Almighty Star Daddy

   Chapter 788 Xuan Xuan’s Doraemon

  But this cartoon is the only one that Li Rong still knows a little bit about, because the robot cat that can take everything out of his stomach pocket is quite attractive.

  So when his son watched it, he also watched it for a while. This was the first time he watched a cartoon for more than ten minutes since he grew up.

  Because he went home a bit late, the cartoon had been airing for a while, and there were only the last ten minutes left. Li Rong sat next to his son. He wanted to look at the phone, but was attracted by the pictures on the screen.

When he grew up, Li Rong was busy with work. He had no time or energy at all. In fact, he had no desire to watch cartoons. This was the first time in so long that he watched cartoons that he had always thought to be very childish. In ten minutes, he couldn't take his sight anymore. Not only did he watch it, but he also learned about the relationship of some characters from his son. This was the first time that he was so close to his son.

  Even when it came time to play the ending song, Li Rong was still a little bit more interested. I can't help but sigh, no wonder I always feel that there is a generation gap with my son. It turns out that cartoons have developed so well now, I don't even know.

  Li Rong firmly remembered the name of the cartoon. He happened to hear the news about the cartoon on the radio in the car, and Li Rong was interested.

  "Ms. Han Mo, have you seen "Doraemon"?" Li Rong finally found a topic to talk about. He heard the tone of Xiao Pang Xie just now, and they should all know this cartoon.

  Han Mo casually said, "I haven't had time to watch it yet."

  Although he produced this anime, he was busy in the hospital for the first time yesterday, and he did not watch it. So when Li Rong asked, Han Mo was telling the truth.

"Brother Han, you haven't watched it yet." Xiao Pang Xie was a little surprised. It was the first broadcast yesterday. He has been watching TV yesterday. This is the first time he has been watching a cartoon in front of TV since he grew up. .

  Han Moqing said, "I had something yesterday, I missed the time."

  I’m sure that Han Mo did not watch it. Li Rong is still a little happy. When others know about this animation but haven’t watched it, it’s the most suitable for chatting. He can simply tell the other party and sigh.

"I haven’t watched cartoons for 20 years. I watched it with my son yesterday. It’s really great. Teacher Han Mo, you must be too busy at work, so you don’t have time to touch your children’s world. Now children watch it. The stuff is completely different from when we were young. If you watch Doraemon, you will definitely be impressed by the creator’s creative ability."

  When Li Rong praised "Doraemon" in front of Han Mo, Xiao Pang laughed.

"Little Pang, don't laugh. Although I am older, I can't stop my enthusiasm for watching cartoons. There are indeed many well-made cartoons. We are really too lonely." Li Rong is already immersed in the right The praise of "Doraemon" couldn't help himself.

   "Teacher Han Mo, guess how the author of this animation conceived? What was his original intention to create such a sophisticated work?" Li Rong turned around and asked Han Mo.

  Han Mo pondered for a moment, before he could say it.

  Xiao Pang Xie took the lead and said with a smile, "Director Li, what kind of person is the author of this work and how did he conceive it?"

  Han Mo glanced at Xiao Pang Xie from the rearview mirror. Xiao Pang Xie seemed to be aware of it, and he smiled.

Li Rong didn't know the changes in their expressions. He fell into thinking and said after thinking, "I think the author should be an old man over fifty years old, with long hair, a goatee, and gold wire-rimmed glasses. "This is what Li Rong can imagine as an artist. He thinks that cartoonists should all be dressed up in art, and their behavior should be special.

  Little Pang Xie glanced at Han Mo from time to time. Han Mo drove calmly without any changes in his expression.

  Li Rong continued, “Maybe he was often bullied when he was a child, and then he wanted to have a helper who could defeat those classmates who bullied him, but he was never found, so he was bullied all the time...”

  Xiao Pang Xie couldn't help but laughed out loud.

"Hey, don't laugh. I have read countless people and deal with people every day. I still have this insight." Li Rong was a bit dissatisfied with Xiao Pang Xie's smile. He thought he was reading countless people, and he would never I miss you, and although he watches few cartoons, he reads a lot of books. Every time he sees some articles or novels he likes, he will analyze the author's own character and experience.

  Xiao Pang Xie tried his best to stop his laughter, waved his hand and said, “I didn’t laugh at you, I just think the image of this author is funny. As for being bullied, how did you think about it?”

Although Xiao Pang Xie was asking Li Rong, he was looking at Han Mo in front of him.

"I dare to bet you, the author of the story had this idea just to make up for his childhood regrets. After all, the character design is like that." Li Rong was quite proud of his analysis. He felt that every character has real life. It’s impossible to completely imagine the Yin Yin.

Xuan Xuan started to look out the window, she turned her attention to the car when she heard "Doraemon" on the radio. At first, she heard the adults talk, but she didn't quite understand it, obviously "Doraemon" was painted by her father. Ah, when did Dad become a long-haired grandfather, the little guy wanted to say something, but the little Pang Xie on the side kept blinking at her.

"Uncle Pang Xie, why do you keep blinking your eyes? Are your eyes uncomfortable? And that..." The little guy didn't understand the expression in Xiao Pang Xie's eyes, and she wanted to correct Li Rong's words, obviously father It's not in that image.

   "Ahem, Xuan Xuan, you continue to look at the outside scenery, it's so beautiful." But the little guy was interrupted by Xiao Pang Xie before he could say anything.

  Han Mo began to know that Xiao Pang Xie just wanted to make a joke, not malicious, and he himself didn’t want to be too public. It doesn’t matter if he tells others that "Doraemon" was written by himself, as long as he likes the animation itself.

   But now that the original intention and idea of ​​creating animation is mentioned, Han Mo doesn't want to let them talk nonsense.

Han Mo suddenly said, "The author was not bullied when he was a child and wanted to have a helper, but wanted to create a beautiful fairy tale for her daughter, and wanted to be her daughter’s omnipotent Doraemon. I hope he can give her daughter what she wants. Everything, and the other characters are actually just for the plot needs to create some conflicts and laughter." Han Mo said calmly.

Originally, Li Rong turned his head back slightly, looking in the direction of Xiao Pang Xie. He was stunned when he heard Han Mo's words, and turned to look at Han Mo, "Ms. Han Mo, didn't you look at it? How come you know so clearly. "

   "Because my dad is the author, but my dad does not have a goatee and pigtails, nor is he a grandfather." The little guy said softly, spreading his hands.

  "As...Author..."

  Li Rong's expression froze on his face, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

  PS: If I have a Doraemon, it will become bigger, smaller and more beautiful~

  (End of this chapter)