Chapter 143 is enjoyable.

After playing for about ten minutes, Shu Lan said she was exhausted and wanted to leave the court, and threw the racket to Shu Maomao.

"Got it? Just use the racket to hit the ball and make sure it doesn't go out of bounds. Don't use your supernatural powers, or you'll be considered cheating."

Because Shu Lan hadn't caught a single ball in the past ten minutes, Shu Maomao was already eager to play. He left a chair for her and rushed over with his racket in hand: "Play."

The cub is still the same cub. Shu Lan couldn't help laughing: "Competition, it would be boring if we didn't. Whoever gets eleven points first wins. Does Teacher Huo agree?"

Huo Yu nodded without objection.

"Then I'll be the referee. Teacher Huo will serve first. Don't let him go. Let him know how powerful adults are."

In the first ball, Huo Yu served a long ball to the back of Shu Maomao. While Shu Maomao was running to the backcourt to receive the ball and had not yet moved back to his original position, Huo Yu scored the first point with a short and fast smash.

"Oh! So handsome, Mr. Huo! One to zero."

Huo Yu pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

Shu Maomao's raised eyebrows dropped, his dark eyes fixed on Huo Yu, who was half a body taller than him, and his voice was full of unwillingness to admit defeat: "Come again!"

"Mr. Huo won, he continues to serve, come on, get ready."

Huo Yu scored the second ball again. Shu Maomao thought he was going to smash it again, but Huo Yu saw him running forward, changed the angle halfway, and returned a high shot when the ball was about to fall.

Shu Maomao jumped but failed to catch it. His eyes followed the ball above his head to the edge of the green boundary line.

"2-0, keep up the good work, Mr. Huo."

Shu Maomao curled the corner of his mouth, turned around to pick up the ball and threw it to Huo Yu.

"Come on, Master Mao Mao."

A female voice sounded behind Shu Lan. She turned around and saw Ji Lan, who had appeared out of nowhere, and the crowd that had gathered from other places.

"Serve again later! Come, place your bet. I'll bet on Mr. Huo to win, using one food coupon."

Ji Lan took out the food coupons and gave them to her: "I'm betting on Master Maomao."

The others shook their heads: "I don't gamble anymore. I don't have any."

"No, no, Commander, we'll just take a look."

"I'll do it. I have extra food coupons, and I support Secretary Huo too!"

Shu Lan collected two handfuls of food coupons. When she couldn't take any more, she waved her hands and said, "Keep going, Teacher Huo, come on."

Relying on experience, Huo Yu led Shu Maomao by six points. While playing, he looked worriedly at his opponent's increasingly cold expression.

Is this too much bullying for the child?

But the commander kept cheering him on, as if he really wanted him to win.

It's difficult.

A smash with a whistling sound passed by his cheek and fell to the ground.

"6 to 1, you're back to normal, son! Come on, overtake the teacher."

Huo Yu: ...He's overthinking it. The commander will cheer for whoever scores.

Shu Maomao, who had learned the skills of swinging the racket and moving in six games, made great progress and scored four points in a row. After narrowing the score, his winning streak was interrupted. The battle became tense and more and more people gathered to watch.

In the end, Shu Maomao was the first to reach eleven points, and Huo Yu lost with nine points, which caused a lot of sighs.

"The match is fake."

"Secretary Huo understands the ways of the world."

"My ticket—"

Shu Lan said, "The one who escorts Maomao comes here to get the tickets. Lanlan, take two and go."

Huo Yu lowered his head to pick up his crutches. Shu Lan saw him and called out, "Put it down! Didn't someone just say the match was rigged? This is questioning my fairness and Master Maomao's ability. If you don't agree, come forward. But don't be too picky. Six points. First, take the ten food coupons worth six points from Master Maomao."

The crowd was silent for a second, and the sounds of registrations came one after another.

"I'll do it!"

"I'll do it, Commander."

Huo Yu's fingers shrank, and finally he withdrew them and walked towards her.

There were many things that could be used as a net, but she insisted on using his crutch.

He withdrew his hand and walked back to Shu Lan, his steps gradually becoming lighter. "Commander, I didn't let you go."

Shu Lan nodded with satisfaction. "I know. Don't be too sad. It's not shameful to lose to a one-in-a-million genius like my son. Here are the car keys. Help me get some tickets. The money I just paid out isn't enough."

"good."

The badminton match resumed, and Shu Maomao became more and more courageous. Later, Shu Lan was too lazy to even report the scores, because she could hardly score points from her son. She had a stack of food coupons in her hand but had no place to distribute them.

After playing for over an hour, Shu Lan figured Shu Maomao was almost done with his fun, so she said, "Stop! Today's challenge ends here. We'll play again next time."

Shu Maomao came back, covered in sweat. Shu Lan smiled and pushed him away: "Stay away from me, don't rub your sweat on me, is it fun?"

"It's fun." Shu Maomao took out a large towel from the space and covered his head with it, rubbing it violently. Shu Lan couldn't stand it anymore, so she took it and helped him wipe the sweat off his hair and face, then turned him over, lifted up his clothes and wiped his back.

Shu Maomao obediently grabbed the hem of her clothes, exposing her belly and letting her rub it: "The person behind is too weak, it's not as interesting as beating Teacher Huo."

"Do you like difficult games?"

"Um."

Shu Lan finished wiping him and put his clothes down to cover her belly. "It's hard to find someone who can compete with you. You learn things so quickly and have great physical strength. Fortunately, there are so many people, otherwise I can't play with you alone. Alas, I wanted to give them welfare, but now I have to put the food coupons back the way they came."

Shu Maomao looked at the stack of food coupons in her hand and snorted, "Who told you to always cheer others on?"

"If I don't cheer them on, they'll think I'm not allowing them to beat you. They'll get scared and then deliberately let you win, which will be even more boring."

"profound."

"Are you tired?"

"No."

"Then let's go play something else. Oh, and burn this fake ball net."

Another day was coming to an end soon. The sunset in the sky added a layer of soft orange-yellow light to Shu Lan's face. She sat on a high place, looking at Shu Maomao playing football with a group of adults, and pressed the button on the headset.

She heard Anselin talking to someone: "If they just start fighting without even saying anything, then... huh?"

Shu Lan asked: "So what?"

Anselin continued, "Just hit him."

She walked to a quieter place and asked Shu Lan, "Are you done?"

Shu Lan leaned back and said, "I'm not busy. I just need to talk every day and let others do the work for me. Ah~ It's so satisfying to be the boss."

“It’s fun sometimes.”

Shu Lan curled her lips: "It sounds like the Zombie King is not having a good time right now."

"Some survivors encountered enlightened zombies on their way to District 9 and started fighting without explanation. If they didn't fight the zombies, they would die. If they fought, both sides would die."

Shu Lan tucked the flying hair behind her ear and said in a leisurely tone, "Has anyone ever told you that you've already saved most people and the zombies? There's no need to take all those minor collisions and casualties to heart."

Anselin suddenly fell silent.

Shu Lan saw Shu Maomao score a goal and his teammates were cheering for him. She wanted to rush over and hug him in excitement, but Shu Maomao dodged her nimbly and disgustedly.

She smiled softly, raised her head, and changed the subject: "The clouds over here are very beautiful, how about yours?"

Anselin looked at the gloomy and heavy rain clouds in front of her, raised her eyebrows, and replied: "It looks good too."