Qin Dong told me to take medicine, but I refused [Entertainment]

During nap time, the whole kindergarten is quiet.

The staff retreated to the special reception room and waited. Xiang Tanwei, Ying Qiuqiu, and Chai Zicong also got a chance to take a lunch break and stop by for a meal.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the kindergarten, so the three of them were not overheated.

Xiang Tanwei finally got the chance to remove his scythes during the break time. Of course, before that, the three of them naively thought that they had to wear them all the time.The three of them ate in misery for a while, rose up and resisted, and finally removed the parts in their hands under the "grace" of the pd.

After eating, the three of them followed the kindergarten teacher to prepare the afternoon activity materials.

The main activity this afternoon is painting.

The preschool teacher popularized science with several people: "Painting is a good activity for children. Especially for children with autism. Well, our kindergarten also has a class for children with autism. This can give The space for their full imagination can also allow them to contact the outside world, which is the so-called interaction of information.”

Zeng Chai Zicong, the master of mental arithmetic: "Teach arithmetic? I can teach it."

The preschool teacher smiled: "We teach, such as abacus and so on. Many children will have the opportunity to go to ordinary schools in the future. If they know more, they will not be... um."

Xiang Tanwei raised his hand: "I can teach singing, nursery rhymes and nursery rhymes are fine."

The preschool teacher was very happy: "Then trouble mantis, cough cough, trouble Tanwei to sing a song or two for everyone, okay?"

Ying Qiuqiu, who knows only taekwondo, weakly raised his hand: "Can I teach Taekwondo..."

The preschool teacher hurriedly stopped Ying Qiuqiu's thoughts: "Qiuqiu should prepare the drawing materials with me, and I will be too busy to teach everyone how to draw later."

In fact, usually a kindergarten teacher can take care of these few, but the kindergarten teacher is also quite happy to be able to recruit coolies.

The material preparation is quite simple, a set of small colored pencils and crayons, three sheets of paper, and a small basket of small plastic molds.

Xiang Tanwei counted the molds: "What are these? How do they work..."

Chai Zicong saw through it at a glance: "Isn't it just pressing on the paper, just by the side of the ditch."

The small plastic molds are full of basic patterns such as five-pointed stars and circles, which are difficult for children to draw well.

Xiang Tanwei nodded and said, "Isn't it easy to draw?"

The preschool teacher just laughed when he heard this sentence, but didn't speak.

……

In the afternoon, the preschool teacher went to wake up several children, and took a group to wash their faces in a team.

Looking at the sleepy eyes of a group of people, Xiang Tanwei imitated the kindergarten teacher to dip a towel in water and wipe their faces, and commented to Ying Qiuqiu and Chai Zicong: "Isn't it like mother duck taking a group of ducklings to the river to wash their faces?"

Chai Zicong and Ying Qiuqiu: "...it seems."

[Duck mother is super gentle, taking a group of newborn ducklings to the river to wash for nothing.

The little duck stepped into the water, and one accidentally "capsized", his head plunged into the water, and he woke up suddenly. ]

Seeing that several children were shaken by the stimulation of the wet towel, he laughed out loud on the spot.

After a group of people washed their faces and dried their hands, they all went to their seats, and the kindergarten teacher began to teach a group of children to draw.

Although it is teaching, but... the children are still weak, their hands are not strong enough, and they can't draw well with a mold, let alone draw according to the teacher's teaching. They can draw all kinds of things, which is completely the rhythm of ghosts. .

Xiang Tan, who was watching, was slightly stunned: "These paintings are quite Picasso."

Some children heard it and wondered: "What is Picasso?"

The preschool teacher smiled and said, "It's a very famous painter, Tanwei Superman is praising you for your good painting."

Ying Qiuqiu passed by Xiang Tanwei with a smile, and then kicked him directly: "Talk too much."

Xiang Tanwei: "qaq"

When everyone was almost done drawing, the kindergarten teacher encouraged Xiang Tanwei to sing for everyone.

Xiang Tanwei is still very good at singing nursery rhymes, and the song "Counting Ducks" came up.

"Under the bridge in front of the gate, a flock of ducks swam—"

When the number was sung, there were exactly eight children, and he pointed to them one by one: "Come on, come on and count, two, four, six, seven, eight~"

The children were amused and giggled together.

After Xiang Tanwei finished singing, Chai Zicong taught the children the simplest mental arithmetic.

In this way, the mission of the three of them basically ended here.

Including the kindergarten teacher, there are nine people in total, and it happened to give three five-pointed stars to each of them, and all three passed the task.

……

Xiang Tanwei took off the tightly wrapped mantis sleeve.

Xiao Jin came over and said to Xiang Tanwei: "I just asked pd if I could send a photo of today or the audio of your singing. The pd said that the photo and audio can be sent to the official, and we will forward it when the time comes."

Xiang Tan nodded slightly.

Xiao Jin was a little worried: "I didn't sleep much yesterday, how are you doing now?"

Xiang Tanwei covered his face with his hands: "God, I'm going to pass out..."

Xiao Jin: "...don't use dialect."

Xiang Tanwei raised his hand: "I'm sleepy like a little fool, I beg you to have a meal and go to sleep directly."

Xiao Jin nodded: "Well, I bought food just now and put it in the nanny's car. After eating, you can sleep in the car for a while, and I'll take you back to sleep with the crew of "Common Life" later."

