Han Mo had already sat in the waiting area with the little one, and the other shortlisted children also sat down with their parents, and everyone was waiting for the final voting session and the announcement of the results.

Zhang Mingli quietly walked in through the back door.

The little guy whispered, "Dad, Uncle Zhang is finally here." ”

Han Mo also saw Zhang Mingli who was probing his brain to find his position, because everyone had already sat down, he was particularly conspicuous when he came in, and the invited judges were all arranged according to the seats, and their names were pasted on the back of the chairs.

Zhang Mingli's seat was relatively inside, and every time he walked by, he had to say "I'm sorry, I'm sorry". The expression was extremely embarrassed.

The paintings that can be shortlisted are all relatively excellent works selected from the country, because the finals of the exhibition are located in the northern capital, so parents in other cities are all the way to bring their children to participate in the awards, naturally very important.

also has a natural sense of superiority, and thinks that his children are the best, which is the same as Han Mo, he never thinks how good he is, but he always believes that the little guy is the best.

Maybe this is a kind of mentality of parents, and their own children are always the best.

The host on the stage is still introducing the details of the event, the purpose of the competition and the guest judges.

The parents in the audience are already eager to try, after all, most parents are from other places, of course, they hope that their children can get the award, in fact, when everyone participates in the selection in the local area, what they think is that as long as they can enter the national competition, it will be good for their children to see the world.

But after actually participating in the national competition, everyone's goals are different, and no one wants to win the rankings.

"Our children started to learn to draw when they were 2 years old, and if you want to talk about the basics of painting, I guess the children here are not as good as my son. The mother next to Han Mo was chatting with the parents behind her, her expression was very familiar.

"You guys are awesome, you started learning to draw at the age of 2, we started learning late, at the age of 4. The mother in the back smiled and praised the child in front.

The mother in front smiled, and although she tried to control it, she still couldn't hide the smug look on her face.

After a pause, the mother in the back spoke again, "Although we started late, we have good talent, and we have only studied for more than a year, which is equal to many years of study." ”

The mother who was sitting in front suddenly froze on her face with a smug look just now, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she never said a word to the mother in the back.

The surrounding parents are chatting quietly, the lights are concentrated on the stage, the stage is dark, although they can't see each other's faces clearly, but some of the parents are selected from the same place, and some may be staying in the same hotel, or maybe they met when they were wandering around the art exhibition just now, in short, the parents around are whispering.

The two parents behind Han Mo's side are from the same place, and they are chatting in their hometown, although Han Mo can't speak that local dialect, he can understand it.

"I've seen your children's paintings, and the top three are fine. ”

"To tell you the truth, the director said that we all have hope for the first prize. ”

"Indeed, your children's works are the most similar paintings, and some of the other children I can't understand, is that a painting?"

"Our children have been copying since they were young, whether it is a scene or a scene, they must be painted as much as possible to be completed, and I am also strict with him at home, and I can't eat or sleep until I finish painting. ”

"No wonder it's so similar, it's like a camera. ”

There are a few parents who regard their children as seed players, and the kindergartens they may have selected have also given them some information about previous competitions, all of them feel that their children are the best, and the parents also talk with the smell of gunpowder, praising other people's children on the surface, but in fact, they all imply that their own children are the best.

Han Mo took all of this in his ears.

The little guy didn't understand what the adults were discussing, so he sat up straight, because he was short, he couldn't see the stage clearly, and kept stretching out his little head.

Han Mo suddenly thought of something, and asked with a smile, "Xuanxuan, what awards do you think you will win?"

In fact, Han Mo just wanted Xuanxuan to say the first prize, and he hoped that the child could win the first prize.

The little guy tilted his chin up, thought seriously for a moment, and showed a bright and innocent smile on his face, "Xuanxuan wants to win the Excellence Award." ”

Han Mo didn't swallow a mouthful of saliva and coughed, relieving himself for a while.

The competition is divided into one, two and third prizes and an excellence award, but the excellence award is available to every child who is shortlisted for the exhibition, that is, the meaning of not winning the award, this award is an encouragement, proof that it is coming, participating, and it is not bad, everyone wants to get the first prize, no matter how bad it is, you have to get a third prize.

The little guy knew what the awards were, but he didn't know the meaning of the awards, and when he saw that his father was choked, his fleshy little hands patted his father's back warmly.

Han Mo asked curiously, "Why does Xuanxuan want to win the Excellence Award?"

"Because Xuanxuan is excellent, only outstanding children will win the Excellence Award. The little one looked serious.

Han Mo was made to laugh and cry by the little guy's answer, and originally wanted to popularize the order of each award with the child, but after thinking about it, if the child really only won the Excellence Award, then why make the child feel that he won this award because he was not excellent.

As he thought at the beginning, to be able to get this far and be shortlisted for the national finals is already a very good child.

Han Mo had already swallowed back the words that had already come to his mouth.

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. ”