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Lu Guo said, and then turned his body and fell silent.
At this time, the child's attention was completely focused on Lu Guo, and the atmosphere had begun to fill up with the nervousness on the eve of the game.
Or perhaps it could be said that he was excited, even the Mengmeng felt that this was a novel event.
She had never played this game before!
Under the attentive gaze of the children, Lu Guo shouted: "Begin!"
Shi Difen turned his head and looked at Lu Guo. After blinking his eyes a few times, he hurriedly placed the handkerchief on the table of the second student.
Just like that, when Lu Guo shouted '321, stop.' ? Then the handkerchief stopped.
She turned and looked at the child.
"Mu En, what show are you going to perform?" Lu Guo asked with a smile.
"Can I, can I recite a poem?" The little girl replied timidly.
"Sure, Mu En still knows how to recite poems. Great, let's begin." Lu Guo encouraged.
"Mm ?" In the moonlight before the bed, there is frost on the ground, looking up at the moon, and looking down to think of home. " The little girl spoke in an intermittent manner.
"That's great."
Lu Guo laughed and praised, he then turned and continued to play.
Very quickly, one by one, the children began to perform. Mengmeng watched on, his emotions becoming one with it.
The atmosphere gradually became lively.
Finally, on the seventh time, the handkerchief fell at Mengmeng's place.
"Mengmeng, what show are you going to perform?" Lu Guo asked with a smile.
"Ugh ?" I'm going to sing a song, Let.
it
"Ok, it's the theme song of the 'Ice and Snow'. I like the Princess Aisha inside very much."
Mengmeng blinked his bright big eyes and said.
Although he was still a bit nervous, he was able to speak fluently. This was an improvement.
Lu Guo encouraged her as he took out his phone to record the little video.
Finally, after five seconds, under the gaze of the teachers and classmates, Mengmeng began to sing.
"The
snow
glows...... Let
it
go,
let
it
go, Can 't
hold
it
back
"Anymore ?"
The voice was clear and melodious, yet it did not go out of tune. Coupled with the young and tender timbre of the voice, it made the other people's ears feel rather comfortable.
Even the three teachers were surprised, they did not expect the Mengmeng's song to be so pleasant.
But when he remembered that Mengmeng's mother was Zi Yan, Lu Guo's eyes revealed a hint of understanding.
A child's interests and specialties would be influenced by their parents even when they were young.
The Mengmeng sang very earnestly, without even feeling the passage of time. It was as if in the blink of an eye, a song had been sung out.
After the singing, Mengmeng blinked his large eyes, a little nervous in his eyes. He was looking forward to the praise of his classmates, as well as the praise of his teacher.
Soon.
Under the Mengmeng's gaze.
Lu Guo and the other two teachers clapped as they laughed.
"The Mengmeng sings very well."
Hearing the teacher's praise and the students' applause, Mengmeng was extremely happy for a moment.
Lu Guo also sent the video to Zhang Han immediately.
She knew, however, that Mengmeng's father wasn't very trusting towards Mengmeng.
Very quickly, two minutes after the video was sent, Zhang Han replied a message on his WeChat.
"Mengmeng looks very happy. We can rest easy now. Thank you."
Lu Guo looked at the message, thinking that it was sent by Mengmeng's mother. She smiled slightly, and replied with an expression of her own, then continued to bring her classmates to play games.
In fact.
It was actually a message sent by Zi Yan.
At this time, on the first floor of the dining hall, Zi Yan was wearing loose casual attire as she lazily lied on the sofa. There was a cup of watermelon juice on the tea table in front of her.
There was still a bit of sweat on her forehead. Recalling the dubious things that happened on the second floor's sofa, Zi Yan's face turned red.
He had just returned and chatted with Zhang Han for a while. Zhao Feng, who was watching the shop, received a call, going to the airport to pick up Sun Ming and his wife.
There was no one in the restaurant, so Zhang Han quickly went downstairs to lock the door, and what happened next went without saying.
On the first floor, after Zi Yan saw the news, he watched the video with Zhang Han.
Seeing the little fellow's expression, they truly relaxed.
"It's all your fault, I still have to fix my makeup later."
As Zhang Han sat on the sofa, Zi Yan leaned into his chest and gave him a light hammer.
Her tone was charming and alluring.
If it was not for the eleventh hour, Zhang Han would have definitely opened the doors twice.
"You don't even need to put on makeup to make yourself look particularly beautiful." Zhang Han said with a light smile.
"Humph, your mouth is sweet." Zi Yan rolled his eyes at Zhang Han, lying in his arms as he rummaged through his phone.
"Your Weibo already has 75 million followers. I don't think mine has reached 40 million. It looks like you're a lot more popular than me."
Zi Yan said as he looked at his Weibo.
"The last time I looked, it was over sixty million. Maybe it's because the likes below the information is more eye-catching." Zhang Han said casually.
The number of fans on Weibo had always been rising. It was because of this grand battle of likes that the likes at the front had reached thirty to forty million. It could be said that it had attracted countless attention.
"My husband is the best." Zi Yan said proudly.
