Vaguely aware that her father might be leaving, Luoluo began to be a little nervous! However, at this time, her previous desire to come to the kindergarten to play still prevailed, so this nervousness was not yet evident in her little face.

However, after entering the classroom, the scene completely escalated, and even if she didn't want to cry, the atmosphere around her made her little head uneasy for a moment!

It should be said that the entrance of the kindergarten is just a small scene, and the classroom is the terrible "Shura Field" - Luoluo looks around, and it is all a little crying bag!

Despite the hard work of their mom and dad on the side, the situation didn't seem to have lessened much.

After all, everyone is crying, crying so much that everyone's ears are filled with the cries of others, and this emotion will naturally be incited by each other and become more and more intense!

It is worth mentioning that Luoluo is taller than every child of the same age, and when she looks at these future friends now, she feels like she is looking at a little mangosteen brother who can only squirm......

Pitiful and terrible!

Luoluo stood helplessly, the longing light in her big eyes had long since disappeared, she looked timidly at the crying children, couldn't help but take a step back, next to her father's lap, as if relying on her father to find a little comfort.

What to do?

If you go through the process, do you have to cry if you fall down?

Fortunately, just when Luo Luo was helplessly brewing, the head teacher Feng Tianxin, who was holding a roster to greet parents at the door just now, strode in.

There was no lectern in the kindergarten classroom, so Feng Tianxin just picked up her "teaching aid" - a plastic slap common in concerts - and shook it "pop", successfully attracting the attention of some children.

Of course, it only includes some of the children who didn't cry, and some of the children who cried heartbreakingly, at this time, they couldn't hear any sound at all, and they were only immersed in their own sadness......

However, the teacher was obviously used to seeing such a scene, and she smiled calmly, and her gentle and kind smile made the children who looked at her feel a calm power.

"Little hands clap, little hands clap, fingers out, fingers out......" Feng Tianxin gently shook the plastic slap, and when she opened her mouth, she was a nightingale's melodious and loud singing.

The key is a bit high, but she sings with weight, the main thing is that the voice is good, and the treble has a strong penetrating power, and it can easily spread throughout the classroom!

Luoluo could hear Teacher Feng's singing voice in a crying noise, and she opened her small mouth slightly in surprise, listening very devotedly!

This children's song is actually widely sung, and of course Luoluo has heard it, but at this time, she feels that this round-faced and slightly chubby teacher sings the best, and that beautiful voice makes her a little intoxicated!

Feng Tianxin didn't stand in place and sing alone, she walked to the middle of the classroom with a smile, and gently patted her left hand with a plastic slap along the way, just like a beat, her head shook and squeezed her eyes with the children who stopped crying and looked at her stupidly.

Luoluo didn't stand on the road where the teacher passed, but the teacher's eyes still swept over her, paused for a moment, pointed to her ears along with the lyrics, and sang unhurriedly: "Where are the ears? Come out with your fingers, come out with your fingers......"

"Hehe-hee!" Luoluo didn't look at it blankly like other children, at a loss, she felt that she was called, especially with a beautiful singing voice, the sullen mood in her heart disappeared, and she responded to the teacher with a smile.

Regardless of falling inside, because of her good singing and sweet voice, Feng Tianxin has won the attention of more children along the way, except for a few children who are still crying very forgetfully, everyone else is in a state of "pause" or "sobbing", looking at this teacher who "takes the lead" with tears in their eyes.

"Babies, welcome to Mengtutu Kindergarten and become a part of our Primary 2 class, which is what the teacher likes to call the 'Primary 2 class'! I am your homeroom teacher and music teacher, my name is Feng Tianxin, you can just call me Teacher Feng!" Feng Tianxin's hand gently pressed on the shoulder of a little boy who had stopped crying, and continued to introduce herself in her pleasant voice.

The little boy had not yet learned to be flattered, but there was still surprise, he looked at the teacher with a dull look in his eyes, his mouth wide open, and his back tightened...... Fortunately, the teacher quickly let him go.

The influence of this self-introduction is not so great, the children who were still crying just now are still crying very sadly, even their parents coaxed him to "look, the teacher is singing (talking)", they can't hear it, continue to grab their father's or mother's clothes, look up and cry hoarsely......

"It's okay, it's okay, we're not in a hurry to start class today!" because since Mom and Dad are here, Teacher Feng wants to invite Mom and Dad to play a game with our babies, do you think it's okay? Play with Mom and Dad!" Feng Tianxin said with a smile.

It seems that she does not plan to let the children face the departure of their parents directly, but wants to play games to give them a buffer time and space.

However, this question is asked to the babies, but no one is silent, although Luoluo understands the honest question, and is a little eager to try, wanting to play games, but this environment is a little unfamiliar, and her voice is held in her voice.

However, many parents responded "instead": "Say yes! The teacher is asking you......

"Our game is called traffic light, babies, do you know how we look at the traffic light when crossing the street?" Feng Tianxin didn't care if there were any children answering now, she knew that it would take a process of slowly getting familiar with and adapting, so she still smiled and continued.

There were still no children talking.

No, in fact, there is still a child who opened his mouth!

Luoluo opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to talk to the teacher, but looked up at her father, grabbed her father's fingers with her little hand and shook them, and muttered to her father in a very thin and soft voice: "Hmm, Luoluo said, well, that's it, it's ......"

It's a pity that before Luoluo could organize her own language, the teacher said her answer: "The red light stops, the green light goes, the yellow light turns on and waits, isn't that the case?"

Luoluo turned his head and glanced at the teacher, and let out a relieved "uh-huh" in his nose.

That's right, it's a red light stop, a green light line!

Yang Yan was amused by his daughter's muttering to herself, he squatted down and whispered to Luoluo: "You can tell the teacher, you know how to answer the teacher's questions, be bold!"

Luoluo looked at her father, her big eyes blinked, but soon, she gently twisted her little buttocks in her father's arms, as if she was a little disobedient, and as if she was laughing and making a nasal "hee-huh" sound.

It's really hard to figure out whether she agrees with her father's statement, or is she coquettish with her father, saying that she is still a little embarrassed.

Yang Yan didn't persuade Luoluo again, he just smiled, and left Luoluo a space to listen to the teacher's speech quietly - it's time to go to kindergarten, Luoluo can't learn to whisper in private, it's important to listen carefully!