Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

"Woooooo!"

"My child, I've grown into a big girl..."

"In a few years, there may be brats coveting..."

Holding the video recorder with one hand, Liu Xi cried to a little girl on the stage until she burst into tears.

Liao Chu moved aside calmly. As a friend, he felt a little ashamed.

In addition to playing musical instruments, the Xiaoye class also prepared group dances.

Qianqian has excellent motor skills, so she was arranged to be the lead dancer, and Liu Xi came to shoot early in the morning.

The result is now crying uncontrollably.

A group of parents and teachers next to him couldn't help laughing and laughing. A few of them who were happy at first were also saddened by him, and their eyes turned red.

It's only been a few days, and the meat dumpling has grown so big.

proud!

But the children did not understand the emotion of their parents at all.

Later, when the rehearsal for the dance program ended, Qianqian ran over bouncing around, "Dad! Oh, you cry so ugly!"

Liu Xi: "..."

Everyone laughed out loud.

Liao Chu laughed along, ignored the joke, got up and walked backstage.

The next program will be Guoguo's instrumental ensemble, and he's going to give some encouragement.

Yu Yu and several teachers were checking the children's attire in the background.

Seeing Liao Chu come in, Yu Yu took the time to smile at him.

Liao Chu raised his hand and took a photo.

Because Guoguo was there too, everyone didn't think about other things.

Musical instruments perform this kind of program, unless the skills are particularly outstanding, otherwise the number of people is small and the momentum is not enough.

So this program was completed by eight children from the middle class and the small class.

Although the difference is only one year, the cubs are different every day, and the children in the middle class are generally a lot taller than the Doudings in the small class.

Physical strength, understanding, and self-control develop accordingly.

Before, the teachers were a little worried that the children in the small class would not be able to keep up with the progress because they were a year late.

Unexpectedly, after two practice sessions, they were still very good.

There are three people in the small class, Guoguo, Jiaming and Hu Yaozu.

The latter really has no literary skills, but sports are more prominent.

However, I am too young to learn more technical skills, so I haven't had time to show them off.

Later, a teacher had a whim and said that the child had good strength and enough momentum.

The sense of rhythm is not bad, why not just beat the big drum.

The kid Hu Yaozu fell in love with it after knocking it once!

Sounds great!

like!

I can work hard on this!

The teacher praised me for my momentum!

Mr. Hu Youcai watched a video before and muttered in private, isn’t this just a bastard with a sledgehammer!

But it's rare for a son to really like something for the first time, so let's learn it.

For this reason, Hu Youcai even asked someone to buy a good drum and put it in the living room.

Hu Yaozu was very happy.

Instead of resisting like when I was forced to learn something before, I knocked a few times whenever I had time.

Over time, Hu Youcai also felt that it was reliable, no matter how you looked at it, it became pleasing to the eye.

What happened to the drums?

That's fine!

Even if it's Wang Bawu's sledgehammer, my son is still the prettiest one!

Guoguo and Hu Yaozu are both ethnic musical instruments, and they also wear ethnic costumes.

On the other hand, Jia Ming was going to play the violin, so she wore a custom-made tuxedo and a bow tie.

A lot of hair oil was applied to the forehead, and it was combed shiny.

In private, Yu Yu and the other two teachers were a little worried:

This child's hair oil is used too early, and it is easy to...hair loss in the future!

Liao Chugang wanted to pat the child's head habitually.

As a result, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the amount of hair oil that the fly was slippery on, silently withdrew his hand, and patted his shoulder instead.

"He's handsome."

Jiaming pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head and saw her mother talking to someone in the distance, she couldn't help but whispered for help:

"Uncle, do you have a comb?"

Liao Chu: "...Itchy head?"

Jia Ming blushed, nodded and shook her head.

It's not particularly itchy, it's just a little stuffy and uncomfortable.

Liao Chu suppressed a smile and went over to say a few words to Yu Yu.

Yu Yu was also dumbfounded.

Jia Ming's mother is good at everything, but the burden of being an idol is too heavy, and her aesthetics are a bit too much.

Children are still so young, if you really want a hairstyle, you can get some children's special setting spray and spritz it.

It is not beautiful to apply so much hair oil.

Yu Yu took Jiaming's little hand and went over to have a serious communication with Jiaming's mother.

Jiaming's mother yelled, a little bit remorseful, but also a little funny, "Silly boy, you don't feel comfortable talking to your mother!"

Jia Ming resisted the urge to scratch her head, and felt a little embarrassed.

