After the failure to form a group, the actor confessed to me on the whole network

Chapter 418

The script of "Lonely Night Sleepless" has been re-polished for nearly a year. At this time, Cen Xiangxing was three years old and was sent to kindergarten by his parents.

In fact, she doesn't like the learning environment in kindergarten very much, because the students are so immature, and so are the teachers.

Every time Cen Shang or Xiang Meng, or the two of them came to pick him up, his classmates and teachers would cover their mouths with wide-eyed expressions of disbelief.

What's unbelievable about this?
She is the daughter of her parents. It has been so long, why haven't they accepted this fact?

Cen Xiangxing was very distressed, but he was very obedient. He didn't bother his parents with his troubles, because they were both busy.

Only in the last few days, Cen Xiangxing has a new trouble.

Mom and Dad are going to hold a wedding, but she can't be their flower girl because of some customs and rules that she doesn't understand at all.

It's a pity that I can't walk the red carpet with my parents. Cen Xiangxing was so depressed that he pushed the child who was sleeping next to her during lunch break.

She doesn't sleep well. In the past, when she was in a good mood, she would be fine if she didn't sleep, but now she is in a bad mood. She wants to sleep to relieve her worries, but the child is snoring loudly. Holding back, he pushed the opponent awake.

"Yes." Cen Xiangxing has always been the most polite child. She is the pride of her parents and cannot discredit her parents.

The young and beautiful kindergarten teacher squatted right in front of Cen Xiangxing, and asked her gently: "Xiang Xing, why did you push Wanting? Aren't you good friends?"

It doesn't matter if this crying, the other children were also woken up, everyone cried together, almost tore off the roof...

"it is good."

Cen Xiangxing pursed his lips, and after careful consideration, he replied seriously: "Dad said children can't lie, so I have to clarify with the teacher that Wan Ting is not my good friend, and I don't like her.

She snores every day, it's so loud, I can't sleep. "

After Cen Xiangxing seriously apologized to Wan Ting, the teacher reported the matter to the principal. The principal thought carefully and moved Wan Ting, who was snoring, to another room alone.

this day.

"It's possible that I didn't sleep at all. If you tolerate her, I will be out of energy all afternoon."

The kindergarten teachers who heard the noise rushed over one after another, comforted the crying children one by one, and called Cen Xiangxing, the only one who was not crying, out of the door.

Cen Xiangxing was a little dazed, but he felt that he had caused trouble, so he pursed his lips silently.

The little girl got up very angry, and when she woke up, she didn't even look at Cen Xiangxing's beautiful little face, let alone give the other party a chance to explain, so she started crying.

The teacher was dumb, but quickly found a breakthrough: "Wan Ting is not in good health, and has always had such problems, but as classmates, shouldn't we tolerate some small shortcomings of other students?
Child Xiang Xing has done a great job in the past. "

They have learned the cause and effect from the surveillance video, but Cen Xiangxing has a special status, and the park decided to give her a chance to explain.

"Okay, the teacher understands, can the teacher help Xiang Xing solve the problem?"

"After the problem is solved, can kid Xiangxing apologize to kid Wanting? After all, you woke her up today, it's impolite."

Xiang Meng was trying on a wedding dress, making the last adjustments to her wedding dress before the wedding, when unexpectedly, she received the news that Cen Xiangxing was injured in kindergarten.

The couple drove there immediately, panicking without even changing their clothes.

The setting sun in the afternoon hit the young and handsome men and women, holding hands and wearing fancy clothes, they ran in the kindergarten like a fairy tale world.

Since then, the beauty has become a verb...

(End of this chapter)