"I thought Mengmeng had returned after saying this."
Zhang Han laughed involuntarily.
These words were usually "My Baba is the strongest", and the two women spoke in the same tone.
"It was always very powerful!" Zi Yan said.
"I need to prepare Mengmeng's lunch. I'll send it over at 11: 30." Zhang Han looked at the time and said.
"Then I'll go upstairs to clean up, what's wrong with that ~" Zi Yan said as he kissed Zhang Han on the cheek. Then, he walked upstairs excitedly.
Zhang Han laughed twice, then went to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients and began cooking.
About ten minutes later.
The two cars stopped in front of the door, it was Zhao Feng's Land-Rover and Sun Dongheng's Karen.
Very quickly, Zhao Feng and his family walked in.
Sun Ming kept two large bags of things, one containing snacks and the other holding toys.
"I'm back." Zhang Han looked at them, said something, and continued to rummage through the wok.
"Mr. Zhang, these are the snacks and toys I brought back from North America. Where's Mengmeng?" Sun Ming smiled and greeted. After a few glances, he did not see Mengmeng, so he asked.
"He went to school." Zhang Han laughed and said.
"In kindergarten." Zhao Feng added.
"They're all in school." Sun Ming placed the two bags of items on the sofa, then looked at Zhang Han and laughed: "Err ? "Thank you Mr. Zhang for your trust. Don't worry, I will definitely do my best to help the company. If ?"
"Don't worry about it, don't mention it. It doesn't matter if it's profitable." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.
He did not care about things like money, nor did he think about how big and how famous he could be in the company. He just wanted to make things easier for Zi Yan.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Sun's mother's gaze was a little complicated as he said with a sincere tone.
In her heart, Zhang Han was their family's patron, and she was a little afraid after thinking about it. If she did not meet the Mr. Zhang, their family would have definitely been broken into pieces.
To be able to cure his terminal illness, they all knew that Zhang Han was a person with great ability. Before they came back, the two had said that they would remember this favor for their entire lives, and use actions to explain everything.
"Uncle Sun, please take a seat." Zhao Feng said.
"Alright, alright."
Sun Ming and his family took their usual seats in the middle.
After they sat down, Zhao Feng walked to the counter in the kitchen and said:
The restaurant hasn't opened yet, and the entertainment company has already been set up. They are preparing to open together tomorrow. Master, do you and Mistress want to go there tomorrow to cut the decorations? "" Yes, Mistress. This ribbon cutting ceremony is run by the Chairman Liu, and there will probably be a lot of people here. "
This time, Liu Qingfeng came back from the Singapore, and stayed there for the time being to personally manage the affairs of the Security, entertainment and restaurants. This made Zhao Feng feel very relaxed, as his cultivation grew stronger, he did not feel anything for the CEO and the management company, and even for Xu Yong.
"If you want to cut the ribbon, don't... In the afternoon, we plan to go and see how the entertainment company is preparing. " Zhang Han thought for a while and said.
"Alright."
Zhao Feng replied as he sat back to his usual seat and took out his phone.
"Mengqi, when will you be here? "There's delicious food for lunch ?"
"I love hearing you say that, I'll be right there!"
Zhang Han was busy in the kitchen, using the two frying pans at the same time, quickly cooking each dish.
At eleven-forty-five, all the dishes were out of the pot.
Zi Yan was already sitting on the sofa on the first floor and waiting silently.
The ring on Zhang Han's finger lit up slightly and two square plates appeared.
The lunchbox was silver white and uneven. Inside, there was even a cup of water, with the two dishes almost identical in shape. On the left and right sides, there were handrails and locks, like a small medicine chest.
At the same time, there were names written on the top of the lunchbox. One was Mengmeng, the other was Yihan.
Since Wang Yihan was going to school with them, Zhang Han prepared all these and didn't even tell Wang Jiawen and the others. Furthermore, Zhang Han felt that if it was only for the Mengmeng, she would definitely share it with her good friends.
Although it was all in the same lunchbox, Zhang Han was extra meticulous when he served dishes to Mengmeng.
After putting away all the dishes, Zhang Han and Zi Yan closed the lid and went out of the room, heading to Saint Rowe's kindergarten.
The two lunchboxes were made using the first rank spiritual treasure's Warm Water Stone, and the material used was to ensure the freshness of the food. The appearance was also rich, and there were even milk cups, chopsticks, and spoons placed in the groove on the right side.
Regarding the items that the Mengmeng s required, Zhang Han could not help but take them seriously, to the extent where he could not help but take them very seriously.
Perhaps this is a manifestation of fatherly love.
At 11: 55, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the kindergarten. Just as Zi Yan was about to call Su Yu, he saw her carrying a lunchbox and walking towards the entrance of the kindergarten.
"Su Yu."
Zi Yan got off the car and shouted.
It made her pause.
Zhang Han carried the two boxes and followed Zi Yan over.
"We also prepared lunch for Yihan. We were worried that you would be embarrassed in the morning, so we didn't say anything. In the future, we will just leave the lunch for Mengmeng and Yihan to Zhang Han." Zi Yan said with a smile.
