Once this video was played, all the parents in this parent group became excited.

"Is it really Dean Chen?! I graduated from Qingbei University back then. I will never admit the appearance of Dean Chen!"

"I didn't expect that this rumor was actually true!"

It's not just the parents of this Beijing kindergarten who are excited.

The parent groups of other well-known kindergartens in Beijing are even more excited at this moment!

Parents who have always believed that learning should start from childhood have shown their uncanny skills and started calling Wang Zhiang in every possible way, trying to get their children to transfer to another school.

One afternoon.

Wang Zhiang's phone number has been bombarded with calls.

As for the principals of other well-known kindergartens in Beijing, they all had dark faces after receiving news of parents applying to transfer to another school.

"This Wang Zhi'ang! He's clearly going too far by robbing us of people!!"

"Isn't it just to invite the dean of the lecture university? We can also invite him!"

"Yes! Let's fight him! Let's see who can beat whom!"

…

afternoon.

Walls was sitting in the infirmary. He originally planned to find an opportunity to meet Professor Shen's child so that he could get close to Professor Shen's child.

But over the course of the afternoon, Principal Wang seemed to have forgotten what he had promised him, and until now he had not given him the information about the class where Professor Shen's child was.

On the contrary, several young doctors in the medical office surrounded him with admiration, asking him all kinds of professional knowledge about medicine, as if they regarded him as a free tutor.

Walls was a little depressed.

But he was unwilling to leave now.

I had to answer these young doctors one question at a time.

"Principal Walls, listening to your words is better than studying for ten years! However, with your identity, how come you remember to work in this kindergarten?"

"Principal Walls is here to experience life, right?"

Jenny, who was standing aside and watching with cold eyes, shook her head slightly and communicated in fluent English to the white young man next to her: "The principal is just asking for trouble. I think it's okay if I can't invite Professor Shen. There's no need to be so self-indulgent." identity."

The white young man did not make sarcastic remarks this time. He retorted to Jenny: "I feel that if we can really invite Professor Shen, it is not unacceptable to waste time here."

Jenny was stunned, then raised a pair of deep and beautiful eyes: "Sean, you'd better tell me that you are kidding me."

Sean was noncommittal and did not explain anything. He lowered his head to read the documents in his hand.

Small classes.

Class three.

The three little ones, who had no idea what happened in the kindergarten in the afternoon, were still attending class obediently.

As the head teacher and mathematics teacher, Zhao Zhixia was giving a lecture on the stage. She once again noticed Xiaotian and Xiaohan in the last row of the audience, who were busy with their own things with their heads down.

Although Zhao Zhixia has a good temper, it has its limits.

She frowned, held the teaching stick, pointed at six plus two on the blackboard, and said, "Classmate Shen Xiaohan, please answer the answer to this formula."

Shen Xiaohan raised his head, closed the book in front of him, and replied calmly: "Teacher, the answer is eight."

Zhao Zhixia: "...Well, the answer is correct."

Zhao Zhixia was depressed.

She originally wanted to use Shen Xiaohan's wrong answer to criticize his attitude of not paying attention to class at work, but now... the idea came to nothing.

Zhao Zhixia pursed her lips and asked again: "Then can you tell the teacher, what is the equivalent of four plus nine?"

Zhao Zhixia thought, after all, this is addition and subtraction beyond ten. She hasn't taught addition and subtraction beyond ten yet. She shouldn't be able to do the math this time, right?

Zhao Zhixia forgot.

Shen Xiaohan is a child who got full marks in the mathematics test of the entrance examination.

Shen Xiaohan was silent for a second, frowned and replied: "Teacher, the answer is thirteen."

"Teacher, can I sit down?"

Zhao Zhixia: "...Okay, you can sit down, but the teacher hopes you can listen to the class carefully."

Shen Xiaohan: "The teacher asked me to attend the class to help me master the knowledge, right?"

Zhao Zhixia thought about it and found it very reasonable. She nodded: "Yes."

Shen Xiaohan: "Now that I have mastered this knowledge, can I do other things?"

Zhao Zhixia fell silent again.

She couldn't find a reason to refute. She couldn't laugh or cry: "Forget it, sit down first, and come to my office after class."

…

get out of class is over.

Inside the math office.

Zhao Zhixia led Shen Xiaohan into the office. She sat down, took a sip of tea, and looked at the little boy in front of her: "Can you tell the teacher where you have learned all your mathematics knowledge?"

Zhao Zhixia is already thinking that if Xiaohan learns faster, she can speed up the teaching process appropriately.

Next, Xiaohan’s words.

The tea in Zhao Zhixia's mouth spurted out.

Xiaohan kept a straight face and answered seriously: "I have studied all the textbooks on mathematics by myself. However, it is still a bit difficult to open up new fields of mathematics like my predecessors."
Chapter completed!