Si Bao was now a black belt. He completed the moves effortlessly.
The man watched Si Bao on the balance beam, a look of excitement and relief on his face. "Not bad, little guy!"
At seven years old, Si Bao was already much taller than his peers; some would have believed he was in the third or fourth grade. Standing on the balance beam, he repeated the routine.
Anxious for her son's safety, Zhang Yuxi watched him worriedly, muttering, "Si Bao, be careful! Don't fall!"
From his spot on the beam, Si Bao chuckled. "Mom, don't worry, I'm fine!"
Lin Feng was also worried about his son, but he didn't let it show.
Er Bao, eager to try, went up to have a go. Sure enough, she did an impressive job, though she was a little less skilled than Si Bao.
Da Bao glanced down at his pudgy frame and decided not to try. Only San Bao, who disliked sports, stood watching from the side.
