Chapter 566: No Name (Page 1/1)

All the dads are here.

In fact, they themselves didn't expect that they would really be able to get all their fathers together, and none of them were absent for some reason.

"Daddy Rarity, you're here too, I didn't expect that. ”

"I didn't expect you to come, Xiaohu Dad, you are fat again, your little tiger has lost weight, is the meat eaten by you. ”

"I'm wide-hearted and fat, haha. ”

"Actually, the most surprising thing is that Meng Meng's father is here, Meng Meng's father, how can you have time to come. ”

"Isn't this a requirement, no matter how busy you are, you have to come according to the teacher's requirements, I hope it will end soon, I still have something in my company, and I have to go back to work overtime today." ”

Han Mo listened to the chat of several familiar fathers, and did not talk to him, but he could feel that they didn't know as much as he did, at least he knew that the child had painted, and it might be an exhibition today, and then let the fathers take the paintings away.

The parent-teacher conference officially began, the dads stopped chatting, and the classroom fell silent.

In fact, the activity of "My Dad" was not thought up by Ding Rou alone, it was an activity in the kindergarten, but their class, as a model class of the kindergarten, took the lead in taking action.

At this moment, in addition to Teacher Ding Rou in the classroom, there is also Wang Lei, the principal of Golden Sun Kindergarten.

Generally, the principal will not participate in the parent-teacher meeting in the kindergarten class, but this time the principal is here, and the fathers know that it must be a more important activity. They also vaguely felt that today's event was not so simple.

Although Han Mo has a good relationship with Wang Lei, he did not know in advance that today's parent-teacher meeting would be attended by the principal.

Wang Lei smiled, "Hello fathers, I have the honor to hold this parent-teacher meeting with you today, our previous parent-teacher meetings are at the end of the semester or the beginning of the semester, and there is no theme, today our parent-teacher meeting is temporarily decided, the theme is called "My Dad". ”

All of you fathers know this, so it's strange why there is a parent-teacher conference at this time, but they all cooperate.

Wang Lei was rehired to come to Golden Sun Kindergarten as the principal, the age is much older than the fathers present, to be exact, it should be the same age as the children's grandfather, with a very kind face, the children like him very much, teachers and parents are also willing to deal with him.

Wang Lei continued, "Our fathers may not have noticed that the children's paintings "My Dad" were pasted on the wall at the back of the classroom, and all the children in the class handed in their homework. ”

The fathers began to whisper, some fathers just listened to the mother's notice that there was going to be a parent-teacher conference today, and they didn't even know about the homework.

Han Mo knew a lot, and whispered to the fathers around him.

From time to time, a father would look at the wall behind him, trying to find his child's paintings, because the distance was a little far, and the paintings were densely hung one by one, and it was difficult to distinguish.

"Fathers, now you can go to the back of the classroom and take down your child's drawing. ”

The dads couldn't wait for a long time, just now because the head of the garden was talking, so just the eyes flew over, and the people didn't move, and now the head of the head of the school spoke, let him go to the back to find it, and the dads all strode back.

But as soon as they walked to the back, all the fathers were stunned.

At first, they just thought that the children were painting themselves, and they all fantasized about their tall and handsome image in front of the children, but they didn't expect that all the paintings were a little person, doing something.

"Now dads can take down their children's drawings. Wang Lei's tone was still amiable.

"This ...... There's no name for this, so how can I find it?"

"And what does this kid draw, the facial features are not obvious at all. ”

"yes, I don't understand what it is. ”

Xiaohu's father walked up to Han Mo and complained, "I'm sure it's impossible for anyone to guess which one was drawn by their own child, and they don't even have a name, so they can't guess at all." ”

When Xiaohu's father spoke, Han Mo was already ready to stretch out his hand, just after Xiaohu's father finished speaking, Han Mo's hand reached out to the little guy's painting, and then took it down, the painting was a bit much, Han Mo only cared about looking for the little guy's painting, and didn't stop talking too much about Xiaohu's father.

"What did you say?" Han Mo was already holding Xuanxuan's painting in both hands.

Xiaohu's father coughed lightly twice and shook his round head, "It's okay." After laughing awkwardly, he continued to look for Xiaohu's painting aimlessly.

Except for Han Mo, the fathers are like headless flies, looking for their children's paintings, looking at this portrait, looking at that and that, they are still looking for handwriting like handwriting. But I don't want to write, there is no pattern, and it is really hard to see.

This kind of scene was guessed by Wang Lei and Ding Rou a long time ago, Ding Rou looked at Wang Lei with worried eyes, and Wang Lei laughed.

"We actually have two titles, one is "My Dad" and the other is "Dad in My Eyes". What the children draw is actually what they see you doing every day. That is to say, every word and deed you say and do when you return home is recorded on drawing paper. Wang Lei's words were very clear, and he paused for a moment after he finished speaking, waiting for his father's reaction.

"What do we do ourselves?"

"I usually go home and watch TV after eating. ”

"I'm looking at books and listening to songs. ”

"I go home every day......" Xiaohu's father thought, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, his face turned red, and he hurriedly continued to look for it on the wall.

The other fathers also seemed to have realized something, and began to search for it purposefully.

"This one should be mine, and I just play with my phone when I get home. Although Xiaohu's father didn't want to admit it, he knew it in his own heart, and indeed the most he did when he went home was to sit on the sofa and play mobile games.

The other dad was also going to take a picture of his mobile phone, and he blushed embarrassedly and said, "Hehe, me too." ”

"Inside, ahem, it seems to be mine, and I only play mobile games when I go home. ”

The muscles on Xiaohu's father's face twitched, and when he looked at it, there were several paintings of a small person holding a mobile phone in both hands......

He really didn't want to grab a painting of a mobile phone with a few fathers, but he couldn't help it, because he was sure that it was him, Xiaohu's father laughed embarrassedly, "Look, the head of the little man in that painting is as round as mine, and it was painted by my son." ”

A few fathers compared it, and it was indeed round, so they gave the painting to Xiaohu's father, and went to find other paintings to play with mobile phones.

Meng Meng's father is holding a painting in his hand, and the little person in the painting is sitting in front of the computer, and there is a watch hanging on the wall, and the pointer is at twelve o'clock.

Although he knows that this is what he does every day, the father in Mengmeng's eyes is work in addition to work.

But when Mengmeng's father saw his daughter draw all this out with his own eyes, his heart was still sour, and he suddenly felt a little ashamed, and he didn't want others to see himself in the painting.

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