Chapter 1008
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It's a new week, march into Jiangcheng is the time of spring, Huijia primary school campus is also full of spring breath!
The willow trees with thin willow filaments are full of pale yellow leaves facing the morning sun. The most beautiful trees are peach trees. The pink flowers are covered with branches, just like the lovely smiling faces of children. They are pink and tender, which makes people feel happy in their hearts.
On this beautiful morning, Xi Xi Xi, who had been depressed for a weekend, finally forgot the fear of changing her teeth. She and Lanxin came back to their class in neat school uniforms and schoolbags of the same style and different colors on their backs, holding hands.
They came early, and there was still some time to go before the early class. However, the students from Class 3, grade 1, who had already arrived, gathered around the back of the classroom, and exclaimed one after another.
What happened?
Xi Xi and Lan Xin curiously got together.
When the two girls gathered around the crowd, the group of children were looking at the blackboard newspaper behind in awe. Of course, everyone's eyes fell on the big and lovely little Dingle on the blackboard.
On Saturday morning, Yang Yi brings Xi Xi Xi to paint xiaodingdang. She has finished painting all the remaining parts, including the coloring of xiaodingdang. She also uses colored chalk to paint it bit by bit!
Although compared with the original version of Yang Yi's painting, the tone is slightly lighter, but after all, this is the limitation of chalk painting. Apart from this small problem, this large-scale small Dingdang, Xi Xi Xi's painting is very vivid!
Especially the lovely smiling face and the hooked cat's lips make people seem unable to help laughing happily with them.
And now these children have not seen the prototype, this little dingdong for them, it is like opening up a new world!
At the moment, it is said that Wang Leilei, who has read a lot of books, is reading the little story attached to the painting for everyone. There are still some new words that we have not learned, so everyone is listening carefully.
"Suddenly a robotic cat came out of the drawer."
"Daxiong was shocked: who are you
"Tinker: I'm a robotic cat from the future. My name is Tinker."
"Daxiong: are you from the future? I don't believe it. "
"Xiaodingdang took out two bamboo dragonflies from his treasure bag."
"Dingdang: let's go to the sky and play together!"
"Dashio: I can't fly. How can I get to the sky?"
"Soon, the big male and the small Ding Dang with bamboo dragonflies on their heads flew into the sky like helicopters."
"Daxiong: Wow, xiaodingdang, you are so good!"
"Dingdang: of course, I still have a lot of interesting props in my bag. I'll show you later."
This little story has nothing to do with the real story of Xiaoding Dang. What Yang Yi told Xi Xi at that time at that time was much more complicated and wonderful than this one!
However, due to the limited space on the blackboard, Yang Yi can only make up a small story by herself, so that children can have a certain degree of understanding of the role through this small story.
However, the effect is Yang Yiyi can not think of good!
Wang Lei's stories are full of admiration, even in the eyes of children!
Some children look at the whole dingdong.
Some children are enviously looking at the bamboo dragonfly on the head of little Ding Dang.
And there are children, looking at little Ding Dang stomach that treasure bag!
Such a small story full of science fiction color makes them yearn for it. Which children don't want to have an interesting friend like Ding Dong? Which children have no fantasy that they can fly to the sky to have a look? Which children don't want to have a bag with lots of magic props?
"Who painted this one?" I don't know which children put forward this question. All of a sudden, there was some commotion around the children. You looked at me one after another, and I saw you looking around.
Now, Xi Xi Xi still has some small shyness.
Or Lanxin was complacent, as if she had painted it. She yelled, "I know, I know."
Lan Xin's loud voice immediately attracted all the children's eyes.
"It was painted by Xi Xi Xi!" Lanxin pointed to Xi Xi Xi beside her and held up her small chest with honor. She said with pride, "when school is over on Friday, I have been painting with Xi Xi Xi for a long time."
Yes, if you can draw this beautiful blackboard picture, the military medal should be half of your xiner's! Who let you accompany so hard, so tired?
Xi Xi looked at the students' exclamation, worship in the eyes, the heart is also happy, she giggled, a little embarrassed to say: "I Baba taught me to draw, so painting, our blackboard newspaper will look much better!"
"That Xi Xi Xi, you and your father are also too good!" Wang Lei Lei says with envy.However, before Xi Xi Xi was happy, the other students asked excitedly, "Xi Xi, is there anything else? Do you have any other interesting props? "
"Is Tinker a real cat?"
