Sweet Storm: My love time

Hosgah was so angry that he couldn't speak for a moment.

Interestingly enough, in recent years, it has become popular to set up parent committees in kindergartens and primary schools, especially in some key schools.

One by one, the parents who participated in the election were well prepared, and they put out their thick resumes to fight for the position of a director.

Hoska's character is relatively lazy, and her work is busy, so she has no time or energy to join this kind of organization. She has always been a kind of parent who does not seek progress.

"Say, what is the director of the parents' Association?"

Fu Jinxing chased after him and came back.

His lips almost reached to hosgah's ear, as if he were kissing her to an outsider.

She quickly put out her hand to push away for fear that other parents would see her and throw her to death.

"The parents' meeting is set up by a group of parents themselves. It will help teachers and kindergartens to do some daily maintenance work. It's not good, but it can participate in the activities. It's a kind of free service."

Hosgah explained in a low voice.

After hearing this, Fu Jinxing touched his chin and showed a disdainful expression: "well said, isn't it flattering team? Spend money and work hard, and then exchange some benefits for your children, and you will have face. "

Hosga gritted his teeth and asked angrily, "do you want me to find a loudspeaker for you, and you can shout out this?"

Fu Jinxing didn't recognize the anger in her tone. Instead, he nodded: "then you go to find it."

Fortunately, the next distribution of stickers ended their conversation.

Each family gets its own stickers, pastes them on the clothes on the chest, and then cooperates with the headdress to form a family team.

Jinjin got sunflowers, so he, he Sijia and Fu Jinxing need to wear a sunflower headdress on their heads, which can still shine.

"The teacher said, we are sunflower home!"

He touched the headdress and cried happily.

Fu Jinxing's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. He had no idea that he was old enough to be slaughtered here, just like a fool.

If you look at other parents, they are all dressed in the same way, but the headdress's shape is different.

There is a more unfortunate, pumping peach, from a distance, it looks like the butt top in the head. But the parents of the children are still relatively mellow figure, especially the children's mother, a face such as a full moon, head on top of a "butt", really quite happy.

Fu Jinxing winked: "sunflower, it's not too bad..."

At 9:00 in the morning, the parent-child meeting officially began. At the beginning, it was the image display of each class. The children lined up in a square, and entered in the same order as the sports meeting.

Parents sitting on the stage, there are cheering, there are gongs and drums, there are cameras in the whole video, each show their magic.

In contrast, Fu Jinxing and he Sijia are relatively calm. He Sijia just takes out his mobile phone and takes a few pictures.

"Mother Jinjin, what kind of work do you do? You are welcome to our parents' meeting!"

Zhang Zixuan's father came over again and said enthusiastically.

Because his child's name is very similar to Zhang Zixin's, he Sijia immediately remembered it.

No wonder people say that nowadays children's names are like the protagonists of romantic dramas. "Zixuan" is really everywhere. It's a rotten street.

He Si Jia smiles to him: "son Xuan father, hello."

For her to remember their identity, the man seemed very happy, and nagged: "the purpose of our parents' Association is to better serve the majority of teachers and students, although it is free, but it can..."

Fu Jinxing suddenly put his head forward and interrupted him: "Mr. Zhang, what are the investors in this kindergarten, do you know?"

The man thought he was testing himself, so he immediately replied, "of course I know! I'm the director of the parents' Association! It belongs to starlight education group, and starlight education group belongs to Fu's group.... "

I don't want to see him shaking his head. Fu Jinxing is upset by his familiar tone. He interrupts the man and says coldly, "I'm Fu Jinxing. You can shut up."

The reason is that this man is always pestering hoska. Fu Jinxing is really upset by his gallant attitude.

"Sorry, we'll talk later. The children are coming back soon."

Looking at the man's dumbfounded appearance, he Sijia had to smile at him apologetically, looking ahead.

However, she seriously doubts that the other party will no longer take the initiative to chat with themselves - there is Fu Jinxing, a plague like guy sitting next to him, with his own shielding effect.

The man reacted and quickly slipped away.

And, not only that, he seems to have spread the news quickly.

In less than five minutes, the head of the kindergarten came over in person. She said hello to Fu Jinxing respectfully and asked if he could have a chat alone.

Fu Jinxing and the director left together. When he came back, the project was about to start.

The first project is that you draw, I guess. The children are responsible for drawing, and the parents are responsible for guessing.

