Chapter 387

This is the most tense moment, much more tense than the award ceremony, because there is no suspense at the award ceremony. Everyone knows that Xuanxuan will win. But in the final auction, everyone doesn't know how much money they can get.

Including the judges themselves, they just know their psychological price, and others don't know.

"Now let's look at the final prices of the two companies." The host said.

Meijia baby took the lead in raising the brand.

"988800! This is the highest auction price given by our Beidu children's fashion design competition since it was held. " The host said excitedly after seeing the numbers.

The audience showed surprise one after another, and then burst into warm applause.

President Li's face showed uncontrollable pride. He knew that his price had been very high. He didn't believe that the boy sitting next to him had the courage to exceed his price.

He glanced at Wang pan with a winning smile on his face. The sign in Wang Pan's hand had not been raised, but he knew that the boy had written it before. I'm afraid there are too few numbers. I'm sorry to get together. Thinking of this, he smiled again.

Wang pan really doesn't have the courage to write such a high number, but his boss has the courage.

Wang pan knew what the numbers on his brand represented. He didn't dare to look at President Li next to him. He swallowed his saliva and slowly raised the brand in his hand.

All the shots are aimed at a small sign. On the big screen, you can clearly see the track of the sign in Wang Pan's hand, and the numbers are displayed bit by bit.

At that moment!

"My God!"

"Jimei Meiye gives such a high price!"

"Meijia's people are going to cry and faint in the toilet, ha ha."

"Meijia baby gave the highest auction price since the start of the competition. Before the ass was hot, it was overtaken by others."

The smile on President Li's face of Meijia Yingtong hasn't had time to take back. At the moment when Wang pan fully showed the numbers, he froze on his face, then angrily turned his head and looked at Wang pan fiercely.

Wang pan hurriedly bowed his head and dared not look at him.

The host's voice sounded again, excited and a little hoarse, "I take back what I said just now. 988800 is not the highest in the history of our competition. Today Jimei Meiye has created a new record, and 1.011 million has won all the design copyright of our Han Zhixuan children. Congratulations to Jimei Meiye and Han Zhixuan children."

The applause in the audience became more enthusiastic, one after another, without stopping.

If there were not a camera facing the judge area, the people of Meijia infant children would have left angrily.

At this moment, Wang pancai really understands what forced laughter is.

Everyone is clapping for Yuxuan. The little guy is very happy.

She doesn't know what a million is, but she knows that a million must be more than 980000.

The host handed the microphone to the little guy, "Han Zhixuan, are you happy that your work was auctioned at such a high price today?"

"Happy." The little guy answered with a microphone that was not commensurate with his small hands.

"Have you ever thought about how to spend them when you get the bonus?" This question is entirely asked by the host to activate the atmosphere. Because the children are small, they may say to buy delicious food, such as lollipops, cakes and toys. This kind of children's language generally makes the adults on the scene laugh.

The little guy took the microphone, very calm, not timid at all, but unexpectedly said, "before the game, my father and I have discussed to donate all the money to the children in the mountains."

The host was shocked, and the audience also made a small comment because of the child's words.

The host hurriedly asked, "why? Don't Xuanxuan children want to use this money to buy delicious lollipops, snacks, favorite toys and clothes? "

Xuanxuan didn't even think about it and directly replied, "Dad will buy it for me, but no one will buy it for those children." The boy's crisp voice spread through the microphone throughout the venue and in front of the webcast platform.

Everyone was shocked, including the four old people who were just trying to cheer the little guy on.

"Did you teach Xuanxuan to say these words?" Chen Yuehong gently touched Han Jun next to her with her elbow.

"I didn't teach my children that." Han Jun also looked stunned.

"Obviously, the host came up with this question temporarily. No one knew he would ask it. It must not have been taught in advance. You see, Xuanxuan blurted out without much response just now. That's what she thought before." Shu Qiang analyzed.

Shu Qiang's analysis is right. Xuanxuan said so for a reason.

Just a few days ago, she accidentally saw a reporter's interview with a mountain school on TV. The little guy asked his father a lot of questions because it was an area she had never imagined. She didn't know that many children lived that life in remote places.

They don't have decent fairy tale books, lovely stationery, clean and brand-new desks, but the children are still happy to run and play on the playground.

"Dad, are they in Beidu, too?"

"No, they are in a remote mountain area."

"Why is it said on TV that no one takes care of them? Where are their parents? "

Han Mo gently rubbed the little guy's head. "Because of the helplessness of life, their parents have to work outside the mountain to make money, so they can only stay at home."

The little guy nodded vaguely and fell into a new problem, "but their school is so broken. Why don't we use small tables and chairs like our kindergarten?"

"Because they have limited resources there, they don't have good economic conditions to buy the same small tables and chairs as Xuanxuan."

After listening to his father's words, the little guy looked back on the TV again and bit his pink lips, "Xuanxuan really wants to buy them."

Han Mo smiled and spoiled the child's little face.

The little guy said, "but Xuanxuan has no money."

"Dad forgot to tell Xuanxuan that there was a bonus in the Beidu children's fashion design competition, but dad didn't know how much it was."

The little guy suddenly stared and said excitedly, "Xuanxuan must win the prize, and then give the prize money to the children in the mountains to buy small tables and chairs."

Han Mo just inadvertently talked to his daughter. Unexpectedly, the child kept it in mind. When the host asked her this question, the little guy blurted out.

Han Mo stood in the corner of the backstage, just blocked by the curtain, but he could see everything on the stage.

He is not only proud that his daughter's works have been recognized by everyone, but also glad that his daughter can say what she just said at a young age.

Before the host asked a temporary question, Han Mo even forgot that the little guy asked him a question while watching TV. Because he didn't think about the bonus, he just mentioned it casually.

I didn't expect the little guy to keep this little wish in mind.

Shi Yu went to Han Mo, "Mr. Han Mo, your daughter is really excellent."

If someone is praising himself, Han Mo may be modest, but he is a little guy. He doesn't want to be modest at all, because in his heart, his daughter is the best.