Chapter 800

Guo Tao was shocked, song hero was shocked, and Wang Qian was also surprised.

They didn't expect Han Mo to say Yuxuan's birthday wishes so accurately.

Han Mo briefly talked about his own Christmas tree, so he just knew his daughter's wishes.

This method seems simple, like eavesdropping, but it is actually a father's good intentions. There are so many Santa Claus in the world. Each Santa Claus is played by people who love you.

It seems like a coincidence to know his daughter's birthday wish. In fact, it is the reward accumulated by Han Mo's daily efforts to get along with his daughter.

At first, Guo Tao always felt that Han Mo could answer those questions correctly, which was a fluke, but when he listened to Han Mo explain why he could answer them correctly, his unconvinced attitude became admiration and guilt. I admire Han Mo's busy work and can spare a lot of time to accompany his daughter. I feel guilty that I always use busy work as an excuse.

Time is where the heart is.

Han Mo on the stage has answered the last question, but father Xiaohu on the stage has not played it out, and the countdown on the big screen has entered the last ten seconds.

In the previous seven questions, father tiger quickly said an answer every time in the last ten seconds. Yes, they were all covered. None of them blurted out when he really knew the correct answer.

But at the last question, he suddenly found that he didn't know what to get. Anything could become Xiaohu's most wanted birthday gift.

When the question first came out, the audience were also considering the answer, but they couldn't guess. They immediately asked the children around them. It can be said that this question made the parents present and even the parents in front of the TV after the broadcast know the birthday gift their children want in advance.

But when Xiaohu's father was on stage, he didn't have a chance to ask Xiaohu, and this kind of question is really difficult. It's too big and wide.

The countdown on the big screen continues.

5、 Four, three

Xiaohu stood up again and cheered his father. He waved his small fist and hoped that his father would quickly say his answer.

At the last second, Xiaohu's father casually gave an answer, "I want a full set of car robots."

... two, one.

The whole audience was counting down with the big screen until the time stopped, and the whole screen became a prompt pattern at the end of the answer.

"Well, up to now, father tiger has finished all the questions.

Now let's review these eight questions.

Because all the questions are closely related to the baby's life, there is no standard answer. All the reference answers of the father's answers are based on the answers answered by Xiaohu before.

There are eight questions in total. Let's compare dad's answer with Xiao Hu's answer. "

In fact, no one knows how many questions Xiaohu's father answered correctly. At the moment, the first question and Xiaohu's father's answer appear on the big screen.

"Xiaohu's favorite toy.

Dad's answer is a red car. " Zhang Mingli looked at the big screen and said.

Father tiger nodded and agreed.

Zhang Mingli looked at Xiaohu's direction, "please Xiaohu announce the correct answer in his heart."

Xiaohu said to Mai reluctantly, "my favorite toy is a small white plane. It was given to me by my father on children's day last year. I play for a while when I go home every day. It's very interesting and cool."

Xiaohu's father suddenly remembered that the plane was indeed given to Xiaohu by himself, and when he gave it to Xiaohu at that time, the smelly boy was very happy, but he didn't pay attention to it in the future.

Zhang Mingli shook his head regretfully. "Xiaohu's father answered wrong for the first time, but it's very good. Xiaohu's favorite toy is from his father. Give him a compliment."

Little tiger's father felt the back of his head. His son's favorite toy was given by himself, but he didn't find it. In fact, he didn't do anything with his heart except buying and paying. Others didn't say that. He knew it in his heart, but he always felt that his main job at home was to make money, Then give your son and wife the best living environment. That's not wrong.

"Let's take a look at the second question.

What are the patterns and colors of the autumn clothes and trousers Xiao Hu is wearing today? " Zhang Mingli repeated.

Father Xiaohu really didn't know, so he just got one.

Xiaohu picked up the microphone again. "I'm wearing a set of blue autumn clothes and trousers with a small rocket in front."

Father Xiaohu didn't know that his son had autumn clothes with this pattern. He argued softly, "I didn't care much about the children's clothes."

Originally, he wanted to give himself a round, but suddenly Xiaohu on the other side not far away said to the microphone, "but I swayed in front of my father in this autumn dress for a long time this morning. I also asked you if you look good, because it's new. I think the small rocket is cool. I asked you if you're cool, and you answered me yes."

Xiaohu and his father remember the conversation clearly. He ran to his father early in the morning to show off his new clothes. In fact, Xiaohu just wanted his father to notice him.

Father tiger remembered that his son did shake in front of him for a while in the morning and pestered him to see what pattern. But what he thought at that time was all about the company. He didn't care at all. He just glanced at it and said yes. He didn't see it at all.

Little tiger wanted to hear his father say that he was just wrong for a moment. In fact, he saw the little rocket autumn coat he was wearing. But my father didn't retort like this. It turned out that my father didn't care about him at all, just like every time.

Little tiger's face is not very good-looking.

"Xiaohu's favorite color, Dad's answer is blue."

Little tiger's father is quite confident in this problem. He thinks that the little boy must like blue or green. It seems that his son has more blue things, so it must be blue.

"I like white. Why do you say blue, dad?" Xiaohu couldn't help protesting to the microphone.

Father Xiaohu was a little confused and retorted, "your things are blue. Look, autumn clothes are blue."

Xiaohu's eyes turned red with a cry, "you like blue. Last time it snowed, we walked on the snow together. I said to you, I like snow best. This is my favorite color. Have you forgotten? And I also asked what color you like. You said blue. So I always asked my mother to buy blue clothes later, because you like this color, so you will look at me more. Autumn clothes, sweaters, down coats and socks are all blue. "

Father Xiaohu was stunned and his expression stiffened on his face. He had long forgotten that his son said this. Blue is really his favorite color, otherwise he wouldn't blurt it out when he was absent-minded. But he really didn't expect that his son would deliberately ask for blue clothes in order to make himself look at him more.

Dad Xiaohu, who was just thinking about how to argue and save face on the stage, suddenly felt like he was pressed by lead stone and couldn't breathe.

Fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh

Father tiger watched his answer appear and disappear on the big screen. Xiaohu said his answer with a cry on the other side of the stage.

None of the questions answered correctly.