"Xuanxuan dad, Xuanxuan!" Ding Rou quickly walks to Han Mo, smiling.

"Today we also need you to give the babies a lesson, but as long as the content is positive, there is no requirement on quality, you can tell a story, it doesn't matter." Teacher Ding Rou comforted that she didn't think about how wonderful an open class would be at this time. After all, time is limited. It's normal to inform others so late last night and have no time to prepare. In fact, Han Mo has been very grateful to him for coming as a parent representative.

Han Mo saw Ding Rou's worry and smiled and patted the schoolbag behind him. "It's all right. I've also prepared it. It should be all right. Don't worry."

Ding Rou's eyes fell on the schoolbag behind Han Mo, stopped for a moment, and didn't say anything.

At this time, several parents noticed Han mo. Ding Rou's voice was not loud, but because everyone sent their children near the gate, they also heard the dialogue between Ding Rou and Han mo.

Because several parents wanted to sign up before, and they gave up when Xiaohu's mother grabbed the first one. Later, Ding Rou called them. They all refused Ding Rou because they felt that the time was too tight to prepare for the open class. Now I can't help worrying for Han Mo when I see that Han Mo has taken this matter.

"It is estimated that Han Mo also received a call yesterday."

"It was very late when I received the call yesterday. How to prepare so late."

"Yes, this kind of activity, either don't participate or perform well, so as not to embarrass the child. It's good not to participate, but don't perform well. The child will hate me."

"My idea is the same as yours. For this reason, I didn't participate and declined teacher Ding."

The two parents whispered, their eyes stayed on Han Mo for a moment, and both subconsciously shook their heads, because in their thoughts, Han Mo could not prepare a decent open class in such a short time.

After entering the kindergarten, Xuanxuan was brought in by the teacher first, and Han Mo prepared his own "teaching tools".

At the beginning of the half day open class, Ding Rou explained to the children the main content of today's day, and then Ding Rou started the first class for everyone. Han Mo needs to help. The second part is Han Mo's home. He wants to give a class to the children independently. The third part is lunch time. Han Mo can eat with the children. It means eating, but it's actually trying to eat, The children will have a nap after dinner. Han Mo also ended his half day open class schedule.

Ding Rou stood in the middle of the classroom, "students, a parent and teacher will give you a class today. We applaud Xuanxuan's father. "

The children cooperated with the teacher very much. They clapped their hands vigorously, especially Xuanxuan. When her good friends saw her clapping so loudly, they also clapped hard.

The applause lasted for a long time. After Ding Rou said he could stop, everyone stopped clapping.

The first part of Ding Rou's lecture is art class. The children draw in their picture books. The children are in the middle class and have strong understanding ability. Shuya only explains a little, and the children can understand.

Han Mo carefully looked at the pictures drawn by each child, but he would not take the initiative to correct the common sense problems that adults think. He still respected children to draw through their own imagination.

Unless the children ask him questions, he will answer patiently.

In the first class, time passed quickly. The children drew their own paintings, and then Ding Rou hung them on the wall of the classroom one by one. The second part is about to begin.

"Xuanxuan, what is your father going to tell us?" Mengmeng whispered in Xuanxuan's ear.

In fact, the children were very curious. Ruirui also looked at Xuanxuan with expectant eyes, "what is it?"

Xuanxuan wanted to pretend she didn't hear everyone's questions, but because the children around her were looking at her with questioning eyes, she couldn't pretend she couldn't hear.

Xuanxuan coughed calmly and paused for a moment, "in fact, I don't know."

Originally, when Xuanxuan paused, she thought she was going to hear the content of the class next. As a result, she didn't know. She was full of black lines.

Han Mo returned to the classroom with his "teaching tools".

In front of Han Mo was a small table and several empty mineral water bottles.

"What is Xuanxuan's father going to do?"

"An empty water bottle. Is it going to give us a craft class?"

"It seems so. There are pigments next to it. It should be a craft class."

Xuanxuan's classmates began to whisper. Xuanxuan didn't know what her father was going to do and kept staring at her father.

Ding Rou actually doesn't know what Han Mo is going to tell you. She was so excited to see Han mo before that she forgot to ask. However, Ding Rou thought Han Mo was just bringing a picture book to tell you a story. Unexpectedly, she brought so many things. She was also very curious about the content of his lecture.

Han Mo is different from other parents. He is a star. More than half of the female teachers in the kindergarten are his fans, including the head of the kindergarten, Wang Lei, who especially appreciates Han mo.

Ding Rou's complacent parents who will attend the open class of the class in the morning are Han mo. the news told all the teachers, causing a commotion in the teacher's office.

We didn't expect that busy people like Han Mo had time to participate in kindergarten activities. They were both excited and looking forward to it.

At the moment, the teachers without classes are crowded at the door of the classroom and look inside.

There are more and more people at the door of the classroom, crowded into three floors inside and three floors outside.

"What exactly is Han Mo talking about?"

"I'm curious, too. It feels like handmade?"

"Teaching children should be like this. Painting was just on. Now it's all about telling stories and doing handicrafts."

"No matter what you say, you are handsome, hee hee."

"Yes, according to Ding Rou, it's good to inform people to come to the open class last night. It's so tight that it's actually very difficult for people who haven't talked about the class."

"Let's not ask for content. Let's just look at people."

The teachers who crowded at the door whispered and stared at Han mo.

"What are you all doing at the door?" Wang Lei's voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

The teachers were startled and looked a little flustered. They wanted to retreat quickly, but they didn't want to leave. Han Mo's class was about to begin. No? But the head of the garden and the leaders of the garden came.

Wang Lei, as the head of the kindergarten and other leaders in the garden, inspected the open classes of each class. When he came to the door of class 2 classroom, he saw a large group of teachers around here.

Wang Lei glanced inside and knew why there were so many teachers at the door of the class. He didn't say anything, compared with the other garden leaders behind him, and stood at the door.

Han Mo picked up a whiteboard pen and said with a smile, "students, the content of our class today is magical color."

Then Han Mo wrote these words on the whiteboard.