Live Broadcasting Raising Dragons in the Interstellar

Half of the nursery teachers failed in the three-day nursery teacher assessment, and related topics were also listed on the readers' hot search list for three days.

Shen Mian finished the exam on the fourth day and finally started the live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, the barrage filled the screen.

[Her Royal Highness's Medal: I finally waited for the dean, woohoo, I haven't seen the dean for several days, I almost want to die.After watching so many live broadcast rooms, I still think Dean's place is the best.Send stars to Dean. 】

[As long as the vanilla flavor: how did the dean do in the exam this time?Although I saw the hot search, I was really worried.One of my relatives came back from the exam and cried all day. 】

[Night listening to the sound of the wind and rain: Is this the hot-searched [-]-point dean?Came across the link. 】

[Jiang Jiangjiang: Me too!I haven't seen Cubs for a long time! 】

[Xiao Gaogao: I saw the anchor on the hot search list!So I came here to watch it, the host is as good-looking as the video.The cubs are super cute too. 】

[Crystal Flower: Me in front too!It was love at first sight in the popular video, the scene where the little dragon cub fell into the arms of the director was so handsome, I watched it several times. 】

[Ice Cube: I took a screenshot of the animation, whoever wants it can click on my homepage and get it directly from the animation. 】

Shen Mian had stopped the live broadcast for two days before the exam. She thought that today's live broadcast would attract less attention, but as soon as the live broadcast started, more viewers flooded in than usual. The translucent barrage in the holographic glasses Superimposed together, even covering Shen Mian's sight.Shen Mian was stunned for a moment before she remembered that she had been on the trending search after the first day of the exam, and the number of views of that video could only exceed [-] million in one day. These new viewers should be attracted by the trending search .

Shen Mian paused for a moment, and increased the transparency of the bullet screen of the holographic glasses to 80.00%, so that she could see the classroom clearly through the bullet screen: "A few days ago, I took the unified examination for nursery teachers, so there has been no live broadcast."

"Live class today."

Shen Mian touched the Yan Tan that was flying around.

The dragon cubs had just had breakfast, and Jie'an Xingfei and Lu Yuan were sitting in the classroom, with pens and paper spread on every table.Lu Yuan sat on the seat and bit the pen, stretched out his claws to grab his face plate and round ears from time to time, and scratched out several lines of crooked handwriting on the paper in front of him.

Xing Fei and Jie'an sat together, with various books spread out on the table, such as "Short Essays", "The Beauty of Poetry", "Appreciation of Beautiful Prose and Beautiful Sentences...all are reference books to guide young dragons in writing.

Jie'an looked down at the notebook in front of him: "I always think this example is weird, but I can't think of a better one."

Xing Fei took out a copy of "Classic Arguments" from the pile of books: "It feels inconsistent with the previous article, and the focus of the topic seems to be skewed. See if there are other examples and replace it."

Lu Yuan jumped down from his seat and stood in front of Xing Fei and Jie'an. He looked at the table for a while, but found that he couldn't understand, so he had to move back to his seat.

Yan Tan held the drawing paper and sketch pen in his hand, fluttering his wings to observe the expressions of each dragon cub.

[Seventh Legion Super God: What are you guys doing?Are you making papers?The dean's lectures are super fast. My little nephew is as old as Jie'an, and the class has not gone through half of the dean's. 】

[Do you have a sore throat today: Half of the semester has just passed, and the dean has already finished a book. 】

[Darkness: It doesn't seem like a test, Jie'an and Xingfei are sitting together, and the three of them wrote differently.Jie'an wrote a lot, and Xingfei wrote a little. 】

[Nishi: Are you writing an article for a new star?Several children in my family are also writing, and they haven’t finished writing [-] characters for half a month. They are crying while writing, which is more difficult than Lu Yuan. 】

[Xue Lulu: Yan Tan cubs are so cute flying around, and they even draw around with paper drawings.We Yantan baby will want a painter in the future, right? 】

Shen Mian leaned on the podium to read the textbook, and didn't interfere with the little dragon cubs writing the call for papers: "Well, it's the call for papers for Xinxing. They wrote it relatively late. Jie'an and Xing Fei finished it and are revising it."

"Lu Yuan? Lu Yuan didn't finish the first edition yet. Yan Tan didn't participate in the call for papers, and is now drawing."

Jie'an wrote a short essay of [-] words, and writing [-] words was not an easy task for the little dragon cubs.Most of the little dragon cubs need to be supervised by teachers and parents to complete the short essays, and Jie'an rarely finishes writing the book by himself.

Xing Fei did not choose short essays, but wrote poems.

Shen Mian felt that the little girl would not be able to write poems praising how many colors the dean had.

After all, apart from Yan Tan, there should be no other cubs who would notice how many colors the dean has on his body.

Yan Tan was lying in Shen Mian's arms, humming a tune and sketching on the paper, quickly sketching a Lu Yuan who was holding his face.

Lu Yuan's poems have been written for several days, but the progress is still stuck at the beginning.

The black and white fat man crossed out another line, then collapsed on the chair, feeling useless.

[Writing a paper! : It’s very similar to me writing a thesis, writing a line and deleting a line, so I didn’t write anything after a day. 】

[True or false: woo woo woo, the paper written earlier is too real.

Lu Yuan was paralyzed for a while, and raised his hand: "Dean, can you let Uncle He come over? I feel that if this goes on, my ears will either become bald, or my face will become bigger."

