Yu Qian did not agree with the plan proposed by Teacher Zheng. It has been a while since the preschool started, but she discovered that the child Pei Chuan never raised his hand once and asked the teacher to help him go to the toilet.
When Yu Qian saw the little boy's chapped lips in summer, she understood immediately.
Pei Chuan is a child with a sense of self-esteem. Although his mood has not changed much, no one knows what he thinks. If changing seats would cause him great harm, Yu Qian didn't think it was a good idea.
However, Mr. Zheng's proposal of Pei Chuan to push Bei Yao made Yu Qian a little embarrassed.
If Pei Chuan really bullied Xiao Bei Yao, it would be inappropriate for Xiao Bei Yao to sit with him.
Yu Qian thought about it and decided to observe for a day before talking.
In the morning, Teacher Yu brought Fang Minjun to the classroom and asked her to introduce herself to the children.
The four-year-old Fang Minjun is wearing a white princess dress with long soft hair draped. She always remembers to learn from Chang Xue with a frown and a smile, so she has no expression on her immature face, and said seriously: "My name is Fang Minjun. I am four years old this year. I hope I can get along well with the children."
This is what Fang Minjun's father Fang Xin taught. Fang Minjun said it, and Teacher Yu Qian took the lead and applauded. Fang Minjun this year is undoubtedly clean and beautiful, and there is a wholehearted applause in the classroom.
Beiyao's green jacket has short sleeves in cotton with tender yellow pullovers, and underneath are bean green shorts that are knee-long.
This bright color is lively and dirty, and she didn't have white clothes when she was a child-Zhao Zhilan was afraid of children getting dirty.
Maybe Fang Minjun alone can wear a white princess dress in the class.
Fang Minjun was temporarily arranged to sit alone at the first table specially set out at the door of the classroom. She was young and aggrieved.
Fang Minjun thought, everyone has the same table, but she doesn't. It's not like that in kindergarten. Children in kindergarten all like to play with her. Besides, Pei Chuan, who has no legs, is at the same table, why should he sit alone? Wasn't Pei Chuan alone before? She wanted to go home and miss her mother, but when she saw Bei Yao with her schoolbag on the far left of the classroom, she felt that she couldn't go back!
At the end of the first get out of class, Fang Minjun was surrounded by several children.
There are children who used to go to kindergarten together, and there are children who think Fang Minjun is good-looking and look like sister Chang Xue on TV. Fang Minjun's heart is cared by everyone so that it feels better.
Bei Yao carefully took out the clean apple from the bag.
The big apple is red, and Zhao Zhilan prepared it for her because she was afraid that she would be hungry in preschool.
She looked at it lovingly, then turned to look at Pei Chuan: "Pei Chuan, do you eat apples?"
Pei Chuan was writing in the Tianzi grid on the homework book. The September sunlight shone into the door from the window, and it was a bit dark on the window. Pei Chuan lowered his eyes, his black eyes fell on the workbook, and did not speak. When he ignored her, Bei Yao understood. This is no, don't bother him.
She turned her head happily and asked Ni Hui and Gu Xinghua if they could eat it.
The two children in the back row nodded.
Pei Chuan held the pencil tightly. He turned his head to see, his little deskmate's head was tilted, using a knife to divide the apples. The ribbon of her buds trembled and shook with difficulty.
His eyes turned to the small knife, which was Bei Yao's pencil sharpening knife. Maybe it was because the girl's mother taught that Bei Yao carefully washed the knife with water before starting to cut. The corners of his mouth were pressed into a straight line.
Pei Chuan is not happy.
He didn't eat apples, Bei Yao had no objection to eating Pei Chuan by himself, but Ni Hui and Gu Xinghua ate them, and that kind of uncontrollable anger came out uncontrollably in an instant.
This well-behaved, stupid, and good-tempered little dumpling brought his unhappiness and irritability to the peak.
When Bei Yao divided the apples, Chen Hu came.