Yu Yu smiled and said, "There's still time, I'll take him to wash his hair first."

There is also a program in the middle, which is poetry recitation, plus soundtrack and commentary guidance, it takes 10 minutes anyway.

enough.

About 10 minutes later, the newly refreshed Jiaming children returned to the backstage.

Gone is the oily head, replaced by fluffy and natural short hair.

Because he combed his hair back all the time, the bangs in front were a bit long, and now it was too late to cut them, so Yu Yu helped him shape the sides with spray, which was natural and beautiful.

Well, he's a stylish little guy, that's right.

Guoguo and Hu Yaozu all leaned forward and said, "You are so different from before!"

Jia Ming scratched her hair, feeling a little happy.

so light!

When I walk around, I can feel the wind blowing through my hair, just like eating cucumber potato chips, so refreshing!

Jiaming's mother stared at her son for a long time, then suddenly cupped her face and screamed:

"Wow~ My son is so cute!"

It's decided, the baby will take the handsome and handsome route in the future!

Later, when the children came to the rehearsal, Yu Yu and Liao Chu peeped from the backstage curtain, full of emotion.

"Did it grow so fast?" Yu Yu asked softly.

Liao Chu hummed.

A few months ago, he met Guoguo for the first time. At that time, the little girl was like a milk dumpling.

Thin and small, timid and inferior, insecure.

But now, it's different.

The little girl on the stage is confident and flamboyant, like a blooming dandelion, with round, plump and vigorous hair, ready to take the wind and set sail at any time.

Liao Chu took a slow breath, and suddenly understood Liu Xi's feelings just now.

It does look a little... swollen eyes.

Yu Yu glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Do you want a handkerchief?"

Liao Chu opened his eyes vigorously, pretending not to hear.

He didn't want to cry!

Yu Yu burst out laughing, seeing no one behind him, secretly hooked his fingers.

Liao Chu's body froze, and he immediately relaxed. With the cover of the big coat, he grabbed his backhand.

There are so many people at the scene and the lights are so bright, but in the dark corner of the background, there are two hands tightly clasped together.

After the show ended, Guoguo bowed and bowed to the curtain call with the children, then picked up her little erhu, and ran backstage happily.

"Uncle! Isn't Guoguo amazing!"

The little girl was beaming with joy, her eyes were as bright as stars.

The little girl who used to be timid has indeed disappeared.

Liao Chu lifted her up like a green onion, and was about to speak when he saw Hu Yaozu's envious eyes.

Papa Hu has something to do and said he would come over later.

He squatted down again and stretched out his other arm, "Do you want to hug?"

Hu Yaozu blushed blushing, pinching his fingers, very moved, but embarrassed to step forward.

He likes Uncle Liao very much.

However, this is not his dad.

"Smash!"

The broken male voice suddenly exploded from the auditorium, and everyone followed the prestige, and saw Mr. Hu Youcai, who was disheveled and sweating profusely, holding the camera and waving it vigorously.

"Dad didn't break his promise, Dad came to see your rehearsal! Dad caught it!"

Just a third of the way through the rehearsal, he finally arrived in a hurry, sweating profusely and with messy clothes.

But he didn't bother to tidy up, and he didn't have time to catch his breath, so he hurriedly started shooting.

Little Hu Yaozu froze for a moment, stared there for a while, and then, two small light bulbs suddenly lit up in his eyes.

"father!"

He screamed and rushed over.

Regardless of the height of the platform, just jump down.

"Smash!"

Hu Youcai rushed over with a few strides, opened his arms, and took a solid catch.

"Daddy's got you!"

Hu Yaozu hugged his neck, giggling.

I know dad will catch me!

Hu Youcai kissed him a few times forcefully, making loud noises.

"Dad has seen it all, my son is awesome!"

The kid was still a little shy, but very happy, so he giggled.

He turned his head and waved his hands towards Liao Chu and Yu Yu, "Mr. Yuyu, Uncle Liao, my father is here!"

The child's whole face is shining, and he is very satisfied.

Liao Chu also smiled and waved to him.

At this point, the program of the small class was completely over. Liao Chu and Yu Yu went down to the auditorium together, only to find that Liu Xi and Qianqian were not there.

He asked the parent next to him.

The other party was a little surprised, "Huh? You didn't meet? He said just now that he would bring Qianqian to the backstage to find you."

Backstage?

Liao Chu and Yu Yu looked at each other, curled their fingers, and suddenly had a terrible guess.