Wei Zi smiled and said to Feng Jiayu: "Your father's riding and shooting are even better."
"Really?" Feng Jiayu blinked.
Feng Danyuan looked a little stiff: Why do you ask questions? Don’t you believe me? You bastard!
Unsurprisingly, Luo Ye and his son won the first place in this group and came back in high spirits.
"Little Ye Zi, you are so awesome!" Feng Jiayu congratulated his little classmate.
"It's okay, it's mainly because my dad is great." Luo Ye held out his belly with a proud expression of "I have a good dad."
Luo Helin smiled and said: "We are no longer doing anything in front of King Chen."
"Is Daddy Xiaoyu more powerful than you?" Luo Ye asked curiously.
"Much, much, much better than dad." Luo Helin said matter-of-factly.
"Wow - Xiaoyu, I want to see your father riding a horse and shooting arrows!" Luo Ye's eyes also sparkled.
Feng Jiayu raised his chin and suddenly became proud.
He secretly glanced at Feng Danyuan, but the latter still had a calm expression.
Finally it was Feng Jiayu and Feng Danyuan's turn.
The father and son came on the field, and enthusiastic cheers erupted outside the field:
"King Chen will definitely win!"
"King Chen will definitely win!"
...
Mr. Lao Wang gave a loud "hum".
Mr. Xiao Wang glanced at his old father with some embarrassment and comforted his son: "Xu'er, let's just do our best."
"Xu'er, you will definitely beat King Chen's son. Remember, this is your test, not King Chen's!" Master Lao Wang held on to the last bit of stubbornness and didn't let go.
"Yes, Grandpa, Xu'er has written it down." Xiao Wang Xu replied seriously.
The last group of games has begun.
Feng Danyuan helped Feng Jiayu onto the pony and said, "Pay attention to safety." He didn't ask his son to win first place, but he asked his son not to go on an errand.
Feng Jiayu nodded obediently.
The red flag waved, and five ponies galloped out—oh, no, four.
Feng Jiayu's pony was circling in circles.
"Drive, drive, drive -" The louder the young prince shouted, the happier the pony turned in circles.
This scene confused everyone.
King Chen looked at the little guy in disbelief: Didn't you say you could ride a horse?
The students who shouted "Chen Wang will win" lost their voice: should they continue shouting?
Luo Helin: Did he see it wrong? Isn’t that the young prince of the Chen Wang family?
Old Jijiu Master: I have already let the water go like this? Feng Danyuan, your little baby can’t even ride a horse?!
Master Lao Wang stroked his white beard, and his ambition came back: Like father, there may not be like son, his Xuer will definitely win!
Wei Zi couldn't help but look at Feng Weihuan: What's going on?
Feng Weihuan held his forehead: "Xiao Yu once fell while practicing riding a horse. His father felt sorry for him, so he didn't let him practice again. He said it doesn't matter if he doesn't know how to ride a horse. He can also protect himself with weapons."
In fact, she had wanted to do this for a long time, but thinking that Xiao Yu had practiced horseback archery for a period of time, she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart: Maybe Xiao Yu could do it? After all, he was the son of the God of War of the Yun Kingdom.
As a result, reality is cruel, there is no such thing as luck in the world, and the son of Yun Guo's God of War - really can't ride a horse.
At this time, an even weirder scene appeared on the playing field.
The other children were running towards the finish line, while the God of War from Yun State was at the starting point teaching his son how to ride a horse.
Feng Danyuan pulled back the pony that had let itself go, adjusted Feng Jiayu's sitting posture, and told him in detail how to control the horse.
"Don't worry about others, just run forward. As long as you can come back, remember?"
