Wilderness Live: Others survive, I have cats on fire

Chapter 144 Looks Good

Eight o'clock in the morning.

Song Qingyou was going to Huahua Kindergarten where she was working, and classes started at 08:30, three kilometers away from the starting point.

For Song Qingyou, arriving in half an hour was easy.

In order to keep up with her running speed, the program crew also had to provide a car for the cameraman following her.

When Song Qingyou rushed to the kindergarten, almost all the children were there.

When the parents outside see the camera, most of them just take a second look, and those who are more extroverted will say hello.

Because the program team had negotiated with the kindergarten and parents a long time ago, the parents knew that there would be a program coming in the next few days, so they were not surprised.

As soon as the group arrived at the door, the cries of the children in the small class could be heard endlessly.

The cameraman walked in and couldn't help complaining:
"It's a magic sound piercing through my ears! It seems that kindergarten teachers are not so easy to be."

Song Qingyou smiled.

In fact, she has no experience raising children.

But it shouldn't matter, right?
The head of the kindergarten welcomed several people into the office.

A businesslike attitude:

"As a new teacher, you have to pass the interview first."

Song Qingyou stood straight, "Okay."

The program team must have greeted all the people in the workplace and asked them to treat all the guests strictly and not treat the guests as stars.

Therefore, Song Qingyou's attitude was very serious from the beginning.

"Let's start then... Has Ms. Song had any experience as a teacher before?"

"No."

In the original world, it really didn't exist.

"Have you ever raised a child before?"

"I will go to the orphanage regularly, so I have taken it with me."

The director continued to ask while recording:

"Does Miss Song like children? Are you patient with children?"

"It's okay, there is."

……

The director asked basically some routine questions.

Finally, I asked about talent.

"Kindergarten teachers need to know basic singing, dancing, painting, piano and storytelling... Is Miss Song all right?"

"No problem, I'll take a little bit."

Song Qingyou had reason to suspect that if she answered any questions, the job might be directly game over.

The principal stood up and took out a work card to Song Qingyou.

"Ms. Song, you have been admitted."

"I'll take you to the orchid class."

"The Orchid Class is the middle class of our kindergarten, and it's basically five-year-old children..."

The head of the kindergarten introduced the situation of the kindergarten to Song Qingyou while walking.

Song Qingyou was slightly relieved when she heard that she was leading the middle shift.

When I came in just now, the children in the small class were the ones who cried the most. The youngest one must be the worst to take care of.

The principal pushed open the classroom door of the orchid class.

There is a lot of noise inside, there are people talking, singing and grabbing toys.

"Ahem—kids, class is already in session!"

"What should we do after class?"

As soon as the headmaster spoke, these little ones sat down in order and moved quite quickly.

The cameraman followed Song Qingyou in, "They seem to be quite obedient."

"The children are also very good today! It is worthy of praise!"

The principal clapped his hands and smiled kindly.

"A new teacher came to our class today. You can call her Teacher Song. Come on, everyone, come and say hello to Teacher Song!"

Thirty children spoke in unison:
"Hello, Teacher Song!"

It looks pretty cute.

Song Qingyou smiled and nodded, "Hello."

Some children were dazzled by this smile and couldn't help shouting: "Ms. Song is so beautiful, I like Mr. Song!"

At first glance, it is a color control...

"Mr. Principal!" A little girl in the middle raised her hand, "Is this uncle also a teacher?"

"This is the cameraman uncle. Uncle is at work. You can't bother me. If you have any questions, just ask Mr. Song, okay?"

"Okay!" They all said in unison again.

Seeing this, the director told Song Qingyou:
"What the children have to do every day is written in the curriculum on the wall. If you don't understand something, you can ask other teachers."

"Your task is to lead them all day, and you must complete all the things on the schedule..."

"Because you are special, the amount of salary will be calculated according to the satisfaction of the children... I will ask the children to vote after school. The standard on the first day is that 50% of the children are satisfied, and it will increase in the next two days."

Children are uncontrollable.

Such a judging standard is enough to prove that the program group has no script.

However, for Song Qingyou, it was a big challenge.

After the principal finished speaking, he left the classroom and handed over all thirty children to Song Qingyou.

It's not that Song Qingyou has never been a teacher, but looking at the five-year-old Xiaodou Ding, she didn't know what to say for a while.

It was the little girl who spoke first:

"Mr. Song, what's your name?"

"Yingying, you are stupid! Teacher Song's name is Teacher Song!"

"You're stupid! Mom said the word before the teacher is the surname!"

"Yingying is right! The teacher is not the name!"

……

Seeing that more than half of the children wanted to interrupt, Song Qingyou hurriedly said:

"Song is indeed a surname. The teacher's name is Song Qingyou, the green of the blue, the pomelo of the grapefruit."

"That's Teacher Yuzu!" A little boy suddenly called out.

Others followed suit and shouted, "Teacher Grapefruit! Teacher Grapefruit!"

"I like to eat grapefruit!"

"Grapefruit is so sour. I like oranges."

"Nonsense, grapefruit is sweet!"

"Obviously apples are the tastiest."

"Grapes are the best thing to eat..."

"Teacher grapefruit can't be eaten!"

Song Qingyou: ...

Thank you so much, I also know that the teacher can't eat it.

The children's discussion became more and more intense, and no one was convinced.

So that the classroom becomes the same as the vegetable market.

Song Qingyou could tell that the group of children were so well-behaved just now, it was all because the principal was more dignified!

She raised her hand and tapped on the blackboard, "Kids, can you be quiet?"

However, no one paid attention to her at all, including the little friend who said he liked her.

"Everyone be good, don't talk casually!"

"Disobedient children, there will be no snacks today!"

……

No matter what Song Qingyou said, no matter how loud her voice was, it was of no use at all.

A few well-behaved children were not going to speak after being reminded, but when they were called by others, their attention was diverted, and they forgot the existence of teacher Song Qingyou in an instant...

----

At the same time, the director who was watching the monitoring looked worried:
"Actually, the children in the small class are easier to take care of. Although they are troublesome and cry a lot, they are obedient and not so naughty..."

"The director said that only in this way can the program be effective."

The staff member smiled, "Don't worry, Sister You won't be so angry that she hits the child, she should have a way."

The one who was originally assigned to be a kindergarten teacher was going to a class that was easier to lead.

But who made the "draw" this profession, Song Qingyou!
Wei Zhengrong, who was forced to bark and lose face, would not let go of this opportunity to prank someone!
(End of this chapter)