Shen Mian raised her head when she heard the words: "Is it hard to write? May I give you some advice?"

Yan Tan was still drawing, and Shen Mian put the little dragon cub on the seat.

Lu Yuan: "I need inspiration, Uncle He talks the most."

Shen Mian thought for a while: "Indeed."

He was always satisfied with the reasonable demands of the little dragon cubs, so he got up and went out to find He Xing.

【Xue Lulu: Not only did the dean not refute, but he actually agreed with Lu Yuanyuan, he died laughing. 】

[Sudden transformation: What is the relationship between the dean and Mr. He? 】

[The sky is full of bright stars: friends... I actually like Mr. He more, the dean is too cold, I feel cold. 】

[Song of the Rain: Dean Gao Leng is on the outside, my friend, but he is super cute on the inside, and his whole body is full of cuteness. 】

He Xing followed Shen Mian to the classroom, took a chair and sat next to Lu Yuan, pinched Lu Yuan's extremely elastic face: "I heard that you can't write poems and ask me for help, come, let uncle, I will pay attention to you .”

Shen Mian glanced at it, and felt that He Xing was reliable in taking care of the children, so she lowered her head and continued preparing lessons.

He has finished speaking a book, and when the call for papers is over, it's time to open the next textbook for the dragon cubs.

Lu Yuan: "Uncle, how did you write before? Did you also write poetry?"

He Xing nodded: "I don't want to write [-] characters, so I have to write poems. I made up [-] lines."

Lu Yuan immediately sat up straight: "Then uncle, quickly teach me how to compose...how to write poems."

He Xing coughed lightly: "First of all, we need to review the topic and clarify what we want to write. If you look at this topic, we are asked to choose an object to describe."

It sounds reasonable at first glance.

Shen Mian nodded silently in her heart.

Xing Fei and Jie'an sat next to He Xing with small stools, waiting for Mr. He to continue his lecture in the small classroom.

He is a pure science student, and his composition is always off topic. Like this lyrical type of article, he will waste it as soon as he writes it, and he will get stuck at the beginning. He can't be lyrical at all.

He Xing: "The topic asks to write about your favorite person or dragon. Think about it, who do you want to write about?"

Lu Yuan struggled for a while: "...Jie'an and Xingfei both wrote the dean, so I will write about my grandfather."

He Xing rubbed Little Banlong's head: "Then write about grandpa. Do you still remember how you and grandpa got along? Think about it, then write down these things and simplify them into a few sentences."

Lu Yuan found it difficult: "But what should I write?"

It's hard to pick one thing out of so many things, so simplify?

He Xing leaned against his chin: "I remember when I wrote that my father trained with me. I have never won or lost. No matter how frustrated or unwilling I am, my father will tell me to stand up and continue. He also told me In a word, I remember it till now."

The little dragon cubs looked at He Xing eagerly.

Jie'an whispered: "In fact, the dean is also like this. I often failed to practice fire breathing before. The dean never dislikes it and is always by my side."

So we must do our best to be worthy of the dean.

Xing Fei quietly stretched out his hand to hold Shen Mian's sleeve, and smiled at Shen Mian: "Well, the dean is the best."

Jie'an and Xingfei are as sweet as sugar.

Shen Mian lowered her gaze: "Who would be willing to despise you?"

Jie'an looked at He Xing: "Uncle, does your father often encourage you?"

He Xing suddenly fell silent, and it took a while before he spoke: "That's not right, he said that if he can't do it well, he can just throw it out."

Little dragon cubs: "..."

Then what are you talking about like an inspirational story!

Shen Mian held the textbook and tried her best to resist the urge to throw the book on He Xing's head.

"If you write this, can you still be selected?"

He Xing coughed: "Of course not. Didn't I give you an example? This is true. My teacher even praised me and asked me to copy the poem ten times."

Shen Mian: "..."

Why didn't your teacher show the poem to your father?

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up: "Then I will write about the time when I was given to another dragon by my grandfather in a purse, and then I went around the whole store!"

He Xing snapped his fingers: "It's not important to be moved, what's important is the truth. No matter how well written their dragon cubs are, they are not made up. How can our stories have novelty and sincerity. Let me teach you, Lu Yuan, the beginning is like this." Write 'While I was...'"

Shen Mian couldn't bear it anymore: "You... are you teaching Lu Yuan to write poetry or to teach him to write comedies?"

He kicked He Xing's stool, "Don't be mentally polluted here, get up."

He Xing didn't seem to be sitting still, he leaned on the corner of the table and bumped into Shen Mian.

Shen Mian's face gradually froze.

Jie'an held Xing Fei's hand, and the two little dragon cubs moved aside in small steps.

Jie'an sighed decently: "Uncle He always thinks of some amazing things, and then he has to say them."

Xing Fei thought for a while: "Maybe this is... looking for a fight."

Dean Shen threw away the textbook.

Lu Yuan quickly covered his eyes.

He Xing was quick to wit: "Oh——"

The author has something to say: He Longlong's childhood masterpiece will be added later, today is too late, how about thirty red envelopes?

He Longlong's childhood masterpiece "My Father"

i have a father

On the outside, he is the general of the people's quasi (respect, typo)

At home, he was a commanding father

he exercises me a lot

For my teeth and body, he often eats my snacks

In order to grind (typo +1) my will, I often take me to training

No matter how bad I do, my dad sits by my side

tell me

If I can't do it well, throw me out and pick up another one.

I told him

My mother will beat you up.

……

(Unfinished)