IBO -Chapter 117 Song Yang’s Flying Talent

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As one round of competitions ended, it was soon Song Yiran and friends’ turn.

The first to compete was Song Yinyun. Before going on, he quietly encouraged himself: Come on, I must perform well!

The other little cubs gathered around to cheer him on.

“Yun Yun, go! You’re the best!”

“Come on!”

“Don’t be too nervous, you can do it!”

Song Yiran squatted down and encouraged him too: “Go! Believe in yourself!”

Song Yinyun soon took the stage. His competitors were also children around his age.

Once the competition began, each contestant used their skills to dodge obstacles and fly toward the finish line.

Among all the contestants, Song Yinyun’s performance was unremarkable. His speed wasn’t outstanding, but it wasn’t slow either—just average.

After the race, Song Yinyun didn’t place and only received a participation encouragement award.

When he realized he hadn’t ranked, he felt a bit down and hesitated to return to his family.

Everyone believed in him, and his brothers cheered him on, but he had let them down…

Song Yinyun returned to the waiting area with his head down, staring at the floor—sometimes the floor, sometimes his paws—refusing to look up at anyone.

This floor is really floor! These paws are really paws!

He tried to hide like a turtle, but before long, someone forcibly lifted his head.

It was Song Yutu.

Seeing Song Yinyun keep his head low, Song Yutu thought he was secretly crying, so he grabbed his head and lifted it.

Seeing Song Yinyun’s clean face, Song Yutu relaxed: “I thought you were crying. So you weren’t.”

This sentence seemed to open the floodgates for Song Yinyun, who crouched down and silently let tears fall.

Xiao Zhong’er tapped Song Yutu’s head: “How can you be so clueless!”

Realizing he had caused trouble, Song Yutu quickly withdrew his hand.

Song Yiran gently held Song Yinyun and comforted him: “Don’t cry, my little darling, don’t cry!”

“Can you tell me why you’re crying? Are you feeling sad?”

Song Yiran tenderly wiped Song Yinyun’s tears and gently patted his back to soothe him.

The little cubs gathered anxiously around Song Yiran’s feet, worried.

“Yun Yun, don’t cry! Did Brother Tutu say something that made you upset?”

“Yun Yun, don’t be sad! I’ll treat you to something delicious!”

“Yun Yun, stop crying. Too many tears will hurt your eyes. Let’s play a game! I found a really fun one!”

After Xiao Zhong’er had lectured Song Yutu, he came over to apologize to Song Yinyun.

“I’m sorry. I was too impatient earlier. I shouldn’t have said that, and I shouldn’t have lifted your head. I apologize for my words and actions.”

Song Yinyun calmed down and said in a hoarse voice: “It wasn’t Brother Tutu’s fault. It was my own… Everyone trusted me, but I didn’t even place. I only got an encouragement award… I failed everyone’s trust…”

His voice broke again: “I’m sorry… I’m useless, I can’t get good results…”

Guilt and self-blame consumed him, amplifying his pain.

Song Yiran sighed softly and gently stroked Song Yinyun’s fluffy head.

He spoke sincerely: “Baby, it’s not like that. You’re not useless. A person’s value can’t be judged by a single competition result.”

“One competition doesn’t mean anything. Even 100, even 1,000 competitions don’t define you. Baby, your life is long, and these competitions are only a small part of it.”

Smiling, Song Yiran patted Song Yinyun’s head: “In Brother’s heart, you’ll always be my pride! Each and every one of you is my pride!”

The little cubs all encouraged Song Yinyun:

“Brother is right! Yun Yun, you’re definitely not useless!”

“That’s right! Whether you place or not, it doesn’t matter. You’re still amazing!”

“Yun Yun, you’ve done so well! Today was your first day flying, and look how far you’ve come!”

“Yun Yun, you’re the first among us to earn points. Amazing!”

Song Yutu felt wronged—so it wasn’t him who made the little cub cry? Then his apology was wasted…

He was also scolded by 555 over this. How unfair!

Oh well, the grown-ups let it go.

Although Song Yutu internally grumbled, he still put on a friendly face and encouraged Song Yinyun.

Song Yutu smiled brightly: “You’re just a beginner. You’ve done really well already!”

With all the compliments and encouragement from his brothers, Song Yinyun regained his confidence.

Yes! He was already amazing! He didn’t need to be too harsh on himself! He was the best!

Song Yinyun, full of energy again, played happily with the other little cubs.

