Almighty Star Daddy

  Chapter 357 Children's Perspective

  All parents will not be interested in this award. Adults know that only works that do not get the ranking will receive the Excellence Award.

  Only the little guy, with his head stretched out, his eyes full of expectation.

  The host’s speaking speed is very slow, and the names of the children who won the Excellence Award were pronounced one by one from her mouth.

  Han Mo could feel that every time he uttered a name, the little guy’s nervousness increased his points, and his two small fists were clenched.

  Han Mo gently rubbed the top of the child's head. After all, the number of children who can get the ranking is very small, so the number of outstanding awards is relatively large.

  Parents don’t want to hear their children’s names for the first time, because the absence of this wave proves that they have won the rankings.

  The host’s crisp voice has been echoing in the auditorium, "The last kid to win the Excellence Award is..."

  The little guy swallowed fiercely, Han Mo was actually quite nervous, but he and the child were nervous for the opposite reasons.

  "Yes...Liu Jiaxin! Congratulations to the above-mentioned children who have won the prizes, please come to the stage to receive the prizes for the children who have read their names."

  Han Mo was obviously relieved when he heard the last name.

  The little guy sighed in frustration, "Dad, I didn't get the excellence award."

  Han Mo squeezed the child’s little face, "Not winning the Excellence Award is not to prove that you are not good, but that your work has been highly evaluated by the judges and teachers."

  "Really?" The little guy's eyes widened. In fact, she didn't understand. Dad said yes. It must be the little depressed face just now. He suddenly got excited again and continued to look forward to the next award.

   "Why, why my son didn't get the ranking, what the **** of the Excellence Award, and why."

The parents behind Han Mo’s side stomped their feet and spoke loudly. The parents in the first few rows all looked back in the direction of the voice. In fact, the parents didn’t want their children to receive the Excellence Award, but they were not so excited. It may be that she has too high expectations for her child, and she is a little unacceptable to hear this result.

  In fact, sometimes it's not that you can't accept the result, but that someone next to you keeps fanning the flames, and the most terrifying thing is that this kind of unpredictable person is by your side.

"How did the judges comment? Your son's paintings are so similar, why didn't he get the ranking? Would you say there is something tricky in it?" The parent said with a provocative tone, and continued, "I heard about it. , Wherever this kind of competition is held, the local contestants will be protected."

   "Should not be, how can there be moisture in such a large game?"

  "Then you admit that your child really did not paint well? I have eyes, and the paintings are so similar. Why should I get a ranking."

  Parents who were originally uncomfortable were even more uncomfortable when they were told by the parent next to them.

  The awards are still continuing, and the list of second and third prizes has been awarded.

  Han Mo is getting more and more nervous.

  The little guy flashed his big eyes suddenly, "Daddy, why haven't you read Xuan Xuan's name yet."

  At this time, Han Mo and the little guy’s moods are opposite again, because there is no Xuan Xuan's name for the Excellence Award, the second and third prizes, and there is only one possibility at this moment.

  Han Mo's already nervous mood became more tense.

  The little guy was a little worried because he didn't hear his name, for fear that he would be left behind for a while.

  "The winner of the first prize in the junior group of this competition is...Little friend Han Zhixuan, the author of "Spring Is Here"."

  The little guy got up from the stool when he heard his name.

"Dad, Dad, this time is my name." The little guy was so excited, he felt that he just wanted to run to the stage, his little head twirled and slowed down again. She remembered her father always telling her, Be calm and calm when accepting awards.

  Because Dad is always calm when watching Dad’s game on TV, but he is so anxious that she is watching TV. Later, Dad told her that no matter when it is to participate in the competition, he must face it calmly.

  Although the little guy doesn’t understand the deeper meaning, he still has the ability to take pictures of cats and tigers. His small patters on weekdays are much more stable at this moment.

  Han Mo looked at the little guy's back, suddenly felt more and more like himself.

  The guests who are able to present awards are all experts in the art of painting, and the order of awards is based on seniority.

  Han Mo watched the little guy walk slowly onto the stage. Under the light of the light, the little guy’s skin looked fairer, with outstanding temperament, and full of stardom.

After the little guy had settled on the stage, the host read the name of the award-giving guest, the honorary chairman of the National Art Association, the president of the National Academy of Fine Arts... After the host said a series of titles, the audience There was warm applause.

  An old man stood up in the center of the first row, slowly walked to the stage, wearing a pair of glasses, his temples were white.

  Through the light, Han Mo took a closer look and realized that this is the old man talking to the little guy in the hall?

  No wonder the child knows the name of the work as soon as he says that he is the most important judge teacher today.

  The old man pushed his glasses, and handed the award certificate with both hands to the little guy in the brisk background music.

  Although Xuan Xuan has won many awards in kindergarten, it is the first time she has won an award on such a big stage, so she is very excited, and her little fleshy face is filled with a bright smile.

  The old man kindly touched the top of the child's head, "Child, do you still know me? Your dress is so beautiful today."

  The little guy has a good memory. Of course, I remember that this old man spoke to himself when he was at the entrance of the hall.

  "Han Zhixuan’s work "Spring Is Coming", frankly, many judges did not understand the meaning of the painting. But I know that it is not how smart I am, but that I will observe the world from the perspective of a child."

The old man continued, "Many children in this competition have better drawing skills than Han Zhixuan's children, and even some of them are better than my imagination. But I think it must have penetrated into life when they were very young. "

"But everyone has forgotten that a child is a child after all, and painting is not a photograph. He wants to be like but not exactly the same. This is to interpret the world from the perspective of a child. If a child thinks like an adult, then we are The game loses its meaning, and the children lose their free imagination."

   "So, today, I will give the first prize to Han Zhixuan, and I hope she can fly higher and farther with the wings of imagination."

  The old man gently touched the top of the little guy's head again.

   There was thunderous applause under the stage. All the parents applauded Xuan Xuan and let the children put on the wings of imagination. This is the painting spirit that children should have.

  (End of this chapter)