The children who drank the water, holding water cups, gathered around the wind and chattered.

"Teacher, do you know how old I am?"

"Teacher, you are so beautiful!"

"Teacher, I bought new clothes."

……

The children are very selfless and share a lot of things with the wind and yin.

For example, whose father was scolded by his mother yesterday, whose mother paid his salary yesterday, whose father went to the toilet several times, whose mother did not like grandma, whose cash was placed there, whose jewelry was more beautiful, and who wanted to bring beautiful gold to Fengyin.

"Don't, don't bring it to me!"

"I've already charged enough of this, and I can't bear any more."

The homeroom teacher finally intervened, shouting for the children to return to their seats and get ready for class.

They are a bilingual kindergarten with foreign teachers coming to teach every day.

Feng Yin finally escaped from the tea corner that was forced to know the gossip, and there was joy in his heart to know the gossip, but the corners of his mouth had to be pressed down, not to show his happiness.

It's a bit difficult.

However, Feng Yin took the time to say a word to the camera of the live broadcast.

"Adults, when discussing anything, please carry your children behind your back, they really tell the kindergarten teacher everything."

[That's right! The last time I had a fight with my husband, I was angry and told my son that you don't have a father, but the next day the kindergarten teacher sent me a message and asked the child why he didn't have a father!! 】

[Hahahaha! It's so real, my diamond ring was taken away by my son and given to the children in the same class. 】

[Once I asked my son what he ate in kindergarten, and he told me about the Monkey King. Since then, I have known that it would be good to take his word for it. 】

[I won't lie, but I will embellish the words, which are very subtle, and the useful one will not be transmitted, and the useless one will not fall. 】

In the comment area, they shared with each other what their children were doing, and foreign teachers also started classes in the classroom.

Feng Yin and another head teacher, one of them sat on the side, accompanying the children in class.

The foreign teacher is very lively, and when he was dancing outside just now, he was also the most open-minded.

At the beginning of the lesson, the teacher asks each child to answer a question.

A girl stood up to answer the question and took a few steps forward.

A little boy next to him dragged away the girl's small chair.

"Put it back."

Wind Moan suddenly appeared behind the little boy, a calm voice with an irresistible voice, making the boy look at her.

After five seconds of staring at each other, the boy pushed the small chair back, his expression unconvinced.

After answering the question, the little girl sat on the chair without looking, and did not sit empty.

Wind Whisper glanced down at the boy and returned to her place.

He didn't feel like he was at fault.

There is a child called hyperandrogenic syndrome.

They never think they are at fault, it is their nature to be selfish, and the so-called kinship has no weight in them.

Maybe the boy wasn't, maybe it was, and Wind Moan wasn't sure.

But there is a difference between a prank and a dismissive.

The course continued, and this little episode did not cause waves.

Soon, it was noon.

Feng Yin distributed the soup for the children, but the soup was not hot, so Feng Yin took the soup pot to distribute it to the children.

When the little boy was assigned to the morning, the boy had his eyes fixed on the wind and groaned, and under her gaze, he knocked over the plate.

"Teacher, you spilled me."

All the food on the plate was spilled on the floor, on the shoes of the wind moaning.

"Oops——-"

The wind groaned exaggeratedly, and the soup spoon in his hand was not held, and the soup spilled all over the boy's body.