The kindergarten that Zhong Yiru attends is an international school. International schools naturally have the standards of international schools. Not just anyone can enter, and the most important threshold for admission is the IQ test.
But unfortunately, Zhenzhen's child's IQ is very average, not too bad, but not good enough. According to the rules of the kindergarten, he does not meet the admission requirements.
However, little Zhenzhen is very persistent, who cares which kindergarten is better? As long as Brother Yiru is here! I don’t have to go to school here, I just want to be with Brother Yiru!
Ye Qing lowered his head and looked at his daughter's persistent expression, and couldn't help but want to laugh. It seemed that this baby marriage was really the right one!
Although the conditions are not quite met, it is only a kindergarten after all, so it can still be accommodated.
International schools pay more attention to the cultivation of children's comprehensive quality, not only learning textbook knowledge, but also training in some hobbies, such as chess classes, painting classes, poetry recitation classes, etc.
Zhenzhen, a child, has no other special skills. She can dance well, her arms and legs are very soft, and she has a strong sense of music rhythm, so she enthusiastically signed up for the dance class and successfully entered the kindergarten as a "student with special talents".
A classmate of a Confucian child.
New students are required to introduce themselves when entering school. Child Zhenzhen stood on the stage and said openly to the teachers and classmates below, "Hello everyone, my name is Gao Yuying, and my nickname is Zhenzhen. I am the fiancée of brother Yiru."
,Please exhibitions!"
After saying that, he bowed respectfully and in a decent manner.
The head teacher's expression suddenly became very exciting, "Fiancée?"
"Yes!" Zhenzhen, a child, nodded her head affirmatively, with a very serious expression on her face.
The head teacher couldn't help but laugh. He felt that this new little girl was a bit unreliable. He turned to look at Zhong Yiru who was sitting in his seat and asked, "Is what she said true?"
"..." Zhong Yiru's handsome little face was blue and red, and he said nothing, his teeth itching with hatred.
When Zhenzhen saw that he didn't answer, she couldn't help but became anxious. She ran down the podium and ran to Zhong Yiru's seat. She shook his arm with her little hand and said, "Brother Yiru, why don't you speak?"
Do you think I am your fiancée? Tell me!"
"..." Little Zhong Yiru still kept his mouth tightly closed and said nothing, but the anger on his face was rising.
Child Zhenzhen became even more anxious, almost crying, and rubbed her eyes in grievance, "Oh...Brother Yiru doesn't like me anymore..."
Zhong Yiru couldn't help but roll his eyes. When did he like her?
"Woo... I want to go home... go home to find my mother... and Aunt Xiaoxun..."
What? She is going to complain to her parents?
Zhong Yiru immediately lost his composure, so what's the point? He is a good son in the eyes of his mother. If her mother knew that he made Zhenzhen cry in anger in the kindergarten, her mother would definitely be very disappointed in him.
"Yes, yes, everything she said is true, she is my fiancée!" Zhong Yiru quickly admitted.
Huh? The head teacher was shocked.
Child Zhenzhen immediately broke down in tears and laughed, but her little face had turned into a little cat from crying. If you look closely, you can see that she still has runny nose and tears, so pitiful.
Zhong Yiru took a sneak peek and felt very guilty.
"Okay, stop crying, it's so ugly!" He said deliberately fiercely to hide his distress.
The child Zhenzhen had just stopped crying, but she suddenly felt a little aggrieved by him being so cruel, especially in front of so many classmates and teachers, she felt a little embarrassed.
You must know that no matter how old a girl is, her self-esteem is very strong, especially in front of outsiders, and she cannot tolerate criticism. Therefore, little Zhenzhen felt aggrieved, curled her lips, and wanted to shed tears again. But this time, she
I didn't dare to cry like I did just now, because I felt ashamed, so I turned into sobbing aggrievedly, with my little shoulders shrugging.
"..." Zhong Yiru opened his mouth but hesitated, but on his always cool little face, there was a slight expression of regret, annoyance, confusion, bewilderment and many other expressions.
"Okay, baby, don't cry, I'll feel sorry for you." Zhong Yiru said softly.
Hey, he also meant to persuade her not to cry, but why did he feel that this was so awkward? But last Sunday, my mother cried while watching a TV series at home, and then my father coaxed her like this. After a while, my mother stopped crying.
So this trick should be quite effective, right?
Oh, by the way, my father even brought a tissue to wipe my mother’s tears!
Zhong Yiru, who is only three years old, does not know much, but he is influenced by Zhong Lingtian, so he performs quite well. He lowered his head and rummaged through his small schoolbag, took out a pack of tissues from it, and took one out to hold in his hand.
inside.
"Don't cry, I'll wipe it for you, be good!" Zhong Yiru tried his best to please, but his tone was firm.
However, Zhenzhen is only three years old and she can't understand that much. Even so, she is quite satisfied.
Child Zhong Yiru gently wiped the tears of child Zhenzhen. Although he was reluctant, the movements of his hands became gentle unknowingly.
So after a while, the two people shook hands and made peace.
"Teacher, I want to sit with brother Yiru, is that okay?" Zhenzhen, a child, raised her hand.
"Of course!" Who would be willing to break up such a pair of childhood sweethearts?
In this way, the child Zhenzhen not only became the classmate of the child Zhong Yiru, but also became his deskmate! She is simply a big winner in life!
Zhong Yiru, on the other hand, has a frown on his face. These days are getting harder and harder!
"Brother Yiru, can we go to the playground to play together after class?"
"Brother Yiru, where is the bathroom? Can you take me there? I'm afraid of getting lost..."
"Brother Yiru, I didn't have enough for breakfast. Can you give me half of the bread?"
"Brother Yiru, how do you solve this question? I don't know how to..."
"Brother Yiru..."
"Brother Yiru..."
Child Zhenzhen kept chattering next to child Zhong Yiru day after day.
Child Zhong Yiru's ears were almost calloused, but he had no choice. Every time he faced the pitiful little face of child Zhenzhen asking for help, he could only sigh and give in, give in, and give in again.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them have been attending classes, finishing classes, eating, and playing together for a week. Child Zhenzhen is very happy every day. Child Zhong Yiru is also very adaptable. He is even used to having a little sparrow chirping next to him. If
He wasn't used to not hearing her speak for half an hour!
All in all, although the relationship between the two seems to be uncoordinated, it is actually very good.