Eight in the morning.

Song Qingyou is going to work in Huadu Kindergarten, and classes start at half past eight, three kilometers away from the departure point.

For Song Qingyou, it is still easy to arrive in half an hour.

In order to keep up with her running speed, the program team had to match the cameraman who followed her.

When Song Qingyou arrived at the kindergarten, almost all the children were here.

When parents outside see the camera, they only look at it twice, and only those who are more extroverted will say hello.

Because the program team had already negotiated with the kindergarten and parents, parents knew that there would be programs coming in the next few days, so they were not surprised.

As soon as the group arrived at the door, the crying sounds of children in the small class kept coming.

The cameraman followed in and couldn't help but complain:

"It's just a magical sound! It seems that kindergarten teachers are not that easy to be."

Song Qingyou smiled.

She actually has no experience in raising children.

But, it shouldn't be OK?

The kindergarten principal welcomed several people into the office.

A formal attitude:

"As a new teacher, you must pass the interview first."

Song Qingyou stood straight, "Okay."

The program team must have greeted everyone from all the workplaces and asked them to treat all guests strictly and should not treat them as stars.

Therefore, Song Qingyou's attitude was very serious from the beginning.

"So let's start... Did Miss Song have any experience as a teacher before?"

"No."

There is indeed no in the original world.

"Have you ever brought up a child before?"

"I will go to the orphanage regularly, so I've taken it."

The principal continued to ask while recording:

"Does Miss Song like children? Do you have patience with children?"

“It’s OK, there’s.”

...

The principal asked basically some common questions.

Finally, I asked about talent.

"The kindergarten teacher should know how to basic singing, dancing, painting, piano and storytelling... Is Miss Song OK?"

"No problem, I will do it a little."

Song Qingyou has reason to suspect that if she answers questions, the job may be gameover directly.

The principal stood up and took out a work sign for Song Qingyou.

"Teacher Song, you were admitted."

"I'll take you to the orchid class."

"The Orchid Class is the middle class in our kindergarten, and they are basically five-year-old children..."

The principal introduced the situation of the kindergarten to Song Qingyou while walking.

When she heard that she was in the middle class, Song Qingyou breathed a little relieved.

When I came in just now, the one who cried the most was the children in the small class. I think the youngest ones will definitely be the hardest to take care of.

The principal pushed open the classroom door of the Orchid Class.

There were noisy inside, talking, singing and grabbing toys.

"Ahem - children, the class is already in now!"

"What should we do after class?"

As soon as the principal said, these little guys sat upright and moved quite quickly.

The cameraman followed Song Qingyou in, "They look quite obedient."

"The children are also very well-behaved today! It deserves praise!"

The principal patted his palm and smiled kindly.

"Today, a new teacher came to our class. You can call her Teacher Song. Come on, come and say hello to Teacher Song!"

Thirty children spoke in unison:

"Hello, Teacher Song!"

It looks pretty well-behaved.

Song Qingyou smiled and nodded, "Hello."

A child was shook his eyes by this smile and couldn't help but shout: "Teacher Song is so beautiful, I like Teacher Song!"

It's a face control at first glance...

"Teacher Director!" A little girl in the middle raised her hand, "Is this uncle also a teacher?"

"This is a cameraman uncle. Uncle is working. You can't disturb me. If you have any questions, please contact Teacher Song. OK?"

"Okay!" He spoke in unison again.

Seeing this, the principal in charge of Song Qingyou:

"The things children have to do every day are written in the course sheet on the wall. If you don't understand, you can ask other teachers."

"Your task is to take them all day and make sure to finish all the work on the course..."

"Because you are special, the salary will be calculated based on the children's satisfaction... I will ask the children to vote after school. The standard on the first day is 50% of the children are satisfied, and the next two days will increase."

Children are uncontrollable.

Such a judging standard is enough to prove that the program team has no scripts.

However, it is a big challenge for Song Qingyou.

After saying that, the principal left the classroom and handed all thirty children to Song Qingyou.

It’s not that Song Qingyou has never been a teacher, but when she looked at the five-year-old Xiaodou Dings, she didn’t know what to say for a moment.

The little girl spoke first:

"Teacher Song, what's your name?"

"Yingying, you are stupid! Teacher Song's name is Teacher Song!"

"You are stupid! Mom said that the word in front of the teacher is the last name!"

"Yingying is right! The teacher is not the name!"

...

Seeing that more than half of the children wanted to get in the mouth, Song Qingyou quickly said:

"Song is indeed a surname, and the teacher's name is Song Qingyou, green green, and grapefruit grapefruit."

"That's Teacher Yuzi!" A little boy suddenly shouted.

Others also shouted one after another: "Teacher Yuzi! Teacher Yuzi!"

“I like to eat grapefruit!”

“Pomelo is so sour, I like to eat oranges.”

"Nonsense, grapefruit is sweet!"

"It's obviously the best apple."

"Grapes are the most delicious...

"Teacher Yuzu can't eat it!"

Song Qingyou:...

Thank you so much, I know that the teacher can’t eat it.

The children's discussions became more and more intense, and no one was convinced.

So much so that the classroom becomes like a vegetable market.

Song Qingyou can see that these children were so well-behaved just now because the principal was more majestic!
To be continued...