"Don't worry, Director Zhang, we will definitely do it! We are the sponsor, so we can give him any ranking. We will not treat him badly when the time comes."
The middle-aged man smiled and extended his hand.
Zhang Haidong shook hands and said: "Okay, happy cooperation."
After a few more brief chats, he picked up Wen Hui and found a place to sit.
Just take a rest here and wait for the game to start.
Because of the good publicity, although the competition started in the morning, parents came very early and brought a group of children to the scene shortly after the doors opened.
Wen Hui looked at the children chatting and playing in front of the stage, eager to play with the children, but he seemed to dare not, so he could only hold on to Zhang Haidong's sleeves and look forward longingly.
Seeing Wen Hui's look, Zhang Haidong gently touched his little head and said: "Are there any children you know? If so, you can go over and chat with them and play together. They are also here to participate in this competition.
Yes. Be brave and don’t be afraid.”
"Well...yes..."
Wen Hui pointed to a little girl with twin ponytails not far away and said, "That's Miaomiao. I still don't dare. When I go up to compete later, they should be able to play with me."
Looking over where Wen Hui was pointing, the little girl seemed to have seen Wen Hui, holding candy in her hand and making gestures.
Zhang Haidong smiled: "A manly man just needs to have courage, you know? You don't dare to go there now. How can you sing well when you go up there? How can you get good grades? Don't be afraid, I'll go there with you and fight first."
Hello."
After saying that, he stood up and pulled Wen Hui to the little girl's side.
"Miaomiao..."
"I...I...I'll go to compete later..."
Wen Hui blushed, held Zhang Haidong's hand tightly, and said cautiously.
Miaomiao's parents were a little confused.
Zhang Haidong quickly explained: "I am Wen Hui's uncle. Wen Hui and Miaomiao are in the same class, and they happened to be competing on stage soon, so we pulled him over for a chat."
"Oh? Yes, what a coincidence. I have always heard from Miaomiao that there is a deskmate named Wen Hui who is not very talkative, but is very nice to her. I met her today."
Miaomiao's mother smiled and said.
"Yeah. This kid usually talks less."
Zhang Haidong nodded.
"What program are you preparing for later?"
Miaomiao did not reject Wen Hui at all and gently took out a candy from her pocket.
"I've prepared a song. It's a song by Jay Chou that I've been practicing for a long time. It's called The Seventh Chapter of Night. You can listen to it carefully later."
Wen Hui replied softly.
Watching Miaomiao hand it over, he took the candy with his hands.
"Open your mouth. I'll feed you."
Miao Miao raised her hand and said.
Wen Hui opened her mouth, and Miaomiao gently put the candy in.
"Is it sweet?"
"sweet!"
"Well! You go up and compete hard later. If you get a ranking, I will bring you milk tea from my house the day after tomorrow."
Miao Miao said.
"good!"
There was a fiery look in Wen Hui's eyes.
What a great time!
Zhang Haidong even felt a little envious.
I remember my first deskmate Shi Siwen. Their family ran a canteen, and they would bring me a piece of home ham to eat every day. Later, they were discovered by their family, and after being beaten up, they changed their shifts...
After watching the two children chatting for a while, the host on the stage finally began to gather everyone and prepare to start.
"Okay, today is Christmas. On behalf of Huahe Group and Zhuangyuanfang cram school, I wish all parents and young students present a Merry Christmas!"
The host bowed deeply.
The parents applauded.
"Today, under the sponsorship of Zhuangyuanfang cram school, we jointly held a Christmas children's talent show competition with our Huahe Group.
This talent show competition is divided into two sessions. One final in the morning and one in the afternoon.
In the end, the first, second and third prizes we selected will all be given mysterious luxury gifts!
The rest of the participating children will receive excellence awards as long as they participate, and they can all pick a small gift from our Christmas tree under the leadership of their parents! There are also many popular children's clothing surprises!"
The host said, pointing to the Christmas tree behind him that was hung with gifts.
"Wow!"
The little children screamed when they saw the gifts.
The dazzling array of gifts on the Christmas tree tempts them like the most delicious candies.
In fact, those small gifts are all small handicrafts purchased by Zhang Haidong. The cost of each is less than two yuan, but for the children, they are extremely tempting.
However, if you just spend two of the coupons included in the small gifts, the cost can be earned back from the parents.
"Okay, now we invite our first child, Wang Zhuozhuo, to perform on stage!"
The host did not play tricks anymore, but simply and straightforwardly announced the start of the game.
After all, they are a group of children.
Zhang Haidong is very satisfied, the scale is very good.
After Wang Zhuozhuo got on the stage, he picked up the microphone and said in a childish voice: "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Zhuozhuo. The song I want to perform for everyone is, Let's Swing the Oars!"
