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The melodious sound of the piano hovered over the classroom, with brisk and joyful laughter, and the sweet singing of the children...

Twenty or thirty children in the classroom were all sitting upright, their little eyes staring at Teacher Milan who was sitting in front of the piano playing.

This is the music class that Zihao dislikes the most, but now his performance has indeed been praised by everyone. Together with other children, under the guidance of the teacher, he is singing seriously.

After the song ended, Milan stood up, with a gentle and kind smile on his face, and applauded for the singing just now: "Wow, you all sang so well, let's all applaud your performance just now, okay? "

"Good!" praised by the teacher, the children's faces immediately showed flowery smiles, and they answered in unison.

Just after a pleasant music class, Milan walked back to the office. The principal pulled her and said with a smile on his face, "Mr. Milan, I didn't expect the children in our kindergarten to like you so much."

"Maybe it's because I like children better, so I really like to mingle with them!" As he spoke, the dimples on his face were especially attractive.

The director nodded in satisfaction, very satisfied with her performance!

When it was time to leave school, there were all kinds of limousines parked outside the school gate, and the kid Zihao walked out with his schoolbag on his back and a cute smile on his face.

"Mommy!" Seeing that the person who came to pick him up today was Mommy, Zihao ran forward happily.

"Why are you sweating profusely, and there is still a smell of sweat on your body." Lan Xiya picked up her son, looked at his sweaty little head and joked.

"We were playing a game with Teacher Milan just now. I'm an eagle, so I want to chase the chick!" The little guy said cheerfully, and wiped the sweat on Lan Xiya's clothes.

Lan Xiya saw him so happy, and hugged him into the car with a smile on his face. Lei Bing was ordered by Lan Xiya to sit in the car and not get off. No, when he saw his precious son, he immediately gave him a hug .

"Daddy!" Held in Lei Bing's arms, Zihao kept moving like a ghost.

"What's the matter with you, why don't you feel uncomfortable?" Lei Bing saw that there seemed to be fleas on his body.

"No, no, I want to sing a song for Daddy and Mommy!" The big watery eyes looked at them brightly, as if waiting for their reaction.

"Singing?" Lan Xiya looked at him suspiciously.

Zihao didn't like singing and dancing since he was a child, saying that these are things that girls like!

"Yes, yes, teacher Milan taught us a nursery rhyme today!" After saying that, before Lei Bing and others could answer, the little guy started singing on his own.

Lan Xiya looked at her son, and then at Lei Bing beside her, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on her face. It seemed that Teacher Milan really had some skills.

Lei Bing still remembered the name Milan, because he asked Shadow to investigate this female teacher a few days ago, but the results of the investigation were all normal, it seems that he was overwhelmed this time!

"Daddy, Mommy, do I sing well?" The little guy finished singing one by one, waiting for praise with joy.

"It's great. Our family's Zihao sings so well. When I get home, I will perform one for my mother-in-law and aunt." Lan Xiya gave him big compliments as encouragement.

"Well, then let's go home quickly!" With Mommy's praise, Xiao Zihao's confidence increased greatly.

After getting off the car, he rushed into the lobby, dragged Lan Yu to sit on the sofa to watch his performance, and Lan Xiya, who came in behind, saw that he was so eager to express himself, and really wanted to give that teacher Milan a big compliment!

For a week, Lan Xiya could see the changes in his son. He no longer had to sleep in when he went to school every day, and coaxed him to sleep at night as before, but gradually became independent.

It was another sunny morning, Lei Bing read the newspaper while eating breakfast as usual, Zi Hao sat opposite him, stuffing food into his mouth, which made Lei Bing very disgusted.

"Zihao, no one is robbing you of breakfast, eat slowly." Lei Bing just finished speaking, and the little guy gulped down a glass of milk.

"Daddy, I've finished my breakfast, take me to school quickly, I want to see Teacher Milan soon!" Saying this, he still didn't forget to pick up the napkin in front of him to wipe himself drunk.

Lan Xiya just walked into the restaurant, and when she heard her son's words, she pretended to be disappointed and sat beside him: "My little baby doesn't like Mommy anymore, Mommy is so sad."

When Zihao heard this, he immediately hugged Lan Xiya's arm with one hand while grinning, and leaned against her like a very good baby: "Zihao likes Mommy, I like Mommy the most, Zihao is Mommy's good baby!"

"Really?" Lan Xiya held him in her arms and asked with a puzzled face.

"Really..." As if she was afraid that Mommy would not believe it, she nodded vigorously while talking.

Lei Bing looked at the mother and son, unable to say a word at all, drank the milk in his cup sullenly, and continued to read the newspaper helplessly.

After a pleasant breakfast, Lan Xiya pinned Zihao into the car, dropped him off at school, and then went to the company.

The classes in the kindergarten in the afternoon are mostly activity classes. Teacher Chen distributed the toys. Zihao was lucky today, and got a delicate wooden horse. The eyes can move, and the switch is on the ear. As long as the switch is pressed, the small wooden horse will turn sideways. Singing while shaking, very fun.

A few boys next to them were playing with the toys they had been given, and within 2 minutes they felt bored and threw them aside. When they turned their heads, they saw the wooden horse in Zihao's hand. One of them stood up immediately and walked to Zihao. Hao wanted to snatch the Trojan horse from him.

"What are you doing!" Seeing the two new male classmates surrounded in front of him, Zihao subconsciously held the wooden horse in his arms.

"You, give us the wooden horse!" One of the fat and strong little boys naturally ignored Zihao who was thinner than him.

Zihao bit his lip and hid the wooden horse behind his back: "No, this is given to me by the teacher!"

