Li Jingchen lowered his eyes and asked him: "What are you mumbling about?"
An An said in a childish voice: "I told you, don't look at any other aunties besides my mommy, or else I'll tell mommy when I get home."
Li Jingchen asked: "Did I read it?"
An An said: "Not yet."
Li Jingchen smiled slightly: "That's good."
The father and son talked all the way and arrived at Class 1, Grade 2.
"Here we are." After An An stood still, he pointed to the long table outside the class and said to Li Jingchen: "Well...you have to sign here before you can go in. Remember to sign in my
Next to the name."
Li Jingchen looked around and saw a male teacher and a female teacher sitting in front of the long table, both of whom he had never seen before.
Maybe Li Jingchen's presence was so strong that the two teachers sitting at the sign-in desk couldn't help but greet him: "Sir, are you from Fu Huaian..."
"I'm his father."
"He is my stepdad!"
Li Jingchen and An An said at the same time.
The two sounds are superimposed together, as if a speaker is placed next to the mouth, creating an amplification effect.
At this time, not only the two teachers, but also the other parents who were signing in, reflexively looked at their father and son.
Li Jingchen was calm about this.
An An's face felt hot at first, and then she relaxed.
Why do you say that?
A secret that he had kept secret for so long was finally revealed to the public. This feeling was like an arrow that had been fully stretched and finally shot out. He no longer had to dress up, and even had a feeling of "That's it."
, whatever you want to say” is a salty idea.
At this time, the male teacher who was signing all over the place said, "Dad Fu, please come over and sign."
"Yeah." After Li Jingchen walked over, he picked up the ballpoint pen on the table, found An An's name on the signature book, and then made a big stroke next to it.
While Li Jingchen was signing, the male teacher facing him said excitedly: "By the way, Dad Fu, your son did very well in the midterm exam again. Can you share it with everyone later?"
Now, how do you usually teach your children?"
With a "click" sound, Li Jingchen put down his ballpoint pen, nodded to the male teacher in front of him, and then took An An in.
The male teacher said happily: "Great, he agreed!"
The female teacher next to her suddenly changed her voice: "Hey, look!"
"What are you looking at?"
"Look at his name!" The female teacher stared at the three big characters on the signature book, her pupils trembling.
"What's wrong with his name? Isn't it Fu Shuo?"
The male teacher looked down casually, his eyes widening suddenly.
What is written on it is not Fu Shuo’s name at all, but the three words Li, Jing, and Chen!
The male teacher asked in horror: "He, he, he, he, is Li Jingchen?!"
The female teacher said: "How do I know? I was transferred to this school just this semester to teach art in this class! It's you, aren't you a veteran? Why don't you know him?"
The male teacher swallowed: "I've only taught physical education... It's already good that my classes are not taken away by other teachers. How can I get a chance to meet the students' parents?"