Fushangshen Parenting Collection

The process of each award ceremony is not much different. First, the curator of the art museum will give a speech, followed by a speech from the sponsor, and finally, they will go up to receive the awards in the order of excellence award, bronze award, silver award and gold award.

Now it's the time for the curator of the art museum to perform. The middle-aged bald man stood on the stage, spitting all over the place. Liu Xing stood in the audience to see if he couldn't find the song fairy. City, in a dilemma, Yukimura Seiichi's friends took the initiative to find them.

"Yukimura!" A tall man with a serious face came over, and he could see that the other party was very anxious, his brows were frowned, and his tone was a little worried, "Where have you been? I have been looking for you for an hour."

Yukimura Seichi lowered his head and whispered to Liu Xing, "Dean."

Liu Xing suddenly realized that this was Yukimura Seichi's friend who looked very 'old'.

Because the other party came to the art museum as an ordinary visitor, he was dressed more casually, but even so, he looked like an adult who had been in a high position for many years, standing side by side with Yukimura Seiichi, not like a friend ... more like an uncle or nephew.

And Seiichi Yukimura was obviously used to the other party's almost stern tone, but his smile became a little lighter: "I wandered around in the museum at will."

"But you clearly know that your body—" the other party suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, looked at Liu Xing in a blink of an eye, looked him up and down, and then slowly asked, "Who is he?"

Liu Xing was shocked by the other party's scrutiny, and subconsciously straightened his waist.

"It's a kid I just met." Seichi Yukimura introduced, "Ryuho Inagaki."

Liu Xing was a little nervous, but still bowed slightly to say hello: "Hi, I'm Inagaki Liu Xing."

"I'm Genichiro Sanada." The other party's tone was cold, "Thank you for helping take care of Yukimura."

"Ah? Uh...it's nothing, you're welcome." Although the other party was expressing his gratitude, Liu Xing was somehow afraid of this serious senior, so he couldn't help taking a step behind Yukimura.

Yukimura Seichi laughed: "You scared the kids."

"No!" Liu Xing always tried to maintain a calm and comfortable image in front of strangers, and didn't want to admit that she was afraid of them, "I...I'm just... just a little nervous about going on stage, yes! I'm nervous! I'm not afraid !"

Such a lame lie obviously failed to deceive the two people present.But no one poked him, Genichiro Sanada took a step back calmly, while Seiichi Yukimura just chuckled, "If you are nervous, find something to distract yourself, it will be much better."

Liu Xing let out a "hmm", remembering what he was going to do.

"That," Liu Xing said in a low voice, "I have to go to my parents first." She always felt uneasy when she couldn't see Song Xian.

Yukimura Seichi smiled slightly: "See you later."

Liu Xing searched for 2 minutes before finding Gexian. He was standing at the back of the audience area, holding his arms impatiently while watching the speeches of the sponsors on the stage.

"Ge Xian," Liu Xing grabbed the corner of Ge Xian's clothes and shook, "You left me and ran around again!" There was some accusation in her tone.

Ge Xian felt that he was wrong, touched his nose and did not speak.

As soon as he went to a place like the art gallery, he was a little bit ignorant of his surroundings, and when he came to his senses and looked back, Liu Xing was no longer by his side.

Fortunately, Liu Xing is not the child who was so anxious to cry when he couldn't find his parents in the past, he doesn't worry too much.

Liu Xing dragged Ge Xian to the front of the stage, "You are too far away from the awarding platform, why not stand a little further forward!"

"There are too many people ahead."

"But I'll be nervous if I don't see you on stage!"

Song Xian laughed: "Sure enough, he is still a child."

When the two of them came to the audience, it happened that the sponsors on the stage had also finished speaking, and the curator began to present the excellence awards, and the first person to be called was Miu Kobayashi's name.

Wearing a beautiful little dress, Kobayashi Meiyu walked gracefully to the stage, bowed after receiving the award, saw Liu Xing sharply, and winked at him.

Congratulations.

Liu Xing mouthed back, in exchange for Kobayashi Meiyu's brighter smile.

Song Xian patted Liu Xing on the back lightly: "Go."

Liu Xing nodded, and walked near the steps leading up to the stage, and happened to see Sanada Genichiro and Yukimura Seiichi.

The two were talking, but their expressions were not pleasant.

Genichiro Sanada frowned: "You shouldn't walk around at will, what if you get sick?"

"...I carry the medicine with me."

"What if something goes wrong while walking? The consequences of a fall will be serious!"

Yukimura's smile couldn't be maintained: "Otherwise? In a wheelchair?"

Sanada was speechless.

Yukimura took a deep breath: "Although I am a patient, I don't have to be watched when I walk and eat... There is no need for that."

"But if no one helps you with your illness—"

Yukimura Seichi interrupted him: "There are nurses in the hospital, and I have hired nurses at home. I can ask them to help if necessary... You don't have to come to the hospital to see me often. Concentrating on practicing is what you should do... Don't worry. Forget the origin at the end."

