Chaochao, as proud as a hound beneath a king's throne, declared, "We are very powerful!"

Suddenly clear-headed, and thinking about her own abilities, Chaochao felt a little guilty and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what if I don't play well and embarrass you?"

Jiang Chi recovered from his daze and casually tucked her hair behind her ear. "Then lie down."

With tears in her eyes, Chaochao hugged Jiang Chi's leg, saying, "Brother, you're so good to me~" He didn't think she was useless.

Jiang Chi patted the little dumpling's head, thinking to himself.

What can we do? We can't just feed you a bag of high-tech pig feed and turn you into a sports prodigy with well-developed limbs overnight, can we?

As long as you don't trip over your own feet and fall flat on your face, it's fine.

The baby team's challenge began soon.

Taking into account the difference in strength, the production team moved the starting point five meters closer to the goal.

Compared to the dads, the kids caused even more mishaps, filling the screen with all sorts of falling poses. Lei Bao and Chang Chang scored two goals, and Leo scored one.

Xiao Qing performed the best, inheriting her father's athletic ability but with a better sense of direction, and scored three goals.

It was finally Chaochao's turn to take the stage.

Chaochao cheered herself up, saying that she was the sister of the God of War, and she was no less capable!

He kept repeating it, and Chaochao became increasingly arrogant.

She is incredibly talented.

The system's brain encouraged: "Chao Chao, charge forward bravely! Win back that refrigerator—no, that deluxe lunch!"

In fact, after spinning around, Chaochao was faced with coils of mosquito coils. Ugh, so dizzy...

She shook her head, trying to shake off the dizziness, but it only made her dizzier!

Chaochao: "!!!"

A sense of panic inevitably rose in the child's heart. The older brother's voice seemed to drift from afar, coming in waves, "Stand still... then take three steps forward..."

Then, everyone saw the little dumpling take a firm step and fiercely carve out a path at a 45° north-northeast angle.

She walked away stubbornly, like a spirited young woman in an advertisement who wasn't in her element because she hadn't drunk any energy drinks.

In the end, the production team couldn't stand it anymore and brought him back.

Chaochao stood there blankly, surrounded by complete darkness.

Jiang Chi: "Take one step to the right."

Her right hand is the hand that holds the chopsticks.

Chaochao carefully took a step, then stretched out her foot to test the air, kicking up, down, left, and right, but only hitting air each time.

Everyone stared at the football, which had been surrounded by Foshan's "Shadowless Kick" yet remained completely unharmed, and thought, "..."

A new master of outlining footballs has emerged!

System: Waaah, what should I do? The harder I try, the more heartbroken I feel.

[Hahahaha, the God of War brother and his weakling sister!]

[You played very well, don't do that again next time, haha]

[Haha, I feel like Teng Yi and Chaochao are father and daughter, they look exactly alike, hahaha]

[Baby, all those mean aunties are laughing at you, but I'm different. Come to Mommy's arms!]

Jiang Chi accepted this scene well.

He said, "Go left, left."

Then the little dumpling plopped down without the slightest hesitation.

"..."

After ten minutes on the field, I finally got to touch a football.

Jiang Chi breathed a sigh of relief, "Kick forward with all your might."

"Bang--"

Jiang Chi's pupils contracted slightly. "Chao Chao, lie down!"

The soccer ball, which bounced back from the goal frame, grazed Chaochao's head and knocked down Teng Yi, who was sitting on the grass behind her, laughing and watching the commotion.

Teng Yi, lying on the grass: "..."

Thank you, one more injury today.