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Chapter 46 Fool
Almost at the moment when Xia Zhiye lowered his body, Song Yan's hands changed from clutching the clothes around Xia Zhiye's waist to wrapping around his upper body, and then his abdomen tightened, and his legs were lifted up and wrapped around him. Xia Zhiye's waist.
There was no obstacle in front of Xia Zhiye's leg, so while holding Song Yan tightly, he stepped forward with his right leg, pressed his upper body to the right, and hugged Song Yan and brushed under the crossbar, then immediately retracted Left leg, one turn, and the two completed the level perfectly in an instant.
This is difficult for Song Yan and Xia Zhiye because the bone weight of men is much larger than that of women, and the flexibility is much poorer, so the other men and women can directly hug them and then squat down to pass the pole. does not apply to them.
Because it takes an extraordinarily long time to bear the weight, the requirements for the strength of the lower limbs are extraordinarily high, and the pressure is placed on Xia Zhiye alone, which naturally increases the difficulty of customs clearance.
So Song Yan chose to first control his body shape and Xia Zhiye's height so that he could pass stably, then let Xia Zhiye hug him, and then relying on Xia Zhiye's instantaneous explosive power, at the moment when he lost his balance, Pass quickly under the bar.
In just one or two seconds, the children and parents watching from the audience suddenly burst into warm applause and cheers.
However, this method is quick to return, but it focuses on a momentary force. When the force is finished, the two immediately lose their balance and fall on the mat.
Before Song Yan could react, Xia Zhiye pressed his entire body tightly, and his hands were still around Xia Zhiye's neck, his legs were still wrapped around Xia Zhiye's side, and his body was even more tightly attached to Xia Zhiye's side. Together, cross necks and embrace each other ambiguous.
In the eyes of other pure children and parents, this scene is just a small episode after the successful challenge of the two young boys.
But looking at the chubby chubby who was trying to cover the cabinet door for the two of them yesterday, there was only a big "Shit" left.
Are these two people playing like this in public? !
And the sound of this "Fuck" passing through the crowd with unparalleled precision fell into the ears of Song Yan and Xia Zhiye.
So Song Yan's movements stopped.
Xia Zhiye's movements also stopped.
At that moment, both of them had only one thought in their minds, whether it was illegal to kill Xiaopang.
And Xiaopang didn't know anything about this, and after the "fuck", he only felt that Song Yan and Xia Zhiye were really brave: "Brother Yan! Brother Ye! You are so good! A real man should be frank and not afraid of strange eyes! Go! I will greet you at the end of victory with flowers!!!"
Therefore, there are always some people in this world who want not only to let you die, but also to let you die with your name and surname that will never be reborn.
After thinking about where to bury Little Fatty at night, Song Yan looked at Xia Zhiye coldly: "I'll give you three seconds to get up from Lao Tzu."
Xia Zhiye immediately stood up and reached out to pull Song Yan.
Song Yan opened it with a slap and was about to get up, but as soon as she stood up, there was a tug at the back of her waist, and her brows couldn't help frowning.
Xia Zhiye asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just annoying." Song Yan threw out a sentence coldly, snapping the hat of the sweater on his head, then put his hands in his pockets, and walked quickly to the last stage of rock climbing.
The last level, without all the bells and whistles, is the simplest rock climbing sprint.
One of them goes first, the other goes up, and then the gongs and drums at the finish line are sounded together, and this fucking game can be completely ended.
Xia Zhiye glanced at the height of the rock wall, then glanced at Song Yan, who was still breathing heavily, and took the safety rope: "I'll go up first."
In this way, we can explore the way first, and also allow Song Yan to rest for a while.
Song Yan didn't object, and gave a cold "um".
After all, this rock wall is a rock wall in the parent-child paradise. Although it looks a little high, it is actually very simple to set the fulcrum, and the difficulty factor is not high. Xia Zhiye's limbs are slender and coordinated, and he climbed up in a few strokes.
The parents of the five-year-old next to them also successfully reached the final level.
Song Yan and the young father tied the safety rope at the same time.
The staff held the safety buckle around Song Yan's waist and lifted it up and down. Song Yan couldn't hold back and frowned again.
