Chapter 50

Mike hasn't participated in the school sports meeting for a long time, but watching the children gallop on the court, he seems to feel that he is back to his youth

"Dad, what do you think?"

Clark pushed Mike.

Mike's eyes jumped and said, "I'm wondering if I can add some deep memories to your childhood."

Clark was inexplicably cold in his heart, and then said, "Uncle hank, they have come. Shall we rehearse?"

He pointed to the participating families in the distance and said, "I heard they have been rehearsing for a long time."

"Is there anything to rehearse?"

Mike said carelessly, "with a little effort, we will win!"

"You're right!"

As he spoke, Hank Pimm came over with hope and nodded to Mike.

He likes this confidence.

"By the way, don't you still have to take part in the men's and women's relay? Get ready."

Mike pushed Clark.

Hank said, "we'll cheer you on!"

"Who wants you to refuel!" Hope couldn't help lifting his mouth, grabbed Clark and left quickly.

Mike: "young..."

Hank: "that's nice..."

The two looked at each other.

"Hahaha!"

"What about the two boys?"

Hank Pimm asked curiously.

Mike stretched out his hand and pointed to the class they were in, saying, "they are class activities, don't worry about them."

Hank Pimm nodded and said, "I remember Clark had a tug of war in class before the relay race. Did Clark participate?"

"Er... Yes!"

"Let's go and refuel."

"Actually, it's not necessary..."

"Come on, don't be shy, you're his father!"

Hank Pimm patted Mike and walked to the tug of war area.

Mike followed with his face covered.

He also specifically told Clark in the morning not to work too hard in the tug of war.

The tug of war competition was in full swing. The children leaned back desperately with sucking strength along with the slogan. The audience shouted at the top of their lungs, as if they were going to lend their strength to the children of the tug of war.

Mike: ヽ (ーー) ノ.

Very calm.

Finally, it's Clark's turn to their class.

Mike began to get nervous.

Hank Pimm smiled and comforted, "don't be nervous, even if you lose, it's nothing."

You don't understand!

Mike shook his head.

The game begins!

With a whistle, the parents of the audience shouted hysterically, as if to add a buff to their children, but Mike shouted nervously, "take it easy, son!"

Amid the cheering sound, there was an alien, and the parents looked at Mike and tortured him with their eyes.

Hank Pimm elbowed Mike.

Mike glanced at the crowd and said, "what are you looking at? Haven't you seen it? Come on!"

"There is such refueling!"

A parent muttered.

You know shit!

Mike swept fiercely. The parent shook and turned to continue refueling.

The two sides of the tug of war were somewhat stuck, and Clark, who was paddling, carefully controlled his power.

For him, it is much harder to control his strength to maintain this situation than to win this game.

"Use a little force, a little force, Clark!"

Everyone glanced at Mike.

It's this alien again.

Mike didn't care, and all his attention was on Clark, for fear that Clark would throw these children out with too much force.

Clarke breathed a sigh of relief, lifted his heart with a hand and pulled his opponent over the line.

"Oh, oh!"

"Great! My son is great!"

"Great!"

Amid the cheers, Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

Well done!

Clark's control over his power is getting stronger and stronger.

Mike winked at Clark. Clark gave Mike a thumbs up. Father and son smiled tacitly.

There is no need to see the result.

Sure enough, after several rounds, Clark's class won the final victory.

Hank Pimm looked at Clark, who was sweating, and said, "good job, boy!"

This child has made a lot of efforts. Is it OK to run the relay later?

He is a little worried.

Clark smiled at him.

Mike patted Clark on the shoulder. "Well done."

"I'm going to prepare for the game."

Clark said and turned away.

"Go, go to the audience!"

Pikeham trotted past.

Looking at pikeham's back, Mike couldn't help shaking his head.

This is my father.

After waiting for about half an hour, after the sprint race, it was finally the men's and women's 300x2 relay race.

"Come on! Hope! Clark!"

Hank Pimm shouted, and his excitement was even more exciting than when he was an ant man, he killed into the enemy.

In contrast, Mike

ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

Still calm.

As long as hope didn't hand over the baton to Clark when the other side reached the finish line, there was no suspense at all.

Of course, Mike and Clark can't do that at all.

"Look, that's my son! Isn't he handsome and strong!"

A pair of black parents standing next to Mike, seeing that Mike didn't refuel, thought that Mike was coming to the game, and excitedly introduced their son to Mike.

A strong black boy.

Mike nodded indifferently.

Thinking that Mike was very optimistic about his son, the black parents immediately showed a kind smile to Mike.

Bang!

The signal gun rang.

As the girls who started, they ran out in an instant.

"Hope! Come on!"

Hank Pimm was still roaring in a low voice at the beginning, but when he saw hope's attitude of trying to rush forward and doing his best to win, he couldn't help but stand up and add oil loudly.

Well, when it comes to his daughter, it's not like a superhero, technology tycoon or billionaire at all.

Finally, hope handed in the second bat, and at the moment of handing in the bat, Clark rushed out and kept biting the first place.

Seeing this scene, Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

Not too exaggerated, good.

But at this time, the black couple beside him shouted, "honey, get rid of that black haired baby!"

Baby?

Mike was stunned.

"At first glance, that boy is a sissy. Kill him for me, peachy!"

Sissy?

Mike's eyes were cold.

"He's only qualified to kiss your ass!"

Can't bear it!

Mike angrily pushed the two away and shouted at Clark, "Clark! Surpass that boy for me and show some strength! Don't let him lose too hard!"

The black couple stared at Mike, and then they realized that Mike was the enemy.

"Baby! Kill him!"

The two pushed Mike and shouted at his throat.

Mike pressed their heads and shouted to Clark, "go!"