Chapter 4

Thanks to the zombie constitution, her hearing is much better than that of normal people. You can hear some wives talking about "my children have learned to draw apples" from a distance. They have something important to talk about every day, and Ximen's feeling is also admirable.

"Good morning, Mr. Ximen." when the ladies saw Ximen Qing, they also greeted him with a smile.

"Hello," said Simon Qing, wearing a mask and thick glasses.

"Good morning, teacher!" when the children saw Ximen Qing, they all jumped at her happily. But the problem of height can only reach her knees.

She quickly squatted down and touched the child's head: "all right, all right, come in, it's time for class."

The ladies laughed.

At first, they were very worried about the teacher who wrapped himself like a mummy all day. They always felt that such a person was too strange. But after a period of time, they found that Simon was affectionately liked by children. Their children said "I like Simon best" all day, and gradually put down their stereotypes.

After all, Ximen's feeling is normal except for being a little thick.

After seeing off his wife's group, Simon Qing went in to teach the children.

Unlike formal schools, kindergartens are not a teacher and a class. They are not so much in class as babysitters with children.

Basically, two or three teachers take a class, and then take it from 9 a.m. to 4 p.m. During this period, some simple courses were arranged according to five fields, such as painting, aerobics, mathematics at the level of greater than sign and less than sign

The most important thing is to control the children and prevent them from running around and bumping.

Therefore, you often need to raise your voice, otherwise these noisy children can't hear what you're talking about.

When a teacher is the most sore throat, whether in high school or kindergarten, most teachers are full of spirit and hoarse voice.

High school is OK. They can use the stereo. They are not allowed to use those in kindergarten because they are afraid of hurting children's ears.

Ximen Qing has an advantage in this aspect. After all, she is a zombie. It's no problem to shout a few times. Strong and fast, it's easy to catch those bear children.

"Teacher," suddenly a little boy ran over and handed her a picture in his hand with a proud face, "look! I drew it!"

"Oh?" Simon Qing took a look and found that it was an apple. As far as the level of kindergarten children is concerned, it is very good. Maybe many high school students don't necessarily have his paintings.

"Yes, Li Zimin, you are great." she habitually praised, which made the children very happy.

As a result, seeing that he was praised, other children immediately came with their own paintings to show Ximen Qing.

"Teacher, this is my painting!"

"I also drew, look at mine, look at mine..."

"My, my, my, my..." the essence of human beings is revealed at an early age.

Of course, Ximen Qing has to look at it one by one, and then praise it one by one. It was hard to cope with it. She was also a little tired. That bag of blood was basically consumed in this place in the morning.

At this time, a young girl came over. Her name is Qin Yuyao. She is still in college. She is an intern teacher who came this semester. She looks pure and lovely and has a good figure.

"Sister Ximen, you are really popular with children," Qin Yuyao asked humbly. "How can you get along so well with them? I've been here for half a month, and they don't listen to me at all."

Simon looked at her up and down and sighed, "what's wrong with you, a girl with such good conditions, to be a teacher in a private kindergarten? Is there anything you can't think of?"

"Ah? What's the matter?" Qin Yuyao didn't expect her to say so. She was also confused.

"It's tiring to get along with children, not only the body, but also the heart." Simon Qing picked up the picture just given to her by the child and handed it to her. "Look."

Qin Yuyao took a look and said, "the painting is very good. These children are worthy of being children of rich families. It's really excellent."

"Excellent... Pudding." Simon Qing wanted to say "egg", but he thought it was uncivilized, so he processed it.

"Look at a few more."

Qin Yuyao looked at the second picture: "eh?" she immediately looked at the third and fourth

"This... This..." after reading a total of ten paintings, she was silly. "Why do they draw the same apples?"

Whether in shape or angle, these apples are carved out of one mold.

Simon Qing said, "of course. Now parents like to send their children to cram schools. Cram schools are not like our kindergartens. They need to rob customers. How do you think they can let more people send their children to them?"

"How's it going?"

"Nature gives the best effect in the shortest time. For example, do you think they teach children how to observe and write? No, they teach only one painting method from this angle. Even if you put an orange in front of them, you will still draw the apple."

"This... This is too perfunctory." Qin Yuyao was stunned.

Simon Qing said, "parents can't see this kind of thing, because they can only see their children's paintings. Naturally, they think they are good. Only when we see more than ten or twenty of the same paintings every day will we feel that the slot is full. This is simply a kind of spiritual torture."

Qin Yuyao sighed, "this is not teaching children at all, but pleasing parents. It's all superficial Kung Fu."

"So, smart parents usually don't send their children to cram schools. What can such a young child learn? If you look carefully, you can find that these children like painting are usually driven by their mother in the morning."

"What does this mean?" Qin Yuyao is a cute new man and doesn't understand the doorway.

Ximen Qing may be smooth talking and said directly: "walking to school shows that he lives in this Bilan flower city. He is a real rich man, and those who want to drive their children to school are those who have no good kindergartens in their own community. Although they are also rich, the general family property will be one level worse. Most of them are upstarts, and the rate of raising their offspring will be so poor."

"Oh ~" Qin Yuyao didn't expect that there were these doorways here. He was distracted.

Ximen Qing reacted and said, "Hey, what am I telling you? It's just gossip. No matter what the children's family situation is, they have to be treated equally here. Don't try to please any child to climb a high branch. It's no use."

Qin Yuyao shook her head hard: "no, I don't want to be a junior to those local tyrants."

Simon Qing sighed: "so I just said I don't want to be a junior. What are you doing here? Do you hang out like me?"