Chapter 865: Shaoguan

"Tomorrow we will be together, let's see what project to talk about." Zhang Han smiled, very interested look: "Parent-child sports, I am still participating for the first time."

Some people always feel bored, but I feel that Mr. Zhang... certainly not, a successful man like you is too rare.

Wang Jiawen’s eyes looked at Wang Yizhen.
After chatting with Zhang Han for five minutes, he called Wang Yi to go home.
Meng Meng also played almost the same, back to the castle, and took a shower with the purple.
Under the expectation of the little princess, the parent-child movement will come.
"Hey, will we win if we wait?"
Meng Meng wearing sportswear, holding her head and holding the numb hand, but she habitually asked Zhang Han.
"Of course I will win, my daughter is so powerful, isn't it?"
"Well, ha." Meng Meng's mouth is a happy arc: "Hey is the most powerful."
"I don't necessarily win." Zi Yan was helpless and looked at Zhang Han. He said: "Meng Meng, everything is possible. We won't win every time. If we lose, it is normal. It is said that failure is the mother of success, that is to say, after failure, after reflection, we will find a way to success."
"Amount?" Where can you understand this?
Understand the meaning of the words, the reason is not very clear, Meng Meng and her classmates, the five-year-old kid, also began to have their own ideas, but like Meng Meng so clever, Lu Guo said very rare.
"Hey, Ma Ma said that we won't win?" Meng Meng's small mouth slightly tilted, as if it was a small unhappy look.
"No." Zhang Han immediately replied: "Whoever said that he won't win, Meng Meng is so powerful, we definitely win, Dad is afraid to ask you to go back."
"Hey, what you said is wrong." Meng Meng vaguely muttered: "I am not stupid, do not drag my legs, dragging Meng Meng does not disappoint..."
The words provoked Zhang Han to laugh, but when he just came out, he felt the beautiful white eyes beside him.
The eyes of the purple eyes seem to say:
What do you mean? Is it against me? Still win and win, can you let Meng Meng win every time? Develop this habit, if you lose in the future, do you know if you will be hit?
"Hey......"
Zhang Han smirked and did not refute.
Just my heart is pondering:
Let my daughter win for a lifetime, isn't that what I am going to do?
He doesn't care so much, just be happy.
I was so purple and angry and funny, and finally sighed helplessly.
Can't go on like this. Now, the father and the daughter are both in one heart. Maybe someone asks Meng Meng who is afraid of her family? Ziyan knows the answer when he thinks about it.
I didn't think so before. How did I become a child in my family?
Blame this stinky bastard.
For a time, Zi Yan’s heart was a bit resentful.
She knows that if she doesn't care, then Meng Meng does not fly with her to the sky?
"Welcome all students and parents to participate in this parent-child sports meeting, the school was founded......."
Chairman Luo Shan personally took the stage to say something, but his gaze always looked at the two shifts in the middle of the shift.
After a word, the sports meeting began.
The parent-child sports meeting is a sports competition project jointly completed by parents and children.
The first leggings run 100 meters.
on the grass.
Looking at Zhang Han and Meng Meng who are riding the dust.
In particular, Zhang Hanna followed the Meng Meng rhythm, a strong leg.
The mouth of the purple pimple is a bit stiff.
First, no doubt.
"Wow! Hey, we are the first!"
Meng Meng laughed, Zhang Han also laughed:
"Meng Meng is really amazing."
In the second exercise, the parents used three red bricks to move forward and let the children walk on the red bricks, only 50 meters long.
The results of it.
Meng Meng seems to be walking on the ground, sneaking Dada, accompanied by Zhang Han who has a quick arm movement.
It is also a ride on the dust, attracting too much attention.
"I rub? The parents over there have two sons."
"It’s really fast, it’s almost going to the end, and other talents are going over ten meters.

