The video assignment will be shown in class the next day!

Luoluo didn't remember if she had heard the teacher say this message before, but when she was in kindergarten class the next day, she heard Teacher Feng say this, and she happily looked forward to it.

"Luoluo and Ma Ma make dumplings!" Taking advantage of the teacher's lack of attention, Luoluo couldn't help but turn his head and muttered to Chu Yuxuan next to him.

Chu Yuxuan usually doesn't talk much, but after class, he became active, and when he saw Luoluo whispering to him, he said like he had been beaten with chicken blood: "I didn't make dumplings, but, but I ate a lot, and my mother made a lot of chicken ......."

Actually, he wanted to say that his mother had made a lot of delicious dishes, but the little boy only had the delicious white-cut chicken in his mind at the moment.

Luoluo blinked his eyes wide, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "But Luoluo (dumplings) are delicious, and Luoluo is wrapped!"

"It's not as delicious as mine!" Chu Yuxuan crossed his waist, little boys at this age still like to compete with girls.

However, at this time, Feng Tianxin heard his shouting, she frowned slightly and turned around, and her eyes fell on Chu Yuxuan, who was dancing with her eyebrows.

"Chu Yuxuan, what are you twittering down here, is there anything new that you can share with you?" Feng Tianxin's temper was still very good, she didn't directly blame Chu Yuxuan, but adopted a gentle "punishment" method.

Chu Yuxuan can also speak vigorously at the bottom, if he wants to stand up and say it in front of so many classmates, he will not have the ability to fall like that!

The little boy who was still in high spirits just now wilted all of a sudden, and his little head was lowered, as if he knew that he was wrong.

Feng Tianxin took her eyes back, but she swept over Luoluo's body again, and Luoluo's nervous little face couldn't hide anything, but she just looked at it, and didn't mention Luoluo's name.

It's not a good idea to give the microphone to Yang Xiaoluo......

But after the teacher turned his head, the naughty Chu Yuxuan came back to life with full blood, he raised his head, quickly glanced at the teacher, and then turned his head, laughing silently with Luoluo, still squeezing his eyebrows there.

Luoluo, like a frightened little rabbit, glanced at him and quickly sat down obediently.

She was worried just now, and now she doesn't dare to whisper again, especially now is a critical moment - what if the teacher gets angry and doesn't play the video homework?

……

In fact, she was too worried, Feng Tianxin didn't take their little action to heart, she frowned there, just fiddling with the projection equipment in the classroom.

Seems to have a bit of a bad contact?

Although multimedia teaching is not a new thing now, technical problems have never been Feng Tianxin's strong point as a teacher with a background in music.

Luoluo and the other children were curiously poking their little heads behind them to look around, and their little necks stretched out, eager to be able to surround them to see what was going on.

These are fresh!

It's just a pity, in fact, Mr. Feng didn't switch to the projection equipment, the master came over and pressed two buttons to get it done, and before they could see anything, all the excitement came to an abrupt end......

"Okay, now, let's take a look at which little baby's homework first?" Feng Tianxin turned around, clasped her hands together, looked at the little ones with a smile, and said softly.

Under the "drive" of Luoluo, the teaching atmosphere of the primary two class has already become very warm and positive!

As soon as Teacher Feng's words fell, including the fall, several children were excitedly raising their little hands, eagerly looking forward to the teacher being the first to watch their video homework.

It's just a pity that Mr. Feng's sentence just now is not a question sentence, she already has her own order.

"Let's look at Wang Baitao's first!" Teacher Feng glanced at the children who raised their hands in the classroom, and she gave priority to Wang Baitao, who was in front of her and raised her hands.

How is it not yourself?

Luoluo showed a disappointed little look, but she was not in a hurry, her little buttocks moved left and right, and soon regrouped, with a positive attitude of "the next one is Luoluo", looking at the big screen in front of her.

The video homework taken by Wang Baitao's family is obviously rough, not to mention the shaky video screen, and the camera is often not accurate to people, talking and talking, the camera is biased to the side.

However, because Feng Tianxin received Wang Baitao's mother's WeChat explanation in advance, she knew what the problem was!

Wang Baitao's father is a business executive, and he happened to be on a business trip abroad during this time, and his mother also accompanied him abroad, so only Wang Baitao's grandparents and nannies were at home!

Grandpa and grandma must not be able to play with these, and his mother can only send the homework requirements to the nanny and ask her to help shoot the video.

The nanny's level is limited, and Feng Tianxin can understand, so she still tries her best to explain it in vivid language: "We can see that Wang Baitao is reading poems with his grandfather, and he is reading poems about the winter solstice festival, what kind of poems are they...... Oh, it's Du Fu's "Winter Solstice"!"

The video is not long, and after watching it, Feng Tianxin specially asked Wang Baitao to get up and encourage him to read the poem again.

"But no......," said the boy, bowing his head in shame. He read this poem with his grandfather, and he could read it so clearly that he could not remember it when he looked back?

"It's okay, teacher, let's revisit this video, let's read it with Grandpa Wang!" Feng Tianxin said loudly, she listened carefully to the sentences read by the old man inside, Mandarin is not standard, she still has to work hard to recognize.

"As a guest day by year, you are suddenly poor and sorrowful, and you (mud) are ...... to kill"

Yes, Feng Tianxin didn't hear it clearly, nor did she understand this poem, so she could only imitate and read it according to what she heard.

However, she waved her hand and motioned for the children to read with her, creating a lively atmosphere!

Luoluo was very interested, she blinked her eyes wide, and read to the teacher with great interest: "Sticky, send a few, hide ...... Whew, Sharen ......"

Regardless of whether he reads it correctly or not, he thinks it's fun to read aloud so collectively, and he has a strong interest in this "poem" - his father seems to have read poetry with Luoluo before, and he wants to read poetry with his father when he goes back!

In the poem read aloud by Teacher Feng and his friends, Wang Baitao felt that everyone attached importance to his homework, and the little boy's anxious mood was finally soothed, and he also looked at the teacher happily and laughed.

……

However, it's not the same thing to always watch other people's laughter!

As the video assignments were broadcast, as the friends were named by the teacher, they still couldn't hear their names being mentioned by the teacher, and gradually became less smiling!

The little girl pouted sadly, and there was a trace of indelible sorrow in her pitiful little eyes.

Why hasn't it fallen yet?

At first, she thought that it was because she had done something wrong before, so the teacher didn't call her, but it didn't take long for Chu Yuxuan to be named by the teacher and play a video of him eating at the dinner table......

Xuanxuan eats chicken, this is all homework, and this is all played by the teacher!

Why hasn't it fallen yet?

It's not fair......

The more children are called, the more uneasy Luoluo becomes.

Did the teacher really forget to fall?

The little girl looked at the teacher in front of her pitifully, hesitating to raise her hand to ask.