuan wanted to retreat immediately, but finally endured it.

If he really backed away, I'm afraid this kid would be beaten to death, but the look of disgust on his face became a little more intense.

The little guy didn't mind, or in other words, didn't notice at all.

Xiaopang was relatively sensible, greeting the silly little man:

"Mo Zhining, let's take down all the flags here quickly, otherwise people will come from behind."

The little guy who was still hugging his father's leg finally came to his senses:

"Oh, it's coming."

Mo Boyuan flicked his trouser legs that were a little wrinkled by his son, and then found a rock to sit down.