Chapter 104

When Han Mo stepped down, the general director temporarily came on the stage and said a few words of thanks, because the host Li Manli needed to make up, and the camera deliberately didn't hit the position of the guest judges to give them time to make up.

The audience is not in the mood to listen to what the chief director said. Everyone's mood is affected by Han Mo's where's the time. Now they are busy wiping away the tears that haven't been wiped away in time, and trying to control the mood that can't be calm for a long time.

Li Manli has finished her makeup on stage again, and the public judges voted. There is no suspense. However, there is still a small surprise, that is, she has created a record since the broadcast of "looking for a good voice". For the first time, a singer has received 100 votes. Each of the 100 public judges can write the names of three singers per vote, and Han Mo has received 100 votes, It means that Han Mo's name is written on the tickets of each public judge.

There's nothing to confuse. The champion of this game is Han Mo, which deserves its name.

Li Manli read his name directly. It also proves one thing from another level. The competition does not have to choose loud songs. Only melodies that can touch people's hearts can really infect people.

Han Jun in front of the TV handed the paper to Chen Yuehong.

Chen Yuehong took out a piece of paper, wiped the tears on her cheeks, then took another one and held it in her hand. She choked and said, "was this song also written by her son?"

Han Jun's eyes were red. "The host said it when he introduced it. It's original."

Chen Yuehong wiped her tears again. "My son has really grown up and is more sensible than before, but we are also old."

Han Jun took a long breath and looked at the group photo of the three people on the tea table. His tone was gratified and helpless, "yes."

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the second day

After the game, Han Mo never thought about it again. The weather has been gloomy in the past few weeks. After the heavy rain, the air is cleaner and the sun is much brighter.

The little guy lay in bed and enjoyed the lazy weekend. His little mouth was slightly open, his little face was fleshy, and his little body slept in a big font. From time to time, some sounds came from the kitchen. The little guy's long eyelashes trembled slightly, turned over and continued to sleep.

Because it was a weekend and Xuanxuan didn't have to go to school, Han Mo let the little guy sleep in and didn't wake her up.

Children like to eat sweets. The little guy's favorite is strawberry cake. Since he had the experience of making cookies last time, Han Mo has always wanted to try to make strawberry cake for children.

He is not good at baking and has little contact. Before, he was also making cookies. He checked the software for a long time and tried it several times. Finally, he could do so successfully in kindergarten.

Han Mo was going to make a strawberry cake at home on the weekend, so he got up early and checked the cake recipe.

There are a wide range of things for baking at home. He first browsed the manufacturing process and knew about it. Then he prepared all the tools he needed and carried them according to the required weight.

After separating the egg yolk, the egg white needs to be sent, and the electric egg beater is used to send the egg white. Han Mo is afraid of affecting the children's sleep, closes the door of the kitchen, and then gets busy.

The kitchen door is a glass retracted door. Han Moyu Guang sees a small figure standing outside the door. He stops the electric egg beater in his hand.

The little guy rubbed his eyes, bleary eyed, and his long eyelashes flickered.

Han Mo smiled at the little man outside the glass, put down the egg beater, walked to the glass door and opened the door.

A soft waxy voice was still sleepy, "Dad." The little guy still didn't wake up. He yawned with his small mouth open.

Han Mo rubbed the little guy's head and made his already messy hair worse. "Dad, what are you doing?" The little guy asked vaguely.

"Dad is making strawberry cake for Xuanxuan."

The little guy, who was still stunned, suddenly smiled and cheered up in an instant, "Dad, can I help you?"

Han Mo pinched her fleshy little face, "of course, but you have to wash your face and brush your teeth first."

The little guy nodded hard. He was very happy at the thought of making strawberry cake by himself.

Help Xuanxuan wash her face, brush her teeth and braid again. Because the little guy is too anxious to make strawberry cake with his father, he strongly demands that today's hair not be too cumbersome, just braid a ponytail.

