The children who were sent to the kindergarten by their parents were full of happy smiles on their faces, and they missed them even more because they hadn't seen each other for a few days.

"Xuanxuan, you are also hospitalized, why didn't I see you. Xiaohu said innocently, with a questioning face.

Rarity runs over and answers, unconvinced, "I'm still in the hospital, and I haven't seen Xuanxuan either." ”

The little guy glanced at the two little friends, and said in an adult's tone, "You didn't ask me, which hospital I live in, there are so many hospitals in the northern capital, how can I meet if I don't live in the same hospital?"

Meng Meng giggles when she is amused, but Rarity and Xiaohu look like they suddenly realize, they subconsciously think that there is only one hospital in all, and they don't think there is any other.

Xiaohu scratched the back of his round head.

Rarity has a blank expression.

Meng Meng just laughed along.

Xuanxuan blinked wide-eyed, proud that she knew more than her friends.

The four friends all told about what happened to them in the hospital, what strange tests they did, and how many bottles of drips were made, of course, children will have exaggerated ingredients when they make descriptions.

"Every day, such a large bottle of medicine is injected into my body through a small tube. Rarity stretches out her arms and makes a large arc, then mysteriously performs her infusion to the group.

If the other children had never been sick or had the same infusions, they might have been deceived by Rarity's exaggerated descriptions, but the friends had all been injected, so the children subconsciously couldn't be compared to Rarity, and they used more exaggerated descriptions to describe their own bottles.

For a time, all the children were subjected to non-human treatment, forced to be pressed onto the bed, and injected into a medicine bottle larger than their own body.

"Listen to my mom, we're going to put on a show again. "Meng Meng likes to sing and dance the most, she is very keen on the show, the little girl has good body coordination, and every time the teacher choreographs a dance, she is the first to learn.

Xiaohu is not very keen on performing programs, but he heard his mother talk about the parents performing in the morning this morning, and the children used to perform for their parents, and this is the first time he has seen his mother worry about the show, so Xiaohu is deeply impressed.

Xiaohu smiled and said, "My mother is also preparing the show at home." ”

"What, adults are going to put on a show?" Meng Meng's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes, my mom is still worried about what to do today. Xiaohu added.

Xuanxuan also remembered that the conversation between Xiaohu's mother and her father in the morning seemed to be discussing the show, so she nodded cooperatively.

"Xuanxuan, have you heard about it too?" Mengmeng, who was still skeptical of Xiaohu's words, stiffened her pretty face at the moment when she saw Xuanxuan also nodding.

"It's over, my mom and dad don't know how to show at all. Rarity said worriedly.

Meng Meng let out a long sigh, "My mother won't either." ”

Children sometimes have a better face than adults, and they want their parents to be the best, but when they think of how they perform on stage, Moe and Rarity can't help but shake their heads and sigh.

"My mom is so worried. Meng Meng pouted with a sad face.

"My dad too, nerve-wracking. Rarity does what she does.

Meng Meng suddenly said with envy on her face, "Xuanxuan's father will definitely not make people worry, my mother said that Xuanxuan's father is a big singer." ”

"My dad also said that Xuanxuan's dad is very talented. Rarity's dad adores Han Mo so much after the kindergarten event that he often compliments her at home, and Rarity thinks that Daddy is a great person.

Xuanxuan was very proud when she heard the children praise her father, and she couldn't help but raise her little chin, and her small waist was also straight.

"Xuanxuan's father can also write books, write poems, and draw. ”

"I like Xuanxuan's father's picture book the most. ”

"My dad said that "The Legend of Zhen Huan" was also written by Xuanxuan's father. ”

"Wow!" Rarity has an incredulous look on her face.

Rarity and Moe start complimenting other people's dads with a word.

Xiaohu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "I only like the cookies and dishes made by Xuanxuan's father." Hee-hee, hee-hee. ”

Rarity, "......"

Meng Meng, "......"

Xuanxuan, "......"

Han Mo just walked to the door of Meng Si's office and sneezed three times.

"Xiao Momo, it turns out that the two of us are telepathic, how do you know I'm thinking about you. Meng Si said with a smile when he heard Han Mo's voice.

Han Mo glanced at the smiling Meng Si without speaking, and walked straight to Meng Si's desk.

Meng Si listened to Han Mo's words and did not follow the trend in the Xiangtian Awards, but "The Legend of Zhen Huan" still maintained the top three results in all the awards, and the final awards were produced by the professional judges in the list of works shortlisted and individual awards voted by the audience, but in everyone's hearts, they all wanted to get the first place in the public voting link, not only a matter of face, but also many indescribable factors in everyone's hearts.

"Have you seen the voting window for the Xiangtian Awards?" Meng Si raised his voice a little excitedly.

"Looked. Han Mo said calmly.

Of course he watched it, and he has been paying attention to it, but he didn't watch it this morning, and he doesn't know what kind of changes are happening on the Internet now, but he doesn't care about anything else, as long as Shu Ya is in front.

"You can still be so calm, Xiao Momo, your calmness makes me a little scared. Meng Si raised his eyebrows and pushed the computer in front of Han Mo.

The number of votes on the screen instantly came into view, and the other rankings did not change much, Shu Ya is still the first, Zhang Xiaoxiao behind her is close behind, and the best feature-length TV series is still "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Han Mo's gaze moved according to his habit, and he suddenly paused, Zhang Liguo, who had been leading the first place in the outstanding director single award yesterday, has been overtaken at this moment, not only overtaken but also doubled, and the number of votes is not real. Han Mo's eyes widened slightly, and his lips pursed slightly.

"Are you also surprised?" Meng Si looked at Han Mo's expression a little proudly, he knew that Han Mo hadn't seen it in the morning, and if he did, he wouldn't be so calm.

Han Mo frowned slightly, "Who is Shen Fei?"

Meng Si smiled and pulled the computer back in front of him, gently tapped the keyboard, searched for information about Shen Fei, and turned the screen back to Han Mo.

"People who don't know him will doubt the authenticity of the votes, but what we see is what no one wants to see. Meng Si said.

Han Mo's gaze wandered on the computer screen.

It turns out that this Shen Fei is only 27 years old this year, and his masterpiece is the only work that is now participating in the Xiangtian Award "Blooming Season", which tells the story of a controversial era, the protagonist of the original rich party, who experienced loneliness and struggled again and finally broke out of the world.

The plot is not novel, but the angle inserted by Shen Fei is very innovative, the characters are portrayed very well, and the plot is full of ups and downs.

Meng Si smiled playfully, "He is still a freelance director and has not signed a brokerage company." ”

"You're going to take him?" asked Han Mo.