The reporters could only leave Shouyang Mountain Forest Park with regret, and the people from the Education Bureau also left in a gloomy manner: this little fat man is too unpopular, and he will definitely find more faults with this Badou School in the future.

However, the task assigned by the above was not completed, so after the two groups discussed, they joined forces and went straight to Xiao Nannan's house. Now we can only start here, if the parents of the children bite the Badou School to the death, they can also make a big fuss.

It is not uncommon to have incidents like this, such as insisting that the child's spirit is stimulated, and the young mind is traumatized and so on, and it is also very annoying to entangle endlessly.

I don't know that they learned the address of Nan Nan's house from the above channels, and even detailed the house number. Knocking on the door of the house, the door was opened by a very lively little girl, who was looking up at the person with her head up, blinking a pair of big eyes, her eyes were very smart, and her mouth was crying crisply: "Dad, there are guests at home-"

A man in his thirties walked out of the inner room, he was your Nan Nan's father Li Xin, he had received a call just now, and he knew the intention of this group of people, but his attitude did not show how enthusiastic he was, but looked at these visitors with a scrutinizing gaze.

"We're here to visit Nan Nan's children—" A reporter took the lead in greeting.

After sitting down on the sofa, a middle-aged man from the Education Bureau opened his mouth and asked, "We heard that the child was frightened and stimulated, and we decided to hold the school responsible, so we want to find out the specific situation." ”

The meaning of inducement in the words was already obvious, but Li Xin's appearance disappointed the visiting guests. I saw him pat Nan Nan's little brain: "Does my child look like something is wrong?" ”

Everyone is a little embarrassed, because the little girl is really normal, you can't insist that other people's children are sick, right?

One reporter is still not giving up: "There are some mental stimuli, which cannot be seen on the surface, I know a psychology expert. Is it necessary to take the child over to see it? ”

As long as you go, you will definitely be able to find out the problem, and this reporter's abacus is also very good. Because the spiritual and psychological aspects are more abstract. You can't see it, you can't touch it, so it's easy to make a fuss.

"You're sick!" Nan Nan is still young. But he could understand something about it, so he pouted angrily and pointed at the reporter just now.

The official of the Education Bureau hurriedly played a round: "Good boy, let's not be angry, tell your uncle about your play in the mountains, okay?" ”

This is the most proud place for Nan Nan, so he started with Brother Rhubarb carrying her away, and also talked about Brother Monkey dragging her to a tree, and finally the fat principal came. Arrest all the bad guys. Although his ability to express himself is limited, he speaks so vividly that everyone is stunned: Children, can you tell us fairy tales?

But Li Xin held his daughter in his arms and listened quietly. He knew his daughter too well and had never told a lie, and these must have been her own experiences. Although he was a little intimidating, as an adult, he knew how precious this experience was for a child. Whether it is Brother Rhubarb or Brother Monkey, it will bring endless happiness to his daughter. Is there anything more important than being happy?

He can also guess the origin of some of these people, which is nothing more than nothing to do, and can bring a colorful childhood to the children. It's too late for him to be grateful to the Badou School, so how can he falsely accuse others?

So, Li Xin patted Nan Nan: "It's time to go to bed, Nan Nan is good, I will definitely have a good dream tonight." ”

The little girl was on the rise, greasy and crooked and unwilling to go to sleep, and finally was urged by her father to be helpless, so she had to hug her neck and kiss Li Xin: "Dad, Brother Rhubarb and Brother Monkey will definitely play with me in their dreams, right?" ”

"Definitely." Li Xin pinched his daughter's little face lovingly. Then he watched the little girl jump back to her room, and then tactfully issued an eviction order to the visiting guests.

After going out, the reporter did not forget to advise: "I really should take the child to see a psychiatrist." How can anyone call a dog brother! ”

Get out - Li Xin has already sent him away thousands of miles away in his heart.

The next morning, when Li Xin was sending Nan Nan to school. I'm going to say goodbye to the Principal Emeritus and express my gratitude. It just so happened that Brother Badou had nothing else to do in the past two days, so he soaked in school, and by the way, he followed Lao Chen to gain more experience. When Li Xin came to visit, he was lying on the desk looking at something, and he was smiling while watching.

"Brother Li, come and take a look at the essays written by these children, it's so interesting!" The fat man had a smile on his face. After this huge extracurricular activity, all grades arranged different ways such as essays, diaries, writing, and speaking according to the characteristics of the students' age to record the harvest of this time.

Children who usually chant mantras as soon as they move their pens can play at a super level this time, and they can write hundreds of words easily and happily. There is no way, if you have real experience, you can naturally write true feelings.

