Mr. Dior

Jiao Yan is three and a half years old this year, the age to go to kindergarten.

The nursery grandmother hired by the family resigned at an old age, and changed to an aunt who never smiled.The aunt gave him some toys every day and went to play with his mobile phone without talking to him. This made Xiao Jiaoyan, who had previously resisted going to kindergarten, agree to his parents' proposal.

It has been more than a month since school started, Jiao Yan used to be considered as a transfer student.When I followed the teacher into the class, the children were in class.

The classroom is covered with anti-fall cushions, the desks are powder blue oval tables, and a dozen children sit together around the table.Hearing the movement, they all looked over.

"This is a new student in our class, his name is Jiao Yan."

Jiao Yan was wearing a white shirt, a small suit, small leather shoes, and a gray checked bow tie, standing sullenly in front of the blackboard.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, and the girl in the pink skirt raised her hand: "Teacher, is he a prince?"

The teacher laughed: "Why do you think he is a prince?"

"He's wearing a prince's clothes!"

"He looks so good!"

"He looks just like the prince in the fairy tale book!"

A few little girls started discussing in a hurry.

The little boys were a little unconvinced. Children of this age feel that they are princes.Zhang Xiaofei, who was sleeping on the table, was woken up, frowned and rubbed his eyes, and saw the little prince with soft light effect on the stage.

Raise your leg and kick the little fat man beside you: "Sit over there!"

"What are you doing?" The little fat man was not happy.

"You're crowding me." Zhang Xiaofei waved his small fist as he compared the seat that was wider than his own in the entire classroom.

Yielding to the fist, the little fat man sniffed his snot and moved aside aggrievedly.

Satisfied, Zhang Xiaofei raised her hand: "Teacher, let him sit here, there is space here!"

Thus, Jiao Yan sat next to Zhang Xiaofei.

"My name is Zhang Xiaofei, and my first name is Zhang Chenfei. What's your name?" The little boy with red marks on his face, who thought he was handsome, put his chin on one hand and asked coolly.

Jiao Yan has never been with children of the same age, so he is a little nervous, his face is tense: "Jiao Yan."

"This is a big name. My mother said that kindergarten should be called a nickname." Zhang Xiaofei said solemnly.

"Really?" Jiao Yan, who had never been to kindergarten, didn't quite understand, "My nickname is Yanyan."

"Yanyan, hehe, this is for you to eat." Zhang Chenfei took out a milk candy from his pocket and stuffed it into the little prince's hand.This is the secret weapon his mother gave him to make friends. Anyone who has eaten his milk candy in the kindergarten is willing to play with him.

Jiao Yan looked at the candy in his hand, wondering whether he should accept it, hesitated for a while, and whispered, "Thank you."

The teacher continued the class. This class is to teach everyone to write their own names.Each person is given an erasable whiteboard and a colored pencil.Most of the children have learned their names at home and can write them crookedly.

Zhang Chenfei, who had already started to learn arithmetic from his father, naturally wrote a name, and wrote down the three big characters "Zhang Xiaofei".

Jiao Yan watched a lot of preschool cartoons at home and knew a lot of characters, but no one taught him to hold a pen and he couldn't write.Seeing the neat and beautiful handwriting of the kid next to me, I was a little envious.

"Okay, children who can write names, stand up your boards and let everyone have a look." The teacher clapped his hands and looked around everyone's boards.

Most children can write one or two characters, and those who can't write are replaced by O - "Li Ying O" and "Wang OO", but there are also those who can write all of them - "Gao Shiqing" and "Zhang Xiaofei".

"Jiao Yan, why didn't you write it? The teacher heard that you can read." The teacher came over, squatted behind Jiao Yan, and pointed to the words on Zhang Chen's board, "Come and read."

Jiao Yan was at a loss when his name was suddenly called out: "Xiao Zhang..."

"Diao!" Gao Shiqing, who is the youngest but can read the most characters, jumped up, "I can recognize that word. It reads 'Diao'. Zhang Xiaodao, hahahaha!"

Zhang Chenfei threw his pen cap at him: "Then you'll be called Gao Kou Da, no wonder your mouth is so big!"

"Slightly slightly!" Gao Shiqing climbed onto the table and made a face at him with his mouth open.

Zhang Chenfei grabbed the pen and climbed onto the table, wanting to draw a big mouth for him, the two started fighting on the table, kicking over Li Yingjun's small board.

"Zhang Xiaofei, Gao Xiaoqing!" The teacher grabbed one in each hand and lifted the two naughty ghosts down, "If you don't obey the classroom order, you two go to the yard!"

The noisy ones were cleared out, and the class continued.The teacher wrote Jiao Yan's name on the whiteboard and asked him to trace it.

A class just went by like this. After class, the children played around on the anti-fall cushion.Xiao Jiaoyan sat in his seat and didn't move. Everyone was unfamiliar with him and no one played with him.Touching the milk candy in his pocket, Jiao Yan stood up and walked towards the yard with his short legs.

In the yard are various toy facilities, slides, trampolines, crawling nets and swings.The swing is the most precious of all toys, because there are only two places, first come first served.

The two who were fined not to attend the class occupied their seats early, sitting on the swing and shaking their feet triumphantly.

"Zhang Xiaofei, let me play for a while?" The girl in the pink dress begged him.

"Is there any benefit?" Zhang Chenfei remained unmoved, and continued to swing rhythmically, "Old Gao, let's compare who can swing higher!"

"If you let me play, I will be your bride in the future." The little girl grabbed the rope and said innocently.