"Aiya." Su Yu's face froze, he looked at the lunchbox in Zhang Han's hands, then looked at Zi Yan and laughed: "Thank you, I don't even know what to say anymore."
"It's fine. Let's send the food over first." Zhang Han said, and took the lead to walk to the door.
In front of the door stood more than ten teachers, both male and female, each holding a signboard.
It's small, middle and big.
Zhang Han walked to the front of the class five and placed the two boxes of food in the cart.
"Can't we go in and deliver the food?"
In fact, Zi Yan had already guessed the truth, but he still couldn't help but ask. In his heart, he wanted to see Mengmeng.
He did not know why, when he went out to work a few days ago and did not see Mengmeng in the daytime, he had felt much better after making two phone calls. But now, after not seeing Mengmeng for an entire morning, Zi Yan had such a wild imagination.
Now she knew the reason, it was because Zhang Han was taking care of Mengmeng. Her worry had decreased immensely, and it could be said that she was a little worried in her heart, afraid that Zhang Han would give her a lot of snacks or something like that because he was too accustomed to Mengmeng.
"Parents are definitely not allowed to enter. If they all enter, it will affect the children's afternoon classes." The teacher replied with a smile.
"Alright then, I'll be troubling you teacher." Zi Yan pursed his lips and said.
"You're welcome."
So, Zhang Han and Zi Yan could only return home. Su Yu, on the other hand, drove his own family's Bentley, which had two cars, was this Bentley and Porsche Carnival.
After a few words, the parents left one after another.
Within the school's dining hall.
At twelve o'clock, many children came one after another.
The dining table was round and relatively large. Lu Guo, a teacher and ten students sat at one table while the other teacher and the rest of the students sat at another dining table.
Those who did not send their meals had their meals in the dining hall, while those who did not send their meals had all gathered in front of the children.
"Yo, your lunch boxes are so pretty?" Lu Guo looked at Mengmeng and Wang Yihan's lunch box on his right hand side, and said while smiling.
"This was prepared for you by Uncle Uncle Zhang, it is the daddy, his food is so delicious, I am so happy." Wang Yihan was pleasantly surprised.
For a glutton, this was simply too enjoyable.
"Oh, my Baba is the strongest, but, how can I open it?" Mengmeng looked at the box and asked in confusion.
"It was opened like this." Lu Guo laughed, and twisted the buckle on the left and right.
Wang Yihan imitated Lu Guo's actions and opened the lunchbox for himself.
When the lunchbox was opened, steam immediately rose from the box and a fragrance filled the air within one or two meters.
"It smells good." Lu Guo looked at the food inside.
For a moment, he was a little hungry, he did not expect that his father, Mengmeng, would prepare such a rich lunch.
"Wow, sweet and sour ribs, cola chicken wings, I really like it." Wang Yihan laughed and said: "Mengmeng is really great."
In addition to these two meat dishes, there was the Mushroom Stir-Fried Vegetables, Soy Sauce and Mengmeng's favorite cold mixed autumn anemone. There was also a cup of steaming hot milk and a bowl of rice.
"Teacher, why are their ribs so fragrant? My ribs don't have any fragrance?" The student on Wang Yihan's right asked curiously.
"Err ?" Lu Guo muttered to himself, and was just thinking about how to answer.
Wang Yihan took the lead and said, "Because the Mengmeng's cooking is very fragrant, the Mengmeng has especially opened a restaurant for the Mengmeng."
"Is that so? "So powerful?" The teacher who taught Cantonese next to Lu Guo laughed.
Hearing the praise, Mengmeng was happy, his eyes narrowing like crescent moons.
"The name of the restaurant is Mengmeng's Leisure Restaurant." Wang Yihan asked the Cantonese teacher before they started eating.
"Puff ?"
The Cantonese teacher's eyes widened and she almost vomited out a mouthful of rice. Mouse, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands.
She quickly swallowed the rice in her mouth and looked at Mengmeng in shock:
"So that's your restaurant!"
"I have heard of the Mengmeng's casual restaurant before. I have also gone to eat once ?" The corner of Lu Guo's mouth twitched, he looked at the food on Mengmeng and Wang Yihan's plates, and secretly swallowed his saliva.
She could not forget how torturous it was for her to go to a restaurant not long ago and eat a particularly fragrant Egg-Fried Rice while smelling the drifting aroma of the member dishes.
"Teacher, I can share some of it with you. I-I can't eat that much either."
Mengmeng looked at the two teachers as if he understood the meaning behind their gazes.
Hearing her words, Lu Guo and the Cantonese teacher shook their heads and laughed: "No need, no need, Mengmeng, eat. The teachers all have food.
Although they really wanted to eat, they couldn't sit around and enjoy the food on the students' plates.
On the other hand, the Mengmeng and Wang Yihan's plates and the sumptuous lunch inside attracted the envious eyes of many children.
Mengmeng and Wang Yihan were also in a very good mood.
Sometimes, if others don't have it, but I do, it's also a type of happiness.