"I can reach this high, I can touch the sky.
I can reach this low, I can touch my toes.
I can turn in circles, turn in circles,
Then sit down quietly, on the floor. "(Note 1)
In the middle class of Springfield Kindergarten, the young Teacher Cai was singing nursery rhymes with the children, singing and dancing at the same time.
Although the lyrics seemed childish, the melody was still very beautiful. Moreover, in the eyes of the children of this age, singing and "dancing" in circles was still very fresh and fun.
For a while, the children were sweating and panting, but they were also giggling non-stop and having a lot of fun.
"Alright, children, take a break. Teacher Shen has prepared milk for everyone. Quickly go and find your own cup to drink!" Teacher Mu grasped the rhythm of the class. When it was about time, he smiled and stopped them, speaking gently to the children.
Every child's physique was different. For example, Xi Xi and Chen Shiyun's physical fitness were better. They had just warmed up, but they still felt that they weren't playing enough. However, Lan Xin and Yang Luoqi were a little overwhelmed. As soon as the teacher called for a break, they couldn't wait to sit on the ground.
"Xin Er, Qiqi, let's go drink milk!" Xi Xi was full of energy. She skipped around Lan Xin and Yang Luoqi.
"Okay!" Yang Luoqi was the first to get up. After all, she had practiced dancing.
Lan Xin didn't want to move. She stretched out her hand pitifully and said, "Xi Xi, pull me."
However, how could Xi Xi pull her? After trying for a while, the little girl had an idea. "Chen Shiyun, come over and help, okay? You pull one side, I'll pull the other side, and Xin Er can stand up! "
Chen Shiyun heard the sound and ran over. When she saw Lan Xin, she curled her lips and said, "I don't want to pull Lan Xin. Why doesn't she stand up herself? Hmph, lazy bum! "
"You're the lazy bum!" Lan Xin didn't get along with Chen Shiyun. Now that she was back, she turned over and got up from the ground. "I don't want you to pull me!"
Xi Xi was sandwiched between the two of them. She could only say anxiously, "Oh, Xin Er, Chen Shiyun, can you stop quarreling? We're good friends, we can't quarrel. "
"Hmph, look at her standing up on her own! You're lying! " Chen Shiyun turned around and ran away. She was not like Lan Xin and Yang Luoqi, who were inseparable from Xi Xi. She also had her own "subordinates" — that was what she said.
Even Nan Zhaoyu didn't play with Xi Xi all the time. At this time, boys and girls were more or less aware of gender. If they played with girls often, they would be laughed at by the boys' circle!
The anger between children came and went quickly. Just as Xi Xi, Lan Xin, and Yang Luoqi were drinking milk from their small cups at Teacher Shen's place, they couldn't help laughing at the mustaches on each other's mouths from time to time. Chen Shiyun ran over again.
"Xi Xi, Xi Xi! Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to ask your father if we could go to your house to play? "Chen Shiyun asked.
"Yes, yes, what did your father say?" Lan Xin's interest was piqued, and she used her loud voice to echo.
"Oh, I forgot about it." Xixi patted her little head and giggled as she said.
"You forgot to ask your father?" Lan Xin was anxious.
Although Yang Luoqi didn't say anything, her eyes were full of disappointment. She had been thinking about Xi Xi's kitten!
Of course, Lan Xin was thinking about food, so was Chen Shiyun.
"No!" Xixi giggled. "My PaPa said that he wanted to invite you to our house to play, but he wanted me to see how many people would go and when you would go to play. I forgot about this!"
Lan Xin breathed a sigh of relief. The little foodie immediately raised her chubby little arms and said happily, "I can go, I want to go, Xi Xi, I want to go!"
"I want to go too!" Yang Luoqi echoed with a smile.
Chen Shiyun was even more enthusiastic. She patted her chest and said, "Xi Xi, don't worry, I will help you ask, but I want to go too!"
"Yes, yes. You have to tell your PaPa. My PaPa said that he will contact your PaPa and tell them where our house is. Only then can you come over!" Xixi's memory was not bad. She wrote down her father's words.
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The sales of "Xi Xi's Bedtime Stories" were poor. The promotion department of Sahara Publishing House did everything they could, but they couldn't make a turn for the better. They sold some, but it was far from their expectations!
The chain bookstore, which had a little conflict with Sahara Publishing House, saw the opportunity and moved the book to an inconspicuous corner to take revenge for the resentment that had accumulated before.
However, on this day, a middle-aged woman dressed like a housewife came to the only chain bookstore in Langya City, Book Fragrance Pavilion.
"Hello, madam, what kind of book do you want to buy? I can recommend it to you. "The shop assistant of Book Fragrance Pavilion came up to her.
"I came to Langya for a meeting and happened to be staying in the hotel upstairs. I was thinking of buying some books for my daughter as a gift," the middle-aged woman said with a smile.
"You came to Langya for a meeting? Are you a teacher of the Writers' Association?" The shop assistant was well-informed.
"Yes." Yu Qian smiled and nodded.
The shop assistant obviously didn't recognize her, but Yu Qian didn't like to be too ostentatious. She definitely wouldn't tell the shop assistant that she was Yu Qian, the best-selling author of youth literature, or that she had an even more shocking title, the director of Guangdong Province's Writers' Association.
Seeing that the other party didn't want to talk about it in detail, the shop assistant returned to her job and asked, "How old is your daughter?"
"She is only six years old this year. She is still at the age where she likes to read fairy tales. Bring me to the fairy tale section, I want to choose by myself," Yu Qian said with a smile.
"Okay." The shop assistant could only follow Yu Qian's request and bring her to the fairy tale section, then walked away silently.
Yu Qian glanced at the row of shelves in front of her. There were many popular fairy tale books on the shelves. The names were familiar.
Yu Qian, who often bought books for her daughter, had read all of them before. In recent years, the market for children's books was a little short of fresh blood. The old authors were lacking in ideas, and the new authors didn't have any good works. Even if the books were popular, Yu Qian felt that they were either not suitable for her daughter, or the quality was average. The stories lacked novelty.
Influenced by her mother, her daughter who loved to read also had a bad taste. She probably wouldn't like the books she bought for her.
Since she was on a business trip and was staying in a hotel, Yu Qian wanted to look around to see if there were any good books buried in the non-best-selling book section.
Looking for books, this might be one of the joys of a book lover!
She saw a storybook with a blue cover, "Xi Xi's Bedtime Story". This name was quite interesting. Her daughter's nickname was Princess Qian Qian. Qian Qian and Xi Xi were homophones!
Yu Qian decided to flip it open just because of the name.
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