Zhang Chenfei looked at her: "I don't want it, you wiped your nose on my sleeve last time, so you don't want such a sloppy bride!"

The pink skirt wrinkled her nose, as if she had been greatly humiliated, and imitated the lines in the TV series and said: "Today you don't answer me, but tomorrow I will make you unable to climb up."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran away, grabbing Jiao Yan who was standing alone in the corridor: "Jiao Xiaoyan, let's play "Cinderella". I will be Cinderella and you will be the prince."

Jiao Yan has seen "Cinderella" in cartoons, but he doesn't know how to play it: "You mean let me play the prince, and then ask you to dance?"

"Yes!" The pink skirt smiled and nodded, and brought in three little girls to act as vicious sisters and stepmothers, and then looked provocatively at Zhang Chenfei on the swing,

When children from other classes saw Jiao Yan for the first time, they all thought he was good-looking, and soon many girls gathered around, vying to dance with Jiao Yan.

"Oh, your status is not guaranteed. In the past, you were asked to play the role of the president and they played the role of the daughter." Gao Shiqing gloated.

President Zhang Xiaofei threw down the swing, put one hand in his pocket, and pushed aside the little girl who was about to dance with Jiao Yan.

"Oh, it's Mr. President!"

"Wow, did he come to snatch Xiaoya?"

"Zhang Xiaofei is the one who recites the best lines in our garden, oh, he's going to say it, he's going to say it!"

Zhang Chenfei raised his chin coolly: "I have my eye on him, no one is allowed to touch him." After speaking, he stretched out his limp hand.

"Ah-ah?" The little girl was stuck in the middle of screaming, watching the little president hugging the little prince in disbelief.

The little mushroom radio played the inter-class music, Jiao Yan didn't understand the routine, and Zhang Xiaofei grabbed him and swayed with the music in a daze:

What's dad's dad's name?Dad's dad is called Grandpa.

What is the name of father's mother?Dad's mother is called grandma.

……

After dancing with the little prince, Zhang Xiaofei, the overlord of the kindergarten, unilaterally announced that the new little prince is his wife, and no one is allowed to hold his hand.

"I'm a boy, so I can't be your wife." Jiao Yan knew this common sense.

"I can do it if I say yes, I have the final say in this kindergarten," Zhang Chenfei said unreasonably, stretching out his fleshy little hand to pinch the little prince's chin, "Follow me, they won't bully you. You stay with me." name……"

Jiao Yan is not used to being so close to children, and when he was nervous for a while, he remembered the one Gao Shiqing read: "Zhang Xiaodao?"

"..."

Zhang Xiaofei got angry and didn't talk to Jiao Yan.Jiao Yan didn't realize it, and obediently ate lunch and took a nap according to the teacher's request.

During nap time, children in one class are all in one room, with two small beds next to each other.

Zhang Chenfei was next to Gao Shiqing, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep: "Old Gao, do you think I should go and coax him?"

"Are you sick? He's a boy, do you really think of him as a wife?" Gao Shiqing hugged his foot, put it to his mouth, and took a bite.

"He's good-looking! My dad said that the definition of a daughter-in-law is the most beautiful person in your eyes." Zhang Chen leaned on the wooden fence on the edge of the small bed, staring at Jiao Yan not far away.

Jiao Yan's bed was next to Li Yingjun.

Li Yingjun was a clean and elegant little boy, with crooked eyebrows when he smiled, he said hello to his new neighbor and then lay down.Just about to fall asleep, he was suddenly woken up by someone, turned his head and looked over in shock: "Zhang Xiaofei?"

"Hush—" During the nap, the teacher didn't let him make any noise, Zhang Chenfei looked around, "Let's switch places."

"why?"

"I want to sleep with Yan Yan, he is my wife." Zhang Xiaofei said confidently.

"No, I just like this little pillow." Li Yingjun disagreed.

So Li Xiaojun was beaten and cried by Zhang Xiaofei.

Jiao Yan had just fallen asleep, dreaming that his parents left him at home again, and was suddenly awakened by a burst of crying.Opening his eyes, he saw Li Yingjun standing barefoot on the ground crying, Zhang Chenfei was triumphantly occupying his bed.

When the teacher came in, Zhang Chenfei complained first: "I fell in love with this bed first!"

"Zhang Xiaofei, why is it you again, go back to your own position." The teacher criticized him in a low voice.

"I don't, I'll just sleep here!" Zhang Chenfei grabbed the wooden fence on the bed, then pursed his mouth, as if about to burst into tears.

The teacher was afraid of waking up the other children, so he could only coax Li Yingjun to sleep in Zhang Chenfei's place.

Jiao Yan looked at a hand stretched over the wooden fence, and blinked for no reason.

"The teacher said to sleep holding hands," Zhang Xiaofei said seriously, "holding hands will prevent nightmares."

Jiao Yan stretched out his hand dubiously, and held it together with the hand that smelled like toffee.

"Sleep, Lao Gong will protect you." Zhang Xiaofei said seriously.

Little Jiao Yan closed his eyes again, and the dream just now continued.The nanny turned into a wooden figure and sat motionless on the sofa. He was a little scared and his nose was sore that he wanted to cry.A warm hand stretched out, grabbed his, and said coolly in a milky voice: "Don't be afraid, Lao Gong will accompany you."

The ice-cold dreamland suddenly warmed up, and the little Jiaoyan in the dream couldn't help but smile.

Kindergarten is great.

The author has something to say: This is a story that assumes that the two met early