Chapter 50

As the Mid Autumn Festival is approaching, the head of the kindergarten has assigned tasks to each class. It is necessary to prepare a program and perform for parents at the mid autumn evening party.

The average number of men and women in class five led by Chang Cong is six. So she took the children to perform "little rabbit is good", not only can sing, but also can dance, the most important is to have a certain educational significance.

The children worked very hard, and after a few days, all the dance movements were connected.

These children are naturally lively and lovely. They are really like rabbits. They can make people feel better all day long.

Often porridge porridge with the school to apply for the rabbit's clothing, put on, these children are extremely cute, one by one pink cheek, I wish I could knead two on it.

For this program, Chang Cong is very confident that all the children she brings are the best, but she doesn't know that many troubles are waiting for her

The day before the Mid Autumn Festival, all the classes have to go to the hall for rehearsal, often porridge in the class to organize students to change clothes, make-up, and then go to the hall, but did not see the figure of xiaoconghua.

Chang Cong asked the assistant teacher to arrange the students first. She wondered if Xiao Conghua was upset in the toilet, so she rushed to the toilet.

As soon as she left, Ding Lanzhi looked at the woman's back with a scornful smile, and then strode in.

Looking up at the orderly class, her eyes with a trace of imperceptible cold.

She looked at the assistant teacher who was helping her children make up and said, "Xiao Wang, you are so busy. If you don't do something else first, I will make up for them."

Assistant teacher remember often gruel gruel words, want her to give the children make-up before anything else, so smile refused Ding Lanzhi's help.

"Mr. Ding, it's enough to have me here. The rehearsal will take a while."

Ding Lanzhi sat on one side with a straight face and a slight frown: "Xiao Wang, you had a good relationship with me before, and you were also my assistant. Now I want to help you, don't you agree?"

Ding Lanzhi smiles back at the children beside him, but the children are scared and run quickly. A stream of smoke sneaks behind the assistant teacher, and the small expression is very pitiful.

"Ah?" The assistant teacher was in a dilemma for a moment and said, "Mr. Ding, would you like to go to the office and help me get the decorations?"

Ding Lanzhi eyebrows pick, looking at these have been put on make-up baby, tut tut said: "Xiao Wang, you this make-up technology can't, make these cute little cat, I help you change, you go to get it."

The assistant teacher didn't want to, but in the end he couldn't help Ding Lanzhi's kindness, so he had to agree.

Ding Lanzhi watched the assistant teacher leave, the corners of her mouth raised an elegant arc, she looked at these children who were afraid of her, her eyes also came out fierce light.

"Chang Cong, don't blame me. I'll take revenge for my slap!"

Ding Lanzhi is calculating Chang Cong, but at this time Chang Cong is attracted by a cry.

As soon as she walked into the bathroom, she heard the cry of "Wuwuwuwu", which was like a very small scallion.

"Shallot flower?"

Chang Cong frowned and cried softly, and his steps moved forward slowly, for fear of disturbing the crying kid.

Sure enough, Chang Cong found xiaoconghua squatting in the corner in the innermost compartment of the bathroom. She was burying her head in her arm and crying!

Xiaoconghua is like a bear, all round, squatting there is particularly lovely, often porridge can't help holding her in his arms, gently said: "what's the matter? Is xiaoconghua bullied? "

Shallot flower straight tears, just like beans, patter patter.

"Porridge teacher, Wuwu... Xiaoconghua is really stupid. She forgot to bring her performance clothes. Her head is full of cartoons."

Although it's a rehearsal this time, it's also stipulated in the kindergarten that we must wear costumes, just like the formal performance.

When Chang Cong finished school yesterday, he repeatedly reminded these children that they must tell their parents to prepare their costumes. It seems that Xiao Conghua has forgotten.

She felt remorse for forgetting such an important thing. She was embarrassed to see her and her classmates. When everyone was busy, she slipped away quietly and hid here crying.

Often congee congee holding shallot flower, this baby know self blame on the line, now still have to consider the solution.

She glanced at time, frowning.

"Shallot flower." Often porridge porridge very seriously looking at the eyes crying into tears of the little baby, "do you believe porridge sister?"

Xiao Conghua opened her red eyes, nodded her head, choked and said: "I believe it."

"Well, I'll take you to wash your face, and then you'll go back to the classroom and find the teacher to make up for you. You don't have to think about the costumes. When you go on stage, sister porridge will change for you, OK?"

"Sister porridge, are you a magician? Just like in the cartoon, it can be magic

A child is a child. He was crying just now, but now he is laughing.

"I can't tell you that."

Chang Cong has a mysterious smile

After settling in xiaoconghua, changcong immediately called fenglao.

How could she be magic, magic, want to get costumes, of course, is to let the family of xiaoconghua sent.

After understanding the matter, Feng said decisively, "I understand. The porridge teacher is waiting at school. It can be delivered in 20 minutes at most."

"Well, please."

Hung up the phone, Feng found xiaoconghua's performance clothes from upstairs, and was about to send them in a hurry. However, just arriving at the door, his eyes flashed a trace of cunning.

How can he deliver this dress? It had to be delivered by the right person. Feng took out his mobile phone and called the person he thought was right

In the conference room, a man in a black suit was sitting on the main seat. His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the lines of his strong face were tight. He listened carefully to the man standing next to the projector and introduced the latest product plan.

Elegant and sexy thin lips slightly open, spit out a cold voice: "this is what you do?"

"Well, yes." The man saw that pair of cold eyes, quickly dropped his head, did not dare to raise, quietly listening to the next sentence.

"Redo it and send it to me before work."

With that, he got up from the stool and walked towards the door. The whole room was filled with a chill. It was not until he left the room that the feeling became much lighter.

Just out of the office, the man's mobile phone rang.

After answering, a dignified voice came in.

It's an old