As soon as three o'clock arrived, Juliet counted the number of people, and when she saw that they were almost there, she came to the podium. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Welcome to all parents, I'm the homeroom teacher of Elementary 3 and 1st class, Juliet. Thank you parents for taking time out of their busy schedules to attend our first parent-teacher meeting of the term. ”

As Juliet's words fell, the audience burst into applause.

Juliet raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said, "The main purpose of this parent-teacher meeting is to report to parents the learning results of the students in this half semester. Next, I would like to report to parents the results of the students' midterm exams. ”

With that, Juliet clicked on the big screen and released the students' grades.

Wen Qing raised his eyes, it was estimated that in order to take care of the students with worse grades, there was no ranking on the report card, and they were all arranged in order according to the student number.

In Wen Ximing's score column, every item is excellent, and there is no specific score. Wen Qing was speechless for a moment, this achievement display link is probably just a casual process, and there is no actual content at all.

After the results were shown, Juliet put another cover on the big screen.

The cover reads: Parents in My Eyes

This topic, tsk, Wen Qing raised his eyebrows, looked at Wen Ximing beside him, and sure enough, when he saw the look on his face, he only felt bad in his heart.

Juliet saw that the parents and students in the audience were looking at her expectantly, and said with a smile: "We will show the parents the students' essays next, and the first one, Ji Ximing, who is sitting in the first row, can't wait, will show you his compositions, and everyone applauds and welcomes!" ”

"Bang Bang!" The applause broke out, and everyone looked expectantly at Wen Ximing, who had already stood up automatically.

Wen Ximing smiled smugly at Wen Qing, walked up to the podium, selected the document in the column of his name, and clicked on it.

As soon as the title came out, Wen Qing's brows jumped.

I saw six big words written on the big screen: My Superman Mom!

Wen Ximing stuck out his tongue at Wen Qing proudly, and then began to explain to the parents and students.

"Hello everyone, I'm going to show you the essay I wrote, the title is, My Superman Mom!"

My mom is different from everyone's mom, she is a superman who can do anything in my eyes.

Not only would she help me cook, but she would also teach me physical skills. Not only would she help me get dressed, but she would also teach me how to fly a mech. Not only would she tell me bedtime stories, but she would also teach me how to steer a ship.

My mom can do anything! She can beat star thieves with her fists and kick wicked people with her legs and feet!

(Some words of praise are omitted here.)

"My mom is a superman who can do anything! Thank you! ”

After Wen Ximing's passionate speech, he turned a somersault and landed steadily on the podium.

The little face looked at all the classmates and parents proudly, full of pride.

The parents of the students cheered and applauded.

"Wow, Ji Ximing, your mother is so good!" Hott secretly looked at Wen Qing, his eyes full of adoration.

Wen Ximing returned to his seat and sat down, raising his chin proudly: "Of course!" Unceremoniously accepted the praise of his classmates.

This little appearance was not angry, and he stretched out his hand and flicked someone who was too proud: "You give me some restraint!" ”

"Ouch! Mommy, why are you playing me? Wen Ximing looked at Wen Qing sadly.

"Do you know how to be humble? You're so out of shape today. Wen Qing reminded his son that the child would not be overly complacent.

For fear that Wen Qing would be angry, Wen Ximing was honest, nodded and sat obediently in his seat listening to the teacher.

Juliet couldn't laugh or cry after listening to Wen Ximing's composition speech. After a few words of praise, he announced: "Next, we have invited the next classmate, Mia, to give a speech on her composition, and everyone applauds and welcomes!" ”

With Wen Ximing's funny beginning, the students are very much looking forward to the next student's speech. The pair of eyes that looked at it made Mia embarrassed.

"Hello everyone, I'm Millie, and I'm going to give you my essay on the topic, My Knight Dad."

"My dad was a federal soldier and he had a strong physique......"

Each student read his or her own composition, and the content was imaginative and imaginative.

Wen Qing listened to it with relish in the audience. I have to sigh: the world of children is really very interesting.

Seeing that Wen Ximing was quite appreciative, he poked Wen Qing's arm from time to time, trying to show his presence.

More than 30 students in the class finished their speeches in turn, and the time was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Wen Qing thought that this should be the end, but he didn't expect that there would be an arrangement.

"Next is the last part of our parent-teacher meeting, parent-child talent competition, according to the ranking of student numbers, parents and students, show your own talents to everyone!" Juliet announced loudly.

As Juliet's words fell, the first classmate, who had been prepared for a long time, took his parents to the stage to perform and began to perform.

Wen Qing's temples jumped suddenly, and he looked at Wen Ximing: "Does every student have to perform on stage?" "I feel like I've been cheated by Mrs. Ji.

Wen Ximing nodded with a smile: "Yes, Mommy, what show are we performing together?" "He's looking forward to it.

"What did you do at parent-teacher conferences before?" Wen Qing looked at Wen Ximing expressionlessly.

Wen Ximing didn't feel anything wrong at all, and still smiled: "In the past, I either sang with my aunt, or performed a quick assembly mecha model with my classmates with my second uncle, but I didn't bring a mecha model today, what should I do?" Mommy, are you ready? ”

Wen Qing shook her head, she didn't know how to prepare anything!