Han Mo tied the little guy's ponytail very high. Finally, he rolled a small flower bag on his head. He still combed her a lovely ball head. No matter how anxious, she still needs to be beautiful.

Xuanxuan can't wait to join the mysterious and sacred cake making process. Han Mo certainly can't let Xuanxuan do the more important step. No matter how sensible and clever the child is, he is only a child under the age of four. The main work is left to her, so don't want to eat strawberry cake.

Han Mo thought about it and took out the strawberries and put them in a small basin for washing fruits. "Will Xuanxuan wash the strawberries first?" Then put the small basin on the chair matching Xuanxuan's height.

The little guy seemed to get a great job. He rubbed each lovely strawberry very carefully and said, "little strawberry, little strawberry, I'll eat you in a minute." Then he laughed, then looked at his father, stuffed one into his mouth while he didn't pay attention to the "whoosh", and then chewed it secretly with his mouth bulging.

Han Mo turned his back to the child and was busy in his hand. He told him, "Xuanxuan, you have to wash the strawberries several times before you can eat them. After washing this time, dad will change the water for you."

At this time, the strawberry in the little guy's mouth hasn't been completely swallowed. He can't speak, so he can only drum his small cheek and help "eh, eh" twice.

Because it was the first time to make a cake, Han Mo strictly followed the steps of Fang Zili. He was meticulous in both load-bearing and the standards to be met in each step.

Finally put the cake mold into the oven, adjust the time and temperature, close the oven door, Han Mo opens a box of light cream and sends it in the same way as sending egg white, which is used for cake mounting.

The little guy has washed the strawberries and has nothing to do. He looks at his father eagerly, hoping to be assigned a new task.

Han Mo finished sending the cream, saw the little guy's mind, took some cream out, and took a flower mounting device, "will you help dad put the cream into the flower mounting device?"

Cream? Mounting device?

The little guy clapped his hands excitedly, "OK, OK."

Xuanxuan seriously put the cream into the flower mounting device with a rubber shovel. Han Mo filled the cream from a large basin, and the little guy held a small basin.

It seems simple. It's not so easy to be accurate without getting outside. For adults, be careful, not to mention children. The little guy looks serious. He's afraid to waste the lovely and sweet cream outside the flower mounting device.

Cream was not so obedient. After a while, the little guy's hands were full of cream, and his small nose was a little itchy. He wiped it and went on working without paying attention.

Han Mo has installed the flower mounting device and the cake in the oven is cooling in the shade. He goes to the little guy and says, "has Xuanxuan installed it?"

Xuanxuan didn't look up just now. Han Mo didn't see it. He looked up and laughed, "Xuanxuan, your face is a little cat."

The little guy devoted himself to his work. He didn't respond to his father's meaning. His big eyes blinked twice, "huh?" Subconsciously swept his nose with his little hand.

Originally, it has become a little cat's face, which is more beautiful. Han Mo is not in a hurry to wash the children. Let's wait until they are finished. Besides, Xuanxuan looks so cute now.

Han Mo smeared the base cream on the cake. The little guy looked on with interest against the little flower face and exclaimed from time to time, "Wow, I ~"

"Yuxuan, the key job of placing strawberries is up to you, okay?" Han Mo said softly.

"OK, OK." The little guy can't wait to help. In her little heart, putting strawberries is the most important step in making strawberry cake.

Xuanxuan couldn't blink with her big eyes open. For fear that it wasn't beautiful enough, Han Mo cut the strawberries to make it convenient for the children to show her favorite shape.

Han Mo didn't intervene. He took off his gloves and watched.

Suddenly, the phone rang. He glanced at the mobile phone on the eyestand, and "Mengmeng mother" was beating on the screen.

Mengmeng is a good friend of Xuanxuan. She often calls Xuanxuan with her mother's mobile phone. Han Mo guesses that it must be the same this time, so she cuts off the phone.

There was no clear voice from the phone, but Mengmeng's mother, "Han Mo's father? Sorry, I can't attend tomorrow's "show your hand" activity. Can we join? You go first tomorrow and I'll go next week. "