"Is this specially trained?"
"Brother, you wait for us, so stay tuned!"
Other parents watched the excitement, and the parents behind Zhang Han were in a hurry and wronged.
It’s very hard work, why people are so good.
"Hey......"
In the support group, Zi Yan took a forehead and sighed:
"This baby is awkward, not saved."
It’s a headache!
"Ha ha ha ha, nice!"
Luo Shan sat on the podium, looking at this side, could not help but celebrate:
"Beautiful, won again!"
Looking at Meng Meng was raised by Zhang Han over the head, the father and the daughter cheered, Luo Shan is very pleased.
"Ma Ma, Ma Ma, why don't you call us to cheer?"
Back to the rest of the seat, Meng Meng will be next to the purple dragonfly, proudly said:
"Ma Ma, I and I both took the first place. Waiting if you want to be with me, I am amazing..."
"I?" Zi Yan looked very happy and Meng Meng, the mouth moved, and finally said: "You still have to go with your dad, I will wait for you to cheer."
After forgetting it, it’s fun to come out and play, let her play with her, and I won’t necessarily win.
"What about your daughter?" Zhang Han raised an eyebrow at Ziyan.
Raised a big white eye.
Then there was a look:
Call me, go to the sofa at night!
Hey!
Zhang Han is honest at once.
After two minutes of rest, Wang Yizhen, Martin, and Li Munen all ran over:
"Wow, Meng Meng, you and your dad are too bullish."
"It's really amazing, you are the first."
"I am also the first."
"Countdown."
"..."
The praises of the students are very useful, and they are full of proud smiles.
Here is a happy game.
The other one.
The three elders personally led the team, the security team's people went into battle, and the busy Wang Xiaowu, Yunfeiyang, and Chen Changqing gathered in the early morning to fly to the northeast.
The plane landed in the ice city, and the small man and the cover of the dragon were coming over.
More than one hundred people, the mighty to the martial arts world.
"Hey? How are so many people!"
"The three elders of Tianxia Mountain, he led the team to the martial arts world, hehe!"
"Is it difficult to fight with which sect? Is it wrong? If you really want to fight, you can't bring so many masters."
"It should be something."
"..."
There were a few people at the entrance. When I saw this scene, I quickly let myself go, and I was a little surprised.
When a group of three elders entered the martial arts world, these talents rushed to keep up, ready to watch the excitement.

It turned out to be Shui Yunzong?

"What is this going to do?"
The crowd reached the water cloud Zongshan Gate.
The Zongmen big array did not open, leaking a straight long road, hiking road, about a kilometer long.
There is one person every 50 meters, and there are a total of 20 sacred warriors.
At the apex, the facade of Jiang Jiang stood flat:
"I want to chase my daughter and come to me and say it!"
"Ha ha ha, father-in-law, please wait!"
At this time, the instructor Liu was full of enthusiasm, laughed and walked forward.
Jiang Yanlan’s popularity in Zongmen is very high. His value is good. He always likes to wear leather clothes. The small body makes some people with poor strength have a look at their eyes, but most of them respond to secular People, Zongmen is very strict, they can control it.
Now that I hear someone chasing Missy, many people are not happy.
"court death!"
"Today, let him pass a pass!"
"..."
Shui Yunzong yelled at a group of young disciples.
The man who can be the first off, in the middle of the godhood, shook his head slightly and saw the man on the front side of the crowd. He looked a little excited:
"God King! Chen Shenwang!"
Hey!
He flew quickly to the front and took out the pen and paper:
"God king, you are my idol, can you give a signature?"
"Ah? Ah, good."
Chen Changqing was a glimpse first, and then some of them couldn’t help but brush up and write a signature.
The disciple returned with satisfaction.
I can see that Jiang Jiangmen’s face is blue.
An elder next to him said with anger: "There is a shame! Soup robbery, roll me back!"
"This is a fight, and this is done, don't be angry."
The first young disciple took the signature and couldn’t help but groan:
Have people come to the mountain gate, haven't they acquiesced in this matter? Send us over to pretend to look like it. It is estimated that if I am going to retreat directly to others, I will not give me a half-responsibility. Hey, you can't do it, just install it.
"come on!"
"I rely!"
"Big brother, tap!"
Originally, the soup was still arrogant, thinking about acting really, and the face was killing.
In the next second, I saw Liu’s instructor’s hand, on the foot, on the head, and a total of twelve artifacts appeared, and the momentum came and made him startled.
Pulling the sword, going up and fighting, three seconds of soup robbery looked helplessly back down.
"You...the artifact is awesome, and you are served."
"Haha, next!"
Liu instructor also knew that the other party did not go all out and reported a grateful smile to the next opponent.
If there is good, there will be bad, like a Taiji figure, black in the white area, white in the black area, good and evil can not interpret a sect, because people are different.
This second opponent is a bit gloomy.
The bottom of my heart moved to kill the machine, and the shot was unrelenting.
But Liu’s instructor is not weak, and he has fired a real fire. A dozen artifacts have been suddenly recovered, and they have hard hit with their own strength.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Lanlan was somewhat worried, watching his disciple's eyes look a little angry.
Someone told her that the disciple who is fighting has a crush on her, but is this not the reason for the death?
This is the reason!
Jiang Lanlan did not realize that she sometimes liked it inadvertently. She also liked Liu’s instructor.
I often think of it in my mind. When Liu’s instructor faced the crisis, he decided to stand up and finally face death. He was domineering and laughing. ‘I’m Liu Qi’s death, but it’s still a general. ’
That scene trembled in Jiang Lan’s heart, and he did not expect his bones to be so persistent.
"Maybe for a small world sect, many people will choose to escape."
Jiang Yan’s blue heart shook his head.
She did not notice that the brow of Jiang Jiangmen’s door was slightly wrinkled.
What he wants to see is that Liu’s instructor’s status in Tianxia Mountain will not work, and that Zhang Hanyang will not care for him.
As a result, there are twelve kinds of artifacts on the upper level, which illustrate a lot of problems. His heart is faintly accepted, but he did not expect the second disciple to continue to die.