Spear Teacher

The next day, Jiang Qiyu opened her eyes and suddenly faced Yu Xiaoyu's "tilted head kill".

"!!!"

Fortunately, the bed was big, so she didn't fall down after being frightened.

"Hey, sister Yu,"

Yu Xiaoyu saw her guilty look of being caught in bed, and immediately grinned with a wretched face:

"You two yesterday..."

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu raised her hand in time to stop her dangerous association, and still used the same perfunctory fixed rhetoric:

"We are lip friendship."

——

That day, Qi Yu and Jiang Qiyu, who had finished their morning exercises, went to the recording site of "Resurrection! My Lover!" together.

The eight guests gathered together and began to listen to the director's arrangement of today's task links:

Several guests freely chose to form a group of two and go to the parent-child interactive experience hall that the program team had communicated in advance to experience being a parent for a day.

The first group was a pair of former lovers who were still in love. Both of them were actors, but because of work, they were rarely together and had to break up.

The two were the most popular couple before, so they naturally locked onto each other quickly.

The other four people rolled their eyes at their exes, and then they firmly chose to cross-swap.

In the end, Jiang Qiyu and Qi Yu were left, and they automatically became a group.

On the bus to the mission site, everyone talked about their views on children and shared some interesting stories about themselves and their relatives' children.

A female guest took the initiative to talk to Jiang Qiyu:

"Qiyu, do you like children?"

Jiang Qiyu turned to look at her and nodded with a smile:

"I like it."

Before she asked, she began to share the children she had met before:

"When I was shopping in a mall before, I met a child who was very cute and curious. There was a piano on the first floor of the mall that was marked "For display only, please do not touch" and blocked by a fence. He went in and started pressing keys on it. No matter how the mother called him outside, he would not come down."

"Ah?" A male guest leaned over:

"Isn't that a naughty child? How is it cute?"

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu shook her head with disapproval, "Children are naturally active, which is understandable."

After that, she continued:

"When I was I found it interesting, so I went to chat with the child's mother. She said she brought her child out to relax on the weekend. After chatting for a while, I told her that I was actually a talent scout. I just heard this child playing the piano and he had a strong sense of music and was very talented. In time, he might be the next Beethoven. "

"Then I left my phone number to her and told her that if the child passed the tenth level of piano, she must contact me and introduce the child to the National Theater. "

"......Ah?"

"Ah..." Facing the complicated eyes of several guests, Jiang Qiyu sighed and said:

"I guess that child will never have a chance to spend the weekend again."

"......"

After she finished telling this story, the barrage that was originally immersed in the beauty of each pair of CPs was instantly filled with [Hahaha].

[No, I laughed to death. Sister, you know how to kill people.]

[I learned it. I will try it on my relatives' children someday.]

[Hahahahahahahaha......naughty child killer, this sister will not go to kill children randomly, right? 】

Of course, some people condemned the story she shared:

[......I am speechless. Why are you so malicious to a child? ]

[The person above please move aside. Your relic is jumping on me. ]

And the other guests could not laugh openly, so they could only purse their lips secretly.

Zhang Yang, the male guest who lost his real name yesterday, smiled and looked at Qi Yu who had not participated in the topic:

"Why don't you share with us?"

"......"

The man who was suddenly cueed paused, and did not put on airs. He shared the story between himself and his child openly:

"I have a little nephew who was naughty when he was young."

Jiang Qiyu knew at the time that he was talking about Qiao Fang. Thinking of the unfortunate child, he couldn't help but lowered his head and smiled secretly.

Qi Yu looked at her in confusion, and then continued under the urging of others:

"When he was in elementary school, he suddenly called me and said that a boy in his class wanted to fight him, and he wanted to borrow my secretary to help him."

"Ah? Why?"

The male guest who had just spoken to her spoke again:

"You are his uncle, why do you want your secretary to help him?"

"He said my secretary has tattoos, which is scary."

"Hahahaha..." The man couldn't help laughing and asked again:

"Then what, youDid the secretary go?"

"Yes," Qi Yu spread his hands helplessly: "In the end, they were both despised by each other."

Zhang Yang also asked curiously: "Why is that?"

"Because my secretary has the initials of my first love."

"......"

After a short silence, the car burst into laughter again.

......

In this way, amid everyone's laughter, the bus carrying the guests soon arrived at the parent-child activity experience hall designated by the program team in the city.

Four groups of guests stood on the stage, and there were more than a dozen children of all ages under the stage.

The program team issued a task: each group of guests performed on stage once, and the children chose who would be their "one-day parents".

Three groups of guests took turns to perform, making the children laugh continuously.

When it was the last group's turn,

Jiang Qiyu looked at Qi Yu beside him, thinking of his "uncle's slap" I couldn't help but shudder.

For the sake of the flowers of the motherland, I decided to stand up and perform a simple and correct nursery rhyme for the children.

Don't seek merit but avoid mistakes.

She went on stage confidently, asked Qi Yu to stand beside her and beat the rhythm with a metronome, and then slowly opened her voice in the innocent and clear eyes of the children...

"..."

At the end of the song, not only were all the children in the audience stunned, but even the staff and guests forgot to react.

Qi Yu simply put away the metronome, held her hand and put the microphone that was like a deadly weapon to his mouth:

"What if I say this is a nursery rhyme recitation. ”

“......”

[It’s so beautiful, it feels like she doesn’t care about other people’s lives.]

[This sister’s singing is really tempting to pee, no, cry...]

[Da Silly Chun, what on earth do you want to do (loudly) What is your purpose?!]

[Jiang Qiyu, if you continue like this, I will really kill you [smile]]

[Why is the barrage so malicious? If it were you, you might not sing as badly as she does [heart]]

[Sister, when you sing, the east and west wing rooms collapse, leaving only the south hall.]

In the final selection phase, each of the other groups was surrounded by three or five children.

Only Jiang Qiyu, who was reciting nursery rhymes, met the eyes of a little fat boy who didn’t have time to run away because he squatted down to tie his shoelaces.

“......”

The little fat boy looked at the “auntie” who was shouting and yelling with the microphone just now, and then turned to look at the “uncle” next to her who looked like he was not easy to mess with...

“Wow——”

She cried very loudly.