It is better for father to know.
Role assignment:
Father: Father
Mother: Mother.
Zi 1: Cai Huacong (Cong)
John 2: He Fei.
Daughter Zhang Yingying.
Manager: Gao Jing (manager) Opening remarks: Son 1: My dad is a great guy, and no one will believe that he is a bad guy. But ..... alas, he always does stupid things, which finally makes us children feel ashamed.
Ladies and gentlemen, you know my father is an iceman. No one can believe that this is not the case. However, he ... But he always does these stupid things.
Daughter: Yes, for example, the last time you went to work to save money to learn China Kung Fu, hehe, it was so embarrassing. ...
Yes, just like last time, you work in a restaurant, hehe, it's embarrassing.
Son 1: I don't even want to mention it. ....
Do you know what happened? Because ...
The two of them: Fatherknowsbetter!
(Two people on the set) Scene 1:
Venue: Beiyou Snack Bar (featuring onion cake)
People: father, manager, son 1, diner A, diner B.
Setting: PPT shows the restaurant signboard name and menu.
Opening scene: Diners A and B are burying their heads in eating, and their son 1 is cleaning the table. At this moment, his father walked into the restaurant, and his son 1 saw his father hiding behind the table ... Manager: Good evening, sir. Can I help you? (with a business smile)
Good evening, sir. MayIhelpyou？
Father: Good evening (he looks around as if looking for something when he is talking).
Good evening.
Son: (seeing dad crouching behind the desk) (to himself) Oh! No ... God, bless your loveliest person ... (keep pounding your chest, watching the time with your mobile phone, scratching your head)
Oh, no! God bless your children.
Father (asked politely): Excuse me, where are the onions?
Can you tell me where it is?
Manager (thinks a little and takes out an onion): Is it an onion?
... onions?
Father: (stunned and confused, taking the onion) Oh? It looks good (come to my senses, put away the onion) No, no, I mean my son, onion, works here.
Oh? It looks good. But ... but he works here.
Manager: Oh, it was here just now! Can I help you? I'm his agent.
Oh, he's back! What happened? I'm the manager.
Father: Oh … I think I should talk to you.
Oh, nothing, but ... I think I should be with you. (Diner A looks up and says to Diner B: We also want to talk.
I think I should talk to you.
Diner B looked up: We have nothing to talk about.
No way.
Diner A: Come on, honey.
Dear, please give me another chance!
Diner B slapped Diner A and ran out of the restaurant.
Diner A kicked him out ...) Manager: (The manager looks at the two men who escaped) Money! Money! (Reaching into the distance, staring blankly)
Father: Manager?
Manager?
Manager: (coming to my senses) Huh? What?
Hmm? What?
Father: You know, this is his first job. Let me see how he is (scratching his head and smirking).
You know, this is his first job. I just want to check if he is doing well.
Manager: Oh ... not bad.
Oh, okay.
Father: I knew it. The child is very capable. I know him too well.
Well, yes, he is calm, I know.
(The manager is speechless and looks around)
Son 1: (to himself) Dad goes home, Dad goes home. ...
Oh, dad, please! Go home.
Father: You know, I am proud of my son. I am very proud.
You know, I'm proud.
Manager: (embarrassed, exaggerated expression) I don't know what you mean.
So what?
Father: I mean, I'm sure he is a good employee. But he's just like any other kid, okay? Hmm (expressing hesitation, etc.) ... (than painting a naive, lovely and naughty look)
I am an excellent worker, but he is also a typical entrepreneur.
Manager: (very impatient) How should I know? ...
HowcanIknow？
Son 1: (coming out from the back) Oh, oh, oh ... that's enough!
Oh, dad! Enough!
Father: Oh, there you are.
Oh, there you are.
Son 1: Well, yes. Dad, I work here. (Helpless, shrugs)
Yes, dad, I'm here. I work here. Can't you see?
Father: Of course, well, I mean I didn't see you just now.
Sure, but I don't see you now.
Son 1: I really don't understand. What are you doing all the way here? (angrily, frowning)
I don't understand, I just want to be independent, why do you come here to say these boring words! What are you doing here?
Father: I'm talking to the manager, aren't I? (winking at the manager)
Your yourmanagerandiwere justhavinganicchat, right?
Manager: Right, right. (Echoing quickly, smiling awkwardly, looking at the audience helplessly)
Oh, yes, yes …
(Dim light, daughter turned on, switching background)
Monologue:
Daughter: It doesn't matter if this happens once or twice occasionally, because he loves us and of course loves his mother. But I think sometimes, this is the problem: he is bent on helping us, and he thinks he has helped us. what can I say? ......
If this happens only occasionally, it won't be so bad. He thinks this is the problem: he wants to do something, but he thinks things are good. But ...)
Scenario 2:
Location: family living room
Person: father, mother, son 1, son 2, daughter.
Scene:
Two sons are laying eggs in front of the TV (video 1) (mother's room is covered with a mask, temporarily behind the scenes). When my father came home from work, he saw two sons fighting for the game, asked and asked to join: "I am a good gamer, let me try!" " Father begins to play Mario (video 1) ......