Wen Ximing finally noticed that something was wrong with his mother, and asked cautiously, "Mommy, did you forget to prepare?" ”

Wen Qing tugged at the corners of her mouth and patted her son's head: "I haven't forgotten, I'll talk about it when it's up to you later." "Let's take a look.

Wen Ximing glanced at Wen Qing suspiciously, and seeing that Wen Qing's face was still faint, Wen Ximing chose to believe his mother. Anyway, he couldn't understand what Mommy was thinking.

Watching the various performances of singing, dancing, small dramas and small magic tricks on the stage, I was embarrassed. She's not good at these, just imagining those pictures, Wen Qing feels embarrassed.

Wen Qing was still thinking about what to perform, when she heard Juliet, who was in charge of hosting, call her son's name.

So far, I can only bite the bullet.

Wen Qing led Wen Ximing to the stage, and his brain was running rapidly. After thinking for a while, Wen Qing attached himself to Wen Ximing's ear and muttered a few words.

Wen Ximing's eyes lit up, nodded, smiled at Wen Qing, and then said to the parents of the classmates in the audience: "Next, my mother and I will perform a sword dance for everyone." ”

The audience was stunned, Sword Dance, what is that?

Seeing that no one applauded, Teacher Juliet immediately took the lead: "Everyone applauds and welcomes!" ”

Only then did everyone in the audience react and applaud vigorously. Curious and looking forward to the next performance.

Wen Qing took out the futon and put it on the ground, and then took out a Jiaowei piano. Sit cross-legged on the futon, the piano rests horizontally on your lap, and your slender hands put on the strings.

Wen Ximing took his sword and nodded at Wen Qing behind him.

Fingertips caressed the strings, and a crisp sound like jade dripping sounded.

The audience looked at it with amazement.

Wen Ximing on the stage stabbed out with his sword, and danced with the sound of the piano.

The sword is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing through the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions.

As the sound of the piano gradually became excited, Wen Ximing lifted his sword and jumped, sometimes as light as a swallow, and then rose from the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapsed.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned low again, and Wen Ximing's movements gradually slowed down, opening and closing, and the movements became as gentle as a cloud.

The sound of the piano is wisps, and it gradually calms down.

The sound stops, and the sword closes.

Everyone in the audience was fascinated and couldn't wake up.

Wen Qing smiled at the corner of his mouth, put away the piano and futon, stepped forward, and stood side by side with Wen Ximing.

"Thank you!" Wen Ximing bowed slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and looked at the dumbfounded people in the audience.

The crowd woke up from a dream and applauded.

"Wow, that's the sword dance, it feels so cool!"

"Yes, yes, I like it too~"

Listening to the praise of his classmates, Wen Ximing held his head high, like a victorious rooster, and led Wen Qing off the stage.

As soon as the mother and son sat down, Hott came over and said with a sneer: "Ximing, what kind of sword dance are you, can you teach me?" He looked at Wen Ximing with expectant eyes.

"Of course it's fine!" Wen Ximing patted his small chest and reassured.

Hult was overjoyed, and turned his head to tell his mother the good news: "Mom, classmate Ximing originally intended to teach me this sword dance, and I will do it for you when I go home in the future, okay?" ”

Hult's mother nodded amusedly, looked at Wen Qing again, and said apologetically: "Ximing's mother, I'm sorry to make you laugh." ”

Wen Qing shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, just let the children be happy." ”

Hult's mother nodded approvingly, seeing that Wenqing didn't mind, she smiled and continued to watch other students' programs.

The parent-teacher meeting didn't officially end until 7 p.m., but luckily the teacher prepared dinner for everyone, otherwise the children would have gone hungry.

Bidding farewell to the Hote family, Wen Qing took Wen Ximing and drove the hovercar back to the Ji family's mansion.

Mrs. Ji greeted her happily first.

"Wen Qing, how was the parent-teacher meeting?" looked at Wen Qing expectantly.

Wen Ximing hurriedly replied: "Grandma, today I won the first place in the class with Mommy's performance, you see, there are prizes from the teacher!" ”

As he spoke, he handed the prize doll that he had been holding in his arms to Mrs. Ji.

This happy little appearance only saw that Mrs. Ji was calling for a heartfelt baby.

"Ouch, grandma's good grandson is really amazing!"

Wen Ximing nodded with a smile, and shook his head again: "Grandma, and Mommy, Mommy is really powerful, this show was conceived by Mommy." ”

"Yes, yes, it's all amazing, let's go into the house, I've left you some food, let's eat some more." Old Madam Ji said to Wen Qing's mother and son.

As soon as he heard that there was something to eat, Wen Ximing rushed to the kitchen first. He didn't eat much at school, and he's still hungry.

Old Madam Ji shook her head amusedly, "Run slowly, no one will rob you." ”

"Wen Qing, let's go, you can eat more, and keep food for you two."

Wen Qing nodded in response, and followed Mrs. Ji to the kitchen.

Seeing Mrs. Ji like this, I'm afraid she really forgot to remind her of the performance. (To be continued.) )