Chapter 8

Wang Qian could no longer restrain her excitement. She firmly believed that the father and daughter could stand out in the competition regardless of their appearance or voice. She must stop them immediately. Before Wang Qian could take the first step in time, her shoulder was patted heavily.

"Director, director?" Wang Qian pushed the glasses that almost slipped from her eyes.

"The registration form hasn't been counted yet, okay? The game is about to begin. " The middle-aged man is thin and obviously unhappy.

"Director Guo, give me a little more time. I still need a family. I can hand in the form right away." Wang Qian pleaded that she had made up her mind to let the father and daughter who had just sung participate in the competition.

Guo taoning eyebrows, impatiently lowered his voice and roared, "the on-site registration is just a formality. Don't be so complicated."

"Give me a little more time and it will definitely brighten your eyes." Wang Qian raised her head with confidence.

"No, the competition is about to begin. These entries are enough." Guo Tao grabbed the application form in Wang Qian's hand, turned and left.

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment. Her hands were empty. She suddenly reacted and caught up, "director Guo, I promise that if this father and daughter participate in the competition, our ratings will soar. I am very confident."

Guo Tao stopped, frowned and didn't speak. He glanced doubtfully at Wang Qian, who was begging.

"Please, director Guo, give me more time." Wang Qian's heart crossed. Today, whether it's throwing and rolling, she should ask the director to agree to give her some time, because the father and daughter will never let her down.

Guo Tao raised his wrist and looked at his watch. "It's only a quarter of an hour."

Looking at Guo Tao's back, she jumped up excitedly. After a short excitement, Wang Qian suddenly realized that she had only a quarter of an hour.

Just now, she was too excited to pay attention to the direction of the father and daughter. Wang Qian tiptoed to scan the crowd, and suddenly her eyes brightened.

Han Mo is very tall and looks outstanding. He is very easy to recognize in the crowd. He is afraid that too many people will squeeze into Xuanxuan, so he always holds the little guy in his arms.

"Wait a minute, sir!" Han Mo didn't know he was calling himself at first. He didn't realize that he wanted to wait until he saw a fat girl trying to squeeze out of the crowd and run to him.

Han Mo stopped and looked blankly at the panting staff in front of him, "what's the matter?"

Wang Qian raised the application form and shook it. "Sir, take your daughter to our parent-child talent competition."

Han Mo said politely. He was a low-key person and didn't want to participate in these programs. "Sorry, we still have something to do. Thank you for your kindness."

Wang Qian's brain was blank. She only wanted to persuade the director to give herself a quarter of an hour, but she didn't expect that the father and daughter would refuse her invitation.

"Think again, sir. We are an apple program. You and baby can be on TV if you participate in this competition." Wang Qian deliberately played the banner of their station. In fact, many parents signed up to take their children on TV and show off in front of relatives and friends.

Wang Qian thought that throwing out this gimmick might impress the man in front of her. After all, every parent has vanity. She never thought that Han Mo still had a still face without any waves. Then she politely shook her head, smiled and held the little guy and was ready to walk out of the crowd.

Wang Qian is worried. She has been the editor and director for such a long time. Every time she holds such activities, it is the parents who find a relationship and plug red envelopes to show their face on the stage. It is the first time that she meets such a cold parent. She firmly believes that the father and daughter will cause a commotion as soon as they speak on the stage. The headlines of their program tomorrow will definitely use the photos of the father and daughter when they compete. Wang Qian had an idea when she thought of this.

"Dad, what does that Aunt want us to do?" The little guy looked back in his father's arms, his dazed big eyes flickering.

"Aunt wants us to sing on the stage, too." Han Mo replied softly.

Xuanxuan had no idea about singing on the stage. After listening to her father's answer, she just said "Oh". Anyway, her father's decision must be right. The little guy skillfully didn't speak anymore, but looked at the panting aunt behind her father.

"Sir, we have prizes in this competition." Wang Qian pinned her last hope on the prize.

Han Mo secretly laughs in his heart. He has been in touch with this kind of program much before. There will be no valuable prizes for small production. It's just to give some people a chance to get on the screen for the first time. It's just for a chance to show their face. If it's a bonus, maybe he can consider it. Han Mo is really not interested in prizes.

Wang Qian took out her mobile phone, turned out a photo, pointed to the photo with wide eyes and shouted, "our prize is a full set of doll dolls of Bessie rabbit limited edition!"

As soon as her voice fell, the little guy screamed, "Dad, dad is Bessie rabbit, Bessie rabbit, what a lovely Bessie rabbit." The little guy's big eyes stared at Wang Qian, wearing different styles of clothes and small rabbits of different sizes in her mobile phone, and excitedly called the name of Bessie rabbit.

Han Mo knows that Bessie rabbit is a very popular cartoon image for children in the world. At this time, the little guy has jumped down from him and looked at the picture of Bessie rabbit in her mobile phone at the instigation of Wang Qian.

"Sir, you see, the baby likes Bessie rabbits so much. If you participate in our competition, you may have them, and they are limited edition. You can't buy them with money."

Han Mo looked at Xuanxuan's expectant eyes and leaned over to touch the little guy's head.

After receiving the application form, Han Mo quickly filled in all the main information.

Wang Qian ran ahead excitedly with the registration form. She had long forgotten the time. Her heart pounded when she watched the competition on the stage officially begin.

"Director Guo, there is another player here."

"It's a quarter of an hour. The application form in your hand is invalid."

"We're just a little late. Please forgive me and look at the application form first." Wang Qian shoved the application form into Guo Tao.

Guo Tao took the application form in his hand and glanced at the entries, "where's dad going?"? I've never heard this song. " Contemptuously put the application form on the next table.

"It's not that you haven't heard it, but that everyone hasn't heard it. This song is absolutely original. I don't believe you listen." Wang Qian has been a choreographer and director for many years and has the habit of carrying a recording pen with her. She handed the recording pen to Guo Tao. The singing of Han Mo and Xuanxuan was just playing in it, mixed with the sincere laughter of her father and daughter.

Guo Tao was surprised, his eyes widened slightly, and took the application form on the table in his hand again. "What's recorded here is that the person who sang the application form in your hand?"

Wang Qian nodded hard, "it's absolutely true."