After this little episode, the cubs weren’t as obsessed with ranking anymore. It was fine if they didn’t place!

Afterward, Song Yiran and the others gradually took their turns, and the results were mostly similar. Most only received encouragement awards.

At the moment, the one with the best performance among them was Xiao Zhong’er—he had won third place!

Meanwhile, Song Yutu sat in his seat, questioning life itself. How did he end up without a ranking? Even 555 managed to place, yet he only got a participation award…

He refused to believe it. So he kept entering competitions—ten in total. Ten events, and every single one was just a participation award.

Something must be wrong. Was there foul play in the competition?

But he could only mull over this in his mind. Song Yutu actually knew the truth very well: nothing was wrong in the competition. He was simply too weak.

He had been so smug before stepping onto the field, imagining the championship within his grasp… only to find he was only worthy of a participation award.

Still, it wasn’t all bad. Even with just participation awards, after ten events, he had accumulated 300 points—enough to exchange for more prizes later.

Song Yiran was fully aware of his own abilities. If he entered, he would only earn participation awards. To fulfill his earlier promise of using points to get gifts for everyone in the family, he participated in twenty events in total.

After twenty events, he had accumulated 500 points—more than enough to exchange for prizes!

At this point, only Song Yang had yet to compete. Soon, it would be his turn.

Before he stepped up, everyone cheered for him as usual.

“Go for it, Yangyang!”

“Yangyang, you’re the best! It doesn’t matter if you don’t place—you’re always the best! We’re all the best!”

“Once your race is over, we’ll be done! Big brother said he’ll take us out to buy something to eat! We can all enjoy some tasty food together!”

Except for Song Yiran and Song Yutu, who had participated in multiple competitions, the others had each only entered one event.

Song Yang’s event was the last one. Once he finished, Song Yiran planned to take everyone to exchange their points for prizes, then find a place to have lunch.

With everyone’s encouragement, Song Yang took to the field. The moment the race began, he flew onto the track at an incredible speed.

Seeing this, Song Yiran’s heart clenched. What was happening? Was there a problem with the flying device?

Xiao Zhong’er and the other kids watched the live broadcast on the big screen with tense expressions.

Song Yutu squinted, observing Song Yang carefully. If he wasn’t mistaken, this little guy seemed to have extraordinary flying talent.

Sure enough, the next second, Song Yang weaved skillfully around obstacles while flying at high speed.

Before long, he reached the middle of the track, while the other competitors had only made it a third of the way.

Seeing this, Song Yiran relaxed slightly. Good, good… he had almost thought something was wrong with the flying device.

But his relief was short-lived. Another tense moment appeared in the race.

The male competitor on Song Yang’s right used a dirty trick, violently sending an obstacle from his own lane straight toward Song Yang.

The obstacle was about to hit Song Yang, and the audience gasped in shock.

Song Yiran immediately stood up, planning to rush onto the track to save Song Yang. At the same time, he asked Xiao Zhong’er for help: “Xiao Zhong’er, do you have any magical items that can protect him?”

Xiao Zhong’er had a protective shield, capable of shielding someone from attacks—but he was too far from Song Yang to deploy it in time.

He could only frantically search for usable items in the system’s shop.

Song Yiran’s heart was in his throat as he flew toward the field, wishing he could fly even faster.

Song Yutu joined the rescue effort. As soon as he took off, he headed for the edge of the field—once there, he could use his abilities to burn the obstacle away.

Su’er also reacted promptly. One second she was watching from the waiting area, the next she appeared on the track.

Just as the obstacle was about to strike Song Yang, Su’er summoned vines to firmly bind it in midair.

At the same time, she sent out another batch of vines to bind the male competitor who had cheated, dragging him off the track.

The man’s qualification was immediately revoked, and he would be taken to the police.

Song Yiran and Song Yutu, halfway through their flight, realized Song Yang was safe, letting out sighs of relief before turning back to the waiting area.

Xiao Zhong’er had been nervously searching through the system shop, his short hands nearly sparking from rubbing together. Now that Song Yang was safe, he finally relaxed.

The race continued. Song Yang remained unaffected by the earlier incident, flying seriously and steadily. He avoided every obstacle and had already taken a substantial lead.

As he neared the finish line, he suddenly stopped.

Song Yiran’s heart tightened again. Why did he stop all of a sudden? Was something wrong?

The next second, Song Yang performed high-difficulty aerial maneuvers.

He flew in a heart shape, then a butterfly, followed by a 350-degree spin, and finally landed steadily at the finish line!