"Is Tinker going to be recharged?"
So many questions, Xi Xi Xi was a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, she answered an optional door props, and the students were surprised again and again. The bell of early reading class also rang, and Xi Xi Xi was saved.
……
Not only these young children, but also every teacher who came to class today could not help looking for some excuse to look at the big and lovely cartoon image on the blackboard newspaper.
Liu Xuanxuan is the most awesome person among all the teachers. Yang Yi took Xi Xi to find Li Yuan Lan's key to the classroom on Saturday. She was there, and heard Li Ruolan say that the girls in their class blackboards had much to offer.
But the actual effect was the first time she saw her. When she came to math class in the third class in the morning, she was amazed by the little dingdong in the back of the classroom.
"This Is this still a blackboard picture that children can draw? " Liu Xuanxuan sighed with emotion in her heart. She knew that Yang Yi didn't intervene and let Xi Xi Xi paint by herself, so she was so surprised, "even adults, um, let Lanlan Nanzi come to paint, can't they be so beautiful?"
Of course, after the surprise, Liu Xuanxuan still couldn't help feeling the lovely cartoon image.
"Although the painting is drawn by children, the design is definitely the power of her father." Liu Xuanxuan looked at the little story beside her and said in her heart, "Hey, who let this Yang Xi be a child of other classes? Who makes people have such a good father
Liu Xuanxuan thought of the blackboard newspaper that she had to spend a lot of time organizing, guiding and designing in her class, and then compared it with the one in front of her.
“……” Miss Liu's heart is dripping blood.
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It's a new week, march into Jiangcheng is the time of spring, Huijia primary school campus is also full of spring breath!
The willow trees with thin willow filaments are full of pale yellow leaves facing the morning sun. The most beautiful trees are peach trees. The pink flowers are covered with branches, just like the lovely smiling faces of children. They are pink and tender, which makes people feel happy in their hearts.
On this beautiful morning, Xi Xi Xi, who had been depressed for a weekend, finally forgot the fear of changing her teeth. She and Lanxin came back to their class in neat school uniforms and schoolbags of the same style and different colors on their backs, holding hands.
They came early, and there was still some time to go before the early class. However, the students from Class 3, grade 1, who had already arrived, gathered around the back of the classroom, and exclaimed one after another.
What happened?
Xi Xi and Lan Xin curiously got together.
When the two girls gathered around the crowd, the group of children were looking at the blackboard newspaper behind in awe. Of course, everyone's eyes fell on the big and lovely little Dingle on the blackboard.
On Saturday morning, Yang Yi brings Xi Xi Xi to paint xiaodingdang. She has finished painting all the remaining parts, including the coloring of xiaodingdang. She also uses colored chalk to paint it bit by bit!
Although compared with the original version of Yang Yi's painting, the tone is slightly lighter, but after all, this is the limitation of chalk painting. Apart from this small problem, this large-scale small Dingdang, Xi Xi Xi's painting is very vivid!
Especially the lovely smiling face and the hooked cat's lips make people seem unable to help laughing happily with them.
And now these children have not seen the prototype, this little dingdong for them, it is like opening up a new world!
At the moment, it is said that Wang Leilei, who has read a lot of books, is reading the little story attached to the painting for everyone. There are still some new words that we have not learned, so everyone is listening carefully.
"Suddenly a robotic cat came out of the drawer."
"Daxiong was shocked: who are you
"Tinker: I'm a robotic cat from the future. My name is Tinker."
"Daxiong: are you from the future? I don't believe it. "
"Xiaodingdang took out two bamboo dragonflies from his treasure bag."
"Dingdang: let's go to the sky and play together!"
"Dashio: I can't fly. How can I get to the sky?"
"Soon, the big male and the small Ding Dang with bamboo dragonflies on their heads flew into the sky like helicopters."
"Daxiong: Wow, xiaodingdang, you are so good!"
"Dingdang: of course, I still have a lot of interesting props in my bag. I'll show you later."
This little story has nothing to do with the real story of Xiaoding Dang. What Yang Yi told Xi Xi at that time at that time was much more complicated and wonderful than this one!
However, due to the limited space on the blackboard, Yang Yi can only make up a small story by herself, so that children can have a certain degree of understanding of the role through this small story.
However, the effect is Yang Yiyi can not think of good!
Wang Lei's stories are full of admiration, even in the eyes of children!
Some children look at the whole dingdong.