The father died twice, and the son kept vomiting. The father decided to change the game and took his son 1 to join the game, and son 2 continued to gag.
My daughter came out of the room in a skirt and asked how everyone was doing. The son was gagged. ...
Mom heard the sound and came out wearing a mask, which surprised everyone.
The father changed the subject and said that he would give his daughter a surprise (there is a change here)
The three children frowned and were impatient.
The father kept talking to his daughter, and the two sons were whispering and laughing, and the daughter became more and more angry. The mother kept defending her father and reprimanding her sons to make her pay attention to what his father said. (Dialogue between two sons playing games)
(Son 1 hung up soon after the opening)
Son 2: Oh, you forgot, it's Saturday!
Son 1: No, give me a chance.
(Son 2 constantly competes with his son and abuses his son 1)
Son 2: I gave you five chances!
Son: No, no, get out of here!
(Here, the two are constantly fighting with each other, except for the lines above, which is improvisation. Father pushed the door and went in. )
Father: Honey, I'm back!
Honey, I'm back.
(Father walks to his son)
Father: What are you playing?
What are you playing?
(waiting in line over there)
(Son 1 Move the handle to one side and answer the father in a hurry, while the game continues in a mess. )
Son 1: New Super Mario
This is the new version of Super Mario.
Father: (happily) OK! I am an expert in playing games.
Oh, Mario, ~ ~ ~ You know, I'm an expert. Let me try. Son 2: Are you serious?
Are you serious?
Father: (Congratulations)
Son 1: Really? Ok, here you are.
Really? All right, give it a try.
(Father hangs up the phone for the first time)
Father: I just haven't played for a long time. Give me another chance (either one is congratulations).
Son 2: Give you a chance to die (giggle)
Another chance to die.
Son 1: That's right.
You're right.
(during the competition)
Son 1: jump!
Dad, jump! Jump!
Father ignored everything and went straight to fate. )
Father: I remember there was life here.
Irememberthathereisabonuslives。
(Two sons snickering at each other)
Son 2: Hehe, let's see how he adds life.
Oh, yes, of course.
Son 1: Of course, he doesn't even know how many enemies there are.
He doesn't know how many enemies there will be. )
(Father hangs up again)
Father: (angry) What's so funny about this? Recently, a particularly interesting game was discovered. Let's play together (forcibly change the game interface).
This is just a simple game. Let's play a new game. It's very interesting.
(The father pulls his son 1 over and gives him the other hand 1 to confront him. )
(Bomber to tank, father tank, son bomber)
(first encounter)
Father: Look at my tank!
Lookatmytank，howpowerfulitis！
(When the bomber is in the grass)
Son: Look, I'll give you a bomb to eat!
Oh, dad, give you a big bomb.
(The first star appears)
Father:
Aha, Ashtar!
Son 1:
Dad, it's Sanfield! Do you see it?
(After frying fish)
Father:
Ha, are you kidding?
Son 1:
E…Justamistake。
(The second food appears)
Son 1: (firmly)
I don't know how powerful you are!
Son 1: (pretending to beg for mercy, then contemptuously)
Nono, you're late, Dad. Ha, canyoushotmeagain?
(The second star appears)
Father: (excitedly)
Son, you are playing a game.
Son 2:
Dad, I still can't believe you can win. You know, Congo is a good game!
(The alarm clock appears)
Son 1: (proudly)
Haha, we won't know the result until hegameisover.
Son 1: (Laughter)
Wahaha! ! !
(Bomber falls into the water)
Son 1:
Oh, oh, what's wrong? Help me!
(Game over)
Father: (a little sympathetic and proud)
I don't know the result. I don't know what's better. (After the game, my daughter is holding a skirt.)
Daughter: Look! My new skirt.
Son 2: (notices Karen) Yo! Karen, you are dressed beautifully today.
Oh, how was today?
(Father begins to pay attention to his daughter)
Father: Baby, are you going out dressed like this?
Honey, are you going out?
Son 1:5 dollars, I bet it must be to find Jack.
$5，Ibet，shemusthanappointmentwith her honey。
Son 2: Yes.
I think so.
Son 2: (Two sons start to play the plot, disgusting girl)
Honey, you look very harmonious today.
Son 1: (deliberately whispering)
Oh, for you.
(The two sons hold each other with their eyes closed, hold them halfway, open their eyes, and then pretend to vomit. )
Daughter:
Gross, you two! (disgust)
Father: (to himself) Oh, Karen's boyfriend? The child's mother ..
Oh, Karen's boyfriend? Mother ...
(Mom, fancy clothes)
Mother: I'm here. What happened?
Dad was shocked, his daughter's clothes fell to the ground, and his son was still whispering. )
(Son 1 Looking up for breath)
(Son 2 looks up)
Son 1, 2: Oh, myladygaga!
Mother: Where? Where is it? I am river powder!
(Two sons, father and daughter, touching their foreheads and sighing) Mother: Are you hungry? Dinner is ready.
Father: (to his daughter) Karen, I have a surprise for you.
Oh, wait, before the accident, I gave Karen a surprise.
Daughter: (surprised) What? Surprise?
What? Are you ... surprised?