After a burst of applause, he started singing.
Wen Hui watched from below, holding Zhang Haidong's hand tightly.
He looked very nervous. He looked at the stage for a while, and then looked nervously at Miaomiao next to him.
Zhang Haidong gently stroked his back with his appropriate hand. He understood that it was a great courage for Wen Hui to come out to participate in the competition despite her extreme low self-esteem.
The tension right now is completely understandable.
He believed that as long as Wen Hui could finish her performance on the stage, Wen Hui would be able to get out of her autistic and inferior state of mind.
When the singing ended, the first child happily took off his gift.
As the applause continued, all the children who participated in the activity received their beloved gifts.
There were not many people taking part in the competition in the morning. Some parents were already happily taking their children to buy clothes with coupons. They would just come back later to announce the final results.
Finally it was Wen Hui's turn to take the stage.
There was sweat all over his nervous little cheeks.
Miaomiao came over and gently put a candy in his mouth: "Come up quickly! You just told me that you wanted to get the ranking!"
"Um!"
Wen Hui nodded and walked onto the stage.
The soundtrack started playing, it was Jay Chou's song - Chapter 7 of Night.
The voice is a bit suppressed and a bit mature, and it doesn't seem to be a suitable competition venue for children.
This song was also Zhang Haidong's favorite song.
When the familiar music played, Zhang Haidong's thoughts were running wildly in his mind, and he just wanted to shout loudly:
My youth is back!
"In the alley in 1983, it was a clear December, the typewriter continued to push, the next line that was close to the truth, the fog from the heather pipe drifted towards the withered tree, silently crying to me..."
In her tender voice, Wen Hui's lonely and true feelings were revealed.
The children gathered around the stage curiously, watching Wen Hui singing on the stage.
Zhang Haidong's thoughts seemed to go back to ten years ago, when he rode his family's big bar and took his female classmates home from school...
The sound is very small and thin... but the rhythm is very fast.
Wen Hui's face shed tears.
Zhang Haidong knew that those were tears of loneliness.
They are tears after being suppressed for a long time at a young age.
Brother Wen's absence and mother's absence have caused so much harm to the children!
One day in the future, I must not let my daughter suffer such harm!
"If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement, then I will write its ending with my own hands. The light of morning and evening will dry the last line of sadness, and the black ink will be dyed with tranquility..."
After Wen Hui sang a song, she bowed deeply, ran off the stage, and threw herself into Zhang Haidong's arms.
"Uncle, am I not singing well?"
Wen Hui gritted his teeth and said.
"No, you sang very beautifully. Look, everyone is applauding you!"
Zhang Haidong touched his head and said with a smile.
Miaomiao also came over: "Wen Hui, you sing so beautifully! I will choose you to perform on stage when our class will perform in the future."
"okay!"
…
Finally, the morning game came to an end.
At this time, everyone stood in front of the stage, quietly waiting for the host to announce the results.
"Now, let's announce the top three children who won today's prizes!"
The host took the microphone and said: "First place, kid Liu Xingyu! The winning song is "I Dedicate Oil to the Motherland"! His reward is two sets of first-grade Huanggang tutorials!"
"Second place is kid Ma Jian! His winning song is "I Love Learning"! His reward is a set of foreign language tutoring question books!"
"The third place is the child Wen Hui! His winning song is "The Seventh Chapter of the Night"! He sang it very emotionally! His reward is a big Christmas doll!"
Wen Hui happily ran onto the stage, then waved her award certificate and Christmas doll towards Zhang Haidong.
Zhang Haidong nodded and applauded him happily.
When Wen Hui stepped down, he ran to Miaomiao first and handed the big Christmas doll to Miaomiao: "Hey, Miaomiao, this is a Christmas gift for you!"
"Thanks!"
Miaomiao happily accepted it.
Wen Hui happily ran back to Zhang Haidong, holding the third place certificate and saying: "Uncle, you see I won the prize!"
"Yeah. Very good! Go back later. Aunt Wang and your grandma will definitely be happy! Come on, uncle will take you to have lunch first."
Zhang Haidong took the child to the lounge, and after eating a box lunch with everyone, he went out and sent Wen Hui home.
The afternoon activities have already begun in full swing, and the entire shopping mall is now packed with people.
Zhang Haidong carefully observed the children's clothing store and found that it was full of people. The coupons must have taken effect.
He nodded with satisfaction, and then seemed to remember something. He quickly took out his phone and took a look, but Du Xiaoyin still didn't reply.
"Zhang Haidong!"
A voice came, which made Zhang Haidong tremble and quickly hid his cell phone in his pocket.
"Why are you so scared? Are you talking about little girls again?"