In the three-day childcare teacher assessment, half of the childcare teachers were cold, and related topics also hung on the readers' popular search list for three days.
Shen Mian finished the exam on the fourth day and finally started the live broadcast.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, the barrage filled the screen.
[The medal of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince: I finally waited until the dean woo woo woo, I haven't seen the dean for several days, and I almost want to die. After watching so many live broadcast rooms, I still think that the Dean is the best here. Send stars to the dean.]
[As long as the vanilla flavor: How did the dean do in the exam this time? Although I saw the hot search, I was really worried. A relative of mine came back from the exam and cried for a day.]
[Yeting the sound of wind and rain: Is this the one hundred percent dean of the hot search? Came across the link.]
[JiangJiangJiang: Me too! I haven't seen the cub for a long time!]
[Small cake cake: See the anchor on the hot search list! So I came to watch it specially, the anchor is as good-looking as the video. The cubs are also super cute.]
[Crystal Flower: Me too! The hot search video fell in love at first sight. The scene where the little dragon cub fell into the dean's arms was so handsome that I watched it several times.]
[Ice: I took a screenshot of the moving picture, whoever wants to click on my homepage to get it directly from the dynamic.]
Shen Mian stopped the live broadcast for two days before the exam. I thought that the live broadcast today would attract less attention, but as soon as the live broadcast started, more viewers than usual poured in. The translucent barrage in the holographic glasses Superimposed together, it even covered Shen Mian's sight. Shen Mian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he had been on the hot search after the exam on the first day. The number of views of that video could only exceed 100 million in one day. These new viewers should have been attracted by the hot search. .
Shen Mian paused and increased the transparency of the bullet screen of the holographic glasses to 80%, so that he could see the classroom clearly through the bullet screen: "I took the unified examination for kindergarten teachers a few days ago, so there has been no live broadcast."
"Live class today."
Shen Mian touched Yantan, who was flying around.
The dragon cubs had just eaten breakfast, and both Jie'an Xingfei and Lu Yuan were sitting in the classroom, and each table was covered with pen and paper. Lu Yuan sat on the seat and bit the pen, and from time to time he stretched out his claws to grab his face plate and round ears, and several lines of crooked handwriting were crossed out on the paper in front of him.
Xingfei and Jiian were sitting together, and there were various books spread on the table, such as "The Context of Short Essays", "The Beauty of Poetry", and "Appreciation of Beautiful Sentences", all of which were reference books to guide the young dragon's writing.
Jie An looked down at the book in front of him: "I always think this example is weird, but I can't think of a better one."
Xingfei took out a copy of "Classic Arguments" from the stack of books: "It feels different from the previous article, and the focus of the theme seems to be skewed. Let's see if there are other examples to replace it."
Lu Yuan jumped down from his seat and stood in front of Xing Fei and Jie'an. He looked at the table for a while, and found that he couldn't understand it, so he had to move back to his seat.
With drawing paper and a sketch pen in hand, Yantan fluttered her wings to observe the expressions of each dragon cub.
[The Seventh Legion Super God: What are the cubs doing? Are you doing paperwork? The Dean's lectures are super fast. My little nephew is the same age as Ji'an, and the course has not been half as long as the Dean.]
[Does your throat hurt today: Just after half a semester, the dean has already spoken a book.]
[Darkness: It doesn't seem to be a test. Jian and Xingfei are sitting together, and the three of them wrote differently. Jie An wrote a lot, and Xingfei wrote a little.]
[Nishii: Are you writing a post for Xinxing? Several children in my family are also writing, and they haven't finished writing eight hundred characters for half a month. They are crying while writing, which is even more difficult than Lu Yuan.]
[Xue Lulu: Yantan's cubs are so cute that they fly around, and even draw around with paper. We Yantan baby want to be a painter in the future, right?]
Shen Mian leaned on the podium to read the textbook, and didn't interfere with the little dragon cubs writing the manuscript: "Well, it's the new star's call for manuscripts. They wrote it later, Jie An and Xingfei have written it and are revising the text."
"Lu Yuan? The first edition of Lu Yuan has not been written yet. Yan Tan did not participate in the call for papers, and is now painting."
What Jie An wrote was a short essay of 800 words, and writing 800 words was not an easy task for the little dragon cubs. Most of the little dragon cubs need to be supervised by teachers and parents to complete short essays, and it is very rare for Jie An to complete the writing by himself.
Xingfei did not choose short essays, but wrote poems.
Shen Mian felt that the little girl should not be able to write poems praising the number of colors on the dean's body.
After all, apart from Yan Tan, there should be no other cubs who would pay attention to the several colors on the dean's body.
Yan Tan was lying in Shen Mian's arms, humming a tune and sketching on the paper, quickly sketching a Luyuan with a face grabbing a plate.
Lu Yuan's poems have been written for several days, and then the progress is still at the beginning.
The black and white fat man crossed out another line, then collapsed on the chair, feeling that he was useless.
[Writing a paper! : Like me writing a paper, I wrote a line and deleted a line, so I didn't write anything after a day.]
[True or False: Wuwuwu’s previous paper is too real.
Lu Yuan was paralyzed for a while, then raised his hand: "Dean, can Uncle He come over? I feel like if this goes on, my ears are either bald or my face is getting bigger."
Shen Mian raised his head when he heard the words: "Is it difficult to write? Can I give you some ideas?"