Xiang Tanwei raised his other hand: "I want to post on Weibo."

Xiao Jin: "Fat, Fa, whatever you want."

Xiang Tanwei took out his mobile phone and took out two photos of himself, and then posted them on Weibo: "Work is over today, ps: The kids are so cute [selfie]"

Fans who seize the first floor: ? ?What about children?was eaten? ?

Fans on the second floor mistakenly thought they were number one: Number one, launch love~

Fan on the third floor: Is Tanwei saying that he is a child?Hey... I want to tell Qin Dong and Mi Xinghe to go.

Xiang Tanwei didn't even think about being funny, he just wanted to eat and sleep.

He looked at the comment he replied and smiled inwardly, turned off his phone and followed Xiao Jin back to the car.

In the parking lot, next to Xiang Tanwei's nanny's car, Qin Mingli was on the phone with a jar of soup.

Uncle Wei is exhorting: "The artists under my banner can't be exhausted, let alone Tanwei is not just an artist under your banner."

Qin Mingli: "I know."

Uncle Wei: "Have you been to Tanwei now? Has he dismissed his work yet?"

Qin Mingli glanced at the person walking by the entrance: "It's time to call it a day."

Uncle Wei was relieved: "Okay, I won't say more. Remember to give it to Tang."

Qin Mingli responded and hung up the phone.

Xiang Tan was so sleepy that his vision was a bit blurred, and when he yawned, his eyes were filled with physiological tears, causing the world in front of him to become a patch of color, and he couldn't see the details clearly.

He didn't see Qin Mingli until he was close to his nanny's car.

After rubbing his eyes, he showed a soft smile: "Dong Qin, why are you here?"

Qin Mingli raised the soup in his hand: "Uncle Wei asked me to bring you some soup to nourish your body. Get in the car first."

Xiao Jin opened the door for the two of them.

Qin Mingli and Xiang Tanwei got into the back seat.

Xiao Jin went to the front alone.

There are two sets of rice on the back seat, which Xiaojin bought for himself and Xiang Tanwei's dinner.

Qin Mingli passed the soup first, then took the lunch box and opened it to look at it: "Dinner is okay, let's have a bowl of soup first."

[Xiang Tanwei hugs Qin Mingli and rubs against him, still saying: Qin Dong, little angel~ soooo~]

Thinking about it this way, in reality, Xiang Tanwei is really too sleepy to have any extreme exercise.He took the soup and opened the lid to see that it was Samgyetang.

Taking a sip from the matching spoon on the side, Xiang Tanwei sighed inwardly: [Delicious——]

Qin Mingli asked, "Is the saltiness right?"

Xiang Tan smiled slightly at Qin Mingli: "It's just right~"

Xiao Jin, who was shown off by the back, pointed to the lunch box silently, and told Qin Dong that there was still a portion in it for him.

Qin Mingli handed Xiao Jin a copy.

Xiao Jin smiled at the two of them, and got out of the car wisely to eat.

Xiang Tanwei ate some chicken and drank some soup, his stomach was already half full.When I come back to eat box lunch, I can't eat much anymore.

Qin Mingli looked at Xiang Tan and ate slightly: "Don't force it when you're full, save some for me to taste."

Xiang Tan was at a loss: "Hey, Mr. Qin, haven't you had dinner yet?"

Qin Mingli nodded: "It's still a little early for dinner."

Xiang Tanwei handed the soup to Qin Mingli: "Hey, have a drink."

Qin Mingli: "Hey me?"

Xiang Tan was so sleepy that he was really incapable of thinking, and when he heard Qin Mingli say hello, he picked up a spoon and scooped up half a spoonful of soup: "Ah——"

Use the same tone and actions as you would with a kindergartener.

But Qin Mingli likes this kind of thing very much.

The two of them repeated this set of actions several times with great joy, and Qin Mingli then extended his hand and declined Xiang Tanwei's continued feeding: "Are you full?"

Xiang Tan nodded slightly: "Well, I'm full."

Qin Mingli pressed the car window: "Xiaojin, are you done eating? Take the two of us to the set."

Just as Xiao Jin finished eating, he opened the rear car door and put away the two lunch boxes: "Wait a minute, I'll throw it away."

The trash can was not far away, Xiao Jin immediately started the car after throwing it away, and set off in the direction of the crew.Of course, she remembered to close the window.

Xiang Tanwei pressed onto Qin Mingli's body as he imagined in his mind, rubbed against him, adjusted to the most comfortable posture, and closed his eyes: "Hey, are you going to the set with me?"

Qin Mingli took Xiang Tanwei by the hand: "Yes. Seran is on the set these days, so I'll stay with you for two days. It's convenient for us to discuss something."

Xiang Tanwei: "Will you live with me?"

To be able to ask such a question, it seems that he is already sleepy and delirious.

Qin Mingli felt the back and forth between Xiang Tanwei's mind and reality, and laughed: "I live in the room next to you, and I will bring you an extra meal."

Xiang Tan smiled, his consciousness had almost slipped into sleep, and he murmured: "That's great."

Qin Mingli laughed softly: "Well, I'm your little angel."

[Um?Did I ask the little angel to speak out just now? ]

Xiang Tanwei was puzzled in his mind, but couldn't bear the drowsiness, and finally fell asleep.