Almighty Star Daddy

Each of the fathers held a painting in their hands. At first, everyone didn't think about the content of the painting. Later, under the guidance of Wang Lei, they settled down from the content of the painting.

When I couldn't see the child rushing to drop the notes, but thinking about what I was like in the child's heart, I actually chose the painting that I thought was right.

Seeing that all the fathers had been chosen, Wang Lei smiled kindly, "Now, fathers, you can turn over the pictures in your hands and take a look at the names on the back to see if everyone has chosen the right one.

Han Mo knew that the child did not write his name after painting, and said that the teacher asked him not to write his name, so he didn't care. Thinking about it now, all of this was arranged in advance, just to let the fathers choose in the end. That's why I deliberately wrote the child's name behind.

Han Mo knew that the drawing in his hand must be the little guy's drawing, but he turned the drawing paper over like all fathers, and Han Zhixuan's name was written on the lower right corner of the back.

What surprised Han Mo was that all the fathers chose the right paintings of their children. He thought that after seeing the names, some parents might exchange paintings with each other because of the wrong choice, but there was none.

In fact, all fathers know how much they have paid for their children, and they know what they will do when they go home.

So at this moment, some fathers have unnatural expressions on their faces, and some fathers like to play cards, and the children really draw the appearance of playing cards. Although the paintings are relatively abstract, the children's imagination is amazing. It can be seen at a glance that it is playing cards.

Originally, Xiaohu's father felt a little embarrassed because his son drew him lying on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone. He secretly clasped the picture to his chest, fearing that others would see it.

But he wanted to see someone else, so he quietly glanced sideways at the father on the left, then at the father on the right, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

In the painting in the father's hand on the left, there are four people sitting around a table. The table is not food, but small cubes. Xiaohu's father secretly laughed. It seems that this buddy often plays mahjong.

He glanced to the right again, and almost laughed out loud. In the painting, a small person was facing the computer with a headset. The child also drew rich colors on the screen, and on the computer screen, there was also a picture of a small person. Human-like graphics, by looking at dad’s expression and wearing a headset, you can tell that this buddy is not working, but playing computer games.

Xiaohu's father smiled and shook his head, thinking that it seems that everyone is not much better, not just him.

He leaned forward a bit,

I just scanned the paintings in Han Mo's hands, and I couldn't help being surprised, "Xiao Han, your little Xuanxuan draws so many.

A page full of paper came into the eyes of Xiaohu's father, and after a closer look, the drawing paper was divided into several small areas, some for cooking, some for playing with the children, some for braiding the children, and pictures of work.

Little Tiger's father looked surprised, "Xiao Han, do you do so many things every day?" His eyes shifted from cooking and braiding to playing with the children. It's night after a few games, and often he doesn't know when Xiaohu goes to bed.

"It seems that every father is very clear about his image in the eyes of his children." Wang Lei always had a kind smile on his face when he spoke.

Although this sentence has no emotional color, each father has a different expression on his face.

Although some fathers do not play with their children very much at home, there are still many fathers who are very serious and responsible for their children. In the children's paintings, some fathers play football with their children, some read books with their children, and some watch cartoons together.

When you look at yourself, you will also look at others. Parents who are painted by their children as playing mobile phones, playing games, and playing cards also feel that their faces are dull, but there are indeed things that they did by themselves, so they can only hide the paintings silently Dot, don't let others see.

I usually play with my children at home, with a gratified and proud expression on my face, and I am not afraid of the paintings in my hand being seen by others. But when I never play with my children at home, the expressions on my face become complicated. Some are ashamed, some are embarrassed, and some simply roll the painting into a small bucket, not wanting to be seen by others.

The fathers all walked back to the seats just now, holding paintings in their hands.

Wang Lei didn't say much, but just winked at Ding Rou.

Ding Rou walked to the computer, and an image appeared on the big screen in front of the classroom.

The first is a line of words, "What do you most want to say to Dad?"

The first one to appear on the screen was Xiaohu.

"I hope my dad will stop playing games all the time. If he plays games, let me play with them too. But my mother said that playing games is bad for my eyes. Dad, don't play games all the time. It's bad for your eyes. How about we play football? Well, Rarity said his daddy played football with him all the time, and you haven't been with me once."

Then came Le Yan.

"Dad, can you stop reading books that I can't understand from now on? I want to read your books too, but you always say, I can't understand. Then can you read books that I can understand with me? I want to hear your story."

This video was recorded before the parent-teacher meeting. The children all know that their fathers will watch it. The teacher said that they used it to give advice to their fathers, and they can speak their minds.

Mengmeng's figure appeared on the screen, Mengmeng's eyes were red, and she seemed to have struggled for a long time before she decided to say the next thing.

"I hope Dad can play with me." Mengmeng kept rubbing her skirt with her two little hands, "Dad, I really envy Xuanxuan, because she can always happily tell us about her and her It's about Dad. Every time I want to play with you, you always say that you will accompany me when you finish your work, but I wait and wait, but I can't wait until you finish your work, so I fall asleep unconsciously. I hate it Myself, why did I fall asleep, why didn't I wait for my father, it must be because my father wanted to play with me after he was busy, but I fell asleep and missed it."

Mengmeng was a little choked up when she spoke, sometimes she looked down at her toes, and sometimes looked up at the camera.

The moment Mengmeng's father saw the painting, he felt guilty in his heart. Seeing Mengmeng's video at this moment, a pang of sadness welled up in his heart. Mengmeng has always been very sensible and never made any excessive demands. For small requests, he always prevaricates them with busy work. Mengmeng has never been troubled, but just leaves silently in frustration.

Mengmeng's video is still going on, and a crying voice said in the video, "Dad, I will definitely wait for you in the future. I won't fall asleep early again, and we can build blocks together." Although I have already cried , but when Mengmeng finished the last sentence, there was a big smile on her face.

It's just such a small request, I just want to play building blocks with my father, but Mengmeng's father has never satisfied it. He always says that he is busy with work and wants Mengmeng to find his mother.

Guilt and self-blame occupied all the emotions of Mengmeng's father. He pushed up his glasses slightly and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Mengmeng never complained about his father, but blamed himself. Why did he fall asleep without waiting? dad.

In fact, Mengmeng's father knew in his heart that what he said was just prevarication. Even after he finished his work, he didn't go to Mengmeng's room to see if she was asleep.

Han Mo looked at Mengmeng's father, and his heart became complicated.