Fat Dun'er is greedy and has a thicker skin. He asked Xiaobeiyao for apples. Xiaobeiyao's memory of third grade is also very simple. She didn't have too many twists and turns, so she gave it generously.
Chen Hu bit the sweet apple, his cheeks bulged, and said compassionately: "Bei Yao, I will take you to catch sparrows this year."
Myolie Beiyao had clear eyes and nodded with a smile.
Chen Hu hummed a song and left.
Pei Chuan's pencil lead suddenly broke off.
He suddenly realized that Xiaobeiyao is good to everyone. He is not a special one, because he thinks... because he thinks...
He looked down, took out a knife, and began to sharpen the pencil.
His fingertips were pale, but his pen sharpening was sharper than her cutting an apple.
Bei Yao didn't know that Pei Chuan was unhappy. Pei Chuan, who had been cold-faced, was both happy and unhappy. She has memories within five years, but her mind is still a child.
This is the hottest day in September. The sun is high in the afternoon and the temperature is comparable to midsummer. During class in the afternoon, Bei Yao kept drinking water. She was greedy and put a little sugar in the water, so there was not much water in it. Because she usually asked for Pei Chuan after drinking water.
The water in his glass is always full, and he doesn't know how to drink it himself, often when Beiyao looks at it with eyes, he gives it to her.
Bei Yao drank her water and turned her head to look at Pei Chuan.
The boy's eyelashes are also long, but they are not raised, and his eyes will cover the emotions in his eyes well. The side face is somewhat bitter than the delicate outline.
"Pei Chuan, I want to drink water." With a soft voice from her little milk, she uncovered the water cup, stretched her small arms forward, and asked him for water.
Usually at this time, Pei Chuan would unscrew the water cup and pour it into her cup.
However, Pei Chuan didn't move today, she watched eagerly.
He slowly raised his eyes, looking at her with dark eyes.
—I’m upset.
His eyes can't cover up his emotions well, but Bei Yao can't understand it. She looked at him blankly, thinking that she understood what he meant, and happily put the water glass on the side of his table.
Pei Chuan: "..."
Pei Chuan pushed her water glass back, then took out a pencil, and clearly drew a "38 line" from one end of the screw on the wooden table to the other.
He was meticulous, he didn't take advantage of her, and didn't let Bei Yao a little bit.
A small wooden table that is not big, half divided by two people.
He was cold-hearted and blocked her from the outside.
Bei Yao stared blankly.
Isn't this the dividing line that only begins to appear in the first and second grades? Are she and Pei Chuan the first children to appear in the class
She found sadly that the little boy hated herself.
Yu Qian in front of the podium frowned and watched this scene. Could it be that Teacher Zheng was right that Pei Chuan didn't like Bei Yao, and would he bully her even when sitting together
If this is the case, if Pei Chuan is not willing to sit at the same table with Xiao Bei Yao, it is best to let Bei Yao and Fang Minjun sit together.
Teacher Yu decided to ask a few children what they think. She had asked Fang Minjun before. Fang Minjun said, "Teacher, I want to sit with the kids."
Then just ask Pei Chuan.
There was still some time before Pei Haobin came to pick up Pei Chuan from school. Teacher Yu pushed the wheelchair and asked Pei Chuan to wait in the teacher's office first. She asked the little boy: "Do you want to sit with the little friend Bei Yao?"
Pei Chuan raised his face.
His black eyes are pure, like a deep black in the glass marbles that year.
He did not speak, so Yu Qian had to say frankly with the little boy: "Now there is a little sister named Fang Minjun in the class, and Xiaochuan also knows her today. The teacher wants to ask you if you want to sit alone or with Bei Yao Sit with the children, or with Fang Minjun's children?"
Yu Qian was worried, she was most afraid of hearing the last answer.
Although it was a multiple-choice question for Pei Chuan, it seemed that the initiative had been in the hands of Pei Chuan, but Teacher Yu was afraid that he would choose Fang Minjun. After all, Pei Chuan was willing, but Fang Minjun was mostly unwilling.
