There were more than sixty children in the entire Little Red Horse Academy, and everyone had a piece of cake.
"Who threw the finished cake plate on the ground? Which pot was it???" Xiaobai asked loudly.
Three small plates were thrown on the ground. They had just finished eating. I don't know who threw them on the ground.
"Who is it? Stand up for me???" Xiaobai looked around everyone, but no one came forward to admit it.
Xiaobai went crazy.
Xiaomi ran over to smooth things over, picked up the plate on the ground, threw it into the trash can, and said to everyone: "After eating, you have to throw it into the trash can. Don't throw it on the ground. That's not good hygiene. Do you understand?"
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"I know~"
The other children responded one after another.
"So good."
Xiaomi gave a demonstration and left.
After that, sure enough, no children threw the dishes on the floor, and they all put them in the trash can obediently.
In the classroom, Cheng Cheng is going to tell a story.
Today is Xiao Weiwei’s birthday, and her story gathering is an essential part, and everything told is what Xiao Weiwei ordered.
Moreover, Xiao Weiwei can sit in the front row tonight.
Xiao Weiwei's little face lit up and she was beaming with joy.
Liuliu had already taken a seat and sat next to Xiao Weiwei. Next to her were Robin Bai and Tian Xiaoya who had been following her. Dudu was behind them.
Xiao Weiwei felt that her birthday was really fulfilling, happy and joyful.
Her birthday has never been so lively before.
She really hopes to stay in Little Red Pony Academy forever and be friends with everyone forever.
One of her birthday wishes is this.
In the evening, Zhu Xiaojing came.
Liuliu kept her promise and introduced Xiao Weiwei to Mama Zhu.
Zhu Xiaojing didn’t expect that she would have a little fan girl. She laughed for a while with her arms akimbo, and then had a friendly chat with Xiao Weiwei, talking about her sentiments about the job of a reporter, and finally encouraged Xiao Weiwei to enrich herself while she was still young.
Learn more about yourself and become a good reporter in the future.
Xiao Weiwei expressed her gratitude to Zhu's mother for her encouragement and said that she would follow her mother's example and strive to grow up as soon as possible and become a reporter who is useful to society.
"There will be a reporter's day in a few days. You can come to our TV station to visit. Do you want to come?" Zhu Xiaojing suddenly threw out this big gift package, which directly made Xiao Weiwei dizzy.
"Can I go?" Xiao Weiwei's face turned red with excitement.
Zhu Xiaojing said: "Of course, of course you can go. As long as you want to go, I will take you there. Not only will you be able to visit the TV station that day, but there will also be many young reporters like you. You can make friends."
Little Weiwei almost jumped up.
"I'm going to go!! Thank you, Mama Zhu, for taking me there!!"
Xiao Weiwei was extremely excited.
Her mother Zhong Fei also thanked Zhu Xiaojing. She rarely saw Xiao Weiwei so excited.
The meeting between Zhu Xiaojing and Xiao Weiwei ended in a friendly atmosphere, and Zhu Xiaojing took Liuliu away from the academy.
And Xiao Weiwei's birthday ended successfully tonight. After saying goodbye to everyone, she and her mother left the school together.
On the way back, Zhu Xiaojing continued to praise Xiao Weiwei.
Compared with Xiao Weiwei, her family is even more clueless, laughing and joking all day long.
"Mother Zhu, why didn't you tell me about the Little Press Day?" Liuliu finally couldn't help but ask.
Zhu Xiaojing said nonchalantly: "You didn't ask me either."
"How did I know there was a little reporter, Ri Ya?"
"You want to go?"
"Go to the duck, I want to go."
Zhu Xiaojing stared at Liuliu in surprise. She was surprised that Liuliu wanted to participate in this.
"When did you become interested in your mother's job?" Zhu Xiaojing asked.
Liuliu laughed, and then asked curiously: "Mother Zhu, what do you do every day as a reporter?"
Zhu Xiaojing stared at her again. Forget it, no matter whether she was really interested or not, asking this question meant that Liuliu had changed.
She patiently told Luliu about the main job of a reporter.
After listening to this, Liuliu said: "Mother Zhu, no wonder you are so busy every day. Being a reporter is really hard."
Zhu Xiaojing said: "Hard work is hard, but which job is not hard? Being a reporter is hard, but it is meaningful. If you love it, you won't feel hard."
Liuliu deeply agrees: "I still want to find a job with more money, less work and close to home, like Boss Zhang."
Zhu Xiaojing really wanted to slap Liuliu on the butt, but after thinking about it, she decided not to do it. This is the true nature of Liuliu.
At the same time, Xiao Weiwei was returning home happily carrying a large bag of gifts, most of which were small socks, but there were also many other gifts.
She is currently wearing the pink helmet that Xi'er gave her.
The little girl with the beret Dudu gave her was held in her arms.
She put the frame Xiaobai gave her on the bridge of her nose, looking majestic.
The little girl is so happy tonight, she can laugh out loud just thinking about it.
When she got home, the little girl happily placed the gifts on the crib and introduced them to her mother one by one.
"This pair of socks was given to me by Xiaobai, this pair was given to me by Xiaoxiaobai, and this pair was given to me by Xier, and this pair was given to me by Xiaolizi..."
Listening to Xiao Weiwei's introduction, Zhong Fei was surprised and asked: "Do you remember who gave each pair as a gift?"
Xiao Weiwei continued to count the gifts she received, and said at the same time: "Remember, I remember it."
"You are so powerful. Mom is not as powerful as you."
"Hahahahaha, my mother is also very powerful. All mothers are very powerful, super powerful."
"Really? Haha, what's so great about mom?"
"Mom gave birth to a baby, this is great."
Zhong Fei touched her little head and said softly: "Mom can meet such a good baby like you. I don't know how many good things she did in her previous life."
Xiao Weiwei said: "Xiao Xiaobai said that this is the fate we cultivated in our previous life, hahaha~~~"
Zhong Fei pinched her little face and said, "Who gave you this little book?"
"It's Liuliu!" Xiao Weiwei picked up the little notebook and said, "Liuliu said that when you are a young reporter, you need to have your own little notebook. Mom, look, Liuliu also gave me a pen. It's really cool.
,The pomegranates are really good.”
Zhong Fei smiled and said, "Really? I think I heard you say before that everyone thinks porridge people are bad."
Little Weiwei tilted her head and thought about it seriously and said: "Mom, I thought about it seriously. I still think Liuliu is very good. She is just a little naughty. She is a good child."
Immediately, she added, "Her mother is nicer."
Zhong Fei laughed loudly. It seemed that Liuliu's mother was good, which led to the improvement of Liuliu's score.
She asked curiously: "Xiao Weiwei, why do you want to be a little reporter?"
She had never seriously understood Xiao Weiwei's hobby. She only thought that a child was interested in reporters for a while on a whim. However, Xiao Weiwei had been talking about the little reporter for a long time, and it seemed that she was serious about it.
Xiao Weiwei continued to count her gifts without raising her head and said, "Because dad is that kind of person, and I want to be like dad."
