The first pet of the famous family: the return of a thousand gold

Chapter 17 The New Deskmate

The principal of the kindergarten came early in the morning and personally accompanied the wife of the director of education's nephew to the class, praising the children Long Zhang Fengzi for being so smart and extraordinary.

"The teacher in our first class is the most experienced. Don't worry about the class she leads. Your child will definitely have a safe, healthy, happy and fulfilling childhood in our kindergarten!"

"You worry so much." The young mother held the noble little boy, nodded and smiled generously.

"You're welcome, this way please." The head of the garden smiled and heard the loud singing, and hurriedly signaled the distinguished guests to pay attention.

"Listen, on the first day of entering the kindergarten, they are orderly, singing actively and cheerfully, what a lively and uplifting learning atmosphere!"

Hai Qingping raised her big phoenix eyes, then lowered them silently, standing quietly beside her mother, like a delicate doll.

The young mother carefully noticed her son's emotional fluctuations, and she had a faint expectation in her heart, so she proposed to the principal gently and directly.

"Just go to that class."

The principal was startled, and then smiled even more enthusiastically. "no problem!"

When the first class arrived, the children's sharp and noisy cries could also be heard outside the classroom door.

The headmaster took two quick steps with the guests.

The same is true for the second class and the third class, but the singing is more obvious.

It turned out to be the fourth class led by the youngest teacher Wang?

The headmaster was a little surprised, but he still led the guest past calmly, and he was about to open the door to enter, but was stopped by the distinguished guest, so he had no choice but to stay at the door and listen to the movement inside.

"Turther, tell me, do I sing better than her?"

"Nonsense! You just snapped the first sentence of the second paragraph! You lost!"

The singing stopped, the two little girls were arguing with each other, and the teacher's weak and harmonious momentum was completely covered up, and the headmaster kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, and his bald forehead was extremely shiny.

He was about to explain, but was stopped by the young lady with a look.

The head of the garden was secretly startled.

What's the background of this guy?The wife of the director of education's nephew, has such a strong momentum?

"Stop arguing. You can't tell the difference and continue to compete. You can't only sing and dance, can you?"

The crisp and languidly smiling child's voice rang out, immediately stopping the dispute in the classroom.

"Okay, let's recite poems this time! I'll come first! Liliyuan is on the grass, one year old and one withered, the wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates!" A little girl responded immediately, reciting clearly.

"Yuanfang invades the ancient road, Qingcui picks up the deserted city. I send the king and grandson there again, full of love. I'll pick it up, it's your turn!" Another little girl recited the second half of the poem, and then came up with a question.

"The tide of the Spring River connects to the sea level, and the moon rises on the sea together. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight on the Spring River!"

"The river flows round and round Fangdian, the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail; the frost in the sky doesn't feel like flying, and the white sand on the Ting can't be seen." The first little girl answered smoothly and eloquently.

The director's eyes were wide open, and he subconsciously looked in through the small glass window on the classroom door, and saw two small figures, one red and one yellow standing facing each other, coming and going unconvinced.

Whose family do these two girls belong to?With such a good background, why didn't you take a class?
"stop."

The crisp and lazy voice reappeared, calling to stop the two poetic little girls.

"Aren't you thirsty? Take a break and change to writing and drawing or something." So as not to disturb people's dreams.

"Okay!" The two little girls said in unison, holding their small schoolbags and squeezing to Jiang Sesur's side, trying to scramble to sit at the same table with her.

"I want to sit here! Go away, you little three!"

"You are the mistress! Obviously I confessed first!"

"But he didn't agree!"

"He didn't promise you either! Duel! Whoever wins will be his girlfriend!"

"I'm afraid of you! Come!"

After the choking, the two little girls stared at each other, neither of them took the precious empty seat, sat down one after the other, took out a pen and paper, and scribbled at the desk!
The director's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he turned around to explain to the distinguished guest.

"Children are ignorant, they are just playing house."

The young mother smiled, staring at the beautiful child sleeping on the table in the middle, smiled lightly and shook her head.

"so cute."

Vigorous, much better than her mature and autistic son.

Hai Qingping suddenly broke free from his mother's hand, pushed open the classroom door, and stepped in.

The young mother was holding the handkerchief excitedly, her eyes were red, as if she was about to burst into tears!

The director opened his mouth and closed it again, choosing to wait and see calmly.

I always feel that this pair of mother and son is a bit weird, but I can't tell why.

Hai Qing went straight to the empty seat next to Jiang Sesu, sat down, took off her schoolbag and put it in the table hole.

"you……"

The two beheaded little girls came together to quarrel, but when they met his exquisite and incomparable face, their voices disappeared in an instant!
pretty!
Hai Qingping ignored the others, quietly looked at his deskmate who was sleeping peacefully, folded his arms in a learned manner, tilted his head on the pillow, and closed his beautiful phoenix eyes.

The classroom was quiet for half a minute!
"He's in our class too? So pretty!"

"I am convinced that he sits here, but you can't do it anyway!"

"Shh, don't be noisy."

The two little beauties, Xia Ning and Wang Keqi, reconciled instantly, watching the angelic sleeping faces of the two little princes obsessively, consciously maintaining order in the classroom, in order to provide the highest quality sleeping environment.

The rest of the children were infected and sat obediently in their seats without continuing to cry.

The young teacher Wang was at a loss for a moment, coughed lightly, met the angry eyes of the two little beauties, and immediately closed his mouth knowingly.

She sent away the relieved parents, closed the door of the classroom, picked up a chalk and lightly wrote a beautiful number 1 on the blackboard, and gestured with her fingers to make a mouth shape, signaling to the children to learn to write.

Teacher Wang came down and corrected the pen-holding posture one by one, and wrote with the standard in hand.

As for the two who were sleeping openly, they still looked like idiots, facing the other two who were sleeping and drawing. Teacher Wang wanted to do his duty as a teacher, but was stared back by the fierce little girl.

The headmaster watched Mr. Wang cowardly bypassing the four who formed their own country, and broke out in cold sweat even more!
"Well, the young teacher is inexperienced, but she is still very responsible. On the first day of entering the kindergarten, she focused on appeasing the children's emotions. She also took care of the overall situation, haha, haha."

The young mother rubbed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and looked at her son who sat quietly in the classroom with a look of relief, without any complaints or dissatisfaction.

"Our family, Qingping, please come to Guiyuan. He has a very high IQ, and he has already finished his elementary school courses by himself. He is just a high-ranking widow, and he doesn't like to contact people. I sent him here, hoping that he can make some friends of the same age. That's good. .”

The headmaster looked confused.

Self-study all elementary school courses?That's a child prodigy!Why not skip a grade?Isn't this a waste of time?

"Hehe, that, birds of a feather flock together, those two little girls are also very smart, they can recite poems, draw pictures, sing and dance, and they will definitely lead Hai Qingping to make progress together."

The young mother glanced at him with a half-smile, turned around and walked away slowly.

The headmaster wiped his sweat violently, looked back at the restless four, and followed quickly.

Can you not feel guilty if you say something that you don't even believe against your conscience?

(End of this chapter)