Chapter 287

The parents of class two who are familiar with Han Mo know Han Mo's identity. In addition to class two, many parents of golden sun kindergarten are about to perform on the stage. Although they are all in the same kindergarten, they are not very familiar. Occasionally, some are familiar, and most of them are not even familiar.

Every parent's mentality is similar. They all want to show themselves in front of their children. Those who can voluntarily perform on the stage are confident in themselves, at least there are programs that can take their hands.

Both Xiaohu's mother and Ruirui's mother practice the lyrics and dance movements in the corner. At ordinary times, Xiaohu's mother, who talks the most, is not in the mood to communicate with other parents.

Han Mo doesn't need to practice. The lyrics and melodies are in his mind. It's too simple for him to perform on stage. It's only the first time for him to perform in front of the little guy. It's precisely because he performs for the little guy that Han Mo attaches so much importance to.

Each class will have its own star parents. The so-called star parents may not really be big stars, but they must be better at singing and dancing and perform prominently in each class activity.

"Zi Nuo's mother, it's amazing that you have maintained your dancing skills for so many years."

"How did you manage to keep this figure when the children were four years old? Do you exercise every day? "

"ZiNuo's mother was a top student in the dance academy. If she hadn't married ZiNuo's father early, she might be a big star now."

Several parents gathered around the young woman called ZiNuo's mother. She looked less than 30 years old. She was tall and elegant. She could really see that she had practiced dancing professionally. Her walking charm was different from that of amateur parents.

ZiNuo's mother also enjoyed being praised very much. Her chin was slightly raised and stood proudly in the center of her parents who complimented her.

Han Mo glanced at the center of the crowd and took back his sight. At this time, Xiaohu's mother came over, "that's Wang ZiNuo's mother of class 1, who is said to have graduated from Beidu dance college. She was originally attracted to some movies and could be an actress, but she didn't want a career, just wanted love, got married early and has been a housewife at home.

Han Mo was not interested in knowing other people's gossip and nodded without talking.

The performances have started one after another. Parents are waiting for the host to report on the stage in accordance with the order arranged in advance.

Both Ruirui's mother and Xiaohu's mother were ranked first. Both mothers were amateur players. They only went on stage to make their son feel good-looking. They took the initiative to ask to be ranked first. There were not many programs that could be compared. At least the atmosphere was good at the time of the performance, and the child's face was bright.

The fact is similar to what they imagined. Xiaohu and ruiruirui are beating the rhythm for their mother's performance.

"It's your mother's turn to play. Come on."

"Hey, ZiNuo's mother doesn't need refueling. She must be the brightest parent on the stage today."

"The parents in the back can not go on stage. It's full of harm. Thanks to my application to perform in the front, otherwise the quilt will be embarrassing."

ZiNuo's mother chuckled and didn't say a polite word. She gladly accepted all the praise of others and walked straight to the door. When she came to Han Mo, she glanced at Han Mo intentionally or unintentionally, because Han Mo was the only parent who performed after her. What other parents said just now was for Han Mo, but he didn't mind at all.

ZiNuo's mother took back her eyes and walked proudly in front of Han mo.

The parents who had just gathered in front of ZiNuo's mother also ran to the side of the stage to watch ZiNuo's mother perform the dance.

Han Mo was the only one left in the huge waiting room. There was applause in front of the stage, and the music sounded. It was Zi Nuo's mother who began to perform.

The music stopped and the applause broke out again and lasted a long time.

The next and last one is Han mo. no one asked Han Mo to play, but he knew the order, so he walked to the waiting area of the stage with his guitar.

In addition to parents and children in the audience, children's attention is very poor and have been a little impatient for a long time. Some children play and play behind the audience, and some speak loudly, because ZiNuo's mother's dance was so popular just now that everyone thought it was the last program.

"Xuanxuan's father hasn't come on stage yet." Mengmeng's little face asked seriously, but she had been waiting to see Xuanxuan's father's performance.

"Yes, it seems to be the last program just now. I didn't see Xuanxuan's father." Meng Meng's mother is also a little strange.

"I want to see Uncle Han Mo perform. I want to see Xuanxuan's father." Cried Larry.

"Uncle won't stop performing." Xiaohu said foolishly.

Xuanxuan tooted her mouth, "my father will perform. The teacher didn't say it was the last program."

There was a little commotion at the scene. After a small climax, there would be an illusion that this was the end. Except for the parents of class two, other parents did not know that Han Mo would perform. Some even started to get up and prepare to take their children to the bathroom.

"Please be quiet, parents and children. Next, please enjoy the last program of this art show, guitar playing and singing brought by Han Zhixuan's father in class two.

When hearing Han Zhixuan's three words, the little guy couldn't help straightening his waist and proudly raised his small chin to look at the stage. The proud little look was bad. He stood up and shouted that her father was going to be on stage. In Xuanxuan's heart, dad was the best. No one could be more wonderful than dad's program.

Some parents who just wanted to leave heard that there was another program, so they sat back in their seats and wanted to see what the program was.

The parents of class 1 in middle school have accepted that ZiNuo's mother's dance is the last show, and they don't pay much attention to Han Mo, so several parents go to the toilet if they should take their children to the toilet, and change their children's clothes if they should. Most of them just wait for the end of the time, and then they can go home.

When Han Mo came to power, he had a panoramic view of the situation in front of the stage. However, he didn't care whether other parents and children paid attention to him at all.

Han Mo's only purpose on this stage is to sing to his daughter, his most lovely baby, the only audience he cares about.

Han Mo holds his guitar and stands in front of Li Mai.

Just like standing in the center of the stage every time, but today's stage is too small compared with the previous one.

But someone under the stage is very heavy in his heart.

Han Mo's eyes fell on the little guy. His father and daughter's eyes collided in the air. The little guy was excited and saved two small fists. Han Mo smiled gently. At the moment, he could no longer see anyone in his eyes, only the brightest pearl in his hand.

"A song" kiss my baby "to my most important baby daughter." Han Mo's voice echoed through the microphone throughout the meeting.

The absent-minded parents and children heard Han Mo's voice and looked at the stage. It was only a short stay.

Then a beautiful guitar Prelude spread through every corner of the venue along the sound wave.

"Kiss my baby

I want to cross the mountain

Looking for the missing sun

Looking for the missing moon "

As soon as the four lyrics came out, the scene was instantly quiet. Those who wanted to go to the bathroom suddenly stopped. Parents who thought it was the last program and were waiting to leave also looked up at the stage.

"What's the name of this song? I haven't heard of it. "

"It seems to be called kiss my baby."

"Take your mobile phone and search who the original singer is. I'll download it to my girl at home. It's really nice."

"No, I can't find this song."

"It's impossible to be original. Can our kindergarten parents still write songs?"

"Don't you see this man looks familiar?"

"He is, he is not that!"

Everyone in the audience looked at Han Mo in the center of the stage, showing an incredible expression.