Almighty Star Daddy

  Han Mo stepped down, and the chief director temporarily came on stage to say a few words of thanks, because the host Li Manli needed makeup, and the camera deliberately did not hit the position of the guest judges and gave them time to do makeup.

The audience was not in the mood to listen to what the chief director said. Everyone’s emotions were affected by Han Mo’s "Where Is the Time?". They are now busy wiping away the tears that have not had time to wipe off, and try to control them for a long time. Mood.

Li Manli came to the stage again and finished her makeup. The vote of the public judges ended. There was no suspense in this show, but there was still a small surprise. It was the first time that a singer got the record since the broadcast of "Finding a Good Voice". With 100 votes full, each of the 100 public judges can write the names of three singers on each ticket. Han Mo gets 100 votes, which means that every public judge has Han Mo's name on the ticket.

  There is nothing to confuse, the champion of this game is Han Mo, and he deserves it.

  Li Manli read his name directly. It also proves one thing from another level. The competition does not necessarily have to choose high-pitched songs. Only a melody that can touch people's hearts can really infect people.

   Han Jun in front of the TV handed the paper to Chen Yuehong.

  Chen Yuehong took out a piece of paper, wiped the tears on her cheek, and then took another piece in her hand, choked up and said, "Is this song written by his son?"

  Han Jun red eyes, "Didn’t the host say it when he introduced it, original."

  Chen Yuehong wiped her tears again, "My son is really grown up and more sensible than before, but we are also older."

  Han Jun took a long sigh, watching the group photo of the three people on the coffee table, his tone of relief and helplessness, "Yes."

  ...

  The next day

  At the end of the game, Han Mo never thought about it again. The weather had been gloomy in the past few weeks. After the heavy rain, the air was fresher and the sun was brighter.

The little guy is lying on the bed, enjoying a lazy weekend, with his slightly open mouth, a small fleshy face, his small body sleeping in a big font, and there are some noises from the kitchen from time to time, and the little guy’s long eyelashes It trembled slightly, turned a posture, and went back to sleep.

  Because it was the weekend, Xuan Xuan didn't have to go to school, and Han Mo let the little guy sleep in, and didn't wake her up.

  Children like to eat sweets. The little guy’s favorite is strawberry cake. Since the last time he had experience in making biscuits, Han Mo has always wanted to try to make strawberry cake for his children.

  He is not good at baking, and he doesn't have much contact with it. Before, he checked the cooking software for a long time, and tried several times before he could do it so successfully in the kindergarten.

  Han Mo was going to make strawberry cake while the child was at home on the weekend, so he got up early to check the cake recipe.

  There is a complete range of things for baking at home. He first glanced at the production process and knew something about it. Then he prepared all the tools needed and carried the weight according to the required weight.

  After separating the egg whites and the yolks, the egg whites need to be beaten, and the electric whisk is very loud to beat the egg whites. Han Mo was afraid of affecting the children's sleep, closed the kitchen door, and then got busy in full swing.

  The kitchen door is a glass sliding door. Han Mo Yuguang saw a small figure standing outside the door. He stopped the electric whisk in his hand.

  The little guy rubbed his eyes, sleepy eyes, and his long eyelashes flickered.

  Han Mo smiled and looked at the little man outside the glass, put down the whisk, walked to the glass door, and opened the door.

  A soft and waxy voice was still sleepy, "Dad." The little guy was still a little awake, and opened his small mouth and gave a big yawn.

  Han Mo rubbed the top of the little guy's head, making the messy hair even more messy, "Dad, what are you doing." The little guy asked in a daze.

   "Dad is making strawberry cake for Xuan Xuan."

  The little guy who was still dumbfounded suddenly smiled cutely, and instantly refreshed, "Dad, can I help you?"

  Han Mo squeezed her small fleshy face, "Of course you can, but you have to wash your face and brush your teeth first."

  The little guy nodded vigorously. He was very happy when he thought of making strawberry cake by himself.

  Helped Xuan Xuan wash her face and brush her teeth, and put on braids again, because the little guy was too anxious to make strawberry cake with her father, and strongly requested that today’s hair should not be too cumbersome to comb, so let’s put on a ponytail.

