As he spoke, the head teacher Yang Ying had already walked over in great strides, as if he saw Zhenzhen, and the expression on his face changed slightly.

Then I saw Yang Fan on the side, his expression was even more solemn, as if he had misunderstood something.

"You are Wu Zhenzhen's parent, why did you come, I usually want to see you, why is it so difficult?"

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly, but thought in his heart, this girl is indeed strange and pitiful. It is estimated that Wu Tingting, that is, the distressed little girl was taken care of by a nanny, so she took her to her own home!

Thinking of this, Yang Fan took a step forward and said very politely: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm Zhenzhen's cousin, his parents have been abroad all the time, and they can't spare time to see their children, if you have anything, just tell me directly." ”

Yang Ying glanced at it, "What's the matter with the child's parents, busy with work, busy with work, is it important that the work is important, and the child is not important? Do you know how to care about children, I have been teaching preschool for almost half a year, and the parents of other children can take at least two or three times, you are good, and you will not show up at all. ”

Yang Fan's face was a little blushing, but as if he remembered something, he said, "Is the child's usual pick-up and drop-off also by herself?"

Yang Yingxin said that this person's temper was quite polite, but when he thought of Xiao Zhenzhen's situation, his tone was still very unceremonious: "What do you think, every afternoon after school, the children are on the school bus alone, and the parents of other children take them home, and when they wait for the school bus, the children can only be alone in the waiting room." ”

Speaking of which, her emotions were a little unbearable.

Yang Fan also felt a little sad for what happened to Xiao Zhenzhen. I also understand better why Wu Tingting puts her children at home. I don't know what those parents think, how can they bear to put a child under the age of 10 at home alone.

Yang Fan could see that the homeroom teacher was really thinking about the child. Therefore, Yang Fan hurriedly reassured solemnly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yang, I usually cause trouble to you and other teachers, the child's family situation is quite special, and I don't know too much." However, the child has been placed at his cousin's house a few days ago, this is her cousin's mobile phone number, I will send it to you, you can contact his cousin directly at that time, thank you so much!"

Yang Fan used an honorific title for the first time, and he felt that Xiao Zhenzhen was too pitiful. Even when I was a child, I thought that my parents didn't love me, but I didn't have the love and love of my parents, so it was more important.

After listening to what Yang Fan said, Yang Ying blushed a little, he really didn't know the situation at this child's family, at this time, when he heard Yang Fan's description in a few words, he roughly knew what was going on, and then hurriedly explained: "It's nothing, as a teacher, these are what you should do." That...... Actually, I also have the responsibility to not understand the child's family situation well, if it weren't for this, the child would not be snubbed by his classmates at school!"

When she brought this up, Yang Fan remembered the eyes of those children at him, and then hurriedly said, "What's wrong with the child, is there any other child ......?"

Before she finished speaking, Yang Ying hurriedly waved her hand, "How can this be, we are a key kindergarten, and the protection against campus violence is very measured, besides, Zhenzhen, this little girl, has such a poisonous mouth, how can there be other children bullying her, if she doesn't bully other children, I have to worship the Bodhisattva!"

Yang Fan was a little embarrassed, she had seen this little girl's mouth, and she could say that a person who played broadcasting like herself was speechless, let alone others.

Embarrassing is embarrassing, but Yang Fan still blushed and said again: "This girl is really, I will definitely teach her a good lesson when I go back, how can I be so rude to the teacher." ”

"Don't hit the child, the child is so pitiful, just go back and explain this truth to him. Zhenzhen is a good and smart boy, and I'm sure he'll understand. Also, if you have time, you should care more about your child, because the child is not accompanied by her parents, which actually has a great impact on her body and mind. ”

Yang Fan nodded heavily, and agreed to it. But he said again: "That Zhenzhen's affairs at school will trouble Teacher Yang." We are all surnamed Yang, maybe 500 years ago it was still a family, this is also a relative, not an outsider, I will ask you about the child's affairs at school. ”

Yang Ying didn't expect that the young man in front of her could talk like this, and there was a difference in her heart, "The child is at school, don't worry, I will take good care of her." ”

After speaking, he looked at the dial on the podium again, and said again: "Class will be held in a few minutes, you can take the children to find a place to sit first! Also, you let Zhenzhen be obedient today, and the leaders of the education department will come to inspect!"

Yang Fan agreed, his eyes swept over Xiao Zhenzhen lying on the desk, and he felt a little worried about this little girl.

Seeing the bench equipped over there, Yang Fan sat on it.

Jingle bells!

The melodious ringing of the bell made Yang Fan a little nostalgic. With the ringing of the bell, Yang Ying, the female teacher who had just talked to her, walked onto the table with the textbook.

"Good morning, kids!"

"Old-teacher-good!"

There was a long procrastination, and the children all stood up energetically and shouted loudly.

Today, my parents are here, and I can't be embarrassed in front of them.

The children's minds are simple and pure.

