Mo Sui subconsciously looked at An An.
The child was snow-white, wearing a light pink skirt, and his exposed arms were white and fat, and he seemed to be eating well.
The teacher at the orphanage tied her two small hairpins, matching them with hairpins of the same color. Her hair was soft and a little yellow, making her little face even whiter.
She was a small one, almost submerged in the crowd, her little feet stood on tiptoe, she seemed to be struggling, she tried hard to look at herself, her eyes as clear as black grapes blinked.
At the same time, Xiaotuanzi's attention was also attracted by Mo Sui.
She was wearing gray-blue home clothes, her skin was snow-white, and her long chestnut-colored wavy hair was tied up casually, hanging on her slender shoulders, and there were a few strands of hair that fell from her forehead, hanging down gently In front of her eyes, she blocked her cold gaze.
Children who grow up in orphanages are most able to read people's faces.
The smile on the aunt's face was very weak. She squatted down to find her slippers. Although she was polite, she didn't seem to like herself at all.
"Miss Mo, this is your little guest. Her name is An An." The staff hurriedly introduced, "An An, call mom."
The shallow curvature of Mo Sui's lips did not dissipate, but the movements of his hands paused.
She didn't want the little girl in front of her to call her mother.
"How old are you?" Mo Sui changed the subject and asked coldly.
An An pursed her small mouth, hesitated for a long time, and pointed out four fingers: "I am four years old."
When the voice fell, she fell silent.
This aunt doesn't like her, she doesn't want to call her mother.
Seeing this, the staff was a little nervous.
Why is this child so incapable of coming
…
The program team originally wanted to conduct a simple interview with Mo Sui's husband, after all, this is what the audience loves to watch. But who knew, Mo Sui said that he was on a business trip and would not be back for the next three days. That being the case, the program team didn't stay any longer, installed the cameras in the room, and left first.
When the people dispersed, only one big and one small ones remained in the room, staring at each other.
Mo Sui didn't know how to get along with the child, so he pointed to the position on the sofa, and was about to speak when he saw An An running to the side of the small tent where the camera was installed.
There was a bench over there, Xiaotuanzi sat down firmly, the picture was extremely harmonious.
However, on her chubby face, a pair of bright eyes were scrutinizing herself seriously, with a hint of timid vigilance.
After all, Mo Sui is an adult, how could he be in such an endless stalemate with a child.
Although she doesn't want to participate in this show, since she has signed the contract, she can only be more dedicated.
Anyway, I finished recording this program, it's only fifteen days.
Mo Sui took out the task card left by the program team before leaving, opened it, and handed it to An An: "Look at your task."
An An watched from a distance, slightly raised her chin, and glanced curiously at the task card in Mo Sui's hand.
Doesn't that even work
Mo Sui's delicate eyebrows slightly raised.
"We are not familiar with each other, and it's normal that we can't talk together."
"But I can assure you, I'm not a bad person."
It was rare for Mo Sui to say so many words at once. He sighed softly in his heart, and looked at An An again: "Can you accept the mission card now?"
An An tilted her head and heard her say this series of words.
Finally, Xiaotuanzi said softly, "I don't know how to read."
Mo Sui: ...
[Hahahaha, it's like chicken talking to duck. Talking to children should be coaxed, how can there be such a big reason! It seems that the actress really doesn't know how to get along with children.]
[However, the purpose of this program is to teach parents how to raise children. Recently, people always hear that mom and dad are also parents for the first time, but every time adults do something wrong, they use this trick, and they always feel that something is wrong. Now go on the show as an intern parent first, and then I will be able to do better when I give birth to my own child.]
[There is another saying that it would be great if parents can take the exam first, which is equivalent to a disguised exam, right?]
[But does this count as treating the little guest as a guinea pig? I heard that this kid's life experience is quite pitiful...]
In a short while, some netizens have revealed An An's life experience.
Knowing that this is a child picked up from an orphanage and has no father or mother since childhood, the audience in front of the live broadcast immediately felt very distressed.
What a cute child, how could her parents be so cruel
All of a sudden, the audience all hoped that Mo Sui would put down her role as actress.
Regardless of whether you can teach children or not, at least in this short fifteen-day recording, give the little one some warmth.
…
Mo Sui looked at An'an for a while, and made sure that Xiaotuanzi didn't deliberately make things difficult for him, and then lost the battle.
"Then I'll read it to you." She beckoned and let An An come over.
The milky kid was obedient this time, and walked towards Mo Sui with short legs, and when he sat down, he moved forward slightly, staring at the words on the task card.
From Mo Sui's perspective, he could just see the child sticking up.
Xiaotuanzi's long eyelashes trembled, and then he raised his head, his immature face was full of confusion.
Why don't you read it
"Tasks for the first day—" Mo Sui kept a distance from her, still sitting upright, and read, "Task 1: Mother and daughter read a picture book together; Task 2: Cook dinner together."
