Vol 2 Chapter 396: Su Xiangli in the kindergarten

Lu Zhengkang chatted with classmate Su Xiangli, who could not chat, for a while, the sorting work was quickly completed, and the list and schedule were sent to each child's mobile phone mailbox.
Chunya New Kindergarten is divided into three grades and five classes. There are more than 80 students in total. There are two small classes and two large classes. There is also a preparatory class. Most of the children in the small class are four years old, and some are three years old. , After one year of study, enter the large or preparatory class according to the grades. The preparatory class has very high requirements and the curriculum is basically similar to that of the elementary school.
Lu Zhengkang looked at the schedule for the first time, absolutely, at seven in the morning and six in the afternoon. Eleven hours, still kindergarten, ma.
The education thing really has to be grabbed from the doll, all of which are ruthless doll-grabbing machines.
Lu Zhengkang has sorrows, but Su Xiangli on the side is very calm. After all, she doesn't know how happy the kindergarten at the beginning of the century looked like. There is no harm without comparison.
"Zhengzheng, which class are you in? I'm in Chunsun class."
When Lu Zhengkang heard Chunsun, he was a little greedy, and he almost didn't slobber when he spoke, "I, um, suck, it's also Chunsun."
Su Xiangli liked it, "It's such a coincidence, we must be a superhero group."
Lu Zhengkang's scalp numb, "There are only two small classes. It is very possible that we are in the same class."
"This is the will of the Feitian Noodle God! Hululu!" Su Xiangli raised his hands and chanted, causing the parents around to laugh.
Lu Zhengkang is about to collapse, and this little girl is only three or four years old, OK, why even the Feitian Noodle God knows! And he would use a high-level vocabulary like "will", mother, the children at the end of the 21st century are terrible!
It's almost nine o'clock, and it's time to start class right away. Parents bid farewell to their children. Several children cried. The scene suddenly became chaotic and embarrassing.
"Stop crying, good-natured girl..."
"Don't cry, I took a picture of you, what a shame."
Everyone showed their magical powers, the adults bent over, or squatted down, trying to look at the children, while the crying children closed their eyes, with tragic expressions, and their little hearts were steeped in fear and sadness.
They cry in embarrassment, but they are also very real, at least it makes Lu Zhengkang feel faintly comforted.
Say a thousand words and ten thousand.
I am the one from the past...
At this time, the old brother said he would pick up Lu Zhengkang from school, and then left reluctantly. Lu Zhengkang was stunned and did not say goodbye to him. Student Su Xiangli on the other side solemnly told his robot Baiyang Yangzhen, "After you get home, you must work hard. If the sun is good, take the quilt out and dry it, Oh!"
"No problem, Lizi, I know, leave it to me~" Baiyangyang really sounded like a soft young woman, lively and gentle.
Adults and children are separated one after another, and now the teachers who stay here are responsible for everything.
A male teacher in his twenties raised his head and shouted in a low and loud voice: "Children in the Spring Sun Class, come with the teacher, let's go to the classroom."
"Children in the Hummingbird Class..."
There are less than twenty students in a class, with one class teacher and three life teachers, all young people, starting at the lowest level of social credit, character and psychological tests once a month, and monitoring throughout the kindergarten to eliminate any safety hazards.
Lu Zhengkang opened the class schedule. Today is Monday, with two classes in the morning and three classes in the afternoon. In addition, there are leisure time such as lunch, lunch break, afternoon tea, and games.
Unexpectedly, after decades, the social rhythm in China is still very tight, but when the pursuit of efficiency has become an instinct, it appears to be less impatient, especially in the intelligent age, with tight task arrangements and low repetitive personnel. Allocating is saving time for everyone.
After signing up, classes began. Lu Zhengkang's first class in school in his life was Chinese.
When the class started, the difference between people immediately appeared. Some children are well-behaved, focused, and have strong self-control, some are stupid, and some are restless, strange and very inefficient in class. If their electronic equipment is not equipped with teacher control components, it is estimated that no one of these little guys will attend the class.
In this case, Lu Zhengkang stared at Teacher Wang in the Chinese class, wondering what he could do.
Teacher Wang is a tall and thin black-haired man in a white shirt. He wears blue-framed flat glasses. His overly strong book spirit makes him look rather sad and weak, but he often laughs and sees that the classroom atmosphere is not good. I picked a video in front of the projector and played it.
The lights in the classroom dimmed, and the children first became quiet in the dark, and then there was a greater movement. Lu Zhengkang covered his ears, and the excessive sound waves almost destroyed his thinking ability.
"Zhengzheng!" Qingyue's piano sounded, and everyone was attracted by this extraordinary sound.
The holographic projection is in the dark classroom, and a piano player in white is played above the rows of desks.
Lu Zhengkang raised his head to stare at him, the illusory projection was covered with a faint soft light, there was a dreamy illusion, and the sound completely transmitted the sound of the piano.
this is……
Lu Zhengkang felt a strong emotion like an electric shock rushing out of his back, and the tone was very familiar.
It is "Big Fish and Begonia".
Not for sorrow but for beauty, only because of the world's dilemma.
The artistic conception of beauty is often blurred and sad. Beauty is a kind of sadness.
The children were shocked and quieted down.
After the noise disappears, the sense of existence of the tune itself is infinitely magnified, just like a curtain that can cover all the senses.
Lu Zhengkang looked at Teacher Wang. In the beautiful and sad music, the projected light would illuminate his side cheeks, and the person hiding behind the plain glasses, his eyes were full of gentle stories.
The book was so angry that it choked his nose. Lu Zhengkang couldn't help laughing.
Su Xiangli was sitting on his right hand, she leaned forward and poke Lu Zhengkang's waist with her left hand.
"Well, what are you doing?" Lu Zhengkang's body is a bit ticklish now, and there are few children who are not ticklish. Miss Su's fingers are like small onions. It doesn't hurt to poke people, but it's almost weak ~ EbookFREE.me~ Let Lu Zhengkang pop out of the chair.
"Look at Teacher Wang." whispered.
"What happened to him?" lowered his voice.
"Mom said people who like to listen to old songs are treasures."
Lu Zhengkang looked speechless, "Do you know this song?"
"Well, I learned the piano on the Internet, and the teacher played the song "Big Fish" for us."
"You play the piano? Can you play it?"
"We use the simulator."
"Oh, that's right." Lu Zhengkang also recalled that nowadays musicians basically use simulators in their creations, that is, musical instruments in the virtual world. The essence is music programming software, which is effortless and has many benefits.
"I don't know how to play now, I will play it for you in the future."
Lu Zhengkang said perfunctorily: "Uhhhhhh..."
Su Xiangli sternly said, "I'm serious, this is a woman's promise!"
This is a woman's promise. This sentence comes from a domestic film "BirthDay" in the 1940s. The heroine is a 34-year-old single mother. Although the plot is relatively old-fashioned, the actor who plays the mother is superb. , Full of tension, a promise that this is a woman made countless people weep with emotion.
Lu Zhengkang coughed, remembering the phrase "man's intuition" he liked to say when he was young, and suddenly felt a little secretive shame, "You are still a girl, not a woman."
Su Xiangli's eyes were round, like two sesame glutinous rice in syrup, watery, shiny, brown iris like maple syrup, black pupils have two reflections, one bright and one dark, and the bright one is the person playing the piano in the video. , The dark one is Lu Zhengkang.
"I thought about it, and I think you are right." Su Xiangli pursed his lips, "I changed my mouth. This is the girl's promise, my Su Xiangli's promise!"
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