"To us, you are Ben—!!" Genichiro Sanada rubbed his forehead, "Sorry...I'm just...a little tired recently."

"...Thank you for accompanying me to the art exhibition today." Seiichi Yukimura said softly, "This may be my last award."

As soon as these words came out, not to mention Genichiro Sanada's complexion became darker, even Liu Xing's heart gave a 'thump'.

He stood where he was, not knowing whether to move on.

But the atmosphere between the two seniors was too suffocating, Liu Xing felt that he needed to relax, so he mustered up the courage to go over and say hello: "Senior Yukimura!"

Seeing Liu Xing, Yukimura Seichi returned to his usual gentle smile: "It came in time, and it will be your turn soon."

Liu Xing glanced at the stage, because there was no time specially set aside for the winners of the Excellence Award to give their acceptance speeches, so the ten certificates have already been handed out, and the winners are stepping down from the other side of the stage one after another.

"The winner of the bronze medal... what did he paint?" Liu Xing forgot.

Yukimura Seichi: "...I don't have any impression either."

The insignificant Bronze Award winner gave a very long speech, Liu Xing took the opportunity to ask Yukimura Seichi: "Senior, can you exchange your mobile number and msn with me?"

"of course can."

After the two exchanged their phone numbers and account numbers, Seiichi Yukimura looked at the black cat Liu Xing used as his profile picture, and said with a smile, "You have a beautiful cat."

Liu Xing just smiled with his eyes bent, but didn't say anything.

Rather than saying that he raised the cat, it is better to say that the cat raised him. Every month, the black cat would send Liuxing souvenirs from hell, and some things that the black cat felt that Liuxing needed, such as scratching posts and fake mice.

"Next is the silver medal winner of this competition, the work "Beauty Like Flowers Across the Clouds", authored by Inagaki Ryuho."

Liu Xing felt inexplicably ashamed when he heard the words 'beauty is like a flower separated from the clouds', coupled with already nervous, Liu Xing's legs were a little weak when he walked on stage, but he still stood in front of the microphone.

Eyes from all directions focused on him, Liu Xing opened his mouth, but made no sound.

He frantically looked for the familiar figure in the audience, and the moment he saw Ge Xian, he suddenly calmed down.

It doesn't matter.Liu Xing thought.Song Xian is here, no matter what problem arises, Song Xian can solve it.

Once he calmed down, Liu Xing's voice also became normal.

The acceptance speech is not a speech, there is no need for a long speech, Liu Xing said a few words briefly, and finally thanked his parents emphatically.

And Ge Xian was standing at the nearest position off the stage, staring at Liu Xing intently, never taking his eyes off from the beginning to the end.

After bowing and leaving the stage, Liu Xing couldn't wait to tiptoe and hang the silver-plated medal around Song Xian's neck: "Here you are!"

Song Xian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure you want to give it to me? This is your first medal."

A small iron plate, even if plated with silver, is still shabby.But it has been given a very important meaning - it represents honor and affirmation.

It is an honor that belongs to Liu Xing.

Liu Xing gently gave Ge Xian a hug: "It is very important, so it should be given to important people."

Ge Xian was so warm that her heart almost melted into a puddle of water.

Song Xian patted Liu Xing on the back in relief: "Congratulations on your award."

"It's also a song fairy who won the award." Liu Xing said seriously, "My paintings are all drawn under your guidance."

Gexian really wanted to kiss her family's children at the moment, but the host on stage interrupted the warmth of father and son in a timely manner: "Next is the winner of the gold medal, the work "Spring", the author, Seiichi Yukimura."

Hearing this, Liu Xing looked up at the young man on the stage.

Under the spotlight, her dark blue hair had a faint violet hue, but her soft and beautiful face was pale because of her sickness, and her figure was extremely thin.

Liu Xing said in a low voice: "I talked to him just now...he is a very good person."

Song Xian frowned slightly: "He is the gold medal? Looks like he's not in good shape."

"...He seems to be seriously ill," Liu Xing said worriedly, "I saw his medicine box, it was full of medicines." Liu Xing talked about the scene when he met Yukimura Seichi just now, focusing on when he fell ill "He is a nice and gentle person...it's such a pity to suffer from such a serious illness."

The teenagers on the stage spoke out the award speeches they had prepared in an orderly manner, with gentle and polite smiles on their faces. After receiving the medals, they bowed deeply and walked briskly off the stage.

If Liu Xing hadn't said swearingly that Yukimura Seiichi had suffered an illness just now, Song Xian would have thought that the other party was just weak.

After all, Yukimura Seiichi's paintings are full of vitality, and he himself doesn't seem to have the depression and despair that a seriously ill person should have.

"Actually, senior is very uncomfortable," Liu Xing recalled the conversation between Yukimura Seiichi and Sanada Genichiro, and whispered, "It's just that senior hid it well."

I can't accept help from my friends calmly, probably due to self-esteem and guilt and more complicated emotions.

But Yukimura Seiichi didn't have too many worries when he accepted the help of a stranger like him.

After all, the first time they met was so embarrassing, there was really nothing to hide.