Li Ruolan did not think of casually throwing a big task to these six or seven-year-old children to complete on their own. In fact, she was still prepared to follow and guide them at any time, teaching Du Yuqian and Xi Xi how to arrange and design this blackboard bulletin!
However, these two days, she was also a little busy. It was mainly because of Chen Yuxuan and a few students in the class whose grades were not very good. Li Ruolan was actively contacting their parents. Moreover, she usually communicated with them more and urged them to study.
After being busy with all kinds of chores, Li Ruolan somewhat forgot about the blackboard bulletin.
It was not until the teachers of other classes in the office talked about what kind of theme their classmates were planning to create on the blackboard bulletin that Li Ruolan suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to care about the situation of their class's blackboard bulletin!
Moreover, Li Ruolan was also curious. Why didn't Du Yuqian and Xi Xi come to her for help?
These two girls were usually diligent and inquisitive. They were not introverted students!
Could it be that they had forgotten?
Therefore, on Wednesday afternoon, Xi Xi carried her small school bag and held her small dancing shoes in her hand. She ran to the teacher's office and looked for teacher Li Ruolan to clock in. Li Ruolan signed her name and asked with a smile, "Yang Xi, do you still remember the blackboard bulletin that the teacher told you about on Monday afternoon before school? The teacher asked you and Du Yuqian to be in charge of this matter. "
Xi Xi did not understand why the teacher would ask this. The little girl blinked her eyes in confusion and replied in a clear voice, "I remember!"
Remember?
Alright, Li Ruolan decided to change the way she asked, "now, how are your preparations? Do you need the teacher's help? "
Xi Xi had too much to say about the teacher's question, especially in the first half! One had to know that she and Du Yuqian had spent a lot of time between classes these two days running around and being extremely busy!
Xi Xi's eyes lit up. She took a step forward and unconsciously raised her right hand to grab the teacher's table. She said eagerly, "teacher, let me tell you! We have a lot of people now! Me, Yuqian, and Little Fishy, Lu Xiaoyu, and Lan Xin … "
Xi Xi was used to calling Lu Xiaoyu and Lan Xin by their nicknames, but when she remembered that she was talking to the teacher, she changed it back.
Li Ruolan looked at Xixi in surprise. She didn't expect that Xixi and Du Yuqian, the two girls, would be able to find so many people to help them without her guidance.
"Wait, this Yu Xiaowei and Nan Zhaoyu are not from our class?" After all, Li Ruolan was still a competent class teacher. She quickly heard the problem and asked in confusion.
"That's right, sister Yu Xiaowei, sister Yu, and Yu's mother Nan Zhaoyu is in our grade, but he's in the ninth class. They're all my good friends and are willing to help me! "Xi Xi smiled sweetly.
Li Ruolan looked at Xi Xi speechlessly. She just thought that Xi Xi and Du Yuqian were quite troublesome, but she did not expect them to be so troublesome! They actually got students from other classes to help, and there were even older sisters.
In fact, Li Ruolan wanted to tell Xi Xi, "For our class's blackboard bulletin, try to use our own classmates as much as possible."
However, when Li Ruolan saw that Xi Xi was still excitedly introducing the abilities of each member of her team, she quickly thought, "I can't dampen the enthusiasm of the children!"
"Ahem, Xi Xi, since you can find so many helpers, it's also your ability." Li Ruolan thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then can you tell me how it's going? When are you going to start drawing the blackboard bulletin on the blackboard? "
"Yes, me, Yuqian, and Lan Xin …" Xi Xi listed a long list of names again, then patiently told the teacher about the details of their preparation today. "We went to look at a lot of third grade's blackboard bulletins, and then we're going to design it together tomorrow. Sister Xiaowei will teach us …"
Li Ruolan looked at Xi Xi's beaming face and suddenly felt a sense of defeat.
How did she teach such amazing children?
They were only in the first grade, but they already had such organizational and planning skills?
Now that they had started to get on the right track, she, as the form teacher, was late. Moreover, Li Ruolan had a humble question in her mind, "What's the use of having you as the form teacher?"
No matter what, Li Ruolan still encouraged Xi Xi and let her and her friends continue to work hard. Li Ruolan was a little curious and wanted to see what these outstanding children could do!
…
During dinner in the evening, Xi Xi also talked to her father about the blackboard bulletin. In the past few days, the blackboard bulletin had been a hot topic in their family. However, at this moment, the little girl was not as confident as she was in school.
"Papa, what do you think we should draw on the blackboard?" Xi Xi held the chopsticks as if she was holding a paintbrush. Her elbows were on the table, and she frowned slightly and said in distress.
"What do you want to draw?" Yang Yi asked with a smile. His hands were not idle, and he picked up some vegetables for the little girl with his chopsticks.
Xi Xi did not look at her bowl. Her eyes were looking at the empty space above her father's head, as if she was thinking. She pouted and said, "I want to draw, I want to draw … a super beautiful drawing. Then the teacher will like it, and everyone will like it. Then we can win the prize."
But this idea was a little too naive.
Xi Xi was obviously aware of some of the difficulties. She held her cheek with her left palm and looked cute and worried. She muttered, "But I can't draw, and I don't know how to draw with chalk. It's too difficult to draw a super beautiful drawing!"
Yang Yi understood what she wanted to express and said with a smile, "Papa knows. You want to draw a simple but beautiful drawing, right?"
Xi Xi finally came to her senses. She looked at her father and nodded. The little girl's big eyes were full of eagerness. She hoped that her father would give her some ideas.
Yang Yi touched his chin and said, "A simple, beautiful and interesting drawing … what should I draw?"
He did not have a particularly good idea at the moment, but since Xi Xi asked him for help, he could not disappoint Xi Xi.
He looked around and glanced at the bowls, chopsticks, and ingredients in the dining room. He glanced at Xi Xi's body, the lights on the wall, the flower arrangement, and other decorations. Finally, his eyes fell on the three British Shorthairs who were enjoying their dinner.
At this time, Dodo, Gray, and Xiao Guai buried their heads in their bowls. The cat food that Yang Yi the Poop Picker had prepared for them was as delicious as always. They enjoyed it very much.
Xiao Guai seemed to have felt Yang Yi's gaze. It raised its round face and met Yang Yi's eyes.
At this moment, there seemed to be a familiar background music.
After confirming the look, I met the right "meow" …
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