Of course, there couldn't be a flying class in a kindergarten.
Or rather.
There just couldn't be a "flying class" in this world.
Xiao Fei picked up Dabao, letting him sit on his lap, and gently said: "Dabao, you can learn to fly a plane when you grow up, but not now."
"Why not?"
Xiao Fei thought for a moment and said: "Dabao, look at the car Daddy drives, think about it, if you're sitting in Daddy's spot, your hands are so small, you can't even hold the steering wheel properly. Can you drive like that?"
Dabao shook his head.
"That's right, flying is the same, Dabao, you're still too small."
"Oh..."
Dabao was a bit disappointed, but quickly lifted his head again.
"Then I'll grow up quickly, fly a plane, fly so high, so high~"
"Sure, fly a plane."
Xiao Fei put Dabao down and then asked, "So, for now, is there anything else you'd like to learn?"
Dabao shook his head.
"Hmm, that's okay, these things aren't mandatory anyway."
