As soon as these words came out, everyone was surprised.
Even Huo Shenxiu and Su Mi looked at each other and looked at their son.
The staff member was stunned for a long time, and then asked with some stuttering: "...Why?"
"Because of this, this championship can be given to Xiong Beibei." Xiao Subao's eyes were crystal clear, and Xiao Nai's voice was very serious and persistent, without any intention of joking.
Huo Shenxiu and Su Mi looked at each other again, seeming to understand what their son meant.
The dissatisfaction on Mrs. Xiong's face disappeared and she was stunned, thinking that she had heard wrongly.
The staff member stammered: "...Why do you want to give up such a precious championship to others?"
And he was the kid who almost stole his honor just now!
There was no pity on Xiao Subao's face, he was full of sincerity: "Xiong Beibei needs this award more than me, and his painting deserves first place. And I exchanged themes with Xiong Beibei, which is indeed against the rules."
, if you are wrong, you have to admit it.”
Not much specifics were said.
After all, everyone has self-esteem and their own privacy.
He just gives the right things to the right people, and doesn't want others to feel like he's giving alms from above.
Su Mi glanced at the staff and signaled that she wanted to go over, then hurriedly walked to the venue, squatted down, and asked Xiao Subao a few words.
Xiao Subao told her everything she knew.
Su Mi completely understood and looked back at Xiong Beibei.
According to Xiao Subao, Xiong Beibei has been living under high pressure from her mother, and she actually suffered from severe anxiety at a young age.
No wonder Xiong Beibei didn't say much. She kept her head down the whole time, didn't communicate much with others, her eyes were cramped, evasive, flickering, and she looked very nervous.
I almost had an attack several times before the game.
Mrs. Xiong’s mistake this time may cause more trouble to Xiong Beibei in the future.
She had suffered from postpartum depression, and Xiao Subao had also been exposed to some mental illnesses. Maybe so. Xiao Subao also saw that Xiong Beibei was a little serious.
She touched Xiao Subao's head and whispered: "Are you really willing to give the championship to others?"
As a mother, she should be happy that her son can have this kind of situation.
Xiao Subao said confidently: "Didn't Mom say that the competition is a game, and the most important thing is to be happy in the process. I'm very happy now, that's all."
Su Mi stood up and nodded to the staff.
The staff member couldn't make up his mind at once: "...but Xiong Beibei has been disqualified."
Then he looked back at the judges.
When Ma Hefan saw this scene, his eyes looking at Xiao Subao became more loving and appreciative, and he took the initiative to speak:
"Jin Hyunji, do you really not care about the championship? Do you know what the reward for the championship is?"
"I know," Xiao Subao faced Ma Hefan and bowed respectfully: "I really want to be Teacher Ma's disciple, but for me, happiness in painting is the most important thing.
Dear teachers, you choose to paint and engage in art work because you are happy, right?"
The judges' expressions froze.
The smile in Ma Hefan's eyes gradually spread, and he felt a little emotional.
Yes, who entered the art industry initially because they liked it?
It's just that, along the way, too many people have lost their original aspirations.
For example, Yan Hengsheng fled.
But a little baby stirred up the original intention that all the professionals present had lost for a long time.
He looked at Xiao Subao with even more kindness in his eyes, and then told the staff:
"In addition to Kim Hyun Chi, Xiong Beibei's paintings are indeed enough to get the highest score in the audience. The parents' fault cannot be borne by the children. The domestic art circle cannot lose a young talent just because of this."
The staff came to their senses, announced the winners again, and then asked the top three children to come up to receive their awards.
Mrs. Xiong was stunned, and no one had woken up until now.
I simply couldn’t believe that Xiao Subao actually gave up the first place to his son.
It wasn't until the staff urged her a few more times that she understood and pushed her son:
"Quick, son, hurry up and receive the award!"
Xiong Beibei kept holding on to the corners of her clothes. At this moment, she saw everyone looking at her and finally passed.
Xiao Subao was held by Su Mi and gave him a cheering gesture.
Xiong Beibei glanced at him, lowered his head, and held the corners of his clothes.
The staff handed him the microphone and asked him to say a few acceptance speeches.
Xiong Beibei took it, as if she had made up her mind, mustered up her courage, and raised her face:
"Actually, the reason Xiao Subao changed the theme with me just now was because I couldn't draw the theme of my own family."
Parents outside the court were stunned.
Mrs. Xiong was also stunned.
Xiong Beibei’s childish voice continues to surround:
"My parents were very strict with me since I was a child, and they asked me to learn a lot of things. I didn't even get enough sleep every day, and I didn't have any friends. Occasionally, my parents would take me out to meet relatives and friends, but they would still ask me to compare myself with their children."
"I finally got a pet dog. My mother was afraid that I would be distracted, so she sent her away."
"I know my parents are doing it for my own good, but I feel really sad."
"Sometimes, I can't even breathe."
"During today's game, I felt uncomfortable again before going on the field. I felt nauseous, dizzy, my heartbeat was very fast, and I even wanted to faint. I was afraid that if I didn't perform well, my mother would teach me a lesson and I would be disappointed... Kim Hyun-ji found out and taught me
Breathe and comfort me, and I feel better."
"Then the theme of 'family' was drawn, and I became nervous again. Kim Hyun Ji saw me feeling uncomfortable and was afraid that I would not be able to draw well and would be scolded by my parents, so he took the initiative to change the theme with me."
"So, it was me who committed the foul, not him."
He must explain the reason clearly to everyone.
The parents were in an uproar and started talking in low voices.
Mrs. Xiong's face turned pale. Suddenly, tears of regret fell down and she covered her face.
…
When the game is over, parents and children disperse.
Su Mi and Huo Shenxiu took little Su Bao and were about to leave, but they saw Xiong Beibei holding her mother's hand, standing not far away, looking over, as if waiting for them.
The three of them walked over.
Mrs. Xiong's expression seemed to be much weaker. She was no longer arrogant or rude before. Her fat body was also slightly bowed submissively. When she saw Su Mi, her voice was trembling:
"Mom Jin Xuanzhi, I'm really sorry about what happened before..."
Su Mi glanced at Xiong Beibei and said, "It's a good thing to hope that your son will succeed, but Mrs. Xiong should take Beibei to see a psychiatrist first."
Mrs. Xiong's face trembled, she said nothing, and finally whispered: "...I know. Thank you."
Xiao Subao gave Xiong Beibei an encouraging wave and followed the two of them away.
Before he could even walk out of the museum gate, a man came running after him, panting:
"Stay!"
The three of them turned around, and it was Ma Hefan's assistant.
The assistant handed a card to Su Mi:
"This is Teacher Ma Hefan's business card, given to Jin Xuanzhi."