There was an elegant smile on Ling Han's handsome face, and he exuded a noble temperament in every move and gesture. He had an innate sense of coldness and oppression that was looming in his body. Leng Ling was even more admired when he saw him. Just say, he
He must follow this handsome brother's example. He will remember every word he says in his mind and put it into action in the future. Hum!
Leng Ling looked at the thin lips of the man on the stage that opened and closed, his eyes gleaming.
"The winner of this children's mold creative competition is temple from Germany..." That name came out from Linghan's thin lips in a mellow and powerful voice.
Leng Ling's heart was so shocked that it almost flew up. She called him by his name! The idol finally called him by his name. Leng Ling's face turned red with excitement and he almost rushed forward to hug his idol's thigh.
A cheer.
"The second place is Zhang Fei from China, and the third place is..." The man on the stage was still announcing the list elegantly.
Leng Ling's eyes were already staring straight at the man, his dark eyes full of admiration.
Mu Tianxiang looked at Ling Han in the stands, and then at Leng Ling next to him. He felt an inexplicable panic and worry in his heart. From the looks of it, Leng Ling looked a lot like that man, both of them were long and narrow.
The eyes, the tall bridge of the nose, and even the temperament are very similar, and there is an indescribable cold aura between the eyebrows.
Although the man's bones are relatively clear-cut, his eyes reveal a manly wildness, which adds to his handsomeness. Leng Ling's immature face looks a little soft, but his god-like appearance and ingenious temperament
But he is exactly the same as that man!
This discovery made Mu Tianxiang's heart sink. Could it be... No! Absolutely not! There are so many strange things in this world, and there are even two unrelated people in different corners of the world.
It’s not surprising that people look exactly the same! It’s not surprising that a child looks 70% similar to an adult. Besides, Leng Ling is Leng Xi’s son. Leng Xi is so beautiful, so her son must be
Handsome, the most handsome people in the world all give people the same impression at first glance! Mu Tianxiang overturned his guess in his heart.
"Now, children, please come up to the stage to receive your awards." Ling Han said after reading his name.
Leng Ling cheered and was about to leave his seat and go to the stage. Mu Tianxiang held him back. Leng Ling turned around. He frowned at first, then smiled gently, with eyes full of doting, "Ling's happiest moments are what he most wants to be with."
Who shares it?”
Leng Ling rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, then grinned happily and said, "Share it with mom and dad!" He had wanted to say this for a long time, well... Actually, he didn't mention dad in front of mommy because he was afraid that mommy would be sad.
, in fact, he really wanted to have a father.
Mu Tianxiang looked at him stunned for a moment, then gently stroked his head, "Today is your happiest day. When Uncle Xiang becomes your father, you can do whatever you like,..."
"Really, that's great! Thank you, Dad Xiang!" A child's character is innocent. Unhappy emotions go away quickly, and happy impulses come quickly. Leng Ling was so happy that she shouted at Mu Tianxiang's face.
He kissed her passionately, then jumped up to the podium, standing on the top position of the champion with an innocent and bright smile.
Ling Han put down his speech, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a playful chill appeared in his eyes. He wanted to know which bold boy dared to molest his daughter! He would definitely fix that boy.
But repairs are repairs, and this award was won by his true ability. He is not so cruel to deprive others of his glory, and he is not so heartless to strangle a child's self-esteem and self-confidence in the cradle from such a young age. He deeply understands
I fully understand that a young heart cannot withstand too much trauma. Once the scar is left in the heart, it will be a lifelong shadow, and it may even ruin the child's entire life because of the failure.
Since he can win the championship, it means that the child has a smart mind. He, Linghan, is also a person who cherishes talents. The purpose of this competition is also to cultivate talents. He will not destroy a person who can be called a talent for such a trivial matter.
Genius child.
But being smart is not enough, and bad character is not enough. If you do things like teasing others at such a young age, it will be a problem when you grow up! No matter how talented you are, if your character is not good, you are still a scum of society! Let him, Linghan, teach you this.
The first and proper way to be a human being!
The winning children have already stood behind Ling Han one by one, waiting excitedly and nervously to receive their awards.
Ling Han stood up leisurely, turned around and walked towards the little heads, looking for the position of the first person. The first person stood on the highest staircase in the middle. He was a boy, with a slender and thin body, fair and fair.
Her yellow skin, her narrow black eyes, her handsome little nose, and her two slightly pouted mouths stared at him with a smile on her face.
It's a Chinese boy! His eyes were fixed on the boy. Ling Han's heart was shocked. An inexplicable excitement washed up from his heart. His eyes were obviously widened. This... this boy! He looked so similar to himself!
