Little Ginny giggled as she followed the crowd toward the Outdoor Basketball Court.
Halfway there, she sniffed, like a greedy little puppy catching the scent of something she liked.
When she saw Alvin standing at the school entrance, she puffed out her cheeks and sulked for a few seconds. In the end, she couldn't hold back...
"Dad..."
She stomped hard on the foot of a big guy, then pushed through the crowd like a cheerful little deer and raced toward Alvin.
Two meters away, she leaped into the air...
Alvin hurried forward to catch his sweet little missile. He held her in one arm and used the other to smooth down her fluffy, mussed-up hair...
The group of students in the distance seemed frozen in place. Alvin made a throat-slitting gesture at them, sending them scrambling into the school building with their faces covered.
Alvin was fairly satisfied with the chaos he'd caused...
He glared at Little Ginny, who was giggling behind her hand, and said, "What's going on?
How could my little darling hang out with those little hooligans?"
Little Ginny stared at him and said, "Dad, someone's challenging the Wolves. I'm going to cheer them on."
Alvin chuckled and shook his head. "There's someone at school who dares challenge the Wolves?
Who's got that much nerve?"
Little Ginny scratched her cheek and thought for a moment. "They said something about a basketball team...
I don't know, but Demolition Man from the Wolves said he was going to break all their bones.
I want to watch a fight. Oh, Wolves, Wolves..."
Alvin watched Little Ginny start chanting as she spoke. He pinched his daughter's cheek, his head aching, and said, "What's so fun about watching a fight?
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