"My God, Little Ye, how did your dad do that? He's so cool!"
"I'm so jealous! Your dad can actually fly! I want a dad like that too!"
The few kids who had just sneered at Little Ye were now one by one incredibly excited, and they all admired Little Ye.
Little Ye was beaming with pride, with stars shining in his eyes.
Xiaoqiang was certainly envious, but more than that, he was jealous. He turned back to his mother and shouted angrily, "Mom, Little Ye's dad can fly, you must be able to fly too. I want you to show them right now!"
Xiaoqiang's mother was speechless and said with a pained expression, "Behave, Xiaoqiang, how can a person fly? Mom is talking to the teacher. Stop making trouble."
Xiaoqiang argued loudly, "How can they not? I saw Little Ye's dad fly with my own eyes! Hurry up, come on! You fly too!"
"I told you to stop it!"
Seeing that Xiaoqiang wouldn't listen, Xiaoqiang's mother immediately frowned.
