Almighty Star Daddy

An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. Han Mo glanced at it and connected the call.

"Hello, are you the parent of Han Zhixuan's child?" A young woman's voice was on the other side of the phone.

Han Mo looked at Shu Ya, as if he had guessed something, and quickly said, "Yes, I am Han Zhixuan's father."

"Oh, hello, Dad Han, congratulations, Han Zhixuan's children's paintings passed through layers of screening, and finally got the opportunity to be shortlisted for the national finals. The relevant staff will notify you again through the selection of kindergartens, and we will also announce it on the official website. The shortlist, now I am contacting you mainly to inform you that a painting exhibition will be held at the Beidu Art Exhibition Center in three days, when all the paintings shortlisted for the national finals will be displayed in the exhibition, and the winning works will be selected by the expert judges."

The staff on the other side of the phone introduced to Han Mo some requirements for the exhibition, mainly the dress code, time and place, and hung up after explaining everything clearly.

Xiao Pang Xie didn't know the relationship between Shu Ya and Han Mo. Although he felt that the two were always in love, he just thought it was a normal attraction between handsome men and women.

Tang Huizi's matter is over. Although Xiao Pang Xie is still in a state of excitement, he has nothing to do with him now, and left the office with his computer in his arms.

At this time, Shu Ya came to Han Mo's side. She heard Han Mo's answer as if it was about the little guy, and hurriedly asked, "Is it about the child?"

Han Mo controlled his emotions and pretended to be calm, "Guess what."

"How can I guess this, you tell me quickly." Shu Ya said in a questioning tone.

Han Mo finally couldn't help laughing, "Xuanxuan's painting is really selected for the national finals."

"Is that the painting of the little tree and the grass?" Shu Ya asked in surprise and joy.

Han Mo slapped his mouth, "That's "Spring is Coming"."

"Oh, yes, Xuan Xuan's name, "Spring is Coming"."

Before, Han Mo and Shu Ya mentioned that the children's paintings participated in the competition. Just at home, Han Mo taught her.

And Han Mo's teaching philosophy is to be ingenious. Children can draw how they want to draw, and any shape they can imagine can be drawn.

this afternoon

After Tang Huizi's affair was over, Shu Ya returned to the first place in the sales list again. As predicted by Han Mo before, all the lists topped the list.

Han Mo arrived home early, and in order to celebrate the little guy, Shu Ya came back with him.

"Dad, Mom, today, Teacher Ding Rou said that I can participate in the art exhibition soon, and I have to wear a very beautiful dress to participate." When the little guy saw his parents came back, he was like a little swallow with excitement. He ran over and jumped onto Han Mo's body at once.

"Yeah, we Xuanxuan are going to wear beautiful dresses to participate in the painting exhibition." Han Mo was also happy, although there were too many participants in this national competition, big and small, and it was bigger than this kind of children's painting competition. There are many, but this is the first time he has participated in the art exhibition by the light of the little guy, and he can't help but feel a little excited.

"Dad, didn't we agree last time, let Xuanxuan design the dress herself, okay?" Xuanxuan looked at her father with big watery eyes, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course you can, but the art exhibition will be held three days later, and the time is tight. We must hurry up. Tonight Xuanxuan will draw the prototype of the skirt."

The little guy nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and then suddenly a smug look appeared on his face.

"Xuanxuan is not the kind of kid who procrastinates." The little guy looked up like an adult and shook his head, "Xuanxuan has already drawn the draft." The little guy didn't give his parents time to react, only to hear a With the sound of footsteps, the little guy has already run away.

When he came back again, he had a drawing paper in his hand.

Shu Ya took the little guy's drawing paper, Youmei's eyes froze,

"Xuanxuan, did you draw this alone?"

The little guy put his two little hands behind his back and raised his little chin proudly, "Of course, this is the dress Xuan Xuan is going to wear to participate in the art exhibition."

Although Shu Ya was indeed a little surprised by the child's drawing talent, she handed the drawing paper to Han Mo.

Han Mo was also surprised, not because the child was so good at painting, but mainly because the little guy was already ready to participate in the art exhibition. Where did he get his confidence? This child is very similar to him, confident enough.

Shu Ya leaned over and held the painting drawn by Xuan Xuan, and said softly, "Can mom make this skirt with you?"

The little guy jumped up happily when he heard his mother's words, "That's great, mom and Xuanxuan are making skirts together, that's great."

Shu Ya fondly rubbed the top of the child's head.

one day.

two days.

three days.

The little guy who was looking forward to the stars and the moon finally came to the day of the art exhibition.

Because Xuanxuan's paintings were selected by Golden Sun Kindergarten, Wang Lei, the principal of the kindergarten, and Ding Rou, the head teacher, were also invited to participate in the exhibition.

Holding the little guy's little hand, Han Mo walked to the gate of the center of the art exhibition from a distance. Every time an art exhibition was held, a red carpet would be spread in front of the gate.

This is the first time the little guy walks the red carpet. He is very excited. He deliberately imitates the stars on TV, walks slowly on the street stall, and then makes appearances from time to time. Although there is no one on both sides of the red carpet, Xuan Xuan In her small head, she still thinks of many cameras facing her.

"Dad Xuan Xuan, Xuan Xuan." Teacher Ding Rou stood at the gate waiting for them, and when she saw Han Mo and the little guy, she waved her hands vigorously.

Ding Rou wore a watermelon red tube top dress today. Her complexion was very white, she was tall and tall, with two sexy collarbones under her delicate long neck. The ripe softness was squeezed between the tube tops, revealing half round. She rarely wears such sexy clothes, so she is not used to it today, and she always subconsciously pulls her chest upwards.

But because it is too full, the more you lift, the more you want to move.

Han Mo didn't notice Ding Rou's embarrassment, nodded politely with a smile, and led the little guy into the hall of the exhibition center. Ding Rou blushed and tugged at her skirt, then walked in.

As a parent, Han Mo was going to fill out a qualification form for the finals, so he left Xuanxuan to Ding Rou's care.

When Han Mo was there just now, Ding Rou only looked at her skirt shyly and didn't pay attention to her side. When Han Mo left, she noticed what Xuan Xuan was wearing today.

"Xuanxuan, your dress is so beautiful. Did your father buy it new?"

The little guy also pulled his own skirt, but it was completely different from Ding Rou's purpose of pulling the skirt just now. The little guy raised his head confidently with a proud face, "I didn't buy it, I designed it myself."