"Song Ci, you sit here. This row is all wrong back, Liang Chao, you sit by yourself. ”

Miao Qing entered the class for a while, and did not introduce new classmates, but directly arranged seats.

Song Ci was too low, and Miao Qing was worried that she wouldn't be able to see the blackboard clearly, so she placed her in the middle of the first row, just under the podium, facing the blackboard.

The classroom resounded with the sound of squirming and packing up schoolbags, as well as the sound of stools rubbing against the ground, mixed with the movement of small words from time to time, which seemed to be exciting.

Song Ci hurriedly raised his hand to report:

"Teacher, I can sit in the back. ”

Who wants to sit in the first row and eat chalk ash, she doesn't have to really listen to the class, she can't wait to sit in the corner and desert.

When Miao Qing faced her, she was really patient, and deliberately bent down to talk to her:

"You can't see the blackboard when you sit down, there's no one here to stop you. ”

The short-legged Song Ci was hit by an arrow in the chest, and said with a polite smile:

"It's okay teacher, I've learned everything in the first grade, and I'm here to accompany my cousin to school, I'm afraid that he will be lonely if he has no friends at school alone.

Teacher, can I sit at the same table with my cousin Li Shenxing?"

Miao Qing hesitated for a second, then agreed with a smile.

"Yes. The squad leader went to sit at a single table, and the others didn't have to move. ”

Miao Qing thought very simply, the child had never been to kindergarten, and he would definitely not be comfortable with school on the first day, so it would be good to have a familiar table mate to accompany him.

"Thank you, teacher. ”

Song Ci Tiantian thanked the teacher, followed Li Shenxing, who trotted over to lead the people, and was led by the little cousin to sit back.

The boy at the front table turned around and made a grimace, it was none other than Song Ci's other cousin, Ma Huayang.

Hey, that's a coincidence, my uncle's cousin and aunt's cousin are all her classmates.

Song Ci also saw a few acquaintances from the same village, such as Song Fengxian, a classmate with an arrogant and awkward face.

This indescribable fate is wonderful.

"Alright, let's move on. ”

Miao Qing took the board and knocked on the blackboard, and after attracting the attention of his classmates, he took the chalk and wrote a mellow e in the four lines and three grids on the blackboard, taught everyone to read, and taught to write the stroke order.

Song Ci glanced at it, and there were rows of black and blue backs of the head in front of him, so it didn't take much effort.

Li Shenxing pushed a pinyin book, on which a row of letters was neatly written, and motioned her to write accordingly.

Song Ci smiled, picked up his pencil and notebook, and easily wrote down a standard letter to him.

The little cousin was satisfied, so he didn't care about her anymore, and took back the book by himself and continued to practice seriously.

Miao Qing walked down, corrected the students' sitting posture and the way they held the pen one by one, and wrote hand-in-hand, very responsible.

First-year freshmen are the hardest to teach and need to lay a foundation.

Don't look at the simple content of the professor, just pinyin letters and Arabic numerals, but in fact, the focus of learning is more to develop the habit of serious lessons for children.

Be able to sit still, be able to listen to lectures, abide by classroom discipline, and develop good study habits.

Once the rules are in place, the next learning tasks can be carried out step by step.

Now that the school has just started a few days ago, the content of learning is somewhat overlapping with that taught in the Yuhong class, and some children feel bored and do not study very seriously.

Some students couldn't sit still and began to talk in small words, requiring the teacher to repeat the emphasis on classroom discipline over and over again.

Song Ci looked around at the somewhat messy classroom, and his heart was full of emotion.

That's what I did when I was in school.

It's kind of magical.

Ma Huayang turned around, squeezed his eyebrows and asked in a low voice:

"Sister, why did you come to school?

Song Ci shushed at him, pouted at the teacher over there, and motioned him to pay attention to discipline so as not to be caught by the teacher.

Ma Huayang listened to this sister the most, turned back with a smile, and after a while, turned around again and threw her an orange candy.

Song Ci took it casually and put it in his pocket, took the book seriously, and said that he was going to start studying, and the idlers should not be disturbed.

Ma Huayang saw that his sister was so motivated, why was he willing to hold back? He immediately turned back, sat extremely upright and straight, pinched the pencil and wrote the letters seriously, and was so hard that he almost scratched the paper.

Song Ci also has a sense of novelty, thinking that being idle is also idle, so it is better to write today's homework.

So I also buried my head in the question.

Miao Qing came all the way over, watching the new elementary school students mindfully writing and drawing, and couldn't help but laugh.

Forget it, let her go, even if it's to draw Wang Ba in class, at least the child doesn't affect others, and he is very well-behaved and worry-free if he doesn't cry or make trouble.

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