Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 62 Stable!

   Because the configured shooting facilities are relatively advanced, the basketball that is thrown will roll back in the next second.

   The little guy hugged the ball that flew back, pouted his mouth and raised his chin, looking at Wen Liang, "Then Suo Mingwo has better luck than you, a little bit~"

   After finishing speaking, the little milk bun mischievously stuck out his tongue at Wen Liang, which was so milky and skinny, cute and fried.

   "Huh, can we compare later if you have the ability?" Wen Liang's self-esteem is very strong, and he has the strength to not admit defeat in his bones, and he has to compete in everything.

  Xiao Daibao wanted to continue arguing with Wen Liang, but unexpectedly Su Qing grabbed Wen Liang's ear with a basketball in one hand, "Don't quarrel with children in the future, or you won't need any pocket money."

  Wen Liang was very afraid of Su Qing. She was very unconvinced before, but when she heard Su Qing say that she was deducting pocket money, her face suddenly drooped.

   didn't dare to be a demon anymore, so he could only obey obediently: "I see."

   Fu Chen didn't care about what happened next to him, and saw that he lowered his eyes and looked at the little milk bag, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a faint arc.

Not far away, a little boy stood obediently with a ball in his hand, looked at Wen Bai and the others with envy, and then seemed to have thought of something, pursed his lips, and went to accompany him to the event. middle-aged man glanced.

   The middle-aged man was on the phone with his mobile phone, his face was serious, "I see, you can talk to him again, if he insists on quitting the team, then quit."

   The little boy just stood there holding a ball obediently, and looked at the middle-aged man next to him like an idol, and suddenly thought of something, the expression of the pair of young pupils was a little gloomy.

   As long as he gets the first place and wins the championship, Dad will accompany him for a while?

  Thinking about it, the little boy couldn't help but look at the trophies and prizes placed on the periphery of the competition area.

   just stared straight at it for a long time, the little boy hugged the ball and firmly clenched his small fist, his eyes were extraordinarily determined!

   Well, then he must win the championship!

   Outside the game, the host who was running the event talked for a long time before starting the game.

   At the beginning of the game, the score on Xiaodaibao's side began to far exceed most of the surrounding teams, especially Fu Chen's, and the three-pointer was almost at his fingertips.

   One hit one, and Fu Chen's score was full in a few minutes, ruthless enough!

  Xiao Niipao saw that Fu Yanwang was so powerful, he couldn't help but grinned sweetly, put the basketball in his hands, and threw it directly to the three-point basketball hoop with both hands.

   One medium, followed by two mediums, three mediums…

   The little guy's shooting speed was not as fast as Fu Chen's, but he stabilized every ball and hit all of them.

  One is luck, two may be, three is unlikely.

   Not to mention that dozens of **** are stable.

   The little guy is still so young, and it is impossible for him to have practiced, so there is only talent left.

   One consecutive three-pointer, two-pointer, after a perfect score, the little guy's fair and tender cheeks smeared with powder, his forehead was sweaty, but there was a happy smile on his face!

   "Ow! Toffee is a nest!" The little milk bag directly threw the basketball away, hugged the man's thigh, and shared the happiness in a milky voice.

   Fu Chen was also surprised by Xiao Niipao's basketball talent. He leaned over and hugged Xiao Niubao, letting her sit on his shoulders.

   The little guy was lying on the man's head, his little hands hooked around the man's neck, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a honey-like smile, and he laughed out loud.

All around    were envious eyes and the sound of "wow" from the children.

   Such a handsome and powerful 'parent-child' team, the focus of the recording and shooting at the scene all turned to them.

   (end of this chapter)