The pain of pulling the muscles at the back of the waist is a bit severe. It should be because the warm-up activities were not done well. Just now, used too much force, and it was stretched. A little movement caused severe pain.
The young father next to him noticed his expression and asked with concern, "Little classmate, are you alright?"
As soon as the voice fell, a milky cheer came from above his head: "Come on, Dad! I want Ultraman! Dudududu——"
Looking up, the little boy was lying on the back of the railing, making a classic Ultraman cross movement towards the bottom.
The young father immediately took a step back and responded with an identical gesture: "Dad received it! Please my son wait for Dad's victory in M78 Nebula!"
"My son received it too! Dad, come on!"
Wait until the little boy is obediently taken back to a safe place by the staff. The young father returned to his normal state, and Chong Songyan smiled embarrassedly: "My son just likes this, there is no way, otherwise my mother and I will not come to participate in this competition."
Song Yan looked at the other party's neckline, which was completely wet with sweat: "Ultraman seems to be the second prize?"
"Well, yes, the second prize, if it was the first prize, I might be dragging you into a fight now."
Song Yan: "?"
The young father smiled and said: "Really, no joke, I promised my kid to get the Ultraman for him. As a father, I have to work hard to do it. Otherwise, if the adult breaks his promise, the child will be very disappointed. "
If adults break their promises, children will be very disappointed.
Song Yan lowered her head and tried the safety rope, then lowered her eyes: "You are so kind to your son."
"Hey, isn't that the case with dads?"
The young father had a proud and happy smile on his face.
Song Yan didn't look at him again, just turned around and reached out to grab a depression above, then stepped on a protruding rock block and began to climb up.
When he was in Beijing before, he had some exposure to sports such as shooting, skiing, and rock climbing, so rock walls of this difficulty were not a problem for him.
It's just that every exertion of force will cause severe pain in the waist, so every time climb a step, have to stop and slow down, and then continue to climb again after the most severe pain has passed.
At first, I was able to endure it forcibly, but the more I pulled back, the more severe the pain became. Every time I selected an effective fulcrum, I needed to stop and slow down, so that even the young father next door, who was obviously overstretched, was very quick. surpassed him.
At first, Xia Zhiye thought that Song Yan had never climbed a rock before, so he was a little unfamiliar, but as he got higher and higher, Xia Zhiye felt more and more wrong.
He had seen Song Yan's motor nerves, and even if he was sparse, his movements wouldn't be so slow and cumbersome.
Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao have also come up from the background, looking down at the progress of the two people below: "Brother Yan is not in a good state."
Xia Zhiye remembered the frown that Song Yan had raised when he got up just now, and asked in a low voice, "Song Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No." After Song Yan finished speaking, he retracted his arm forcefully, and took another step up with his body.
However, the severe pain that came from the waist was a bit unbearable, so could only step on the two convex stones to stop again, holding the two closer fulcrums in hands, bending arms slightly, bowing head, and burying head in it. In the shadow of his arms, he took a deep breath.
It doesn't look like it's okay.
"Song Yan."
Xia Zhiye increased his tone.
Song Yancai raised his head again, then coldly threw out "I'm fine", and continued to climb up again.
However, the young father climbed to the finish line, looking at Lian Xia Zhiye's worried expression, panting, "I think your friend may be uncomfortable, I just saw his face was pale and pale, and his forehead was all over the place. sweat."
When Xia Zhiye heard this, his heart tightened, and he leaned down and shouted, "Song Yan, stop!"
Song Yan continued to bury her head up as if she hadn't heard it.
"Song Yan, stop immediately, then grab the safety rope, and I'll ask the staff to let you down." Xia Zhiye's tone was rarely serious and unpleasant.
However, Song Yan still acted as if she hadn't heard it, just mechanically repeating the movements of her body.
The stabbing pain in the waist muscle was pulling again and again, and the pain was so painful that he could only clench his teeth so as not to groan. Every step he climbed was like a severe punishment, and a few times it was so painful that he almost couldn't catch it. The end point is stable, and there is still a full half way to the end point.
It's not that Song Yan didn't think about giving up.