Some children are enviously looking at the bamboo dragonfly on the head of little Ding Dang.
And there are children, looking at little Ding Dang stomach that treasure bag!
Such a small story full of science fiction color makes them yearn for it. Which children don't want to have an interesting friend like Ding Dong? Which children have no fantasy that they can fly to the sky to have a look? Which children don't want to have a bag with lots of magic props?
"Who painted this one?" I don't know which children put forward this question. All of a sudden, there was some commotion around the children. You looked at me one after another, and I saw you looking around.
Now, Xi Xi Xi still has some small shyness.
Or Lanxin was complacent, as if she had painted it. She yelled, "I know, I know."
Lan Xin's loud voice immediately attracted all the children's eyes.
"It was painted by Xi Xi Xi!" Lanxin pointed to Xi Xi Xi beside her and held up her small chest with honor. She said with pride, "when school is over on Friday, I have been painting with Xi Xi Xi for a long time."
Yes, if you can draw this beautiful blackboard picture, the military medal should be half of your xiner's! Who let you accompany so hard, so tired?
Xi Xi looked at the students' exclamation, worship in the eyes, the heart is also happy, she giggled, a little embarrassed to say: "I Baba taught me to draw, so painting, our blackboard newspaper will look much better!"
"That Xi Xi Xi, you and your father are also too good!" Wang Lei Lei says with envy.However, before Xi Xi Xi was happy, the other students asked excitedly, "Xi Xi, is there anything else? Do you have any other interesting props? "
"Is Tinker a real cat?"
"Is Tinker going to be recharged?"
So many questions, Xi Xi Xi was a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, she answered an optional door props, and the students were surprised again and again. The bell of early reading class also rang, and Xi Xi Xi was saved.
……
Not only these young children, but also every teacher who came to class today could not help looking for some excuse to look at the big and lovely cartoon image on the blackboard newspaper.
Liu Xuanxuan is the most awesome person among all the teachers. Yang Yi took Xi Xi to find Li Yuan Lan's key to the classroom on Saturday. She was there, and heard Li Ruolan say that the girls in their class blackboards had much to offer.
But the actual effect was the first time she saw her. When she came to math class in the third class in the morning, she was amazed by the little dingdong in the back of the classroom.
"This Is this still a blackboard picture that children can draw? " Liu Xuanxuan sighed with emotion in her heart. She knew that Yang Yi didn't intervene and let Xi Xi Xi paint by herself, so she was so surprised, "even adults, um, let Lanlan Nanzi come to paint, can't they be so beautiful?"
Of course, after the surprise, Liu Xuanxuan still couldn't help feeling the lovely cartoon image.
"Although the painting is drawn by children, the design is definitely the power of her father." Liu Xuanxuan looked at the little story beside her and said in her heart, "Hey, who let this Yang Xi be a child of other classes? Who makes people have such a good father
Liu Xuanxuan thought of the blackboard newspaper that she had to spend a lot of time organizing, guiding and designing in her class, and then compared it with the one in front of her.
“……” Miss Liu's heart is dripping blood.
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It's a new week, march into Jiangcheng is the time of spring, Huijia primary school campus is also full of spring breath! The willow trees with thin willow filaments are full of pale yellow leaves facing the morning sun. The most beautiful trees are peach trees. The pink flowers are covered with branches, just like the lovely smiling faces of children. They are pink and tender, which makes people feel happy in their hearts. On this beautiful morning, Xi Xi Xi, who had been depressed for a weekend, finally forgot the fear of changing her teeth. She and Lanxin came back to their class in neat school uniforms and schoolbags of the same style and different colors on their backs, holding hands. They came early, and there was still some time to go before the early class. However, the students from Class 3, grade 1, who had already arrived, gathered around the back of the classroom, and exclaimed one after another. What happened? Xi Xi and Lan Xin curiously got together. When the two girls gathered around the crowd, the group of children were looking at the blackboard newspaper behind in awe. Of course, everyone's eyes fell on the big and lovely little Dingle on the blackboard. On Saturday morning, Yang Yi brings Xi Xi Xi to paint xiaodingdang. She has finished painting all the remaining parts, including the coloring of xiaodingdang. She also uses colored chalk to paint it bit by bit! Although compared with the original version of Yang Yi's painting, the tone is slightly lighter, but after all, this is the limitation of chalk painting. Apart from this small problem, this large-scale small Dingdang, Xi Xi Xi's painting