Yantan was still painting, and Shen Mian put the little dragon cub on the seat.
Lu Yuan: "I need inspiration. Uncle He talks the most."
Shen Mian thought for a while: "It is indeed."
He has always satisfied the reasonable requirements of the little dragon cubs, and got up and went out to find He Xing.
[Xue Lulu: Not only did the dean not refute, but he actually agreed with Lu Yuanyuan, dying of laughter.]
[Sudden transformation: What is the relationship between the dean and Mr. He?]
[The sky is full of stars: my friend... I actually prefer Mr. He, the dean is too cold and feels cold.]
[Song of the Rain: Dean Gao Leng is so cute on the outside, my friend, he is super cute on the inside, and he is full of cuteness.]
He Xing followed Shen Mian to the classroom, took a chair and sat beside Lu Yuan, pinching Lu Yuan's very elastic face: "I heard that you can't write poetry and ask me for help, come, let me pay attention to you, uncle ."
Shen Mian glanced at it, and felt that He Xing was quite reliable to bring the children, so he lowered his head and continued to prepare lessons.
He has finished speaking a book, and when the call for papers is over, it is time to open the next textbook for the dragon cubs.
Lu Yuan: "Uncle, how did you write it before? Are you also writing poetry?"
He Xing nodded: "I didn't want to write eight hundred words, so I had to write a poem, and I made up sixteen lines."
Lu Yuan immediately sat up straight: "Then uncle, please teach me how to get together... how to write poetry."
He Xing coughed softly: "First of all, we have to review the topic and make it clear what we want to write. When you look at this topic, we are asked to choose an object to describe."
It sounds reasonable at first.
Shen Mian nodded silently in his heart.
Xingfei and Jiian sat next to He Xing with small stools, waiting for Mr. He to continue his lectures in the small class.
He is a pure science student, and his composition deviates from the topic all the time. Like this lyrical type of article, he is scrapped as soon as he writes it, and the beginning is stuck.
He Xing: "The title asks to write about your favorite person or dragon. Think about it, who do you want to write about?"
Lu Yuan struggled for a while: "...Jian and Xingfei both wrote the dean, so I'll write about my grandfather."
He Xing rubbed Xiaobanlong's head: "Then write about grandpa. Do you remember how you and grandpa got along? Think about it more, then write these things down and simplify them into a few sentences."
Lu Yuan found it difficult: "But what do you want to write?"
It's hard to pick one out of so many things, how about simplifying
He Xing pressed his chin: "I remember what I wrote back then was that my father was training with me, and I never won or lost. No matter how frustrated or unwilling to learn, my father would tell me to stand up and continue. He also told me One word, I remember it to this day."
The little dragon cubs looked at He Xing eagerly.
Jie'an whispered: "Actually, the dean is like this. I often failed in the fire-breathing practice before. The dean never dislikes it and has always been by my side."
So we must do our best to be worthy of the dean.
Xing Fei quietly stretched out his hand to hold Shen Mian's sleeve, and smiled at Shen Mian: "Well, Dean is the best."
Jian and Xingfei are as sweet as candy.
Shen Mian lowered his eyes: "Who would be willing to dislike you?"
Jie An looked at He Xing: "Uncle, does your father often encourage you?"
He Xing suddenly fell silent, and after a while he spoke: "That's not true, he said if he doesn't do well, he will throw it out."
Little Dragon Cubs: "..."
Then what are you talking about like an inspirational story!
Shen Mian held the textbook and tried her best to resist the urge to smash the book on He Xing's head.
"You write this, can you still be selected?"
He Xing coughed: "Of course not. Didn't I give an example? This is the truth. My teacher also praised me and asked me to copy the poem ten times."
Shen Mian: "..."
Why didn't your teacher show the poem to your father
Lu Yuan's eyes lit up: "Then I wrote that I was once given to another dragon by my grandfather in a purse, and then traveled around the entire store!"
He Xing snapped his fingers: "Moving is not important at all, what is important is the truth, no matter how well their dragon cubs write, they are not made up, how can our stories have novelty and sincerity. I will teach you Lu Yuan, and the beginning is like this. Write 'Before I was...'"
Shen Mian couldn't bear it any longer: "You he... Are you teaching Lu Yuan to write poetry or teach him to write comedy?"
He kicked He Xing's stool, "Don't be mentally polluted here, get up."
He Xing didn't seem to be sitting firmly, and rammed into Shen Mian while leaning on the corner of the table.
Shen Mian's face gradually froze.
Jie An held Xing Fei's hand, and the two little dragon cubs moved to the side in small steps.
Jie An sighed in a decent manner: "Uncle He always thinks of some more miraculous things, and then he has to say it."
Xingfei thought for a while: "Maybe this is... let's fight."
Dean Shen threw away the textbook.
Lu Yuan quickly covered his eyes.
He Xing was in a hurry and gave birth to wisdom: "嘤—"
The author has something to say: I'll make up for He Longlong's childhood masterpiece later, it's late today, how about 30 red envelopes
He Longlong's childhood masterpiece "My Father"
i have a father
Outside, he is a general who is quasi (respect, typo) important to the people
At home, he was a majestic father
he exercises me a lot
He often eats my snacks for my teeth and body
In order to sharpen (typo +1) my will, often take me to training
No matter how badly I do, my father will sit by my side
tell me
If I don't do well, throw me out and pick up another one.
I told him
My mom will beat you up.
…
(unfinished)