The teacher won’t want to mess with them, will he?
In a short time, the brains of young children have turned several times. You look at me and I look at you. Finally, everyone looks at the new teacher in unison.
"Well, everyone did a good job. You shouldn’t make a scene when you are in class. You can make any noise after class." The children just showed that Qin Leran was very satisfied and guided them in the right direction.
"Little jealous sister, we all like you to give us lessons." The squad leader was confused and raised his hand to speak instead of the class.
Yan Gaoren is popular wherever he goes.
The children’s performance here is the most obvious. Of course, watching a beautiful sister’s class is the same as seeing an old-fashioned teacher’s class.
"I’m glad everyone likes me!" Qin Leran smiled and saluted the children and said, "Then I will introduce myself first, and then the students will introduce themselves one by one. We will tell stories and play games in this class today."
"Good" After listening to this class telling stories and playing games, the students were in high spirits and shouted in unison.
Qin Leran laughed. "Well, I’ll introduce myself first."
The children in the disaster area have just experienced the earthquake disaster and passed by death. Everyone of them is lucky to be alive.
Qin Leran believes that it is not the most important thing for them to learn knowledge now, but to bring them out of the shadow of the earthquake first so that they can learn better mentally.
In everyone’s expectant eyes, Qin Leran said slowly, "My name is Qin Leran, and I’ll give you a lesson in a month. You can call me Miss Qin or Sister Leran, or you can call me Sister Jealousy, as long as you are happy."
"Little jealous sister!" The class shouted at the same time, and everyone made a haha university sound together.
"I have grandparents, parents and brothers and younger brothers at home. By the way, my brother is about the same age as you, and he is still a very filial and lovely child." Qin Leran smiled. "Who will come after I introduce myself?"
"Sister Vinegar, I’ll come first, I’ll come first …" Several students raised their hands to introduce themselves first.
Qin Leran took one look and saw a little girl with a short head raise her hand by half, then shrank back with nervousness, summoned up the courage to raise her hand and shrank back again … This was repeated several times.
She waved to everyone to be quiet and smiled sweetly. "Don’t worry, students. Each of us has a chance to speak. Let’s give it to the classmate in the red sweater at the first opportunity, okay?"
The little girl was flattered and blushed.
The other students all looked at her in unison, and it was enviable that she could be named by the teacher first.
"Well, the classmate is you. Would you like to introduce yourself to everyone first?" Qin Leran’s soft voice made people feel comfortable, especially when her face was smiling and she gave the little girl an encouraging look.
The little girl was still a little scared when she saw her smiling face and encouraging her eyes. She took courage and walked to the podium.
"Shall we give encouragement to our brave classmates together?" Qin Leran took the lead in applauding the little girl to celebrate her early age, and she took the first step in her life.
The little girl smiled shyly and said slowly, "My name is Li Xiaoling, and I am in the third grade of primary school. I also have grandparents and parents at home."
"Xiaoling has a nice name. The teacher remembered it." Qin Leran caressed her head and said, "Xiaoling, do you have any stories to share with everyone?"
It’s the first time that Li Xiaoling has been treated so gently by the teacher. Suddenly, she feels that the teacher is tall, like her working mother in a distant place, which makes her feel so warm and warm.
"Xiaoling? No words and no "Qin Leran half squat down as far as possible with the child head-up.
Li Xiaoling shook his head shyly.
Qin Leran touched her head again. "No, then you go first and we’ll change to another classmate."
Hearing the teacher’s instructions, Li Xiaoling turned and ran for two steps, and then turned back. "I like you, too, teacher."
Simple words are the best gift for children to give Qin Leran. Of course, they are sure to like her.
There are several pinhole cameras in several very inconspicuous places in the tent. Everything that happened in the classroom reached Nan Zhai’s brain at the first time.
Qin Leran still wears suspenders, jeans and a white T-shirt, but today she added a white and black sweater coat outside.
Simply dressing up in Qin Leran’s body is still so lively and beautiful, and all the smiles are deeply imprinted in Nan Zhai’s mind.
Especially watching her interact with the children, her eyes are loving and gentle, and she is an excellent teacher.
Today, Nan Zhai finally saw another side of him.
He’s not that soft little girl anymore.
She has really grown up!
Chapter 7 Fierce brother little fan younger sister
"Little jealous sister, do you like anyone?"
Suddenly, a child came to the brain stereo for questioning. Nan Zhai immediately watched Qin Leran waiting for her answer.
"Of course ….." Qin Leran smiled sweetly in the brain screen, and the sound was soft and sweet. "I like my grandparents’ parents …"
"Little jealous sister, we are asking if you like boys?" Some students protested. Although they are young, they know a lot.
Love for elders is different from love for boys. Don’t try to fool around when they are young.
"Yes," Qin Leran smiled mysteriously and said, "I like boys, that is, you, Mr. President."
"Wow, Mr. President! Sister Jealousy likes us, Mr. President! ! ！” Students are happy to hear this answer.
They like the little jealous sisters and their heroes, which is really a heart-warming thing.
"But Mr. President has a girlfriend." Someone questioned.
As soon as this sentence came out, the little friends cheered, and suddenly they were depressed. They blinked and looked at Qin Leran.
They like the little vinegar altar, and their sister can’t be with the boy she likes. They say they are very sad.
The children’s words hit the sore spot in Qin Leran’s heart like a heavy fist, and her heart would hardly laugh.