The President’s Five Children

Yembi was uncertain.

It’s not that bad, right?

He just almost missed the scene, not really missed it, why is Bruno so angry.

It’s obvious that he was the one who didn’t say hello and played the scene first.

DDT!

Bruno violently honked the car horn, his tone was icy cold, “Still not getting in the car, waiting for me to carry you?”

Yembi secretly spat out her tongue and obediently got into the car.

After all, Mr. Newman, Mrs. Newman is still sitting in the back row, along the way, the car’s atmosphere a few although not good, but also not too bad, arrived at the competition site without incident.

This is a charity painting competition, the children’s paintings in the selection, the top three paintings will be sponsored by the competition of the enterprise, at a price of 100, 000 per pair of auction away, the auction money used to those mountainous areas of the children to buy painting supplies, so that they can also take the paintbrush, to become their own magic brush Ma Liang.

That’s why, when the art teacher offered to take Amad to the competition, Anna immediately agreed.

It just made so much sense.

Whether or not Amad would go on to become a painter in the future, he would look back on his first participation in the competition with great emotion.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

As he was thinking, a man wearing a competition logo vest came over, very polite and courteous, “May I ask if you’re here to participate in the competition, which one of you is the competition contestant?”

“Hello uncle, I’m today’s contestant, my name is Amad,” Amad came out and greeted in a milky voice.

It simply warmed the hearts of the staff.

After praising several sentences of being really good, he remembered to get down to business, “Come to a parent, join me, bring the child backstage to make preparations, and by the way, calm down the child’s mood.”

Anna, as the real mom, naturally stepped forward.

She led Amad to the backstage, and found that all the other children had arrived as well, and were busy checking their drawing utensils.

Anna started checking Amad’s ones as well.

Outside, Cedron led the group to take their seats, in the front row, so that they could see the whole process of Amad’s painting competition most clearly.

At that moment, a staff member came over to take Mordecai and Enoch away.

“Those two aren’t competing.” Cedron said.

Mordecai also hurriedly nodded his head, “Yes uncle, I don’t know anything but drawing eggs, don’t take me to the competition, it’ll be embarrassing.”

The staff were all amused by him.

Hurriedly explained, “It’s like this, because today is a competition activity to subsidize children from poor mountainous areas, in a while the TV station will come to interview and take pictures, it will give all the little children a close-up, so it needs them to sit together, so that it will look good when photographed.”

Following the staff’s gaze, indeed just a short distance away, there was a special children’s grandstand area.

Cedron hesitated, but let Enoch and Mordecai pass.

It wasn’t far away, so he was still relieved.

The staff then led the two children over, and they were specially arranged in the first row.

“Both of you are handsome, so when an uncle takes a picture of you later, you must remember to smile!” The staff member admonished.

Mordecai nodded and agreed readily.

Enoch tensed his face, but didn’t refuse either.

Only then did the staff leave in peace.

On this side, the host in charge of the competition also came on stage, and after a brief walk through the process, he invited the twenty children who participated in the competition to come on stage, and the painting time was one hour, and he hoped that they would paint the world in their hearts.

The attention of the crowd was instantly focused on the stage.

As long as Cedron’s eyes fell on the children’s side of the bleachers.

In his line of sight, there was a man carrying a high-powered camera that was slowly heading towards the children’s bleachers.