Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 175: I am Number One_1

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: I am Number One_1

On the main podium, a middle-aged woman in her fifties spoke eloquently.

She introduced the development and scale of the kindergarten and talked about the honors the kindergarten had achieved over the years.

Familiar parents all knew that the speaker was Ma Yanling, the principal of Blue Sky Kindergarten.

The children were about to have their summer vacation, some would transfer to other schools for various reasons, and the older children would graduate to elementary school. What lay before them now was the issue of kindergarten enrollment.

As the principal of Blue Sky Kindergarten, Ma Yanling held the parent-child sports day today firstly to complete the teaching task, and secondly to take this opportunity to promote the school, hoping to attract children from nearby to attend Blue Sky Kindergarten.

After speaking for a full ten minutes, she finally announced that the sports meet was officially underway.

The teachers went to their respective classes to explain the events of the sports meet.

Mo Xiaochen was in the small class, and there were only three events: hoop throwing, ping-pong ball clamping, and the 50-meter shuttle relay.

As planned, a vibrant red scarf was tied around each parent’s neck, while the children wore green ones.

After Teacher Zhou explained the specific rules to the parents, the first event began.

Hoop throwing, a simple event where both the student and parent had five hoops each. Five targets were set up on an open space of the school’s playground.

Hitting the first target scored one point, the second two points, and so on. The scores of the student and parent were added together, and the top three with the highest scores received gold, silver, and bronze medals.

Soon, the first group took the stage. A little boy threw his five hoops in succession, only hooking one around the second target. His father only managed to hit two targets on the second row, totaling six points.

The second group went up, scoring a total of seven points.

The third group came on, and Mo Han suddenly became interested; it was Hong Bing and his son, with whom he had just had a verbal conflict.

Hong Xiaowu moved clumsily, the first hoop completely missing the mark, prompting laughter from the nearby children. After throwing all five, he only scored one point.

In an instant, Hong Xiaowu’s chubby little face turned red and puffy. Hong Bing patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Such a trashy game, Xiaowu, let your dad show you how it’s done."

As he spoke, he picked up a hoop and threw it towards the highest-scoring fifth target.

Unfortunately, the hoop was slightly off and didn’t hook the target.

He was slightly annoyed and threw four more hoops in quick succession, none of which landed, meaning their group scored a total of one point.

This was embarrassing, as he had just been showing off in front of his son and everyone else, only to be immediately faced.

"That doesn’t count!"

He stepped forward swiftly, picking up the hoops on the ground, ready to throw again.

The other parents couldn’t sit by and watch, "Hey, how can you do that? Everyone gets five hoops, why do you get to throw ten times?"

"Ms. Zhou, this isn’t fair. Aren’t you going to do something?"

Ms. Zhou gave a sheepish smile; not only was Hong Bing known as the money god of the garden, but he was also the well-known local tough guy. She did not dare to provoke him and simply pretended not to see, keeping silent.

The silent consent of teacher Zhou and others made Hong Bing increasingly arrogant, staring fiercely at everyone, his face showing no concern as he played again.

This time he didn’t show off. He hooked a total of 10 points with five hoops, plus his son’s one point, that was 11 points in total, provisionally taking first place.

Although the following groups were a bit angry, they still played by the rules. However, none surpassed 11 points.

It was Mo Han’s turn in the last group. Mo Xiaochen puffed up a smile and made a cheerleading gesture, "Dad, go for it!"

"Chen Chen, you too!"

Mo Han smiled slightly and let Mo Xiaochen throw first.

Mo Xiaochen took the hoop, stood on tiptoes, and with her right hand, she threw a parabola forward.

Whoosh, the hoop landed squarely on the mineral water bottle in the fourth row.

"Yay!"

With the first hoop scoring four points, Mo Xiaochen’s face bloomed with a smile. She quickly picked up the second hoop, and with another whoosh, it landed on the third row, scoring three points.

With just two hoops, she scored seven points, making the parents who had gone before blush with embarrassment.

Hong Bing frowned and was unhappily disturbed.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Three more hoops flew, scoring an additional five points. Along with the seven points from before, that made 12 points, and Mo Han hadn’t even performed yet; the daughter had already outshined everyone.

This score was definitely enough to secure first place, and the envious glances of the crowd were immediately cast upon them.

"She cheated!"

Just then, with a cold snort through his nose, Hong Bing interjected, "It doesn’t count!"

Pointing at the white line on the ground, he said coldly, "This little girl stepped on the white line just now. That’s a violation! The score doesn’t count! Zero!"

Cheated?

Everyone had the right to call out a violation except for you, Hong Bing; you had no right to do so.

Ms. Zhou twitched her mouth slightly and said, "Well, I was right there, and Mo Xiaochen didn’t step on the white line..."

"If I say she did, then she did!" Hong Bing cast a sidelong glance at Ms. Zhou, who dared not speak further. She simply lowered her head and then gave Mo Han an apologetic look.

"Yay! Yay! Daddy, you’re awesome, we won the first place,"

Seeing Ms. Zhou remain silent, the chubby Hong Xiaowu at his side, clapping his hands and laughing, his face showing not a hint of guilt.

Mo Xiaochen’s eyes brimmed with tears of frustration, too upset to speak.

She had just been standing on tiptoes; she had not stepped on the line at all. Why did even Ms. Zhou not believe her...

"Sigh..." Ms. Zhou sighed deeply, her eyes full of helplessness.

Even the kindergarten was infected by this sort of foul air, and she didn’t know how she was going to teach these children in the future.