is very vivid! Especially the lovely smiling face and the hooked cat's lips make people seem unable to help laughing happily with them. And now these children have not seen the prototype, this little dingdong for them, it is like opening up a new world! At the moment, it is said that Wang Leilei, who has read a lot of books, is reading the little story attached to the painting for everyone. There are still some new words that we have not learned, so everyone is listening carefully. "Suddenly a robotic cat came out of the drawer." "Daxiong was shocked: who are you "Tinker: I'm a robotic cat from the future. My name is Tinker." "Daxiong: are you from the future? I don't believe it. " "Xiaodingdang took out two bamboo dragonflies from his treasure bag." "Dingdang: let's go to the sky and play together!" "Dashio: I can't fly. How can I get to the sky?" "Soon, the big male and the small Ding Dang with bamboo dragonflies on their heads flew into the sky like helicopters." "Daxiong: Wow, xiaodingdang, you are so good!" "Dingdang: of course, I still have a lot of interesting props in my bag. I'll show you later." This little story has nothing to do with the real story of Xiaoding Dang. What Yang Yi told Xi Xi at that time at that time was much more complicated and wonderful than this one! However, due to the limited space on the blackboard, Yang Yi can only make up a small story by herself, so that children can have a certain degree of understanding of the role through this small story. However, the effect is Yang Yiyi can not think of good! Wang Lei's stories are full of admiration, even in the eyes of children! Some children look at the whole dingdong. Some children are enviously looking at the bamboo dragonfly on the head of little Ding Dang. And there are children, looking at little Ding Dang stomach that treasure bag! Such a small story full of science fiction color makes them yearn for it. Which children don't want to have an interesting friend like Ding Dong? Which children have no fantasy that they can fly to the sky to have a look? Which children don't want to have a bag with lots of magic props? "Who painted this one?" I don't know which children put forward this question. All of a sudden, there was some commotion around the children. You looked at me one after another, and I saw you looking around. Now, Xi Xi Xi still has some small shyness. Or Lanxin was complacent, as if she had painted it. She yelled, "I know, I know." Lan Xin's loud voice immediately attracted all the children's eyes. "It was painted by Xi Xi Xi!" Lanxin pointed to Xi Xi Xi beside her and held up her small chest with honor. She said with pride, "when school is over on Friday, I have been painting with Xi Xi Xi for a long time." Yes, if you can draw this beautiful blackboard picture, the military medal should be half of your xiner's! Who let you accompany so hard, so tired? Xi Xi looked at the students' exclamation, worship in the eyes, the heart is also happy, she giggled, a little embarrassed to say: "I Baba taught me to draw, so painting, our blackboard newspaper will look much better!" "That Xi Xi Xi, you and your father are also too good!" Wang Lei Lei says with envy.However, before Xi Xi Xi was happy, the other students asked excitedly, "Xi Xi, is there anything else? Do you have any other interesting props? " "Is Tinker a real cat?" "Is Tinker going to be recharged?" So many questions, Xi Xi Xi was a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, she answered an optional door props, and the students were surprised again and again. The bell of early reading class also rang, and Xi Xi Xi was saved. Not only these young children, but also every teacher who came to class today could not help looking for some excuse to look at the big and lovely cartoon image on the blackboard newspaper. Liu Xuanxuan is the most awesome person among all the teachers. Yang Yi took Xi Xi to find Li Yuan Lan's key to the classroom on Saturday. She was there, and heard Li Ruolan say that the girls in their class blackboards had much to offer. But the actual effect was the first time she saw her. When she came to math class in the third class in the morning, she was amazed by the little dingdong in the back of the classroom. "This Is this still a blackboard picture that children can draw? " Liu Xuanxuan sighed with emotion in her heart. She knew that Yang Yi didn't intervene and let Xi Xi Xi paint by herself, so she was so surprised, "even adults, um, let Lanlan Nanzi come to paint, can't they be so beautiful?" Of course, after the surprise, Liu Xuanxuan still couldn't help feeling the lovely cartoon image. "Although the painting is drawn by children, the design is definitely the power of her father." Liu Xuanxuan looked at the little story beside her and said in her heart, "Hey, who let this Yang Xi be a child of other classes? Who makes people have such a good father Liu Xuanxuan thought of the blackboard newspaper that she had to spend a lot of time organizing, guiding and designing in her class, and then compared it with the one in front of her. 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