Mo Sui's voice is soft and soft, like the story voice in the "Mother Orange Tells a Story" program that was broadcast on the radio before the orphanage's nap in the past. It is very pleasant to listen to.
An'an listened carefully, and couldn't help but put her small hands on her cheeks, squeezing out a ball of chubby meat.
…
Children are very forgetful.
After Mo Sui finished reading the task card, An An thought of Cheng Zi's mother on the radio, so Xiao Tuanzi forgot Mo Sui's indifference at first, and subconsciously got closer to her.
The picture book is prepared in advance by the program team, and the big and the small take the picture book and start to complete the task.
The title of the picture book is "Where Am I From?" Mo Sui flipped through it roughly. It tells the story of a little boy asking his mother where he came from.
An An often listened to stories when she was in the orphanage, but they were all from the radio. No matter how meticulous the life teacher is, it is impossible to take care of so many children. So at this moment, she waited with great interest, waiting for Mo Sui to tell her a story.
Mo Sui's white and slender fingers lightly slid across the pages of the book, reading one word after another calmly. Although it was not at all exaggerated and exaggerated as when coaxing the child to speak, the child still listened with gusto.
Slowly, the two got closer.
An An asked in a low voice: "Auntie, is it painful to have a baby?"
"pain."
"The pain was like losing half his life. People who pay more attention to their image will lose their composure and scream and cry in the delivery room."
"An'an's misbehavior caused my mother a lot of pain, so she got angry after giving birth to me, so she threw me away?"
An'an mustered up her courage and asked in a low voice, but the more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and she was a little embarrassed, and lowered her head.
Xiaotuanzi's soft voice reminded Mo Sui to look at her face.
It was clearly a sour sentence, but when An An said it, it was as common as talking about three meals a day, her bright eyes blinked, innocent and curious.
Mo Sui: "No mother would throw away her child because it hurts too much to give birth."
An An tilted her head to listen, the light in her eyes changed from cautious to gradually bright.
Finally, as if she breathed a sigh of relief, she patted her small chest lightly.
It turned out that An An was not thrown away because she was too naughty and tossed her mother too much in her stomach.
In this way, she will be relieved!
At this moment, the audience in front of the studio breathed a sigh of relief.
God knows how afraid they are that Mo Sui will deal with this child perfunctorily for the sake of his aloof personality.
[In front of human cubs, even a cold adult will soften!]
[Such a well-behaved child, would he worry that he would be thrown away because he was not well-behaved? It's so distressing.]
[Although Mo Sui is indifferent, he is quite patient when talking to children.]
[Is this called being patient? Are you fans being puaed? If a big star says a few words casually, you can boast flowers.]
Where there is Mo Sui, there is enthusiasm and controversy, and the live broadcast room soon became noisy.
The fan-black battle and the melon-eating crowd watching the excitement made Mo Sui's live broadcast room more and more popular.
Of course, there were also viewers who came to the live broadcast room just to watch the warm daily life, but were persuaded by the smoky barrage in Mo Sui's live broadcast room, and clicked into the live broadcast room next door.
In the live broadcast room next door is singer Jiang Lin and draft singer Qin Feng with a lively little boy. Like one's own.
The other group was even more boring. The amateur guests were spoiled when they heard that they were brought in by investors. One of them would yell if he didn't like it. The couple had no choice but to coax her honestly.
In comparison, Mo Sui's live broadcast room is more interesting.
The audience who went out for a tour came back not long after. After the barrage that was originally noisy was managed, everyone's speeches became more peaceful.
It's just that on the screen, the one big and one small, who managed to get close to each other for a few minutes while reading the picture book, had nothing to do at this time, and fell into awkward silence again.
The audience was amused by the embarrassment of the queen, and couldn't help posting a whole row of "hahaha" on the barrage.
[What's next?]
[It seems to be cooking, can Mo Sui really know how to cook? She usually has an assistant to follow up on everything she does, so she probably doesn't even know how to wash vegetables.]
[This child is also very pitiful. There is such an intern mother at the booth. Don't make it to the end. Let the child cook for her.]
There was bad news in the barrage, but Mo Sui didn't know.
She stood up and went to the kitchen, and said to An An, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
An An thought for a while: "Is rib soup okay?"
"I won't." Mo Sui opened the refrigerator and looked at the compartment filled with program groups.
"What about scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" An An asked softly again.
Mo Sui took an egg, looked at the tomato again, and put the egg back again: "I don't know."
An An was a little annoyed.
She doesn't like to trouble adults.
Seeing Xiaotuanzi lowered his eyes, Mo Sui closed the refrigerator door and explained casually: "I usually eat salad. You probably can't eat it—"
"Okay." An An raised her head without thinking.
Looking at Xiaotuanzi's bright eyes and the flattering smile on his mouth, Mo Sui froze for a moment.
Subconsciously, she took out the eggs and tomatoes again.
Try it.
You can't let your children eat cold salads.