Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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Chapter 911 Stand Out More than twenty families participated in the competition, and it was a hilarious sight. Families were tumbling over each other, adopting all sorts of poses.

Due to the lack of coordination, just as one person managed to stand, another might accidentally knock them down. Two couples even stumbled right at the starting point after a few steps. Thankfully, the track was made of rubber, so it wouldn't be too painful even if someone fell.

Seeing the chaos behind us, I burst into laughter.

Ava stared at Atlas's face, asking, "Dad, are we the first?" Right behind us, another couple had reached the finish line. Just like us, they turned back to look behind with hearty laughter.

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Ava wasn't sure if we were the first ones to arrive.

Atlas kissed Ava's cheek and proudly declared, "Of course, we're the first!" Ava bececstatic, hugging his neck and cheering loudly.

The next activity was a craft project. This time, we teamed up with Jenny. The task was to create a hanging decor.

Atlas noticed sunused peacock feathers among the materials and took them. Jenny looked at Atlas and said, "Uncle Atlas, no one else is using these." "We'll use them. We shouldn't waste materials," he energetically said.

He paused and discussed it with me. We quickly sketched a simple design on the backboard. Then, he brought in slifelike artificial peony flowers.

Demonstrating the process to Jenny and me, he immediately got to work. We had clear roles. Jenny handled materials, I did the cutting, and Atlas took charge of pasting on the backboard. Due to the materials, our artwork was assembled quickly, but attaching the peacock's tail required meticulous care, demanding utmost precision. However, Atlas worked fast and well. We had a vivid painting of a peony and a peacock in no time.

The most amusing part was when we were making the peacock's body. In the absence of textured materials, he removed his new insoles and cut them into shapes resembling a peacock's body and wing.

He painted them in peacock blue, even adding feather-like patterns.

The result was astounding. When we attached the peacock's tail, it protruded beyond the frame, resembling two real peacocks landing on the artwork. Our creation was impressive.

A parent who specialized in handicrafts noticed it and was taken aback. He approached Atlas to discuss how we finished it and even asked if they could produce similar decor for sale. With a radiant smile, Atlas said, "You'll have to paya patent fee for that." The parent immediately nodded and said, "Absolutely." Atlas patted his shoulder. "I'm just kidding. If you make a product, just giveone." Our artwork astounded even the teachers. Atlas laughed as he looked at me, who was a little disheveled and dusty despite tying my long hair into a ponytail. Then he Ne hair painstakingly removed the feathers from my hair.

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This attracted envious gazes from other mothers.

In the final evaluation round, families voted to determine the best artwork. Our piece was the undisputed first place.

Atlas wasn't exaggerating. We continued to shine in the following activities.

This afternoon, we stole the spotlight at every event. The prizes were overwhelming, and Ava and Jenny'sdreams ctrue. They each got the prizes they desired. Skids quietly asked Ava for her prizes, but Atlas sternly said, "The joy of honor can be shared but can't be given away. It's more meaningful when you earn it yourself." He told them that if they had dreams, they should work hard for them, and success would follow.

When we returned to Pleca Park,

loaded with triumph, Ava was incredibly excited. She couldn't stop talking to her grandparents about the events, proudly displaying Ker prizes. Her grandparents were all smiling.

After helping them freshen up, I looked at the two of them, both snuggled up with their prizes,O M peacefully entering dreamland. I was genuinely exhausted, my back and waist aching. Just as I was about to get up, Atlas suddenly lifted me. X CKK-SBCr/GS2P

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