Entertaining Children

  Chapter 57 Inattention

  "Experience life? Do you want to act as a primary school teacher in the lower part?" Xiao Yao asked.

"Yeah." Ye Jiaying nodded, "Unexpectedly, you know a lot, and you know what it means to experience life." She said that subconsciously just now. She originally thought that a child of Xiao Yao's age didn't understand. What is experiencing life?

"Hey, I know a little bit." Xiao Yao said with a drooling face: "Teacher Ye, you are an actor. It must be unaccustomed to come here to be a teacher suddenly. Today I must have been tossed enough by those children, so that Come here secretly crying and venting? If any kid in your class annoys you, tell me, I'll help you beat him out. But only for boys, I don't hit girls."

   "Puff~" Ye Jiaying was instantly amused by Xiao Yao. "What is your kid's mind? Can the teacher allow you to fight with classmates? Also to help the teacher fight with classmates? Is there any teacher doing this?"

   "No fight, no fight." Xiao Yao hurriedly said, "Teacher, you see that you are in a good mood, can you just pretend that you haven't seen the mobile phone and let me go?"

   "So you were teasing me?" After Xiao Yao was so gagging, Ye Jiaying was tortured by a group of children for a day. She was on the verge of collapse, and her heart became more comfortable, and she also had the thought of opposing Xiao Yao.

   "No," Xiao Yao hurriedly said, "Teacher, if you tell me to beat anyone, I will beat anyone. If you tell me, I won't fight. I listen to the teacher."

  "Really listen to me in everything?" Ye Jiaying asked with a smile.

   "I swear." Xiao Yao raised his right hand and stretched out the middle three fingers and nodded repeatedly.

   "Well, get your phone." Ye Jiaying stretched out her hand again.

   "Huh?" Xiao Yao, who had just looked resolute, collapsed in an instant, and said coquettishly: "Teacher, let me go."

   "Phone!" Ye Jiaying said sternly.

   "Oh!" Xiao Yao put his mobile phone in Ye Jiaying's hand in frustration.

   "Let's go, it's too late, go back to sleep quickly." Ye Jiaying stood up, took Xiao Yao's little hand and walked into the dormitory.

  Sent Xiao Yao back to the door of his dormitory room, standing at the door watching Xiao Yao go to bed obediently, Ye Jiaying then gently closed the door and went back to her room.

  Xiao Yao, who was lying back on the bed, was not sleepy, thinking repeatedly about how to get the phone back. For a while, I want to threaten Ye Jiaying to explode her identity and let her life experience go to a waste of time. For a while, I want to wait for the middle of the night to go to her room and steal the phone back. After thinking about it, I didn’t think it was too mean or too shameless. In the end, I decided to bear it. Today is Tuesday, and there are only three days away from the weekend. I still need to wait until I go home on the weekend to get my phone back. You don’t have to search your body anyway, you can bring it back next week.

  The life of primary school students is very novel to Xiao Yao, but the courses of primary school students are very boring to Xiao Yao. So it's normal for Xiao Yao to be distracted from time to time in class. The teacher will definitely not let it go when he finds that the student is distracted in class. The usual way is to call him up and answer questions immediately. Xiao Yao was also a bachelor. The first time he stood up, he admitted that he had been distracted in class and had not heard the question asked by the teacher. When the teacher was about to scold him a few words, he ignored the roar of laughter in the classroom, and politely asked the teacher to repeat the question just now. After the teacher repeated the question, Xiao Yao was able to answer it immediately and accurately. The teacher's anger couldn't be vented, and it was only a cold lesson that you should concentrate when you are in class.

  In two days, four subject teachers reported Xiao Yao’s situation to the teacher Jiang. I saw that all four teachers reported Xiao Yao's problem to him, and Mr. Jiang had also experienced it in his own class. So she finally couldn't help but get through Xiao Siqi's phone.

  Three days later, Ye Jiaying has adapted a little. No longer did the children in the class settle down on the bed just two days ago, and fell to the bed exhausted. Today, Ye Jiaying still has some energy, so she didn't immediately fall into bed when she returned to her room. Thinking of the confiscated Xiao Yao's mobile phone, she took it out on a whim, only to find that a new text message was received on her mobile phone just after seven o'clock in the evening.

Seeing the name of Dad on the sender, after hesitating, Ye Jiaying clicked on the text message, but she saw a strange text message: "Son, today your teacher in charge of your class, Teacher Jiang called me and said you During the two days of class, I didn’t pay much attention, and I often lost my mind, and she was not alone in discovering that you have this problem. Teachers in four or five subjects said the same. She asked me to talk to you when you came home on the weekend. Let’s talk about this. Since you bring your phone, I won’t wait for the weekend to ask you directly: If you really think the first-grade courses are boring, how about your dad’s way of directing you to the fourth grade? You used to go directly to the third grade. The grade is okay. It’s been so long now. How about you go straight to the fourth grade? If you really don’t want to spend time with the older kids, please give me some face to the teachers and dad. Pay attention, don’t make my dad too embarrassed. After seeing the letter, I will answer the phone if I have a chance, but I will not answer a text message. Pay attention to safety and don’t let the teacher find the phone."

