Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Inside, silence, still silence.

In the studio, silence, silence.

No one spoke, no one commented, not surprised, not afraid, not shocked.

How can they think that two children who are only seven years old actually made such a video in just two hours.

In fact, there is no need for professionals to comment on it. Two videos can be put on the screen, with high and low views.

Just now, I think the production of cool and mature blockbusters is more perfunctory and old-fashioned than the latter, and how to see it is strange.

"I was really shocked. If I hadn't watched the whole process, I couldn't believe it was made by their two children."

"Do you think I can believe it? It's too powerful. How can they think of using bows and arrows without knives? And with Tang Xin's action, bows and arrows are obviously more suitable."

"It's not a bow and arrow. It's a crossbow. They know how to use knives and axes when foreigners don't understand. When we played with weapons, they didn't have history."

"Damn it! These two kids can't be called geniuses any more. They are geniuses of geniuses. "

"Ah, it's so competitive. Look at the faces of those foreigners. I'm very happy."

"I'm so happy. Let them look down on us. Let's have a look. We just two children can compare you!"

Everyone was elated and relieved. Tang Xin was the calmest in the arena, because she always knew that her children would not lose. Since they had the confidence to compete, they would not let themselves lose.

"Baby, you are so good. You are the pride of Mommy."

Xiaobao nestled in Tang Xin's arms and said: "Mommy, you are also our pride. You play well, so we can make it better."

Qian'er's indifferent face also eased down at this moment. She stood in front of Tang Xin and nodded her head to agree with Xiao Bao's words.

Different from their joy, David, including a group of John directors, turned pale at this time.

Obviously, they didn't think they would lose or lose so badly.

Xiaobao raised his head, looked at them with pride, and his voice was sweet - "should you apologize to me and all of us?"

David's face was white and black, black and red, red and green, like a palette.

If there are not so many people, if there is no audience, maybe he can make a perfunctory apology, but now, it is obvious that it is difficult to ride a tiger.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Tang Xin's face became cold. As soon as he was about to speak, he heard a burst of applause behind him.

Looking back, I bumped into three pairs of proud and loving eyes.

Seeing the visitor, Xiaobao ran over in surprise - "Baba, grandfather, uncle Jinnian!"

That's right. The people who came here are song Qinbei, Sheng Liancheng and Fu Jinnian. And they don't look like new comers. They may have arrived very early. Like her, they have been watching the two children all the time.

Song Qinbei comes over. Junlang's face is full of tenderness. He gently embraces Tang Xin in his arms. Fu Jinnian and Sheng Liancheng pull the two children towards her.

Seeing a group of them, let alone David, director John's face turned white.

He came over and stood in front of Sheng Liancheng, nervously holding out his hand - "Mr. Sheng, I've heard so much about you. I didn't expect to see you here."