The teachers in the previous training classes were all rigid and shameless.

But they are still young, so why should they think about this? Just ask them directly.

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"Teacher, do you still like to watch this? Does your child also like to watch it?"

"I don't have a child yet." Qi Yuncheng said while standing in front of the children's desks. At the same time, he felt that he really didn't have the talent to be a teacher.

So let’s just chat and forget about it, and then let Gao Feng change people when the time is up.

After all, I know a lot of seniors, and there must be some who teach drums.

I once said that if it really doesn’t work, I won’t hold on.

It’s only the first day anyway.

General training classes also focus on letting children get familiar with the environment rather than starting teaching, so this is totally fine.

"Teacher, you like to watch it yourself, do you really?" An eight-year-old girl wearing a colorful skirt also followed. She is probably the youngest.

But she's so cute, she has a milky voice, and her braids are nice.

"What's the point? Just watch it if you like it."

Of course Qi Yuncheng liked to watch Two Lifetimes when he was a child, but now he can only say this, otherwise they would not believe it.

Because it is now 2011, and this TV was only released in 2008.

"Teacher, which one do you like?"

"Yan Lili!" Qi Yuncheng said

"Teacher, why do you like her? She is a bad person."

"That's right! How can you like her? She opposes them everywhere and does a lot of bad things."

"Teacher, are you okay?"

"Are we watching the same TV?"

……

Perhaps because they didn't want to hear it, the chatterbox of these little guys suddenly opened up, and they were no longer as sad as when they were reasoning.

But that sentence, "Teacher, are you okay with it?" almost touched his heart. It was childish and unbridled.

And it's normal.

They definitely care about the plot, but it's different when Qi Yuncheng is a boy.

But just when they were having a good chat.

The parents and Song Yi who were a few meters away couldn't figure out what they were talking about, and they were talking all over the place.

There is no trace of class at all.

Suddenly these parents were vaguely sure of something.

At this time, Gao Feng also took a look outside, but his expression was different from that of the parents. To be honest, the atmosphere was much better than being a student.

So he took one look and left, because he was very confident about Qi Yuncheng and was not worried at all.

"Okay, okay, stop talking. You have more than a dozen mouths, how can I speak to you."

Qi Yuncheng shook his head helplessly, but after a while he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and asked, "Do you want to see the clothes you wear when singing drums?"

"Does it look good?"

"You'll know just by looking at it."

Qi Yuncheng didn't adjust any photo albums, and directly turned on the screen saver of his mobile phone. Yes, it was Song Yi wearing a cheongsam.

"These are the costumes that ordinary adult actors wear. You can't wear them, but you can still wear good-looking clothes. It is estimated that there will be a performance after two months of study."

In an instant, these dozen little girls all stood up and looked.

It does look beautiful at first glance.

And a little girl sitting in front of Qi Yuncheng was holding the table with both hands, with a surprised expression on her face as she looked.

"Teacher, this aunt is so beautiful. I know her. My father told me that this looks like blue and white porcelain."

"Yes, it's blue and white porcelain, eh, wait, aunt?"

Good guy, this sentence caught him off guard.

I thought I had made a mistake, so I put it in someone else's photo. I quickly turned my phone around and took a look, and found that I was right, it was Song Yi.

Then he turned his eyes slightly and glanced at Song Yi at the end of the classroom. Song Yi was naturally staring at his boyfriend. When his eyes met, he showed a very confused expression, not knowing what was going on.

Qi Yuncheng looked back with a complicated expression and repeated, "Yes, this aunt is very beautiful. You will also wear nice clothes when the time comes.

But when you wear nice clothes, you can’t just stand there.

You need to know something.

Otherwise, why would your parents pay the money?"

"Teacher, the big drum is a thing."

"Well, what I just said about co-authoring was in vain, right? Haven't you heard of it?"

For a time, among the dozen or so little girls, five or six shook their heads, as if they really had no idea what Jingyun Dagu was.

At most, I know how to beat the drum.

"In this case, let me give you one, at least to let you know what kind of folk art this is."

While talking, Qi Yuncheng went to get the drum, shuttlecock, and board next to him. These were all prepared nearby.

Even when he went to get this, there were still a few people who wanted to help.

But how dare they do it, but Qi Yuncheng saw this strange phenomenon when he was moving the drum.

Although the oldest children here are twelve or thirteen.

But the average age is really about ten years old, or even younger.

But for little girls around 123, there is a generation gap.

At this age, she is already in junior high school, and the girl is not too short, and she can understand everything.

Unlike ordinary people, twelve and thirteen are still coquettish and acting coquettishly.

It's just that it doesn't look like it's blooming yet, and it's very green.

At the same time, this is the case. The oldest girl has been sitting in the back row feeling unhappy, with her hands crossed and her chest folded, as if she shouldn't be here.

"Hey!"

It’s not that Qi Yuncheng has never been to school. In fact, students in a class are afraid of students with such different personalities, but it is not ruled out that he is really forced to come here to learn folk art.

Bidige

However, with no teaching experience, he really doesn’t know what to do. It seems that he is really not good at it.

Another teacher might know how to handle it.
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