  A long text message is divided into upper and lower two due to word limit. Ye Jiaying was speechless for a long time after watching it. The child was told by the teacher that he could not concentrate. Dad’s first reaction turned out to be that he wanted him to go to fourth grade directly, so he had to pay his attention to it, and the phone was also brought in by the parents secretly. He also taught him not to let the teacher discover this strange parent. what?

After gritting his teeth, Ye Jiaying walked out of the room and came to Xiao Yao’s bedroom door and opened the door and shouted, “Xiao Yao, come out.” It’s less than nine o’clock, and it’s not time to turn off the lights, although the children are already there. I went to bed, but I was still asleep, but I didn't worry about waking up other children.

  At this time, the door of the next room opened, and teacher Deng, the life teacher of Class Two, heard the movement and opened the door. Seeing Ye Jiaying standing at the door of the boys' dormitory in her class, she asked a little strangely: "Teacher Ye, what's the matter?"

   "Oh, Teacher Deng, I have something to find Xiao Yao from your class." Ye Jiaying smiled.

  At this time, Xiao Yao, who heard the movement, had already come out, and Ye Jiaying said to Xiao Yao: "You come to my room with me."

   "Wait," Teacher Deng was even more weird, and said suspiciously, "You? Want Xiao Yao from our class to go to your room?"

"Yes, Xiao Yao’s aunt and I are very good friends. Today she discovered that her nephew and I were in the same school, so she called me and asked about his situation. It happened that there was something in his family. Let me also tell me by the way." Ye Jiaying said with a smile.

   "It turns out that it's like this, then you can be regarded as a small parent." Teacher Deng smiled relievedly, "Since you are in a school, you should be concerned about it, then you go."

   "Okay, thank you, Teacher Deng, don't worry, I will personally send him back in a while, watching him go to bed, I will leave, and I will never let him run around." Ye Jiaying said hurriedly.

   "Don't worry," Teacher Deng waved his hand and laughed again and again: "Xiao Yao has been doing very well these days, he is very disciplined, and basically doesn't worry me much." Since he is a parent, of course, I have to choose a good one.

Ye Jiaying said in her heart: "Observing the rules? The confiscated mobile phone is still there, but you didn't find it because he didn't follow the rules." But she didn't intend to report Xiao Yao, she just nodded and took Xiao Yao back to her room. .

Sure enough, it was a girl’s room. Xiao Yao smelled a faint scent as soon as he entered the room, but he didn’t care about it. Instead, he smiled and turned to Ye Jiaying, who had closed the door of the room, said: “Why don’t I know how I am? And an aunt? She is the one who has won the best actress. She is really good at acting. She just opened her mouth when she talked nonsense."

   "Then you mean you want me to tell you the truth, Teacher Deng, that I have confiscated your phone? Okay, then let's go now." With that, Ye Jiaying was about to open the door.

   "Don't, just make a joke," Xiao Yao hurriedly took hold and changed the subject: "I don't know what Mr. Ye asked me to do?"

Ye Jiaying took out Xiao Yao’s mobile phone and handed it over, “The teacher apologizes to you first. Your dad has sent a text message. I am worried that it is a very urgent matter. You apologize and please forgive me."

   "Then can you promise not to watch it in the future?" Xiao Yao took the phone and looked at her.

   "I promise!" Ye Jiaying raised her right hand in the pavilion that night and stretched out the middle three fingers.

   "Okay, then I accept your apology and forgive you." Xiao Yao then opened the phone's SMS box and read the text message. After reading the text message, he quickly replied and handed the phone back.

  Ye Jiaying saw Xiao Yao press his thumbs on the phone’s keyboard quickly, took the phone and smiled: “The phone is pretty slippery.”

   Xiao Yao didn’t answer the question, just said, “Thank you, Teacher Ye, for showing me the text messages. Anything else?”

   "Can you ask how you returned it to your dad? You won't really go directly to the fourth grade, are you? Can you really go directly to the fourth grade?" Ye Jiaying couldn't help gossiping.

"I told my dad that I will pay attention in class in the future and will not go directly to the fourth grade. As for the last question about whether I can do it, I refused to answer. I will go back if there is nothing else. Goodbye, teacher." Said, Xiao Haruka directly opened the door of the room and slipped away.

   "Hey..." Looking at Xiao Yao who slipped away in a blink of an eye, Ye Jiaying's words were stuck in her throat, but she became more and more curious about this child.

  The next day, in the classroom, before the first class in the morning.

  Xiao Yao smiled and said to Cheng Yaojia, who is at the same table: "Yaoyao, don't you like singing and dancing? I will choose your class next week. I will nominate you to be the art committee member of the class, OK?"

   "Really? Of course good. Thank you." Cheng Yaojia said happily.

   "You're welcome, we are at the same table." Xiao Yao said, "But as the same table, can you do me a favor?"

   "What's busy? You say." Cheng Yaojia said quite loyally.

  "The teacher will call me up to answer the questions in class later. Can you repeat the teacher's question quietly to me below?" Xiao Yao said.

   "Just repeat the question? Don't I need to tell you the answer?" Cheng Yaojia asked carefully.

   "You don't need an answer, just tell me what the teacher is asking."

"no problem!"

  (End of this chapter)