"Hey!

"Hey, Daddy!"

The father-daughter greeting each other was very Western, like brothers meeting.

"Why didn't you run over when you saw Dad just now?"

Nie Zheng is a little desperate, after all, his daughter is very clingy to herself, and she is not used to her arrogance.

"Ah....", Qingqing raised her fingers, let out a long interjection, and said formally: "Because Qingqing is very busy, very busy, in class!"

Very busy!!!!

A few crows floated over Nie Zheng's forehead, as if he saw a vision of the future:

I am a lonely old man, sitting in a wheelchair, waiting for the sunset, and my daughter said that she is very busy and is still working overtime in the company!

The head teacher is a fan of Nie Zheng, and she immediately came over to explain that in next week's parents' day, all the children will perform the show, and now it is a rehearsal, and there will be a charity sale at that time, that is, let the children bring some toys back, ten yuan a piece, and donate the money to the orphanage.

The head teacher also suggested that Nie Zheng didn't have to bring toys back, so he set up a table and held an autograph session, ten yuan for a signature, twenty yuan for a group photo, it must be a prosperous field, naturally, Nie Zheng rejected her kindness, he is not a panda, and this is not a zoo.

The teacher choreographed a drama with dance for the children, and the story used the classic fairy tale, The Ugly Duckling, which is also one of the fairy tales that Andersen can read more for children.

The choreography is also very simple, the whole class can participate, and at the beginning, everyone is an ugly duckling, a group of ugly ducklings are swimming around, and one of them is often laughed at by others.

Later, she ran away by herself, and then it became her one-man show, and the other ugly ducklings could also end, and when winter turned to spring, this ugly ugly duckling turned into a white swan, still singing and dancing happily.

The ugly ducklings who laughed at her appeared again, sang their praises, and the story ended, and it was obvious that the protagonist was the ugly duckling who could turn into a swan, and the remaining dozen or twenty children were all supporting characters.

The teacher chose Qingqing to be a white swan, the reason is very simple, she is a fan of Nie Zheng, Qingqing is a little star, and Qingqing is very beautiful.

"Huh, hey, hey....."

Qingqing is not like a swan, but like a sheepdog in a flock, jumping happily through a flock of ugly ducklings.

Nie Zheng clasped his hands to his chest and watched with interest, he didn't know what his daughter was happy about, in short, he could keep running around and play with other children, the little guy must be the happiest.

"Should I talk to Yang Ying seriously and add another sister or brother to Qingqing?"

"If I have to choose, it's better to have an extra daughter, how cute. ”

"Well, actually, my son is not bad!"

......

Nie Zheng's thoughts are wild, "But can Yang Ying agree?", this idea pulled him back to reality, he was very confident in everything he did, but he had no confidence in this matter.

He will not force others to do things, just as others can't force him, but in this matter, he is willing to talk to Yang Ying in detail.

"Teacher, teacher, Qingqing don't be a white swan, Qingqing likes to be an ugly duckling!"

The daughter's crisp voice sounded, and Nie Zheng was strange, "Is there a girl who would rather be an ugly duckling than a white swan?"

But this is his quirky daughter, and anything is possible.

"Teacher, teacher, I'm a white swan!"

Qingqing seems to be the eldest sister in this class, she became a white swan, and the other children have no opinion, but when she doesn't want to be it, the crowd is immediately surging, and at least half of the children are rushing to be a white swan.

The teacher looked at Nie Zheng embarrassedly, she chose Qingqing because Qingqing had been on a TV show and was considered an "art worker", and other parents would not have an opinion if they knew about it, but Qingqing herself disagreed, so she couldn't continue to insist, after all, every child is a parent's baby.

"If she loves to be an ugly duckling, she will be an ugly duckling!"

With Nie Zheng's words, the teacher breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, since this is the case, the children who want to be white swans will come to guess rock-paper-scissors, and the one who wins in the end will be a white swan!"

This is the most just way between children, everyone immediately agreed, and after a round of disturbance, finally a little boy became a white swan.

Hans Christian Andersen's story does not say that the white swan must be a girl, even if it is a boy.

"yes! Qingqing is also an ugly duckling!" Qingqing happily took a little girl's hand, but the little girl was not very happy.

"Tang Ning! it must be that guy!", Nie Zheng looked at the big duck pattern on his daughter's belly, and smiled in his heart: "Tang Ning has always liked ducks, and her daughter's preferences also follow her, so you have to be an ugly duckling!"

.....

Watching her daughter perform, time flies very fast, and in a blink of an eye, it is school time.

"Daddy, Daddy, Qingqing is going to the supermarket!" her daughter shouted happily in the back seat of the car.

"Okay!", anyway, I also want to buy vegetables, and I can buy them at the supermarket, "Then what are Qingqing going to buy?"

"Ahh Let Qingqing think about it!", the daughter tucked her whole face into the middle of the two seats in the front row, "Dad, what do you say Qingqing wants to buy?"

"You little guy, you didn't think to buy anything and just said to go to the supermarket...."Nie Zheng scolded with a smile.

"Hmph! Qingqing is going!"

The daughter leaned heavily on the back seat, clasped her hands on her chest, and turned her face angrily, but there was a sly smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Okay, okay, okay, go, go, go! girls love crazy streets, Daddy understands!"

A daughter's smile can make Nie Zheng, the father, happy, especially this daughter is eccentric, and she often does things unexpectedly, pretending to be angry like now, Nie Zheng is still seeing it for the first time, and he feels like he is in love with his daughter, and the little guy is giving her boyfriend a little tantrum and letting the boy coax her.

"Yay! Supermarket, supermarket!"

Qingqing was not angry in the first place, and the joy came quickly.

........

"Hey!"

Qingqing raised her little short legs high and climbed into the supermarket cart hard, Nie Zheng didn't help, he knew that his competitive daughter liked to complete this kind of difficult action by herself.

"Qingqing, do you want potato chips?"

Nie Zheng thought that his daughter would often let herself look at her, and then let herself guess what she loved, so he simply asked directly.

"This potato chip can't be eaten, it's barbecue-flavored, and if you want to get acne after eating it, you have to drink bitter herbal tea and get injections!"

"So, is it okay to taste tomato?"

"No, this bag is too big, and if you can't finish it, it won't taste good!"

Nie Zheng scratched his head, "When did my daughter become so polite, by the way, Xiaoli said that she was very assertive when she went shopping with this little guy." ”

"That's the little bag!"

"Dad, do you want it?"

"Dad, don't want it, just eat it!"

"Then Qingqing doesn't want it!" the daughter put the tomato-flavored potato chips back on the shelf from the shopping cart.

"Then Daddy wants it!"

"Okay! Qingqing wants a pack too!"

It turned out that my daughter wanted potato chips very much, but now she thinks that potato chips are not a very healthy food, and she wants her father to make mistakes with her.

Nie Zheng understood his daughter's heart, and in the next purchase activity, as long as he saw what his daughter liked, he said that he wanted it too, and as a result, he bought two copies of everything.

"Okay, Qingqing, go back, I've bought a lot of things!"

"Don't! Dad, Qingqing wants to eat dandan noodles!"

"Okay, Dad will go back and make it for Qingqing!"

"No, Dad knows! Qingqing wants to eat Dandan noodles in that room, and my aunt has taken Qingqing with her!"

"Well, let's go again tomorrow, it's getting late, Qingqing has to go home for dinner, and then take a bath....." Although Nie Zheng dotes on his daughter, he has gradually learned that there are some things that cannot be too pampered.

"No, I'm going to go today, I'm going to go tomorrow, Qingqing wants to slow down, go home, time will be very fast!"