"I'm good at that. I'll do it."

After listening to the rules, Fu Jinxing was eager to try. He looked down at Jinjin: "how about we go?"

Jinjin didn't believe him: "would you?"

"You take out the" Ma "at the back."

Fu Jinxing's face was flat. He was obviously unhappy.

Joke, this kind of thing that even a three-year-old can do, won't he?

After going on the court, Fu Jinxing was eager to give it a try, rubbing his hands, and waiting for the start excitedly.

And he was divided into a group of parents, regardless of men and women, face obviously with nervous expression.

They have already learned his identity from Zhang Zixuan's father. Although they don't know why Fu Jinxing actually appears here, still bearing the title of parent, everyone knows that

This is a big man who can't be provoked!

If you're offended, just wait to take your children and leave!

There are ten parents and ten children on the field. There is a drawing board in front of each child. There are five questions in total. If the answer is right, ten will be added. If the answer is wrong, ten will be deducted.

If the children draw fast, or the parents rush fast, they will be the first to answer the questions.

First, if the answer is wrong, other parents have the opportunity to continue to answer. If no one rush to answer, or if the answer has been wrong for more than the answer time, the host will announce the correct answer.

Soon, the first question began.

Ten children saw the title, so they began to draw one by one with a paintbrush on the drawing board.

The parents held their breath and paid close attention to the situation.

He Sijia was worried. She knew better than anyone that Fu Jinxing knew nothing about children's affairs. He had to go up and didn't know what jokes he would make.

After two seconds, Fu Jinxing suddenly pressed the responder in front of him.

The host happily handed the microphone to his mouth: "please answer!"

"Blowers!"

Fu Jinxing said aloud, his eyes full of confidence.

Compere: "that, the answer is wrong."

Fu Jinxing frowned and immediately added: "pink hair dryer! That's right this time! "

Host

Off the court parents

Hoska: "I'm not sure."

Jinjin

His answer was wrong, but the other nine parents did not dare to answer.

Once the answer is right, that is to add ten, while Fu Jinxing has already deducted ten!

"The right answer is piggy page!"

The compere is sucking canthus, flat mouth, one face reluctantly announce correct answer.

The next four topics have almost become a brainstorm... No, it's a brain disaster.

Fu Jinxing is the only parent who presses the responder every time, but his answer is wrong every time.

Sitting on the court, hosga could hardly bear to look directly at him. In the end, he and Tsutsu won the last place with gorgeous - 50 points.

The other nine groups were tied for the first place with an incredible 0.

Obviously, the host is also stupid. He doesn't know what to say at all. He can only announce the result with an embarrassed face.

When she came down, Jinjin almost cried.

He didn't know why Fu Jinxing couldn't guess what he was painting. It was clear that he was the one who painted well and fast among all the children.

"Mom..."

Jinjin pours into hoska's arms and is wronged to death.

He thought he could get the first place in this project.

"Don't cry, don't cry, there are other projects, let's continue to refuel."

Hosga patted him on the back and said softly, "this is the game. We have to be brave to accept it and continue to work hard."

Standing on one side, Fu Jinxing is still in a state of muddle. He takes out his mobile phone and searches for it. Then he points to the pink pig on the screen and looks surprised: "is this a pig? Isn't this a hair dryer? This is a piece of wire from the hair dryer. Look, there's a roll on it! "

Hosgah said angrily, "shut up, that's page's tail!"

Fu Jinxing: "I..."

The next project, Jin Jin died not to let Fu Jinxing play, no way, he Sijia had to accompany him personally.

However, because she does not have any talent in sports, so the result is the ordinary middle level.

But it's better than the penultimate.

Soon, it was lunch break.

Fu Jinxing felt that since he had delayed, he should take them to a good meal.

"No!"

Jinjin raised her head and was very proud.

He Sijia opened her bag, which contained the food prepared in advance by Sister Ping, which was put in the fresh-keeping box one by one.

Looking around, other parents have taken their children, sitting together in groups, sharing their lunch with each other.

And there was no one around them.

Jinjin looked around and suddenly felt sad.

Because, on weekdays, those children who had a good time with him didn't come to him. They wanted to come, but they were stopped by their parents for fear of offending Fu Jinxing.

"It's all your fault!"

He looked at Fu Jinxing, holding for a long time, a stomach of grievances and anger can no longer help.