You can't afford to be a cat man!

The hostess left in a hurry after seeing her son's first class. She had an appointment with someone at ten o'clock today. There might be minor accidents like traffic jams on the road, so it's better to leave early.

This date was very important. It was a high-level executive from a private company she had befriended when she was working in the system. She had expressed her intention to solicit her very early on. The hostess also thought about it for a long time before replying to him.

She patted her ass and left, and came back exhausted after six o'clock in the evening. Seeing that the host had prepared the meals early, she couldn't help but smile: "Hey, you're really hardworking today."

The hostess walked forward quickly while talking, rubbed the little one who was holding the meat bun, and asked Li Yan who was squatting beside him: "Condom, is my brother good at school today?"

That's what she said, but judging from the results of her onlookers in the first class, the hostess actually didn't have much hope. There are so many children and her son is the most noisy one.

Unexpectedly, Li Yan took out a small notebook from his schoolbag, opened it, and showed it to the hostess. There was a very beautiful little red flower sticker on it.

This looks like a common trick used by kindergarten teachers to coax children to behave well. The hostess wondered if every child got a flower on the first day of school?

Xiao Budian had no interest in that strange place with a group of people of the same age. He didn't want to answer the hostess's question at first. Seeing Li Yan helping him show off the little red flowers, he couldn't help curling the corners of his lips and said indifferently: "Arithmetic!"

The hostess suddenly realized that the kindergarten is not only about drawing and paper-cutting games with the children, it must also involve numbers and so on. Even if she only teaches "123", her son has an inherent advantage.

Three children can get little red flowers in one class, and the teachers intentionally prevent everyone from returning empty-handed on the first day.But the little one was not given to him reluctantly by the teacher because he didn't want to hurt his young heart, but it was really the little one who won it by virtue of his own ability.

In the first arithmetic class, the teacher led everyone to read the number "1" aloud on it, and the little boy scribbled on the card without nodding his head.

Today's arithmetic class is assigned in the afternoon, and school can be dismissed after class. The arithmetic teacher's surname is Wang. I have heard from the teachers of other classes that there is a very special student in class 1B. It's so bad that I don't even play with the children during the game time at noon, and I don't answer anyone.

The other party also brought a summoned beast, so it was easy to recognize. She had seen the little one sitting alone at the very edge when she first entered the classroom.After the class was over, she let the children move around freely, and walked over curiously to see what he was doing throughout the class.

Several cards full of strange symbols were thrown on the cat round table. Teacher Wang looked at the one that the little one was holding in his hand. He really couldn't see what he was drawing, and asked curiously: "Baby, what are you doing?" Woolen cloth?"

Xiao Budian ignored her, and frowned in distress, resting his cheeks, staring at the cat paw prints that he couldn't draw no matter what, and let out a long breath.

Li Yan, on the other hand, felt that it was not good to leave him alone. After all, he was a teacher, so he enthusiastically waved his paw at Teacher Wang, and even rolled on the table.

In the next second, Teacher Wang saw that little chubby cast a very hostile white eye at him.

She was slightly taken aback, and poked the other person's steamed bun face very interestedly: "Baby, why don't you listen to the lecture?"

Kindergarten teachers pay great attention to fun in class, and rarely have long and complicated speeches. Teacher Wang felt that what he said was very interesting. Why did this child not look up from the beginning to the end?

Xiao BuDian gave her another look with disdain. Just as she was about to continue painting, she felt that this person might not stop harassing her. After thinking about it, she said, "97 minus 69 equals 28."

This is the first time he has ever picked up a pen since he was a child, and the rest of the time he spends all his time calculating mentally and verbally. He has never experienced the process of other children solving vertically, so he always opens his mouth.

Teacher Wang was really shocked. He stared at him for a long time, gave him two thumbs up, and posted a small red flower on him, praised him a few times, and left in a hurry.

Li Yan reckoned that after such a visit, the teachers' attitude towards the little one would definitely change when class starts tomorrow.It's not that teachers discriminate against little ones now, but this guy is a bit weird for sure.

But when Teacher Wang spread the news about the little boy's cleverness, the group of teachers must automatically and spontaneously understand the little boy's maverick.Absolute fairness does not exist in the world. Although every child is a treasure bestowed by God, people will always be more tolerant of geniuses.