"If you don't give it, you have to give it!" As he said, the boy stretched out his hand and started to snatch it. The boy Hao refused to give in at all, and firmly protected the Trojan horse in his arms, but he refused to give it!

But he was outnumbered, and he alone was no match for the snatching of the two of them. The little wooden horse was snatched away by them abruptly. Seeing them happily walking back to their seats with the wooden horse, Zihao felt wronged in his heart. Thinking about it, he even ran forward and pulled the fat boy's hair to snatch the little wooden horse back!

"Give me back the wooden horse, give me back..." Zihao didn't know where the strength came from, and the strength in his hands became stronger and stronger, and the fat boy kept screaming in pain.

Teacher Chen didn't hear the shout, so he realized it, and hurried forward to pull Zihao's hand away, "Let go, Zihao let go, we can't fight!"

Seeing the teacher coming, Zihao let go of his little hand, but the fat boy pretended to be a tiger, relying on the presence of the teacher, at the moment Zihao let go, he pushed Zihao hard, and hit the wall next to him.

"You bad boy!" Zihao was not convinced, and wanted to push him, but Teacher Chen stopped him.

"Lei Zihao, how can you hit someone and pull their hair?" Teacher Chen looked at Zihao's flushed face, and pulled him aside to prevent the two children from fighting again.

This is an aristocratic school, and the families of the children who can come to school here are either rich or noble. As a teacher, naturally, I dare not gain or lose any student casually.

"He was the one who snatched my little wooden horse first!" Zihao stared at the fat boy with rounded eyes.

"I just want to play with it and return it to him." The fat boy explained hastily.

Teacher Chen looked at the two of them, finally set his eyes on Zihao, and said with a tone of reproach: "Zihao, this is your fault, Han Han is a new classmate, I want to play with your little one for a while." Trojan horse, you should be more generous and let everyone play together, how can you hit someone with your own hands?"

"He, he..." Zihao looked at the teacher, obviously he was the one who came to grab the toy first, but he was still scolded by the teacher.

The aggrieved little guy looked at the teacher, then at the other classmates, and suddenly burst into tears: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Seeing him crying like this, Teacher Chen immediately thought of Lei Bing's identity, and felt a little flustered, and immediately stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't cry, don't cry, there are other toys in the teacher's office, you and the teacher can get them." ?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Xiao Zihao felt aggrieved and kept crying, completely ignoring Teacher Chen's words in his heart.

Teacher Chen was also anxious, so he simply took his little hand, took the initiative to lead him to the office, and handed him another small wooden horse.

"Zihao stopped crying, what did the teacher give you?" Teacher Chen tried her best to please him, but it seemed to have no effect on Zihao.

"Woooooo...I want to go home, I want Daddy, Mommy..." Zihao cried, completely immersed in his own world.

Mrs. Chen is in a panic now, if Lei Bing finds out, her job will definitely be lost.

"Zihao, why are you crying?" At the moment when Teacher Chen was anxious, Milan's sweet voice appeared at the door of the office in time with a hint of surprise.

Seeing Zihao who was wiping his eyes and crying, he hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down to help him wipe away his tears.

"Mr. Milan, it's good if you're here. This kid was fighting with his classmates just now, and I just said a few words, and he started crying like this. Please help me coax him." As if seeing a savior, Chen The teacher looked at her eagerly,

Milan looked at the kid in front of him and nodded, then directly hugged him, hugged him on his chest and comforted him: "Okay, okay, Zihao is the best, don't cry, come, Teacher Milan will give you delicious food Yes, okay?"

"Woooooh, teacher, it was Han Han who came to snatch my little wooden horse..." Zihao found a sense of security lying in Milan's arms, and explained his behavior intermittently.

Listening to Zihao's words, Milan turned around slowly, raised his voice a little and said to Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen, although I just came here not long ago, I believe that Zihao will not fight with other students for no reason. Shouldn't you investigate this matter further?"

Teacher Chen breathed a sigh of relief just now, but she didn't expect Milan to question herself in turn. the sound of.

Taking Zihao to his lounge, Milan carefully put him on a chair and sat down, then turned around and took out a box of small cakes and handed them to him: "This is a small cake made by the teacher himself, and now I give it to Zihao. But Zihao has to promise the teacher, stop crying, okay?"

Coaxing children is nothing more than eating and playing. Zihao had already been coaxed to stop crying by Milan on the road, but now seeing that there were delicious food, he immediately showed a bright smile.

Some dirty little hands stretched out subconsciously, grabbed a small cake and stuffed it into his mouth. It was fragrant and soft and very delicious. After eating, he couldn't help picking up a few more.

"Eat slowly, if you like it, the teacher will bring it to Zihao next time, okay?" When Milan laughed, his eyes were crooked and very pretty.

Xiao Zihao's mouth was full of small cakes, tears were still hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he was still a little choked up when he spoke: "Okay, it's delicious, Teacher Milan is so kind!"

After he finished eating, Milan carefully wiped the corners of Zihao's mouth, including the tears on his face, and then took him back to the classroom to continue the class.

But today's grievances are not for Zihao. After returning home from school, when he saw Lan Yu, he burst into tears and told Lan Yu what happened in the kindergarten this afternoon.

Lan Yu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Even if she is pregnant now, she will never let Zihao be bullied. Training a meal!

Fortunately, Lan Xiya was more sensible, and stopped Lan Yu and Lei Bing from making a fuss over such a trivial matter as the child, and finally it was over.

But with this time, all the teachers in the kindergarten have a score in their hearts, and they will definitely not dare to wrong Xiao Zihao in the future!