"Children, please sit down!" Yang Ying said with a smile on her face.

I don't know what's going on, unlike other children, Zhenzhen always looks like she ignores it, and she seems to be lacking in interest in the teacher on the podium.

Yang Fan looked at the child like this, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, so he patted the child lightly on the shoulder with his big hand, signaling her to listen to the class.

The little girl rolled his eyes again, but at last she lifted her head.

Yang Ying looked at the children below, to be precise, she glanced at Zhenzhen, and there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

But then he put on a kind smile and said softly: "I believe that the children have already told their parents and friends when they go back, yes, thank you very much for improving your company's time to open this literature open class, and now everyone knows the importance of literature to the children now." Therefore, in order to match today's literary theme, I would like to ask all the children to write a 300-word essay in one class, as for other parents and friends, you can guide the children on the side, and at the same time, through this activity, parents can understand the children's ideas and cooperate with their children's future learning. ”

The parents below couldn't help but nod. Today's children are all small and big, and parents can't guess what the children are thinking.

After Yang Ying finished speaking, she picked up the chalk and wrote two lines of text on the blackboard.

Topic: Feel free to praise a plant.

Writing requirements: a clear theme, no less than 300 words.

Yang Ying is indeed a good Chinese teacher, and in a few words, she has described all the writing matters very clearly.

"Okay, the children have already started to write, parents and friends on the side, while supervising the children's writing, they can also help the children think!"

With the teacher's order, many children have begun to write, and the head teacher Yang Ying has also begun to come down to take the children's performance into their eyes.

"Mom, I'm going to write about chrysanthemums, and the chrysanthemums in our house are very beautiful, okay?"

"Of course, chrysanthemums symbolize purity and nobility, let's write chrysanthemums. ”

"But how to write this chrysanthemum, why don't you teach me?"

"Okay, you're watching, mom writes!"

"Lao Wang, let's write about peonies!"

"What is Lao Wang in front of people, you want to call Dad, do you know? But this peony can be written, what are our Chinese folks, and the peony is also designated as the national flower. ”

"But I don't know where to start, why don't you teach me?"

"Uh, you asked Dad to search on the Internet, that, by the way, Dad just saw it, the flower language of the peony flower is full of wealth, auspiciousness, and grace and luxury, just suitable for our family, let's write this. ”

"But our teacher said that we won't show off, so we won't write about that big villa, okay?"

The classroom was suddenly chaotic, and Yang Fan listened to other people's children and parents start to discuss, and he was so anxious that he was almost like an ant on a fire.

But when I looked at the little ancestor next to him, he still looked unhurried, holding a pencil in his little hand, lying there, shaky, as if he was going to close his eyes in the next second.

Yang Fan patted lightly on the table in front of him, and the little girl sat up with a small mouth, but she looked at Yang Fan with burning eyes.

Yang Fan was a little frightened by him, and couldn't help whispering: "What do you see I'm doing, won't I be asked to help you write?" I'll tell you, this is absolutely impossible, I just sent you to school, and now I have to accompany you to class, Brother Yang's time is wasted, do you know." ”

Yang Fan looked bitter, but after finishing speaking, he looked at the little girl again, this time not only did she pout, but her cynical eyes appeared again.

"Grandma, what do you want, let me tell you, you can just find a plant, such as roses, moon seasons, daffodils, lilies, lotuses, praise them for their beauty, and talk about their spirits. ”

When this girl hurts herself, her mouth is like a spring, and she says a set of words. If she wants to say that she won't write such an article, Yang Fan won't believe it.

The little girl stopped looking at him, her expression was a little lonely, so she sat there in a daze and didn't speak.

Yang Fan watched it for a long time, but the little girl still didn't move a word, and she didn't even know what she was going to write.

At this moment, Yang Fan really believed that the little girl really couldn't write. Let's take a look at other children, some of them have already finished writing with the help of their parents and are communicating with other children.

Looking at the happy appearance of those little guys, the softness in Yang Fan's heart was hit.

But I really don't have any articles about plants now......! Maybe that's all it could be.

And at this moment, the back door of the classroom was gently pushed open. Yang Fan looked at a middle-aged man with a bald head, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and a decent suit surrounded by several teachers, walking over slowly.

But there is also a middle-aged man with a Chinese face behind him, when Yang Fan came in, he saw him on the bulletin board of the school, it seems that he is the vice principal of this kindergarten, surnamed Ye.

Yang Ying saw Principal Ye and the leaders of the education system coming, but she didn't greet them immediately, but comforted the children and asked them to continue writing, and then walked to the leader's side.

"Qiao Bureau, Principal Ye!"

The bald-headed Director Liu gave a sigh of gratitude, and Principal Ye, who was behind him, lowered his voice and said, "Director Qiao personally came to inspect the work, Teacher Yang, do you think we have to prepare here?"

Yang Ying nodded, and then hurriedly welcomed them to the prepared seats and asked the leaders to sit down in the back.