noffsinger Chapter 1450 Twisting Car
Chapter 1450 Twisting Car
Caibao touched his chin and pointed at Zhu Xiaochao: "You."
Zhu Xiaochao was overjoyed.
Fang Shiyou was not happy: "Why? Master, I was the first one to become your disciple."
"Oh." Caibao's finger turned in another direction and pointed at him: "Then you."
Before Fang Shiyou could even smile, Zhu Xiaochao jumped up: "I've already told the teacher about this, and the teacher agreed to it!!"
It was another round of quarrel, and after the quarrel, they looked for Caibao to seek justice.
There is much more treasure to be had.
"rock-paper-scissors?"
Zhu Fang: ...
"Draw lots?"
Fang Zhu: ...
"Grandpa, can you tell me?"
Zheng Shou: ???
Fang Shiyou raised his hand weakly and said, "Master, isn't there a more normal way that suits our status?"
Treasure sighed, and then—
"Whoever rides first is the boss."
Everyone looked in the direction of her finger and were stunned.
She means her... trolley?
Two grown men riding a tricycle that only two or three-year-old kids can use?
This scene is funny no matter how you think about it.
This... is normal?
Shen Xi supported her daughter: "How is this abnormal? Do you know how difficult it is for an adult to ride a tricycle well? It can best show a person's basic skills."
Zhu Fang and the other man looked at her with suspicion at the same time. They were a little stupid, so don't fool them like this.
Shen Xi really wanted to watch it, so Chen Chuan exchanged glances with her and made the decision, "Then let's have a tricycle race. Whoever wins will be the senior brother."
Caibao puffed out his chest and clapped: "Good!"
The master has spoken, and his word is a deal.
*
Today, the small square near Zigui Garden is very lively.
Two grown men, one riding a tricycle, were waiting with bated breath in the small square.
The twisting cars were kindly provided by Sister Caibao, who has many cars and is very proud of them. Of course, the ones she picked are the ones that have been banished to the cold palace by her baby and will never love again.
Sister Caibao excitedly stood in front of them holding a small flag, ready to give orders.
Countless aunts and children gathered around, pointing and laughing at Zhu Xiaochao and Fang Shiyou.
"Hey, two grown men, why are you trying to grab a kid's car to play with?"
“Not only do they play, they compete.”
"How old are you? You are still so childish."
"It is said that men stay young until they die. I heard my daughter-in-law scolding my son. Now it seems that this is indeed the case."
……
Fortunately, Zhu Xiaochao and his friends are all very thick-skinned people and are not afraid of being watched and pointed at by others.
Instead, they glared at each other and threw aggressive words at each other.
"My friend Fang Shiyou comes from a martial arts family, so a small tricycle is no problem for him."
"I, Zhu Xiaochao, started playing with cars when I was one year old. There are more cars in my garage than on the road. I can even win by driving a twisting car with my eyes closed!"
"Okay! Let's wait and see!"
"Just watch, if you lose later, don't forget to call me brother!"
"Humph!"
Huang Haohui stepped forward and laid out the rules: "Go around the small square ten times, whoever gets there first wins."
Ten laps?
Zhu Fang and the other man were dumbfounded.
"Isn't ten laps a bit too much?"
Are they like donkeys, turning in circles and grinding the mill?
Huang Haohui glanced at them and said, "Anyone who doesn't want to run can also give up."
Abstain? Impossible!
Sister Caibao took the timer sponsored by her mother and hung a whistle for Shen Xi's class around her neck. She stepped forward and stretched out her fat arms in a very confident manner: "Three, two, one!"
With the waving of small flags and the blowing of whistles, Zhu Xiaochao and Fang Shiyou took a step forward with their long legs. Although the tricycle is a children's car, it can also be driven very quickly by adults.
The two cars rushed out with a whoosh.
Caibao was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down, and Xiaopang stretched out his hands: "Huang Huang! Huang Huang!"
Huang Haohui quickly squatted down, and Caibao pounced on him. He carried the child on his back and strode after him.
Well, this kid's love for watching the fun is really strong, he wants to follow and watch.
One lap is about 500 meters, and ten laps is 5,000 meters. Plus, it’s a kid’s bike, so the longer your legs are, the more tired you’ll be paddling. So ten laps is definitely a joke.
Shen Xi shook his head, went to the side with Chen Chuan, and found a step to sit down.
Chen Chuan produced a box of sliced fruits from behind his back. The box was filled with cantaloupe, green grapes, lychees, etc. It was slightly cool and made people feel comfortable just by looking at it in this hot weather.
"Hubby, you are really the best husband in the world."
Shen Xi cheered, picked up the fruit fork and ate while enjoying the twisting car competition.
Chen Chuan curled the corners of his lips. Occasionally, when he opened his mouth, his wife would share the fruit with him. Then he looked at his daughter, who was riding on Huang Haohui and riding "driving driving driving" there, like a wild queen, impatient and lively. The smile on his lips deepened.
Days like this are really nice, aren’t they?
Shen Xi took a look at the race on the track. To be honest, it was very intense.
At the beginning, both of them were very strong and were chasing each other. However, the longer the legs of this kind of car, the more difficult it is to perform. Due to height limitations, no matter how strong the martial arts are, the space for display is limited and it is useless.
You can only fight with brute force.
After one, two, three or four laps, the two were still very close in speed, and neither had an absolute advantage.
The people watching were inspired by the fighting spirit of the two young men. At first they just came to watch the fun and laugh, but later they began to cheer them on.
Waves of cheers and applause make the small square very lively today.
By the fifth lap, Zhu Xiaochao started to disobey the rules of martial arts. He accelerated and kicked the back of Fang Shiyou's car. Fang Shiyou was trying his best to rush forward, but suddenly there was a brute force from behind, and he couldn't brake and rolled to the side.
Fortunately, he had good skills and excellent balance. He flipped over and picked up the tricycle, turned it around, and landed easily with the tricycle again.
"Wow! That's amazing!" The onlookers applauded collectively.
Isn't this better than those martial arts dramas on TV that are only about showing off? This is real kung fu.
Zheng Shou came over, smacked his lips and hummed, "Fang Zhiyao, that stingy guy, his grandson's talent is really good."
Chen Chuan looked at him with a smile: "Dad, do you regret having only one disciple for so many years? In fact, there are many qualified and outstanding talents. You are so stubborn. How long will it take to revitalize your sect?"
Besides, all his wealth will be inherited in the future. Do you want to tire her to death?
See how good it is for him to help come up with this idea? Recruiting talents, the future competition is the competition for talents, this is true for doing business, and even more so for learning martial arts.
From now on, Caibao only needs to sit there comfortably. When something happens, she will call on one, two, three, four, five... tens of thousands of disciples to charge into battle for her. This is the life that his little Caibao should have.