  Han Mo tied the little guy's ponytail very high, and finally rolled a small flower bag on top of his head, and combed her with a cute ball head. No matter how impatient, she will be beautiful.

Xuan Xuan can’t wait any longer. She is eager to join the mysterious and sacred process of making the cake. Of course Han Mo can’t let Xuan Xuan do it. No matter how smart the child is, it’s just a child under four years old. Leave the main work to her, so don't want to eat strawberry cake.

  Han Mo thought for a while, took the strawberries out and put them in the small bowl for washing fruits, "Xuan Xuan, please wash the strawberries first?" Then put the small bowl on the chair that matched Xuan Xuan's height.

The little guy seems to have gotten a great job. He rubbed each cute little strawberry carefully and said, "Little strawberry, little strawberry, I will eat you in a while." "After saying that, I laughed haha, then glanced at my father, "swish" one in his mouth while he was not paying attention, and then chewed secretly with his mouth bulging.

  Han Mo turned his back to the child, busy in his hands, and exhorted, “Xuan Xuan, you have to wash strawberries a few more times before you can eat them. After washing this time, dad will change the water for you.”

  At this time, the strawberry in the little guy's mouth had not been completely swallowed, and he couldn't say anything, so he could only bulge his cheeks with "Uh, uh" twice.

  Because it is the first time to make a cake, Han Mo strictly follows the steps in the recipe, and is meticulous in bearing the weight and the standards that each step needs to meet.

  Finally put the cake mold in the oven, adjusted the time and temperature, closed the oven door, Han Mo opened a box of whipped cream, and sent it in the same way as the egg whites. This is for cake decorating.

  The little guy has washed the strawberries and has nothing to do. He looked at his father eagerly, hoping to be assigned a new task.

  Han Mo finished the cream and saw the little guy’s thoughts. He poured some cream out, and took another flower decorator. "Can you help dad put the cream into the flower decorator?"

  Cream? Decorator?

  The little guy clapped his hands excitedly, "Okay, okay."

  Xuanxuan used a rubber spatula to put the cream into the flower mounting device very seriously. Han Mo filled the cream from the big pot, and the little guy was holding a small pot.

  It seems simple, but it is not so easy to be precise without getting outside. For adults, you have to be careful, let alone children. The little guy looks serious, for fear of wasting the cute and sweet cream outside of the decorator.

  Cream is not so obedient. After a while, the little guy's fleshy hands are full of cream, and the little nose is a little itchy. Just wipe it off and continue to work without paying attention.

  Han Mo has installed the decorator, and the cake in the oven is also cooling in the shade. He walked to the little guy and said, "Xuan Xuan is ready?"

   Xuan Xuan did not look up just now. Han Mo hasn't seen it yet. When she raised her head, she chuckled, "Xuan Xuan, your face is like a little cat."

  The little guy devoted himself to work. He didn't respond to Dad's meaning. His big cute eyes blinked twice, and he subconsciously swept his nose with his little hand.

  Has already become the face of the little cat, which is more expensive. Han Mo wasn't in a hurry to wash the child, let's wait until all was done, besides, Xuan Xuan looked too cute now.

  Han Mo smeared the base cream on the cake. The little guy looked on with a little painted face enthusiastically, exclaiming from time to time, "Wow~"

   "Xuan Xuan, the most important task of placing strawberries is left to you, okay?" Han Mo said gently.

   "Okay, okay." The little guy can't wait to help. In her little heart, putting strawberries is the most important step in making strawberry cake.

  Xuan Xuan did not dare to blink with her big eyes open, for fear that it was not beautiful enough, Han Mo cut the strawberries so that the child could put on her favorite shape.

  Han Mo did not intervene, taking off his gloves and watching.

  Suddenly the phone rang, he glanced at the phone on the table, and "Mom Mama" was beating on the screen.

  Mengmeng is a good friend of Xuan Xuan, and she often uses her mother's mobile phone to call Xuan Xuan. Han Mo guessed that it must be this time too, so she opened the phone.

There was no cute and crisp voice on the phone, but Mengmeng’s mother, "Daddy Han Mo? Excuse me, I can’t participate in tomorrow’s "Showing one's hand" event. Can we two make a string together? You will come first tomorrow , I am next week."