"Fuck...fuck...fuck!"
"Is there any justice in this?!!!"
Daniel looked at the soaring purple kite, surpassing the kites about five meters high almost in the blink of an eye, and then continued to fly upward in a straight line. He watched helplessly as it surpassed his own big kite and continued to fly upward, like It's like flying all the way to the sky.
"Amazing……"
The children raised their heads and opened their mouths one by one. If they were thinking about letting their father surpass the black kite before, now they are watching this big purple kite flying higher and higher, and their little hearts have been completely impressed. There is no way to think of transcending it.
"Hey, father, our kite has been surpassed and is no longer the highest. This kite is prettier and bigger than ours, and it flies higher than us. We are no longer powerful at all." Yaya looked at Holding the purple phoenix kite, she pouted and started crying. Her happy appearance just now suddenly changed her color.
"Yaya, don't cry, don't cry. It depends on father. If he runs faster, he will definitely be able to fly higher!" Daniel suddenly became anxious. While comforting Yaya, he speeded up and ran with the fishing line in his hand. Continuously letting go, the black kite followed closely behind the big purple kite and continued to rise. For a while, it seemed like they were moving in tandem and fighting with each other.
"Well, I believe in father, come on, father!" Yaya stopped crying and encouraged Daniel with her little fists.
"Father, come on! Fly higher! Fly the highest!!!" Amy ran behind Mag, shouting happily. Although she didn't mean it, she still had a certain connection with the children. Competition means, of course, unwillingness to admit defeat.
"Okay." Mag glanced at Dennis and felt that this man looked a bit familiar. His eyes fell on the little girl with a small bun on her head. She suddenly remembered that this was not because of Amy's last time. The little girl with hair that makes her cry.
Looking at Daniel, who was sweating profusely and running ahead, turning his head to look at him with hostility from time to time, Mag suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He had hurt him once last time, and it seemed that he would not be spared this time. .
As for losing, Mag has never thought about it. After all, his daughter is still shouting for help at the back. Of course, he should fight for the first place at this time. Who is not a father? How can he give it to others? reason.
"Although I was hurt by the black kite just now, now I hope that the black kite can win. If the purple kite wins, it will be troublesome."
"Yes, that purple kite is so beautiful. I don't know if he made it himself or bought it. If he could buy it and said, if he made it himself, there would really be nothing he could do about it."
The parents looked at the two kites nervously. Although they were not competing, it was related to the pain and torture they would have to endure in a while. A big, beautiful, and high-flying kite made them Where to get it?
"Wow, look, that kite is so beautiful, and it must be so high!"
"Yeah, just now I thought it was a beautiful big bird flying from Aden Square."
"Although the black kite next to me is a bit ugly, it flies quite high. It looks like the two kites are competing."
The two kites flew higher and higher, which also attracted the attention of many people outside the square. Generally, a kite made by oneself can fly three to five meters high, which is considered good, while a kite made by an experienced craftsman can fly even further. It is higher, but due to various reasons such as materials, not many can fly more than ten meters.
Now the two kites are more than ten meters high, and they are still rising. It seems that the scene of the competition is not only surprising but also a little bit hopeful. They all want to see which kite can fly. It was higher, attracting many people to stop and watch.
Feeling the gazes coming at him one after another, Dennis was very motivated. He had put a lot of energy into this kite, and he also wanted to re-establish a tall image in Yaya's heart. He must not give up and give up so easily. He had almost already While running fast, the long line in my hand is almost finished.
Compared to Dennis who was running wildly in the square, Mag looked much more elegant. Apart from running a few steps quickly when taking off, he just gently pulled the kite string according to the direction of the wind, and the purple phoenix rose into the wind. Flying towards the sky gracefully.
"Wow, Father, you are so awesome! Our purple phoenix is so awesome, fly higher! Fly higher!" Amy raised her head, clapped her little hands and exclaimed with excitement. This was her first time Flying a kite, I used to be envious when I saw other children flying with their father or mother, but now her father also takes her to fly a kite, and it is such a beautiful big kite, bigger than everyone else's kites. All fly high.
Oh, there is still a big black kite hanging on, almost as tall as the purple phoenix, which makes Amy a little nervous. That big black kite looks so powerful.
"Father, come on! Father, come on!" Yaya clapped her little hands and shouted loudly, looking at the black kite chasing the big purple kite, her little face was full of nervousness.
"It seems pretty powerful, but if it's just to this level, I'm afraid it's not enough." Mag glanced at the big black kite, and just as a gust of wind blew, the reel in his hand loosened, and the purple phoenix raised its head upward, flying steadily. Climbing up, the black kite was suddenly thrown down, and the reel rotated rapidly, fifteen meters, twenty meters, twenty-five meters... There seemed to be no upper limit.
"This...how is this possible!" Dennis looked at the purple kite that flew away from his own kite by more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"call out!"
At this moment, the long straight line in Dennis's hand suddenly broke in the middle, and the big black kite, like a bird with broken wings, fell directly from the sky and planted itself in a bush.
Dennis looked blankly at the disconnected cord in his hand, and a sigh of regret echoed in the square.
"Our kite flies the highest! Father is the best!" Amy shouted happily, ran over and hugged Mag's thigh.
Mag put away the kite string and picked up Amy with a smile. The little guy's smile and adoring eyes made him very satisfied. The purple phoenix was soaring alone in the sky, looking really invincible and lonely.
"Woo... our kite is broken. It is no longer the highest and can't fly..." Yaya, who was holding a small bun on her head, stayed for a while, covered her eyes and started to cry.
"Yaya, don't cry, don't cry. In a moment, father will tie up the kite string, so that it can fly into the sky again, and later it can fly higher..." Dennis walked over quickly and hurriedly wiped Yaya. Tears, he said.
"But... but... Yaya wants a beautiful kite like that little sister. That one is nice and big, and it flies high..." Yaya pouted, looking at Amy and the big purple kite in the sky.