But he had promised little mahjong that if he wanted to get her the princess castle, he had to do it.
This is a promise that adults make to children, and they must not break their promises.
Because he knows better than anyone how disappointed and sad a child will be when he is looking forward to the promise of an adult with joy, but only waits for an empty event in the end.
He once also had a happy time at an amusement park. It was the first time in his life and the last time he went to an amusement park, so even if it was just a small promise, he didn't want to break his promise.
He didn't want to be the kind of adult he hated the most.
Song Yan bit her lip tightly, trying to forcibly shield her five senses with psychological cues. She didn't listen to the care and dissuasion of those anxious and worried, and didn't think about how far the end was. She just endured the severe pain and moved up little by little. climb.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...
Three steps.
two steps.
step.
When it finally reached the top and crossed the railing at the end, all the senses that were under pressure came surging.
The pain instantly made Song Yan unable to stand. He leaned on the railing and tried to sit on the ground, but was pulled into his arms by a pair of hands: "What's wrong?"
The tone of voice contained obvious displeasure and the heartache that was suppressed.
Song Yan pretended to be indifferent and pushed him away: "It's nothing, it's just that the waist seems to be pulled...Fuck! Xia Zhiye, you're fucking sick! Let me down!"
Before Song Yan could finish speaking, Xia Zhiye was directly beaten and hugged, and he couldn't help scolding angrily.
However, Xia Zhiye didn't listen to him at all, just tilted his head and asked the staff, "Where is the medical room in your park?"
The staff hurriedly said: "It's just at the entrance ticket gate, opposite the central castle, I'll let the sightseeing bus take you there."
"Well, thank you." Xia Zhiye looked back at Xiaopang and Kong Xiaoxiao, "You two help me take care of my sister, I'll take Song Yan to the medical room first."
After he finished speaking, he hugged Song Yan and boarded the sightseeing bus.
When Song Yan put Song Yan on the seat, Song Yan wanted to kick him down with one foot, but just lifted his leg and he gasped in pain.
Xia Zhiye's face turned even worse in an instant, and he pressed his shoulder: "Be honest, don't move."
After he finished speaking, he went to lift the hem of Song Yan's clothes.
Song Yan quickly opened his hand: "What the hell are you doing!"
Xia Zhiye resisted the urge to press someone on his leg and beat his butt, and turned him around: "See if your waist hurts anywhere else."
"No." Song Yan was now afraid of making physical contact with Xia Zhiye, feeling that Xia Zhiye was about to touch his waist, and hurriedly pulled back the hem of his clothes.
Xia Zhiye was only worried, he grabbed his wrist and pressed it aside and said, "If not, show me."
Song tired of anxiety: "I said no means no, there is nothing to see."
"I asked you if you were okay just now. You said it was okay. What happened?"
Xia Zhiye remembered Song Yan's pale and pale face just now, and his heart was so painful that he panicked, but he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't scold him. The tone was inevitably a little heavier.
Song Yan was used to Xia Zhiye's good temper. The first time he saw him like this, he was very uncomfortable because of the pain. As a result, Xia Zhiye not only didn't coax him, but also murdered him, and he couldn't tell whether he was wronged or angry.
The tone also cooled down: "I have nothing to do with you, I don't have to report to you."
"You participated in this competition because of me. Do you think it has anything to do with me?"
"Don't think too much. I only feel sorry for the little mahjong when I participate in the competition. It has nothing to do with you. Don't take everything on yourself. We don't know each other." The more Song Yan said, the colder his voice became.
Xia Zhiye laughed angrily: "Okay, we don't know each other well, then I'll ask you what you plan to do if you lose your money today?"
"My own waist is useless, it's none of your business. Xia Zhiye, we've only known each other for two or three months. Can you stop worrying about the world? You're not mine."
"What do you think it has to do with me if you lose your waist? Then let me ask you, do I have money, whether I can eat or not, and what does it have to do with you if I am bullied by a rich woman? Who are you to me?"
"..."
"So Song Yan, are you saying these things today because you are a fool?"
"..."
Song Yan's hand that was pulling the hem of her clothes froze in place, not daring to move.