Chapter 1761 Concentrate
Seeing that both children agreed.
Richard was very happy.
Holding a child with one hand, he deliberately made his voice more magnetic.
"The first story I want to tell today is called "Cinderella"."
As he said this, he looked at the two children and seemed to have no reaction.
My eyes are still fixed on the TV.
"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy businessman whose wife was seriously ill. Before she died, she called her only daughter to her side and said: 'My good daughter, after Mom passes away, she will continue to protect you and bless you in the other world.'
, she just closed her speech and died..."
"Poof!"
As soon as he said this, he heard his wife laugh.
He looked over.
The wife suppressed her laughter and said, "I'm sorry, Richard, I just think this way of death is too hasty."
Richard glared at her, "This is just a fairy tale, of course it has to be simple."
"Okay!" The wife continued to look at the phone.
Li looked at the next pair of children, and the first sentence was obviously not enough to attract their attention.
He sorted it out a little, "She was buried in the garden. The little girl was a pious and kind-hearted girl. She went to her mother's grave every day to cry. When winter came, heavy snow covered her mother's grave with a white blanket.
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The spring breeze blows, and the sun removes the silver from the graves. Winter turns to spring, and time passes, and her father takes another wife."
It seems that TV is more attractive than stories.
The two children stared straight at the TV program, not knowing whether they were listening or not.
Richard felt a little discouraged.
He thinks that the fairy tales that are very good and very suitable for children are not effective for his own children.
It seems that there is something wrong with my vision.
"The new wife came to my house with her two daughters she had given birth to before. They are beautiful on the outside, but very ugly and evil on the inside.
When they arrived, it was also the beginning of this poor little girl's suffering.
They said: 'Why is such a useless rice bucket in the hall? Whoever wants to eat bread has to earn it himself, go to the kitchen and work as a kitchen maid...'"
"This stepmother is so hateful." The daughter pouted and said, "How could she do this to a little girl?"
Richard lowered his head and saw his daughter looking at him with bright eyes and an unhappy look on her face.
My son didn’t seem to be paying much attention, but he was actually listening with open ears.
It seems that this story is very attractive.
Richard cheered up and continued to speak.
"The little girl was forced to take off her beautiful clothes and put on an old gray coat. They laughed at her like a prank and asked her to do hard work.
I have to get up before dawn every day, carry water, cook, and endure the ridicule of my sisters.
At night, she could only sleep in the woodshed, and there was no bed to sleep on, so she had to sleep in the ashes next to the stove. As a result, her body was covered with dust, dirty, and ugly. For this reason
, everyone calls her Cinderella..."
Richard looked at the two children while talking.
Both daughter and son have stopped watching TV and are listening to him telling stories attentively.
Cinderella's life is so miserable.
It's simply unbearable.
And my wife, who had never paid much attention, was also listening to the story attentively.
As the story develops, her father brought back a dead branch, and Cinderella planted it on her mother's grave. Watering it with her tears, the dead branch grew into a big tree.
Life begins to change when a little bird comes from the tree.
Richard uses the simplest words to tell this story.
The two children chimed in a few words at first, but from the beginning of the dance, the two children were fascinated and never said a word.
When the prince came to find the person with the glass slipper, this part was a bit bloody, and Richard hesitated for a moment, or else he had to tell the story.
But in the end, he was faithful to the original work and told this paragraph.
However, the original work also dealt with this first paragraph relatively simply.
The eldest daughter cut off her toes.
The second daughter cut off her heel.
Soon the whole story was finished.
Cinderella finally left with the prince.
The bird landed on Cinderella's shoulder and made a sweet cry.
This is a happy ending.
"The story is over here!"
After saying this, Richard secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The daughter came over and kissed Richard on the face, "Dad is great, and the story is so well told."
The son also said beside him: "Dad, will Cinderella's stepmother be arrested by the prince in the end?"
This...
Children's ideas are sometimes a little unclear.
Richard said: "Cinderella is a kind child. As for what she will do, maybe that is another story."
He didn't dare to talk nonsense about the ending.
One is that he doesn’t want to give his children incorrect guidance, and the other is that he doesn’t know what the author thinks.
Maybe it’s best for the story to end here.
In fact, her two daughters also received the punishment they deserve. Their feet were chopped off, so what else could they do?
The children didn’t pay much attention, they just asked casually.
After asking, the attention shifted to the story.
The two little guys chatted happily.
Richard looked very pleased. It seemed that this story was very attractive to children.
"Snow White" has a similar style, and it's not bad either.
Such is the fame!
Thinking of this, Richard turned on his phone and browsed the web page.
"Huh?"
Richard made a surprised sound.
The wife asked, "What's wrong?"
A smile appeared on Richard's lips, "The story I just told is the story of this essay competition. I originally thought it was written by a new author who is not famous and might be buried, but now it seems that it won't be."
"Oh?" The wife nodded, "The story just now is very good, and it can easily arouse the interest of adults. This kind of good story is destined not to be buried."
Richard nodded.
But it's still dangerous.
Due to their reputation, the top three will probably not change much.
Let's assume that the authors of "Cinderella" and "Snow White" are two people. Let alone the top three, it would be good for these two to enter the Excellence Award.
I’m afraid I won’t even get into the Excellence Award.
After all, there are many accomplished authors.
He looked at the data and found that there were only a few dozen people reading Cinderella, but it obviously aroused a lot of interest.
It suddenly increased to thousands of reads, and there were also many comments below.
Although the data is much better, this final evaluation is very childish.
What if Mr. Eleven’s granddaughter Fanny doesn’t like these two stories?
Richard originally wanted to leave a comment.
But when I think about this, I feel extremely confused.
Regarding Mr. Eleven’s essay, he said that the final evaluation would be judged by his granddaughter’s peers. That was it, and there would never be any change.
I hope these two fairy tales can attract Fanny.
Chapter completed!