Son 1: (knocking on son 2) is definitely not a good thing.
This is not good.
Son 2: Yes, good news.
Mother: OK, honey, don't worry me.
Well, anyway, honey, don't hesitate.
Father: Well, you know, Gates is my colleague.
Well, you know, Mr. Gates, my colleague
Daughter: (surprised) Bill's father?
Bill's father?
Son 1: Isn't your boyfriend Jack?
Bill? TyourBFJack, isn't it
Daughter: We broke up.
We're done.
Mom: Don't interrupt. Dad has something to say.
Don't interrupt, dear, your father is talking to you.
Son 2: It must be something Karen doesn't want to know.
Something she doesn't want to know.
(Son 1 Nod in agreement)
Mother: Honey, don't interrupt.
Children, please.
Father: Karen, I know you like Bill very much.
Karen，IknowhowmuchyoulikeyoungBill。
Daughter: Dad!
Dad!
(sons snickering)
Father: Isn't it? You tell mom that you want to go to the school dance with Bill.
It's true, isn't it? You tell your mother that you want to go to the school party with Bill.
(Two sons boo: wow ~ wow ` wow)
Daughter: (looking at mom)
Oh, no ...
(Mom shrugs, helpless expression)
Father: So?
So ...
Son 2: (interjecting curiously) So what?
So what?
Daughter: Dad!
father
Father: Did I say something wrong?
What was it again? What's wrong?
Daughter: (to two sons) (silent expression) No.
number
(Two sons laugh)
Son 1: Wait, it's coming.
Wait, it's coming
Mother: Children, please respect your father.
Children, please respect your father.
Two sons: (exaggeratedly nodding and saluting) OK, Mom.
Yes, madam.
Father: Well, I invited Gates and his family to have dinner with us today, at the roast duck restaurant on the corner, mom, you know.
Ok, iaskedatestohavedinner with user Saurantatestreetcorner. mother you know.
Mother: Yes, I know.
Well, yeah, yeah ...
Father: I told him that he accepted it happily.
I told him that he was Gladto.
Mother: He can't refuse to accept it.
He was not fired.
Father: (very proud) That is!
Sure!
Daughter: (gnashing her teeth) What does this have to do with me?
So, what does this have to do with me?
Mother: Karen, what's wrong with you? Like you want to eat people?
Karen, sometimes I can't understand your behavior, which is the best.
Daughter: Sorry, I'm fine.
I'm sorry, mom.
Mother: Then let your father go on.
All right, fool.
Father: I said ... (Interrupted)
I said ...
Son 1: (Interrupting father, being positive) We know what you said, Dad.
We know what you said, dad.
Father: Oh, well, what did you say?
Uh, what's that?
Son 2: He said, "We know what you said, Dad." .
He said what you said, dad.
Father: Yes, yes, of course.
Yes, of course.
Mother: Well, I cooked a lot of delicious food.
Well, I like good food.
Daughter: OK, Mom.
Mom, please! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! .
Son 1:
I think shewantsfathertocontinue.
Son 2: Let's finish this crime early, sadness, life.
Quickly reach the finish line.
Daughter: Dad, please tell me. Tell me now. What did you say, dad? Please tell me what you said to Mr. Gates. (Please, hurry! ! )
Dad, please tell me, now. What did you say?/Sorry? Please.
Father: Haha, that's great. It seems that my little plan has succeeded, and now you are anxious to know ... It makes people feel that everything I have done is worthwhile, haha!
Well, isn't that great? You want to know that it is impossible to do something unworthy.
Son 1: (to son 2) Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Son 2: (For son 1, the tone fluctuates) Of course ~ ~ ~ don't believe it.
Sure ... I don't ...
Father: Well, by the way, I, tell him! How much do you like Bill? I hope he will invite you to dance! (smug expression)
Uh, yes, I told him how much you like Bill, and you wanted him to be your friend!
Daughter: You didn't say that, did you? Tell me you didn't say that!
You didn't! Tell me you didn't!
Father: Yes, of course, I did it for my daughter.
Yes, I am willing to do anything for the children.
Daughter: (trying to control her fierceness) That, that …
And ... and ...?
Mom: Honey, are you okay?
Baby, are you okay?
Daughter: (pursed her mouth and looked at her mother, then quickly turned her head to face her father) What did he say?
What did he say?
Father: Of course, because he is ... frank and considerate, he said he would talk to Bill and he would definitely ask him to call you. Don't worry.
Uh, assim, he will tell Bill, and then he will call you.
Daughter: (shouting angrily) What! ! !
Wow! !
Father:
What's the matter?
Son 1, 2: (looking at each other and saying helplessly to dad) Dad, what are you doing?
Father, you should know!
Father: Huh? Really? Well, I think so. I screwed up again, didn't I? (embarrassed smile)
Ido？ Yes, yes, iguessido, I did it again ... summary:
Son 2:
As you can see, our father always does something for us, which leads to some unexpected results.
Daughter:
After all, Hejustwantstogivehishild Renahappierife.
Son 1:
butthegenerationgapisalwayshebiggestproblemamongus。
Three people together:
Even so, we still love our father because he loves us.