Sixty-year-old only child: The system taught me how to become rich

I cry a lot when I come to kindergarten, and I cry a lot when I play in kindergarten and think of my parents.

The most terrible thing is that as long as one person cries, the other children will cry too.

And they also fight over toys from time to time.

The three teachers almost suffer from headaches every day.

Sun Zhizhi was naturally particularly surprised to see such a well-behaved child like Gu Ning.

She held Gu Ning's hand, softened her tone and said:

"Okay, can Teacher Sun take you in?"

Gu Ning nodded and said he had no objection.

Seeing this, Sun Zhizhi took Gu Ning's hand and entered the classroom.

As soon as the two entered the classroom, the two teachers who were still busy taking care of the little carrot head in the class looked over.

A young woman in her twenties, wearing a dark blue top and black pants, first asked:

"Zhizhi, the principal came just now. Is there a new child in the class?"

Sun Zhizhi responded with a smile:

"Yes, there are new children coming."

After speaking, she introduced to the two teachers:

"Her name is Gu Ning, and she comes to our class today."

The young woman, Liu Meili, said that she had already guessed it.

Sun Zhizhi went out for a trip and came back with a little girl in his hand. What else could happen but a new kid in the class?

What's more, Gu Ning was very beautiful and well-groomed, she noticed it at a glance.

The other teacher was wearing black short-sleeves, overalls, and braids. She was a girl about twenty years old.

When she heard Sun Zhizhi's words, she smiled and said to Gu Ning:

"Gu Ning, right? Can I call you Ning Ning?"

Gu Ning nodded in agreement.

Seeing that Gu Ning had no objection, she introduced herself to Gu Ning:

"Ning Ning, hello. My name is Zhang Jia, you can call me Teacher Zhang."

Gu Ning nodded and shouted:

"Hello, Teacher Zhang."

Next to her, Liu Meili also introduced herself to Gu Ning:

"Ning Ning, my name is Liu Meili. You can just call me Teacher Liu."

Gu Ning nodded and said the same thing:

"Hello, Teacher Liu."

Liu Meili and Zhang Jia both had a good impression of this child.

There is no harm without comparison!

Compared with the children in the small class who cry every day and are disobedient, Gu Ning appears to be very well-behaved.

After seeing Gu Ning greeting the other two teachers and getting to know each other, Sun Zhizhi clapped his hands and signaled:

"Everyone, be quiet! The teacher has something to say."

The words seemed to have no effect. The classroom was still noisy and no one listened.

Sun Zhizhi has long been used to it. After all, the children here are only more than three years old and less than four years old. How can they be expected to understand the truth?

The three teachers started to ask the children one by one to stop what they were doing.

After such actions, the classroom reluctantly became quiet. Although there will still be some small movements, it is much better than before.

The three teachers were already satisfied with this and did not expect these children to be completely quiet.

Sun Zhizhi cleared his throat and introduced Gu Ning to everyone:

"Children, there is a new classmate coming to our class today. Let's welcome her with applause, okay?"

After Sun Zhizhi finished speaking, there was sparse applause from below for a while.

There is no way. Some three-year-old children cannot even express themselves clearly. It is normal to respond slowly and have little strength. They can even make no sound when clapping.

Sun Zhizhi didn't care either. She looked at Gu Ning and said softly:

"Ningning, come and introduce yourself to the classmates, okay?"

Gu Ning nodded and began to introduce himself:

"Hello everyone, my name is Gu Ning. I am two years old this year."

The children below looked at her curiously, and suddenly a little girl in a red skirt shouted:

"Ni (you) are so pretty!!!"

As soon as these words came out, several She Niu babies quickly echoed:

“Yes, yes, it’s so pretty!!!”

"Okay, okay, please be quiet!"

Liu Meili stopped him.

Kindergarten does not require much study, especially in small classes. Basically, they play every day, and at most they tell some stories. So naturally there are no tables in the class, just small benches.

After all, the table is a big expense, and it will not be used anyway. The government agencies are not willing to spend more money to prevent waste.

Sun Zhizhi moved a small bench and placed it at the back, letting Gu Ning sit on it. This was considered her seat.

Although Gu Ning is young, he is already very tall compared to his peers. Even compared with these three-year-old children in the small class, it is not bad.

As soon as she sat down, a little girl wearing white short-sleeves and black shorts next to her came up to talk to her:

"Your name is Gu Linning."

Gu Ning shook his head and corrected:

"It's not Gu Lin, it's Gu Ning."

The little girl was a little confused and repeated:

"It's Gu Lin. What I said is right."

Before Gu Ning could say anything, a little boy wearing black short-sleeves and gray shorts rushed out from beside him. He laughed and mocked the little girl:

"Hahaha, Zhou Qingqing, you said it wrong! It's Gu Ning, not Gu Lin. It's so easy to say it wrong."

Zhou Qingqing glared at him, her face turned red, and she said viciously:

"Ma Hongjun, please tell me."

Ma Hongjun was not afraid of Zhou Qingqing's seemingly vicious questioning at all, and he laughed at Zhou Qingqing without hesitation:

"Hahaha, if you can't speak for yourself, why don't you let others speak?"

Zhou Qingqing couldn't defeat him, and her eyes turned red.

In an instant, loud cries echoed throughout the classroom.

Zhang Jia was close, so she ran over first to comfort Zhou Qingqing:

"Qingqing, stop crying. What's wrong? Tell Teacher Zhang, okay?"

Someone came to comfort her, and Zhou Qingqing cried even more vigorously. She was out of breath and had no time to answer Zhang Jia's questions.

Zhang Jia had no choice but to keep trying to comfort her and get her to calm down as soon as possible.

Who would have thought that before Zhou Qingqing could be comforted, something went wrong on the other side.

Several children also started crying.

No way, emotions are contagious.

In kindergarten, as soon as one child starts crying, the other children will cry too.

Some were aroused by the cries of their companions, and some were simply following the trend. When others cry, you should cry too, otherwise you will always feel that you are falling behind.

Now the three teachers all had headaches.

Zhang Jia was still busy comforting Zhou Qingqing, while Ma Hongjun kept watching. Seeing Zhou Qingqing crying now, he was not only not afraid, but also looked very happy.

When Zhang Jia wasn't paying attention, he made a face at Zhou Qingqing.

Zhou Qingqing noticed that the already weakened crying increased in volume again.