Almighty Star Daddy

All the children are seated, and their homework is placed in front of each child. In fact, for these little guys, what they do is what they think is the best.

Because every child has a different level of painting and a different imagination, but they have all completed the homework assigned by the teacher. In their little hearts, they are already great.

Each child drew his own father on the drawing paper, with a smile on his face, waiting for the teacher to pick up their paintings.

Mengmeng sat on the farthest side. Her homework was first picked up by the teacher. Ding Rou held the child's painting with both hands very seriously. Seeing the composition, she already understood what Mengmeng wanted to express.

In Mengmeng's eyes, Dad is very busy and will work when he gets home, so in Mengmeng's eyes, Dad is sitting in front of the computer, with a lamp on beside him.

Ding Rou returned the painting to Mengmeng, because every child is the father of the painting, so the child has to show it to the children.

Mengmeng held up her carefully drawn homework. Just as Teacher Ding Rou guessed, Mengmeng's father is usually very busy, so he often works overtime. Even if he doesn't work overtime and returns home, he is still working. The desk lamp means that it is at night.

It's just that Ding Rou didn't notice that the child also drew a dial on the wall, and the pointer on it pointed to the twelve o'clock position, which meant that his father worked until late at night.

Ding Rou touched the top of Mengmeng's head. When the child said that his father was busy until late every day, and he was still working when he fell asleep, his expression was full of sadness. Play with her after get off work at night.

Ding Rou suddenly thought of something, and asked softly, "Mengmeng, Dad always works after you fall asleep, how do you know that Dad is still working at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night?"

In fact, Ding Rou was just curious, because it is impossible for a child to lie, and she is more careful, so she wanted to ask the child.

It's better not to ask, but Mengmeng's little expression became aggrieved when she asked, and she said listlessly, "Because I really want my father to play with me, so I asked my father when he can play with me, and my father said that he would definitely accompany me after work." I said that every time, but every time I waited until I fell asleep, I didn't wait for Dad."

"So I kept waiting that day. I lay on the bed and deliberately stayed awake, just waiting for my father to finish his work. But I waited for a long time, and I didn't know what time it was. I still didn't wait for my father. I could see the outside through the crack of the door. By the light of day, I know Dad hasn't finished his work yet."

"I sneaked out of bed,

Lying on the door of the study room and looking in, Dad is still working, and the clock on the wall is already pointing to the position of 12. "

Mengmeng drew what she saw and felt with a brush, and the children raised their hands together to applaud Mengmeng's paintings.

Next is Le Yan.

Xiao Leyan introduced her father with a smile on her face, "My father likes reading books the most. He reads books every day when he gets home, so I also read books with my father, but what I read is storybooks, what my father reads is Books I can’t read. Haha.”

On the drawing paper of Le Yan is a slightly fat little person wearing glasses. She also drew her father's slightly bald hairstyle very "intimately". As she said, her father is reading a book , and next to him was a little man with pigtails, who was also sitting in the chair next to Dad, reading a book.

There was another round of applause, Le Yan sat down, and the little tiger next to her stood up.

"My father, he plays games on his mobile phone when he gets home. He never plays games with me, nor does he help mother with housework. He doesn't let me play when he plays by himself." As for the crime, Xiaohu usually speaks slowly, but when he talks about his father, he can fly away and doesn't stutter anymore.

Xiaohu's father, who was far away in the company's office, sneezed suddenly, took out a piece of paper, and muttered, "Have a cold? You can't."

In Xiaohu's painting, a little man with a round head like him and a round face is leaning on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in his hand. Although the painting is relatively abstract, you can already see what Xiaohu wants to express.

When Xiaohu introduced his paintings, he kept talking happily, but at the end, Xiaohu still hung his head.

"I hope my father can play with his mobile phone less and spend more time with me. I envy other children to play football and play with their father."

Ding Rou felt uncomfortable seeing Xiaohu's discomfort. Gently rubbed Xiaohu's round head.

The children introduced their paintings one by one. The fathers drawn by each child were different. Some of them were happy, and some were slightly sad.

In the end, Xuanxuan was the only child left without introduction.

Ding Rou's eyes fell on Xuanxuan. The children also looked at Xuanxuan together.

Xuanxuan stood up slowly holding her own painting.

"Wow, there are so many fathers in Xuanxuan's paintings."

"It's not a lot of fathers, it's divided into different small blocks, and each block contains Xuanxuan's father."

"Is that braiding Xuanxuan's hair?"

"It's cooking, with a pan."

"And there's something else, like... reading a book? Playing with a toy?"

The children looked at Xuanxuan's paintings and whispered, because none of the children had drawn so much just now. In the eyes of the children, what Dad did was very simple.

Only the little guy's drawing of dad doing all sorts of things.

All the children looked at Xuanxuan and her drawing paper with incredulous eyes.

Xuanxuan stood up proudly holding her own painting, "My father is omnipotent, he will read books with me, play games with me, cook good food for me, and braid my hair to match my clothes. My dad is still an amazing director. He has made many movies. My dad created Spider-Man. My dad can also sing. He sings very well. He has many fans. My dad is very busy. , has to deal with a lot of things every day, but he still takes time out to accompany me. Dad always told me that the person he loves the most is me. This is my dad.”

The little guy has a strong expressive ability, and he introduced his paintings very well. The children listened carefully to Xuanxuan's triumphant introduction of his father. From the beginning, they were surprised to see the full paintings. After hearing Xuanxuan's introduction, she showed envy.

When Xiao Xuanxuan finished speaking, all the children couldn't help applauding. The applause was very enthusiastic. This applause was not only for Xuanxuan's painting, but also for Xuanxuan's father.

In fact, this homework is not just a painting. The reason why Ding Rou let the children do it alone is because they don't want the children's thinking to be influenced by their parents. She wants the children to draw their real thoughts and what their father really looks like.

The teachers guessed that fathers have fewer responsibilities at home, but in fact fathers play a very important role in the growth of children, so the teachers hope that through the children's heartfelt expression this time, fathers can understand that children What do they look like.

When school was over, Ding Rou notified every parent that a parent meeting will be held tomorrow, and then the children's painting, "Dad in Their Eyes", will be shown to the parents.

Ding Rou specifically said in the notice that because the theme is "My Dad", I hope dads can find time to participate.