Chapter 799

Guo Tao and song hero are looking at Han Mo with incredible eyes. In fact, Han Mo answered these casually and didn't want to surprise Guo Tao and them on purpose.

But in fact, this casual talk really surprised Guo Tao and them, because no one is busier than Han Mo alone. He not only wants to publish his own works, but also manages the major and minor affairs of the company. The company not only has daily investment, but also the development of artists, which are controlled by Han mo.

In their hearts, they rarely see Han Mo sitting there playing with his mobile phone. They are all working and often eating in the office. It is such a person who knows such a subtle thing about the child.

Song hero admires Han Mo a little, but Guo Tao doesn't say anything on the surface. What he thinks is still a certain element of luck. Maybe he will only know the first two principles, and he won't know the later problems. This possibility doesn't exist.

The Q & A on the stage continued. After the two questions were not smooth, Xiaohu's father didn't seem as confident as he had shown before. Although the answer to the question had not been announced, he knew whether it was easy to answer, whether it was covered or really knew. Xiaohu's father knew it in his heart.

"Father tiger, let's look at the third question.

What is Xiaohu's favorite color? "

There was another silence. This seemingly simple question that didn't know the answer at all made Xiaohu's father very depressed. There was no way to answer this question. There was no right or wrong answer at all. It all depended on Xiaohu's subjective answer. How could he know if he didn't often stay with his children.

Now little tiger father hates the prompt sound ten seconds after the countdown on the big screen. It's really annoying. Once this sound arrives, it proves that he has to say an answer at will.

"Uh... Maybe green, or... Blue?"

Zhang Mingli suggested, "there is only one color."

"Well, blue." Father tiger decided an answer at the last second.

After hearing the answer, Xiaohu not far away completely gave up refueling and sat directly in his own position, just looking at his father's direction.

"What was Xiaohu's last kindergarten homework?"

"This..."

"What was Xiaohu's birthday wish last year? Has it come true?"

"That..."

"Who is Xiaohu's favorite cartoon character?"

"It seems..."

There are eight questions in total. Zhang Mingli has a good rhythm of controlling time. There is an excess between each question and it is very smooth. Although Xiaohu's father answered each question with confidence, he also got an answer in the end. Zhang Mingli sometimes adjusted the atmosphere to a tense state and sometimes relaxed and happy.

Seeing the last question, Han Mo, who is standing under the stage, has been answering. In fact, these questions are random. He has given many questions, but each parent's order of drawing lots is different, and the eight questions assigned are also different. He didn't think about whether he knew it or not. He just thought it was a relatively simple question in children's life.

He didn't answer until he saw Xiaohu's father pondering hard. Some of them have to think about it and determine the final answer through some reasoning. However, the biggest difference between him and Xiaohu's father is that Xiaohu's father has never been particularly close to his children, so he doesn't know or doesn't know those questions.

However, Han Mo is different. Although some questions have not been answered exactly from the little guy's mouth, a correct answer can also be inferred through ordinary observation and analysis of some actions of the little guy. At least Han Mo thinks that the correct answer is 19%.

In fact, the most common reaction of the audience is not shock or joy, but to answer questions with Xiaohu's father. They are asking themselves the same questions, and the child is sitting next to him.

When the camera sweeps into the audience, it is noteworthy that everyone's expression is different. Some parents are happy and say to the children around them from time to time whether they are great. But some parents' faces are full of guilt, because they, like father tiger, don't know everything about their children.

In fact, Zhang Mingli was a little embarrassed. He didn't know that Xiaohu's father would be so weak. Unexpectedly, every question was stumbling. It seemed that he had the last question.

"Father tiger, are you ready? Are you confident of winning the last question? " No matter what he thinks in his heart, Zhang Mingli still has the same attitude on the surface.

The audience subconsciously clapped their hands, which can be regarded as cheering for Xiaohu's father, but Xiaohu's father had no confidence when he just answered the question, but reluctantly smiled, "I will try my best."

"Last question, Xiaohu's birthday this year. What's the birthday gift he wants most?"

As soon as the question came out, there was a commotion under the stage. Every father was asking the children around him what they wanted for this year's birthday present.

This question is really difficult, because before the birthday, parents generally don't ask their children what they want. Unless they get along with their children a lot and are especially careful and observant parents, the last question is basically ignored. It depends on Meng's accuracy.

Xiaohu's father was lost in thought. This time he was really trying to recall what Xiaohu had said.

Guo Tao looks at Han Mo with great interest. In the last question, Guo Tao really doesn't believe Han Mo can say it. Even if he knows the child very well, his birthday hasn't arrived yet. Unless he can predict, how can he know? If he knows, he is cheating.

Guo Tao tried to control his expression, then showed a sly smile, "President Han, do you know what Xuanxuan wants for her birthday?"

Han Mo was actually thinking about the answer in his heart. If he asked him one day earlier, he might not know. But this morning, Han Mo accidentally found a small move by the little guy, and he knew the gift his daughter wanted.

Because Han Mo bought a Christmas tree before Christmas, he told Xuanxuan what gifts he wanted. He could say to the Christmas tree that Santa Claus would meet her wishes. That time, Han Mo came up with an idea because he wanted to know what the children wanted for Christmas, but the children couldn't tell so clearly. When she said, she really got the gifts she wanted for Christmas, The little guy thought as long as he said it, there would be.

From then on, I will stand in front of the Christmas tree and whisper anything I want.

Han Mo didn't find it at first, but later noticed that he was very cooperative and secretly bought it for the little guy.

This morning, Xuanxuan whispered to the Christmas tree again.

Han Mo smiled at Guo Tao and said with great confidence, "yukriri."

Guo Tao was stunned. "Mr. Han, I really don't believe this. Wang Qian, you sneak over and ask Xuanxuan."

Don't mention Guo Tao. Even song hero thinks Han Mo can say the answer so happily. It's a little divine.

After a while, Wang Qian came back with a complicated expression.

"What does Yuxuan want for her birthday present?" Guo asked eagerly.

All eyes focused on Wang Qian.

Wang Qian looked at Guo Tao and smiled at Han Mo, "youkri."

Xuanxuan felt very cool when she saw Mengmeng performing with ukulele, so she also wanted one. This is her wish made to the Christmas tree in the morning.

Guo Tao's eyes twitched fiercely and couldn't say a word again.