Li Xin also read a few students' essays and diaries, and focused on the parents' comments, and then laughed out loud. This is a short comment written by the student's grandfather: Usually children's writing essays are like a dry large intestine, and they can't squeeze it out no matter how hard they try. This time, it's like using a kessel.

It can be seen that although the old man's metaphor is a bit inappropriate, it tells the actual situation of the student: there is indeed something to write about!

"Principal Gao, this event is really popular with students and parents. However, yesterday several journalists and people from the Education Bureau came to my house. Li Xin's own children can't write because of their young age, but he listened to Nan Nan's story, which is really more exciting than fairy tales, what a good exercise this is.

Brother Badou also nodded: "I believe in you, and I believe in Nan Nan even more!" ”

Of course he knows what those people are doing, not to mention the old relationship before, even if it is any parent, seeing the progress and harvest of their children, they will not make trouble with the school.

The trust between people is mutual, so after Li Xin shook hands with the fat principal, he left with great relief. When I passed by a large classroom, I was surprised to see an acquaintance sitting in the classroom, and I saw Professor Zeng, who was full of silver hair, sitting in the middle of a circle of children, drawing together. His demeanor was extremely relaxed and serious, even more engaged than those elementary school students.

What is the situation - Li Xin is a little confused, when he was in college, he studied construction and decoration, so he also went to Professor Zeng's place to listen to art classes, and he still loves and respects this optimistic and cheerful old professor very much.

After thinking about it, Li Xin decided to stay and take a look: Could it be that Badou School is so willing to invest and invite university professors to teach primary school students?

During class time, he didn't want to go in and disturb him, so he watched from the back door. After looking at it for a while, I saw a sloppy foreigner with long hair walking up to Professor Zeng, and the two of them discussed in a low voice for a while, and then the foreigner also took a paintbrush and smeared a few strokes on the canvas, and Professor Zeng nodded again and again, looking like he was being taught. Glancing at Professor Zeng's drawing board, it seemed to be a landscape oil painting, with several children on the screen.

So Li Xin was even more puzzled: It seems that Professor Zeng looks like a student?

He didn't know that Professor Zeng Yiquan had been proud of the spring breeze these days, and he had the posture of old trees blooming new flowers. Because he faintly felt that he had touched the layer of obstacle that had hindered him for decades, and as long as he tried harder, he could reach a new realm.

You must know that Professor Zeng is also a well-known figure in the domestic oil painting industry, and each painting can be sold for between two and three million. But for so many years, it has only blossomed inside the wall and not red outside the wall, and it has not been able to make a big name in the world. Because oil painting was introduced from the West after all, Chinese learning oil painting is inevitably congenitally insufficient. It is not easy to be recognized by international peers.

And this time, he really felt that there was a great opportunity in front of him, so he had to report to Badou School every day, and he sat there for a day. Henry was also happy to communicate with this experienced old professor, after all, Professor Zeng had a deeper understanding of Chinese painting. In this way, the sparks of the two people's thoughts continue to collide, producing a more dazzling light, and two new stars, one old and one young, are about to be born in the painting world.

This point was not even thought of by Comrade Badou, the initiator, so Li Xin's incomprehension was also reasonable.

finally waited until the end of class, and Li Xin came into the house to say hello. Zeng Lao Naughty Boy has a good memory, and greeted happily: "Little Lizi, you also come to learn painting?" ”

Li Xin couldn't help but be embarrassed: to be honest, the little things he learned have been drowned in the sea of business. So I can only hey twice: "The main thing is to greet you, Zeng Lao, look at your current spirit, you are really old and strong!" ”

Zeng Yiquan shook his silver-haired head: "It should be said that Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambition is thousands of miles." Xiao Lizi, it's time for class, I'll go to the bathroom with the little brothers first, and I'll talk to you when I come back. ”

Then, Li Xin was extremely shocked to see that Professor Zeng took the hands of the two boys and walked out of the studio with great ease, and one of the boys said to Professor Zeng while walking: "Senior brother, what about the paintbrush you promised to buy me, let's pull the hook, you can't talk and don't count—"

Old-Senior-Brother-Li Xin's mind is full of these words circling, although he has long known that Professor Zeng is a famous old naughty boy, but now it seems that he is really rejuvenated!

Is it true that learning to draw can make a person younger? Li Xin is busy in the business field all day long, it is rare to be idle, and he is really envious of Professor Zeng, but now that he is in his thirties, he has thrown away all the things he learned before, is it too late?

Gradually, a new idea formed in Li Xin's mind: With such a famous teacher's teaching, my Nan Nan can paint from elementary school!

Having made up his mind, he turned and left the studio, and walked with firm steps towards the fat principal's office again-(To be continued) I580