When He Wenlin came to his senses, he saw that Lu Wen had already left, and there were only a few of them in the practice room.

Sighing slightly, I regret that this experience ended so quickly.

After carefully feeling his physical condition, he felt better than ever, his head was clear, he thought about some of the problems encountered in the past two days, and felt that his thoughts were a lot more active at once, and many ideas rushed out.

At this time, the rest of the people also came to their senses one after another, and Wang Nan said with some regret: "The teacher's piano sound is really beautiful, but the time is too short." ”

"Even in a long period of time, I feel short. He Wenlin silently added on the side.

At this time, he was also able to fully understand Wang Nan's excitement at the beginning, and he was even more able to understand the envy and jealousy of those classmates.

Let's not talk about this effect, just being able to listen to such a beautiful piano sound, he feels that he has made a lot of money.

After several people finished sighing with each other, Wang Nan said: "Just now the teacher said that there will be students and teachers from Nanhai Primary School in two days to come over to communicate, let us get ready, it seems that they are not good at coming this time." ”

At the beginning, Lu Wen told them some information, and of course he didn't tell the real reason, which put pressure on He Wenlin.

But just like that, Wang Nan also understands that this is definitely not just about communication.

"What do you say?" He Wenlin didn't understand.

Wang Nan said: "Didn't I tell you, like we are treated like the class leader today, Qian Xiaoming and they enjoyed it when they competed in the elementary school, and now the teacher has given us the same treatment, so it means that this time it is hard stubble, and the most important thing is that the purpose of their visit is not just to communicate." ”

Hearing Wang Nan's analysis, several other people nodded, but He Wenlin seemed to understand a little, but he didn't ask much, since Wang Nan said so, then he only needed to be prepared, and he would naturally win glory for the academy when the time came.

Although he has only been in Starry Sky Academy for a long time, He Wenlin has completely liked this place, the learning atmosphere, the relationship between classmates, and the relationship between teachers and students all make him feel at home.

Lu Wen also returned to his office and was preparing how to receive him, he has a lot of things to do now, although he said that it doesn't matter if he talks about the affairs of the program team, it is impossible not to really care about it at all.

There are also some things to deal with in the college, and with the arrival of Hainan Primary School in the future, it can be said that he has a lot of things.

He was busy until the evening, and when he got home, he found that the house was very noisy.

"Mom, Mom, there are a lot of uncles and aunts who are boasting about rice grains. ”

"Well, the rice grains are awesome. ”

"Mi Li and Uncle will tell me about this Monkey King. ”

"This Meng Meng also knows that her mother doesn't let Meng Meng go up to talk about it, otherwise Meng Meng will be better than Sister Mi Li. ”

"The rice grains are better than what Sister Mengmeng said. ”

"Meng Meng said it well. ”

"Well said rice grains. ”

As soon as Lu Wen came in, he saw the two little guys arguing like cockfights, refusing to let each other go.

Lu Wen didn't bother to pay attention to this scene, these two little guys had a small quarrel almost every day, people quarreled overnight, they quarreled without separation, and almost every time they quarreled, they would immediately reconcile.

So now no one cares about them.

"What's going on?" Lu Wen picked up the teacup and took a sip and asked casually.

"Dad, Dad, Mi Li won the award, Mi Li won the first prize in the story contest. When Millet saw that her father was back, she didn't care about arguing with Xiao Mengmeng, so she immediately ran to her father to show off.

Looking at the big eyes of millet grains full of expectant praise, how could Lu Wen bear to disappoint his baby daughter, and said with a smile: "Well, our rice grains are really amazing." ”

For this story contest, Lu Wen still knows that this is a kindergarten story contest held by Hong Kong City, which is led by the Municipal Education Bureau, and Lu Wen also let some students in the primary school participate, including millet grains.

The amount of stories in millet grains is really not comparable to those children, Lu Wen has to give her new stories almost every day, once Lu Wen was really too lazy to find a story, and directly told "Journey to the West".

Who would have thought that the three little guys of millet grains would be fascinated, and they would have to listen to the story of Monkey King every time.

"Mmmm, the rice grains are the best. Millet said proudly.

"Aren't you afraid of spoiling your precious daughter?" Yu Zhengyao looked at the father and daughter praising and accepting each other, and said angrily.

Regarding Yu Zhengyao's words, Lu Wen smiled and said, "It's okay, my rice grains are the best."

"Dad, Mi Li went to Huaguo Mountain, but I didn't see Monkey King. Millet Grain's mouth pursed slightly, obviously dissatisfied with not seeing Monkey King.

There is really a mountain called Huaguo Mountain in Gangcheng, and there is also a Water Curtain Cave, but it has nothing to do with Huaguo Mountain and Water Curtain Cave in Journey to the West.

"Sister Mi Li is so stupid, Monkey King is all fake, a fictional character. Xiao Mengmeng said triumphantly on the side, I don't know how she knows so much, even the fictional characters have come out.

Xiao Mengmeng is very envious of today's millet grain alone in the limelight, but because it is only a kindergarten competition, she can't participate.

Hearing Xiao Mengmeng's words, Millet immediately began to refute, Lu Wen watched the two of them messing around here, and didn't interject, just watched with a smile on the side.

"Old Lu, why haven't I heard of this Monkey King?" asked Fang Zheng with some curiosity, he was also very interested in this story.

When Lu Wen heard him ask, he just said casually: "This world hasn't appeared yet, how do you know?"

"So you wrote it?" Fang Zheng asked.

Lu Wen thought for a while, nodded, and did not refute, there was no way to refute it, saying that he found an ancient book that recorded it?

Did you say it was written by someone else? But what about that person?

And a story like this, as long as it appears, it will definitely not be unknown in history, so it's not right anyway, anyway, he's also a lice now, and he's not afraid of itching.

"Then you tell me about it, I always feel a little unpleasant about what Mi Li said. Fang Zheng immediately became interested.

"I don't have time to tell you about this now, until I'm done with this time. Lu Wen casually refused.

"Then give me a book. "Fang Zheng is not dead yet.

"I'm not done yet, I'll show you when I'm done. ”