After dinner, the little one sat in the study room in the small attic, slapped his hands and sang ABCD songs along with the learning machine. The little milk voice was babbling, and the words were very clear. The only pity was that he was basically out of tune.

Li Yan glanced sideways, took a pencil from the table, and thought about teaching the little one how to hold the pencil after he finished singing.Considering that his claws might not be good enough for the arduous task of teaching children the correct pen-holding posture, Pidianpidian went to the first floor and called the host up.

The host looked at the pen he stuffed into his hand, thought of listening to the hostess talking about his son's going to school, and after thinking about it, he understood what he meant.

However, he was not in a hurry to teach the child. Instead, he ran to his study downstairs in desperation, turned on the computer and searched for the correct posture for holding a pen, and compared the pictures on the screen for a long time before leaving. went back.

The male host sat on the seat next to the little one, full of confidence and said kindly: "Baby, Daddy will teach you how to hold the pen correctly."

He made movements for the little one, and he felt very relieved when he saw his son learn it with a stiff face. When the little one was almost done learning, his heart was restless, and he pulled his son's little hand affectionately: "Xingyuan , The future of our old Lu family is up to you, your father suffered from the fact that I was not able to go to school at that time, so I will definitely provide you with the best learning environment!"

Xiaobudian was very happy that Hungry Meow helped him develop a new game, but unexpectedly, his own father started to chatter a lot, he shook off the host's hand, ignored him and continued to sing.

The male host just boasted that Haikou will provide the best environment for the child. Seeing him go to study, of course it is not easy to disturb him, but half of the words are really uncomfortable. Just grab Li Yan's claws and say affectionately: "Confession, Dad really doesn't know how to thank you. When Xingyuan gets his Ph.D., Dad will buy you endless shrimp slips!"

Li Yan drooled habitually at first, then remembered something, pulled his paw out of his hand, and scratched his ear.

——Hmph, I hate bad guys who write bad checks and talk to people the most, let alone finish my Ph. D., I may not live to the day when he is admitted to high school.

The lifespan of a folded-eared cat is really abused every time I think about it. Fortunately, Li Yan has learned how to face the bloody fate after being sadly urged to become a cat, and he let it go after being depressed for a while.

He imagined the scene of the little boy growing up to be fourteen or fifteen years old, with pimples and acne on his face, squatting in front of his own grave and secretly crying, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

Li Yan thought about how he had to root his habit of eating shrimp slippery in the little one's head before he died, so that when the little one went to the grave in the future, he would at least know how to burn some shrimp slippery for him.

These thoughts just passed through his mind for a while, and Li Yan didn't take it seriously. He has earned nothing in his life, and God has been very kind to him.

Li Yan soon cheered up, and slapped and sang together with Xiao Budian. Although he couldn't pronounce the English letters, he was definitely more in tune than Xiao Budian.

One person and one cat sang and made a fuss, so loud that the hostess who was watching TV on the first floor came up and sang together. It was after eight o'clock, worried that the neighbors would sleep and stop disturbing others, so the hostess blocked their mouths up.

After singing for nearly two hours, Xiaobudian is already very familiar with this song. Although he still doesn't understand what these letters are used for, he has firmly memorized their pronunciation and arrangement order.

He wasn't in a hurry, and slowly he was able to figure out their functions. When Li Yan showed him the numbers, he also used this kind of cramming education. He didn't know it at the time, but now he has mastered it very skillfully.

Kindergarten is a new environment that I don’t like very much for the little one, and it has no special meaning in his little mind, so that night he was not at all like an ordinary child who was so excited to go to school on the first day that he couldn’t sleep, or one day. The performance of being too tired after class and going to bed early.

He yawned for the first time at around 09:30 today, as usual, and then his head drooped, and his forehead rested on the desktop for a while before he lifted it up and continued writing.

The little one is drawing "2", the writing method of 1 is too simple, he just draws a random line, he quickly jumped to connect the second number, but this time he encountered trouble, his hands were sore Yes, it still looks awkward.

Li Yan saw that his writing was heavy on the feet and top-heavy, and felt a little guilty for a while, thinking that it was the sequelae of the little one who drew too many cat paw prints during the day, which led to problems with the layout.

Fortunately, this problem can be easily corrected. Li Yan vaguely remembers that he used matts when he was in elementary school. When he passes by the canteen at the entrance of the kindergarten tomorrow, he will ask the hostess to buy a copy for the little one.