"Isn't this Ma Wenhan? Come here. The teacher standing at the door of the little apple class was the teacher in charge of Ma Wenhan's class, and when her gaze moved up and met Mr. and Mrs. Ma's six eyes, her face immediately showed a professional smile, "Is it Mr. and Mrs. Ma?" Please come over here. ”

The Ma couple made up their minds, the teacher in front of them seemed to like their Ma Wenhan very much, if Ma Wenhan was in this class, she should not be treated badly, and the two of them quickly led Ma Wenhan into the Apple class.

The students in the kindergarten attached to the Third Arsenal are basically the children of the families of the arsenal, and there are very few children from outside who apply to enter the kindergarten, and occasionally there are children from another family area not far from here who apply to come over, also because the kindergarten students over there are full and the places here are not enough.

Another family area not far from the family area of the Third Arsenal is the regular family area of the Federal Military Department, where almost all of them are military apartments in the first mecha regiment of the Third Arsenal, and the staff of the Third Arsenal are basically superiors and subordinates, so the children who come from there occasionally have some bad habits, and they are used to looking at people with whites of their eyes more than blacks, so for the students who come across the district, most of the families of the Third Arsenal are not particularly fond of it.

Although Mr. Ma did not take these things to heart, Mrs. Ma paid great attention to this because she had chatted with other mothers in the family area, and after a few casual greetings with the teacher, she came to the teacher's side and whispered to ask if there were any cross-district students in the class.

The teacher in charge of the apple class did not show too much expression when she heard Mrs. Ma ask about this question, obviously Mrs. Ma was not the first person to ask this question, and her professional smile had a peaceful and gentle taste, which made people a little embarrassed to ask questions, but she thought of her well-behaved and obedient daughter, and Mrs. Ma was still strong enough to withstand the teacher's gaze like the Virgin's forgiveness.

"Mrs. Ma, please rest assured that the children in the Apple class are friendly and excellent, and the things you are worried about will never happen." Since the gaze attack is ineffective, then it can only be used in words, and the teacher in charge of the Apple class is not a new teacher, with a strong confidence and a gentle enough tone that Mrs. Ma can no longer ask questions.

Forget it, there is no way to do it anyway, you can't kick other people's children out.

Mrs. Ma made a construction for herself in her heart, and saw that Ma Wenhan had found a stool to sit down, took a book on the bookshelf and flipped through it, Mrs. Ma reached out and pulled Mr. Ma, and the two smiled at the teacher and said goodbye, and quickly walked out.

The chaos of the apple class did not gradually subside until nine o'clock in the morning, in fact, the small class of every kindergarten is like this, because the average age of people on the planet of the Hua Federation is about one hundred and fifty years old, so the three-year-old children are almost pampered by three or four generations of old people to grow up, and now they have a new environment, and the people who usually let themselves play are gone, and there are only a few children who can hold back and not cry.

All the kindergarten teachers are accustomed to such a scene, they skillfully take out books and toys, put things that can attract the attention of the children in a prominent position, when most of the children have stopped crying, sobbing and choking with toys and start playing, the more stubborn crying children are gathered together, led into a screening room and start watching cartoons.

The books that can be read on the shelf, Ma Wenhan has finished reading, for an adult soul, the books in the small class in the kindergarten are really not a suitable book for her to read, turning her head and watching the children in the same class playing with the simple puzzle toys in her hands, Ma Wenhan felt more and more bored, spread out a book on the small table in front of her, Ma Wenhan stared at a picture fixedly, if there is an ideaholder with an idea level above A+ here, maybe you can sense that there is something abnormal in Ma Wenhan.

The vapor like smoke floated from Ma Wenhan's body, slowly filling the entire Apple class, and then invaded out of the gate of the class, gradually filling the entire kindergarten building, and finally, filling the entire kindergarten building.

At this time, Ma Wenhan's eyes were extremely clear, and the situation in all the rooms in the building was clearly imprinted in her mind, as if there was a huge screen in her mind, which was divided into twenty or thirty equal pieces, and each piece was a scene in a room, Ma Wenhan couldn't describe that feeling, but she knew that if there was something abnormal in that small piece, her mind would automatically rush over.

"How dare you talk to me like that, do you know who I am?"

The boy who looked like he was supposed to be a kindergarten boy was reaching out and pushing the shoulder of another boy, who was sitting on a chair and almost fell down when he was pushed like this, but his expressionless face was not moved in the slightest, and after sitting back down, he continued his previous movements.

"What's so great about you as a cross-district transfer student? After entering our Big Apple class, you still don't abide by the rules of our Big Apple class, do you want to beg for a beating? Tell you, Uncle Ben's idea level is D-level, and I have the final say in this big apple class, if you dare to ignore me again, I'll make your face bloom! ”

The little boy who showed off his might walked to the side with the two little followers behind him, Ma Wenhan was a little puzzled in her heart, why did her mind notice this? Do you think there's a kid with a D-class mind?

A three-year-old child has a D-level idea, there will probably be such a one in two hundred children, and there are more than two hundred colleges in a grade of kindergarten, and this little boy should be proud of this, but for Ma Wenhan, who has a 3S idea, D-level idea is really nothing.

Ma Wenhan watched the little boy with D-class thoughts leave, she paid attention to the silent "cross-district transfer student" again, and looked each other up and down with her mind, Ma Wenhan didn't find anything unusual, just looked at the little boy's face for a while, Ma Wenhan felt a faint sense of familiarity surging into her heart.

This person seems to be someone she knows?

Ma Wenhan carefully searched for characters similar to this little boy in her memory, but everyone she pulled out of her memory didn't seem to be right, just when Ma Wenhan racked her brains, a greeting came out of that small square: "Wang Xiao, come here." ”

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