House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 999 Confirmed Eyes (24)

Li Ruolan never thought of leaving a big task for these six or seven-year-old children to complete independently. In fact, she is still ready to follow up and guide the two little girls Du Yuqian and Xixi how to arrange and design this blackboard newspaper. !

But these two days, she was also a little bit overwhelmed, mainly due to Chen Yuxuan and a few students with poor grades in the class. Li Ruolan is actively contacting their parents, and she usually communicates with them more to supervise their study. .

All kinds of chores were busy, and Li Ruolan forgot about the blackboard report.

It wasn't until a teacher from another class chatted in the office about what topics their classmates planned to do on the blackboard newspaper, that Li Ruolan suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to care about the situation of their class's blackboard newspaper!

Moreover, Li Ruolan was also curious, why didn't Du Yuqian and Xixi come to her for help?

These two girls are usually diligent and inquisitive, but they are not introverted students!

Did they forget?

So, on Wednesday afternoon, Xixi came to the teacher's office with a small schoolbag on her back and her little dancing shoes in her hands to check in with Teacher Li Ruolan. Li Ruolan signed and asked with a smile, Yang Xi, do you still remember the blackboard newspaper that the teacher told you before school on Monday afternoon? The teacher asked you to take charge of this matter together with Du Yuqian, the organizing committee member.

Xixi couldn't understand why the teacher asked such a question, the little girl blinked her eyes suspiciously, and answered in a clear voice, Remember!

Remember?

Well, Li Ruolan decided to ask another way: Now, how are you preparing? Do you need the teacher's help?

Regarding the teacher's question, especially the first half, Xixi has too much to say! You must know that she and Du Yuqian spent a lot of class breaks in the past two days, running around, and they were very busy!

When Xixi's eyes lit up, she took a step forward, raised her right hand unconsciously, grabbed the teacher's desk, and said diligently, Teacher, let me tell you! We have a lot of people now! Me, Yu Qian, and Xiao Yu'er, it's Lu Xiaoyu, and Lan Xin...

Xixi used to call Lu Xiaoyu and Lan Xin their nicknames, but thinking that she was talking to the teacher, she changed it back.

Li Ruolan looked at Xixi in surprise. She didn't expect that the two girls, Xixi and Du Yuqian, would find so many people to help without her guidance.

Wait, these Yu Xiaowei and Nan Zhaoyu don't seem to be from our class, right? Li Ruolan was still a competent class teacher after all, and she quickly heard the problem and asked a little puzzled.

Yes, sister Yu Xiaowei is in the third grade! Nan Zhaoyu is in our grade, but he is in the ninth class. They are all my good friends, and they are all willing to help me! Xixi sweetly said laughed.

Li Ruolan looked at Xixi speechlessly. She just thought that Xixi and Du Yuqian were quite capable of tossing, but she didn't expect them to be so tossed! He actually got all the students from other classes to help, and there are also senior ladies.

In fact, Li Ruolan wanted to tell Xixi a little: Our class's blackboard newspaper should try to use our own classmates as much as possible.

But Li Ruolan watched Xixi still excitedly introduce the abilities of each member of her team in Barabara, and her mind changed sharply: I can't discourage the enthusiasm of the children!

Ahem, Xixi, since you can find so many helpers, that's what you are capable of. Li Ruolan thought for a while, then smiled slightly, and said, Then can you tell the teacher how are you doing now? When? Are you going to start drawing the blackboard newspaper on the blackboard?

Have it, Yuqian and I, and Lan Xin... Xixi counted a lot of names again, and then patiently told the teacher about the details of their preparations today, We went to see a lot of three The blackboard newspaper of the brothers and sisters in the grade, and then prepare to design together tomorrow, sister Xiaowei will teach us...

Li Ruolan felt a sense of frustration when she saw Xixi's brows dancing.

How did you teach such amazing children?

You are only in the first grade, do you have the ability to organize and plan?

Now that everyone has started to get on the right track, she, the head teacher, is long overdue. Moreover, now Li Ruolan has a humble question in his mind: What is the use of your head teacher?

In any case, Li Ruolan encouraged Xixi and let her and her friends continue to work hard. Li Ruolan was a little curious and wanted to see what kind of works these excellent children could make!

...

During dinner in the evening, Xixi also talked to her father about the blackboard newspaper. These days, the big event of the blackboard newspaper has been a hot topic in their family. However, the little girl at the moment did not behave as confidently as she did at school.

Baba, you say, what should we draw on the blackboard? Xixi said in annoyance, holding chopsticks like she was holding a paintbrush, resting her elbows on the table, frowning slightly.

What do you want to paint? Yang Yi asked with a smile, not idle, and gave the little girl a chopstick of vegetables.

Xixi didn't even look at her bowl, she looked at the void above her father's head, as if thinking, and said with a small mouth: I want to paint, I want to paint... It's a super beautiful painting, so the teacher will like it, Everyone will like it, and we can win the award.”

But this idea is a little too naive.

Xixi also clearly realized some of the difficulties, and saw her holding her cheek in the palm of her left hand, with a cute worried look, and muttered: But, I can't draw, I can't draw with chalk, it's super beautiful It's so hard to draw!

Yang Yi understood what she wanted to express, and smiled: Dad understands, you want to draw a simple, but beautiful painting, right?

Xixi finally regained her senses, looked at her father and nodded, the little girl's big eyes revealed ardent expectations, she hoped that her father would give her some ideas.

Yang Yi touched his chin and pondered: Simple and beautiful, interesting paintings... What's a good painting?

He didn't have a particularly good idea for a while, but since Xixi asked him for help, he couldn't let Xixi down.

I saw his eyes turned, his eyes moved from the tableware and ingredients in the restaurant, from Xixi's body, and from the lamps, flower arrangements and other decorations on the wall, and finally, his eyes fell on the side. On the three English shorts who are eating their supper with relish.

At this time, Duo Duo, Xiaohui, and Xiaoguo buried their heads in their pots, and the cat food prepared by Yang Yi, the shit shovel officer, was as delicious as ever, and they ate deliciously.

Seemingly feeling Yang Yi's scrutiny, Xiaoguo skillfully raised its big pie face and met Yang Yi's gaze,

At this moment, there seems to be a familiar BGM sounding.

After confirming the eyes, I met the right meow...

Guess what Xixi painted?