Instructing her daughter to practice throwing knives, the police were frightened and asked to file

Chapter 3 A Murder Caused by a Scarf

Three days passed in a flash, Chunmiao Kindergarten.

Today is the registration day for the new semester. It is said to be the registration day, but it is actually considered the beginning of school.

It's just that considering that the children are ambitious and need to re-adapt to the rules of the kindergarten, so there will be no school for these three days, and the children will only be allowed to play in the kindergarten.

At this time, parents don't need to be there, and they will get emotional if they are there.And everyone has already started to go to work, and there is no time to play with the children here all day.

The little beasts don't care either.They stayed at home for a whole holiday, and they successfully ignited a sense of anticipation for the school. At this time, there was no parental control, and the whole kindergarten was filled with the atmosphere of fun.

"Take the slide, ride the slide!"

"Slide down quickly!"

"I am afraid!"

"What's there to be afraid of, let's go!"

"Wow..." The little girl slid down the slide headfirst, crying on her stomach.

"Little Hu Xuan!" The little girl was picked up, and at the same time a serious voice sounded, "Don't push other children! Especially in high places!"

"Ms. Chen, I'm helping her. She doesn't even dare to play on the slide, coward!" The little fat man named Hu Xuan quickly defended.

"You weren't asked for help, and it's up to her to overcome her fear, not you to push her down."

The owner of the voice is a young female teacher.Her name is Chen Qingling. She has a beautiful appearance, a slim figure, and a strong air of a schoolgirl. She is obviously a female preschool teacher who has just graduated.

Chen Qingling's voice was a bit harsh, after all, this kind of behavior is very dangerous.And the corner of the little fat Hu Xuan's mouth was flattened, and he started to fake cry with a wow.

Chen Qingling had a headache, the children in the kindergarten were all naughty, especially this Hu Xuan, who might be spoiled by the family and liked to snatch other children's toys.

Moreover, he is very fat, his belly is so round that it looks like he is hiding a ball, his pants will fall down when he moves a little, and he often bullies other children by virtue of his size.

Let's talk about him, he won't take it seriously if the tone is light, but if the tone is a bit more serious, he will start to fake cry, and everything will be the same after crying.

The other party stayed in the kindergarten longer than the teacher Chen Qingling, which made Chen Qingling really feel powerless.

While comforting the little girl in his arms, just as he was about to explain the truth to Hu Xuan earnestly, a wind-like figure suddenly passed by the corner of his eyes.

Seeing the little girl with a scarf covering her face and waving a pencil as a weapon in her hand, Chen Qingling's face started to twitch.

"Qin Lan'er, what are you doing?" she asked helplessly.

"Don't call me a kid, I'm a heroine!" The little girl replied as a matter of course, looking at Chen Qingling with a hint of IQ suppression.Obviously, Teacher Chen couldn't tell that she was dressed so obviously, which made her suspect that Teacher Chen was an idiot.

Chen Qingling sighed.She feels that she is a very caring person and likes children very much, so she chose preschool education as a major in university, and she plans to become a kindergarten teacher with a dream.

To this end, she has learned dance, music, quitting work, painting, child care, and even psychology...

Unexpectedly, after only a few months at work, she no longer had any dreams.

The main reason is that these children are full of strange spirits. Even though Chen Qingling has studied psychology, he still can't grasp it.

For example, Qin Lan'er in front of her looks like a doll, who looks like a doll.However, she has a heroic heart, and she doesn't like red makeup but arms.

Chen Qingling knew that she was a child of a single-parent family and lived with her father.But to be reasonable, if you are a child from a single-parent family, it is very scientific to be restrained, sensitive, or even out of gregarious.

What the hell is being so cheerful and enthusiastic?

The world is peaceful these days, even if there are injustices, there are also the police, the government, and even various media.

What do you want a hero for?
Still yelling every day about raising a knife and falling someone to carry it away, a society ruled by law!

Are you going to be a murderer?
"Put down the pencil, in case you poke other children..."

She frowned suddenly, and a warm feeling came from her arms.

Chen Qingling looked down subconsciously, the little girl in her arms had stopped crying. At this moment, she turned her face up, looking at Chen Qingling's eyes full of admiration.

"Teacher, I..." the little girl said shyly.

Chen Qingling felt her hairs stand on end, she stared at the little girl dumbfounded: "What's wrong with you?"

"Weeded my pants." The little girl said shamefully.

"Put the pencil back immediately!" Chen Qingling ordered Qin Lan'er seriously, picked up the little girl and walked towards the dormitory.

……

Chen Qingling took the little girl to change clothes, and there was only one teacher left in the yard, flustered.

Qin Lan'er looked at Chen Qingling's depressed back, and snorted arrogantly.

This woman stopped her heroine dream not once or twice!

May she be peed on by children every day!
Just about to put the pencil back according to Chen Qingling's instructions, unexpectedly, just as she took a step, a strong force came from the back of her head, and Qin Lan'er staggered involuntarily.

"I want to play!" It was Hu Xuan, the little fat man, who grabbed her by the braids and took the scarf off Qin Lan'er's face.

"Go and play yourself!" Qin Lan'er angrily turned around and grabbed her scarf, not letting go.

"The teacher said that children should learn to share!" The little fat man opened his mouth and pulled hard, but he didn't pull it twice, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Qin Lan'er's pencil.

Before Qin Lan'er could react, the pencil was already in the hands of the little fat man, and the next second he stabbed Qin Lan'er hard in the face.

"Ah!" Qin Lan'er cried out in pain, and involuntarily let go of her hand, and was directly pushed to the ground by the little fat man.

The little fat man dropped the pencil casually, put on the mask made of scarf cheerfully, ran a few steps, and glanced at Qin Lan'er proudly: "Come and chase me!"

"Hmph!" Qin Lan'er got up angrily, grabbing a pencil, and looked at the ostentatious butt on the little fat man's half-dropped pants.

The next second, she suddenly assumed a strange posture, with her feet separated back and forth, her body leaning forward, her right hand resting on her left shoulder like a sword finger, and the pencil lead shimmered in her fingertips.

"Look at my little Qin Fei Dao, hey!" At the same time as she was dubbing herself, Qin Lan'er swung her right hand forward fiercely, and the pencil flew out like a streamer.

"Wow..." An earth-shattering cry sounded.

(End of this chapter)