But Fang Minjun, the child is really beautiful and beautiful, and he has the title of "Little Jade Girl". It would be the most difficult if Pei Chuan chose Fang Minjun.
September hasn't ushered in the coolness of autumn, Pei Chuan's lips, flaps and throat are so dry that they sting.
He said in a tone so low that Yu Qian was almost inaudible, "I'm alone."
When Teacher Yu heard this answer, he was relieved at the same time, feeling a little sad. She said softly: "Xiaochuan, children need to drink plenty of water for their health. If you want to go to the bathroom, you can ask a teacher. Teacher Yu is very happy to take care of you, don't you know if you want to pee?"
Pei Chuan didn't answer.
When he said "I am alone", although he tried to calm down as much as possible, he was only five years old this year, his eyes were sore and he almost shed tears. This is already his limit, and he can no longer calmly answer the teacher's second question.
When the children left, Teacher Yu Qian told Teacher Zheng Pei Chuan's answer.
Teacher Zheng nodded: "This is good. I will tell Bei Yao tomorrow and let her sit with Fang Minjun."
It can only be the.
When came to class the next morning, Bei Yao had forgotten the unpleasantness of yesterday. She opened the schoolbag bag and took out a small and lovely bamboo dragonfly from it.
The bamboo dragonfly cut off the sharp small wooden thorns and was polished stupidly.
Bei Yao didn't understand why Pei Chuan was so unhappy yesterday. When she went back to think about it in the evening, she begged her father to make her a "little dragonfly".
She helped Bei Licai sweep the floor, and the four-year-old doll was funny and strenuous with a broom. Bei Licai couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to make a beautiful bamboo dragonfly for her.
At this moment, Bei Yao handed the bamboo dragonfly over: "This one can fly." Bei Yao showed it to him. She held the bamboo stick in her little hand and rubbed it. The horizontal propeller "wing" spun, and Bei Yao let go. The dragonfly flew out, hit the wall in the front corner of the classroom, and then slowly fell.
She used little force, so the bamboo dragonfly didn't fly far.
Pei Chuan looked at her, and the breeze came through the window, blowing her fine hair and the ribbon on the buds. She ran to pick it up happily, spread her small hand, and gave him the bamboo dragonfly: "Give it to you, don't be angry."
Pei Chuan couldn't tell how he felt in his heart.
That little hand, like a lesson, crossed their "Chu River and Han Realm", tender and soft, obviously without any attacking power, but it made him feel unreasonably uncomfortable.
He also ignored the existence of the dividing line, took the bamboo dragonfly with a bit of inexplicable sorrow, and saw that her Xing'er eyes were lit up for an instant.
In mid-September, which was about to enter autumn, she lowered her head and opened the lid of the drinking glass to drink, and her face was almost buried in the drinking glass.
She didn't know anything, she didn't know that he had "abandoned" her long ago, and she didn't know that he was no longer angry.
Pei Chuan's pale hand rubbed the bamboo dragonfly. His father was an excellent detective, but he couldn't make such a toy. For the first time, he saw an inanimate thing flying lightly by himself. Pei Chuan didn't need such a toy. He didn't have double legs. If he let it fly, he wouldn't be able to pick it back by himself.
The only thing he can do is hold it in his hand.
After class, Teacher Yu Qian said: "Bei Yao, go sit with Fang Minjun." As soon as the words came out, the noisy preschool class was quiet for a moment. The children all looked at Pei Chuan subconsciously, and then at Fang Minjun.
Baiyao grabbed the little panda on her schoolbag and raised her eyes in a daze. She first glanced at Teacher Yu Qian, who didn't seem to be telling a joke, and then at Fang Minjun, who had a stern face on the far right of the classroom. Finally turned his head to look at Pei Chuan.
There was childishness and ignorance in her eyes, like the smudge in the ink painting, and she asked him suspiciously why the teacher asked her to leave
Pei Chuan removed his eyes and looked at his empty trouser legs calmly and indifferently.