Chapter 20

Until all the children stepped into the yard, several dads came out of the house.

"Dad!"

The little ones shouted loudly in an instant, and then ran swiftly towards their own dad, except--

"Daughter!"

Unlike the other families, Ji Ruochu's father and daughter were completely reversed.

Only to see Ji Tianwang take a few quick steps forward and immediately pick up his daughter who was still holding a little red flag.

"Does it hurt, let Dad see."

"Did you bump anywhere when you fell off the bed?"

"Does your butt hurt..."

Ji Ruochu immediately covered Ji Mochen's mouth with the red flag: ......Shut up, I don't want to hear any of that! ?へ ?

Ji Mochen, whose mouth was suddenly covered: ??

"Baby, are you going to give this red flag to Dad?" The old father was deeply moved.

"Yeah yeah yeah." As long as you don't talk about those embarrassing things anymore.

"Good job, congratulations to the babies for successfully completing the mission and finding Dad." The village chief came out of the house next door.

"Village chief, where's our reward?" Fan Jin's memory has gotten much better.

"Reward? Of course there is." As soon as he finished speaking, staff members brought up trays of ingredients.

"Because the babies successfully completed the mission, the babies can choose their favorite one first from all the ingredients, as a reward."

The program team was very generous this time. There were not only seafood such as lobster and crab on the big round table, but also a good amount of meat and vegetables.

"Now, you have one minute to start choosing." The village chief took out a timer, "Remember, what you choose will affect what you eat for dinner tonight."

Dinner?

The little ones instantly looked up at their fathers, as if trying to see some clue in their father's eyes. "Son, eat whatever you want, Dad can make it for you." This was Lin Xindi's dad.

"Ruoruo, Dad can make anything too, just take whatever you want." There was no way Ji Mochen would allow himself to be looked down upon, so he immediately said.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he bragged, he would be punctured by his daughter: "Blowing cow~”

Regarding Ji Mochen's cooking skills, Ji Ruochu was still quite clear, so the little one commanded her boastful old father to pick her up and look over all the ingredients before finally choosing a small bag of raw rice placed at the very edge.

"Hmm? Rice?" The village chief was surprised, "Why did Ruoruo only choose rice? Is it because your dad...can only cook rice?"

"Tsk." Ji Mochen was dissatisfied in an instant, "What a joke? I've been practicing cooking for many years."

"No, it's because I don't know what Dad can get, so I have to choose rice first, so...I won't be hungry~" the little girl said.

As soon as she said this, the other families instantly reacted: Ah, who knows if the show will play tricks in the game? It's better to take a staple food as a baseline.

So, the other families went straight for the staples, moving so fast that the director's team didn't even have time to stop them.

Backstage, the director's team was stunned for a moment. The deputy director tentatively asked, "Director, should we change the previous project...?"

Director: ......Why not change it?

Damn it, the prizes for the difficult parts have already been sold out!

Finally, after frantic adjustments, the show's activities were able to continue.

"Okay, so next we're going to start our official competition. The first round of PK is a big arm wrestling competition between the dads!"

The rules of the game were simple. The dads would compete through a fun arm wrestling game to determine three families who could choose food.

"Village chief, you can't do that. My dad's hands are very expensive!" Mao Zhu's daughter, Mao Ziqing, immediately said, "If they get broken from arm wrestling, the uncles will have to pay a lot of money to compensate!"

On-site dads: ......

"Village chief, are you doing this on purpose?" Geng Ming asked directly.

"Of course not. Our arm wrestling is not done by holding hands directly." The village chief was prepared.

As soon as he finished speaking, the program team brought out two small toys, and the children's eyes lit up instantly.

"As you can see, for our fun arm wrestling game, it's a battle of wits. Each toy has two little men in red and blue who are now in an arm wrestling pose..."

"Village chief! I see it, there are buttons there!" Fan Jin immediately said. Everyone looked, and it was true.

I could see that next to the two little men arm wrestling, there was a button representing their respective colors.

"That's right, very good!" The village chief immediately praised, "In other words, the dads need to click their respective buttons very quickly. In the end, the side that has the higher frequency of clicks will win. What do you think, this shouldn't hurt the dad's hands, right?"

The village chief asked little Mao Ziqing. "Yeah yeah yeah!" The little girl nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of excitement.

"Okay, because Ruoruo was the team leader before, Ruoruo's dad can directly enter the finals.

The other four dads will compete in pairs, the winners will enter our finals, and the final winner will get to choose two vegetable dishes, while the runner-up and third place can only choose one vegetable dish each.

So...dads, are you ready?"

"Ready~"

Before the dad said a word, the eager little ones had already declared on behalf of the dads.

......

"Okay, four dads, take your places and get set...go!"

With a shout, the four dads instantly turned into programmers, starting to click wildly on their chosen colors. The competition on the field instantly became fierce.

Thirty seconds later.

"Okay, congratulations to Fan Jin dad for successfully entering the finals." The village chief said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Fan Jin was overjoyed.

"Dad..." Lin Xindi was a little disappointed, nestling in his father's arms.

"It's okay, it's a competition, there are wins and losses. Dad will definitely try his best to win next time, okay?"

"Okay~" Lin Xindi nodded, "Dad, don't be sad."

......

On the other side, the pianist Mao Zhu also quickly defeated Geng Ming in PK. In terms of hand speed, Geng Ming was clearly no match.

"Wow~ Sister Ziqing, your dad is so awesome!" Geng Zhenzhen looked at Mao Zhu in astonishment. Mao Dad's hands were as fast as lightning, she even thought her eyes were playing tricks on her just now.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat..." Geng Ming said, waving his wrists and laughing.

On the other side, Ji Ruochu, who was leisurely watching the show, had already chosen her next dish. As for why it was one dish instead of two...

It was quite obvious that she didn't have much hope for Ji Mochen.

"Okay, next we've come to our finals. The three dads will compete in pairs, and the one with the most wins will be the champion."

"Dad! Go for it!"

"Dad! You must be able to win the championship!"

"Daughter, watch Dad bring back the first place for you!" Ji Mochen immediately said, not having received any cheers from his daughter.

Ji Ruochu was silent for a moment, and still gave him some encouragement as a gesture: "Go Dad."