There were already five children in the classroom, and an etiquette teacher was standing in the classroom with his back to the door, marking the list.

Li Manjun knocked on the door, and the teacher turned his head, saw the mother and daughter, and stepped forward and took the initiative to ask, "Is it a flower girl?"

Li Manjun said yes, and nodded to himself, "Hmm."

The etiquette teacher looked a little serious, took out the list and asked, "What is the name of the child?"

Nian Nian subconsciously put his little hands behind his back, and replied loudly with a board and a glance: "Teacher, my name is Zhao Jianing!"

Originally, Li Manjun wanted to answer, but when someone else answered, she took a step back and let her daughter deal with it by herself.

The teacher checked the list and looked at the parents, "Is it Zhao Jianing from the middle class of the International Kindergarten?"

Li Manjun bowed, "Yes."

Seeing this kind of more serious teacher, Li Manjun was also nervous, which reminded her of her primary school Chinese teacher, who always kept a straight face and beat her heart if she was disobedient.

Look down at your daughter and ask yourself for more blessings, my cub.

There are good and bad teachers who are strict.

The advantage is that the students are afraid of the teacher, do not dare to make trouble, and are more serious and obedient.

The disadvantage is that a timid child will become more panicked when he sees her, and he will always make mistakes.

However, in this regard, Li Manjun is very confident in his daughter.

Every year, she has a set of adaptation methods, first observe, and then watch people put down dishes.

The teacher is stricter, and she is more honest.

When she encounters a less strict teacher, she relaxes and lazies.

If the teacher is the kind of gentle hanging, she will coax the teacher to be happy and make the teacher happy, so that when she makes a small mistake, the teacher will not scold her.

At this point, Li Manjun felt that she must not follow herself, because she was as honest as a mallet when she was a child, and her parents were angry when they saw it.

The teacher asked the parents to wait in the hallway and led the children into the classroom.

Nian Nian glanced back at his mother, Li Manjun smiled encouragingly, pointed outside, and said that he had something to call himself, so he retreated to the door.

Little Flower Boy arranged fifteen people, and one pair was a dragon and phoenix fetuse, so there were a total of fourteen parents in the corridor.

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Li Manjun's face did not change, as if it was not his daughter who was named.

Another child made a mistake, the teacher stepped forward to correct it, the tone was a little anxious, the child's tears crackled and fell, sobbing aggrievedly, and he didn't dare to cry.

When Li Manjun saw this, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked around at the parents around him, thinking that the parents would stand up and accuse the teacher of being too fierce or something.

Because this kind of thing often happens in the Hereafter.

But unexpectedly, no, the parents just looked at their dolls distressed and helpless, quietly stood in front of the window, and reminded the children to wipe their tears, don't be afraid, and follow the teacher seriously.

The teacher immediately realized that he might be too serious, softened his tone, coaxed the crying children, and gave them a break for another ten minutes.

Every year, she made friends quickly, and walked out with a young lady who was a little older than her, and shouted happily, "Mom, what about my cookies, I want to share them with my sister."

The young lady's mother came over in surprise and made friends so quickly.

Li Manjun nodded at the parents, took out the biscuits prepared by Aunt Guo, and explained, "This is a small snack made by my aunt herself, and it is quite delicious."

As he spoke, he took out a piece and handed it to the young lady's mother first, and after the other party tasted it and said it was delicious, he gave it to the two children.

Nian Nian couldn't wait, and after taking the biscuits, he was going to feed them to the young lady, "Sister, you eat, it's super delicious!"

"Manman, I want to say thank you to Auntie." Parents reminded with a smile.

The little girl smiled sweetly at Li Manjun, "Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome." Li Manjun smiled gently, and saw that Zhao Jianing reached out to take a piece after eating, and another person shared a piece.

The biscuits made by Aunt Guo were relatively large, and the children were full of them with one hand.

Ten minutes was too short, the two children finished eating biscuits, drank water, ran to the bathroom, and came back to continue rehearsals.

After adapting to the teacher's teaching style, the children's nervousness was relieved a lot.

There was a naughty little boy who kept making funny expressions when the teacher turned around, and the children were all amused by him and looked down and snickered.

Nian Nian and the young lady named Li Manman looked at each other from time to time, and then smirked.

The children rehearsed happily, but the parents were miserable, and they stood in the corridor and waited for two hours in the summer.

Li Manman's mother leaned over and handed Li Manjun an advertising plastic fan, "I'm going to buy a folding stool and bring it next time."

Li Manjun gratefully took the plastic fan handed by Manman's mother, and a wisp of cool breeze swept across his face and neck, which was a little cooler.

Li Manjun answered, "I also bought one, and it's a little annoying to stand for two hours."

"Who said it wasn't, I would have prepared in advance if I knew it was the case." Manman's mother complained.

However, the two tilted their heads to look downstairs, there were more parents in the dance rehearsal area, the daughter wall was full, and it was difficult to pass through the middle aisle.

In such a comparison, I suddenly felt that the third floor was not bad, at least it was not crowded, and everyone had a place to lean on.

At six o'clock, the rehearsal finally ended, and the parents lined up to go downstairs with their children.

The younger ones are all held in the arms of their parents, and if they let the children go by themselves, they can be directly overwhelmed by the crowd.

The organizers also seemed to notice that there was too much traffic, and a few security guards came to maintain order, so there were no stampedes.

Manman's mother complained vigorously, "This TV station is too unreasonable!"

Li Manjun strongly agreed: "That is."