"Xi...Xi'er..." Ling Han's throat felt hot and dry, and he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
"President, the awards have been presented..." The etiquette lady holding the prizes next to her saw that the president seemed to have lost his mind and was not going to receive the prizes for a long time. Something was wrong. It would not be good to leave them in such a big place. She smiled and reminded in a low voice.
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Ling Han finally came back to his senses, sorted out his thoughts, and calmed himself down. The awards still had to be handed out, so he couldn't lose his mind. The overall situation was more important, so he had to stay decent. As for other things, we would wait until the awards were handed out.
He restrained his inner excitement, with a decent and elegant smile on his face, took the championship cup from the hostess, and walked to the little boy. Although the boy was standing on the stairs, it was still only as high as his thigh.
The little boy seemed very happy, grinning and looking up at him.
Ling Han bent slightly and handed the trophy to him, "Congratulations to your little champion."
"Thank you!" Leng Ling took the trophy, lowered his hand, smiled, and stared at Ling Han with a pair of dark eyes. He seemed not to be interested in the trophy, but in Ling Han.
Being stared at like this, Ling Han felt a strange feeling in his heart. It was very subtle. He actually squatted down, looked at the boy's level, and asked gently, "What's your name?"
"My name is temple!" Leng Ling answered almost casually.
"Where's the Chinese name?" Ling Han frowned, a little disgusted with the name.
Leng Ling immediately pouted and thought for a moment, and then said, not as happily as before, "I don't have a Chinese name." He remembered what his mother had always reminded him, telling him not to tell strangers his Chinese name, otherwise
Mommy doesn’t want him anymore, well... he doesn’t want mommy, she doesn’t want him.
Ling Han frowned, a little disappointed, and glanced next to him. The other children were still waiting for him to award the award. When he was about to get up, the little boy grabbed the corner of his clothes. He turned around and saw the boy's monkey-like smile,
Then I heard him say, "Superman, handsome brother, are you also wearing briefs to save the world?" In the cartoons and TV shows Leng Ling watched, those supermen were flying in briefs, so cool!
Leng Ling is a little boy. Although he is as smart as a genius, he is still a child after all, with a boy's childlike fantasy and yearning for a hero.
The other children laughed softly when they heard what he said. The smile on the face of the etiquette lady next to her was also a little uncomfortable and a little embarrassing.
Ling Han's face turned cold and dark. He really didn't expect that the boy would suddenly say such a sentence. It was a bit embarrassing for him. After imagining him running around in the street wearing briefs, he was even more unhappy. He couldn't help but
Di's eyes turned cold, and he glanced at the boy again, feeling prejudiced in his heart. This time, the boy looked nothing like him! How could he look like such a person with such bad qualities!
Being teased like this by the boy reminded him of Temple teasing his daughter. He didn't expect that this boy was really so bad and could say such things in public. He couldn't help but feel warm towards him when he saw him for the first time.
Those good feelings I had aroused gradually faded away.
Ling Han ignored the boy, even gave him a cold glance, then turned around to give awards to other children.
The little Leng Ling received a cold look from Ling Han, which scratched him like a sharp knife. He was frightened, the smile froze on his face, and he lowered his head timidly.
But it is always happy to win an award. Leng Ling's heart was still filled with joy. After awarding the award and receiving everyone's applause, Leng Ling jumped off the stage and jumped into Mu Tianxiang's arms, shouting happily, "
Dad! It’s really a trophy! Oh yeah! I want to eat KFC! I want to eat KFC!”
Mu Tianxiang was also happy. He held Leng Ling and knocked him down lovingly, "Okay, when your mommy comes, daddy will take you to KFC..."
Leng Ling's "Daddy" sound reached Ling Han's ears. His heart was slightly shaken. He turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. He saw a tall and straight Chinese man with a jade-like face and a charming smile.
He was holding the boy in his arms.
He frowned, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart. It turned out that the boy was really someone else's child. Huh, other people's children couldn't bully his daughter! His eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he called the person in charge to say in his ear
What.
The person in charge nodded and walked towards Leng Ling and said politely, "Temple kid, right? Because you are the champion, our president appreciates you very much and wants to give you a gift so you can come over."
"Really?" Leng Ling's eyes lit up. He could have close contact with his idol again. It was great! He jumped down happily and ran to Ling Han. Ling Han took his hand and went behind the scenes.
Mu Tianxiang was nervous and was about to get up and catch up, but the person in charge just found a reason to pester him, talking about special events for champion parents, free massages and so on.
Ling Han brought Leng Ling behind the curtain. The smile on his cheeks was cold and evil. In Leng Ling's expectant eyes, he knelt down and pinched Leng Ling's chin. He gradually tightened the force and squeezed Leng Ling.
He frowned in pain, "Don't you want to apologize?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.