Chapter 353: A Child's Perspective

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

Only the little guy is the little one, with his little head stretched out, and his eyes are full of anticipation.

The host's speech speed was very slow, and the names of the children who won the Excellence Award were pronounced out of her mouth one by one.

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

Han Mo gently rubbed the top of the child's head, after all, there are only a few children who can get the ranking, so the number of excellence awards is relatively large.

For the first time, parents don't want to hear their children's names, because this wave of none, proves that they have won the ranking.

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

The little guy swallowed his saliva fiercely, Han Mo was actually quite nervous, but the reason why he and the child were nervous was just the opposite.

"Yes...... Congratulations to the above award-winning children, please read the names of the children on stage to receive the award. ”

When he heard the last name, Han Mo was visibly relieved.

The little guy sighed in frustration, "Dad, I didn't get the Excellence Award." ”

Han Mo pinched the child's fleshy little face dotingly, "Not winning the Excellence Award doesn't prove that you are not excellent, but that your work has received a higher evaluation from the judges." ”

"Really?" the little guy stared at her round eyes, in fact, she didn't quite understand, Dad said yes, then it must be, the little face that was a little depressed just now suddenly became excited again, and continued to look forward to the next award.

"Why, why didn't my son get the ranking, what the hell is the excellence award, why. ”

The parents behind Han Mo stomped their feet, and the voice was a little loud, and the parents in the first few rows all looked back in the direction of the sound, and the parents actually didn't want their children to win the Excellence Award, but they weren't so excited, maybe her expectations for the children were too high, and she couldn't accept this result a little.

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 ill-intentioned person is by your side.

"What did the judges say, your son painted so similarly, why didn't he get the ranking, did you think there would be something greasy in it. The parent, with a provocative tone, continued, "I've heard that these kinds of competitions are held wherever they are held, protecting local contestants. ”

"Probably not, how can there be moisture in such a large competition?"

"Then do you admit that your child is really bad at drawing? I have eyes, and I paint so similarly, why do I have to get a ranking? ”

Parents who were already uncomfortable were even more uncomfortable when they were told by the parents next to them.

The award is still ongoing, and the list of second and third prizes has been awarded.

Han Mo became more and more nervous.

The little guy's eyes flashed wide, "Dad, why haven't you read Xuanxuan's name yet?" ”

At this time, Han Mo and the little guy's mood was opposite, because the Excellence Award, the second and third prizes did not have Xuanxuan's name, and there was only one possibility at the moment.

Han Mo's already nervous mood became even more tense.

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

The winner of the first prize in the junior group of this competition is Han Zhixuan, the author of ...... "Spring is Coming". ”

The little one got up from his stool with a pouting of his name.

"Daddy, Daddy, it's my name this time. The little one was so excited that she wanted to run towards the stage, but her little head spun around and slowed down, and she remembered that her father always told her to be calm and calm when receiving the award.

Because when watching her father's game on TV, her father was always very calm, but she was anxious enough on TV, and later her father told her that no matter when she participated in the competition, she had to face it calmly.

Although the little guy doesn't understand the deeper meaning, he still has the ability to draw cats and tigers, and his small steps on weekdays are much more stable at the moment.

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

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

Han Mo watched the little guy walk slowly to the stage, and under the illumination of the lights, the little guy's skin appeared fairer, with an outstanding temperament, and full of little star style.

After the little guy had already stood on the stage, the host read out the names of the award presenters, the honorary chairman of the National Art Association and the president of the National Academy of Fine Arts...... After the host said a series of titles, the audience burst into warm applause.

In the center of the first row stood an old man, slowly walking to the stage, wearing a pair of glasses and gray temples.

With the help of the light, Han Mo took a closer look and realized that this was not the old man who was talking to the little guy somewhere in the hall?

No wonder the child knew that as soon as he said the name of the work, it turned out to be the most important judge teacher today.

Time passed minute by minute, the voting session on the stage had ended, and after Zhang Mingli finished voting, he deliberately searched for the area where the little contestants and parents were seated, but because the lights were too dim, he didn't find Han Mo and the little guy.

The awards have been counted, and the host has walked on stage with all the winners in his hand.

Han Mo obviously felt that the parents around him moved.

He glanced at the little guy, Xuanxuan actually stretched out her little head, looking at the host with very expectant eyes, although the little guy was a little vague about the size of the award, but he was still looking forward to winning the award.

Maybe that's why many children participate in competitions, and every child will win a prize, even if they don't get a place, they will be given a certificate of excellence.

In fact, children are only very interested in the award itself, and they are not as strong as the utilitarian sense of adults.

Originally, there was some small commotion, but at the moment when the host took the list and went on stage, the audience was quiet.

"The first to be announced are the children who won the Excellence Award. ”

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

Only the little guy is the little one, with his little head stretched out, and his eyes are full of anticipation.

The host's speech speed was very slow, and the names of the children who won the Excellence Award were pronounced out of her mouth one by one.

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

Han Mo gently rubbed the top of the child's head, after all, there are only a few children who can get the ranking, so the number of excellence awards is relatively large.

For the first time, parents don't want to hear their children's names, because this wave of none, proves that they have won the ranking.

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