The plan proposed by Teacher Zheng Yu Qian did not agree with it. It has been a while since the start of the preschool class, but she found that the child of Pei Chuan did not raise his hand once and said that he would ask the teacher to help the toilet.
Yu Qian saw what the little boy's lips were chapped in the summer and understood at once.
Pei Chuan is a child with a sense of self-esteem. Although his mood does not change much, no one knows what he is thinking. If changing seats will cause him great harm, Yu Qian thinks it is not a good idea.
However, Teacher Zheng proposed Yu Pei Chuan to push Bei Yao, which also made Yu Qian a little embarrassed.
If Pei Chuan really bullied Xiao Beiyao, it would be inappropriate for Xiao Beiyao to sit with him again.
Yu Qian thought about it and decided to observe it for a day before talking.
In the morning, Teacher Yu brought Fang Minjun to the classroom and asked her to introduce herself to the children.
The four-year-old Fang Minjun wears a white princess dress with soft long hair scattered. She always remembers to smile and want to learn Chang Xue, so the tender face has no expression. I hope I can get along well with the children. "
This is what Fang Minjun's father, Fang Xin, taught. Fang Minjun said it, and teacher Yu Qian took the lead in applauding. Fang Minjun this year is undoubtedly clean and beautiful, and there is a real applause in the classroom.
Beiyao's green jacket is a cotton-yellow short-sleeved short sleeve, and below is the bean-green shorts to the knee.
This bright color is lively and dirty. When she was a child, she did not have white clothes-Zhao Zhilan was afraid that children would get dirty.
The whole class may be that Fang Minjun can wear a white princess dress alone.
Fang Minjun was temporarily arranged to sit alone at the first table that came out deliberately in front of the classroom. She was young and aggrieved.
Fang Minjun thought, everyone has the same table, but she doesn't have it, which is not the case in kindergarten. The children in kindergarten like to play with her. Besides, Pei Chuan who has no legs has the same table, why should he sit alone? Wasn't Pei Chuan alone before? She wanted to go home and miss her mother, but after seeing Bei Yao with the schoolbag on the far left of the classroom, she felt that she could not go back!
In the first get out of class, Fang Minjun was surrounded by several children at once.
There were some children who went to kindergarten together, and some thought that Fang Minjun looked good, like Sister Chang Xue on TV. Fang Minjun was taken care of by everyone.
Beiyao carefully reached out the cleaned apple from the bag.
The big apple is red, Zhao Zhilan is afraid that she will prepare for her in the preschool.
She looked at it lovingly and turned to Pei Chuan: "Pei Chuan, do you eat apples?"
Pei Chuan wrote in the Tian Zi grid on his workbook, and the September sunlight shone from the window into the door, and it was a little darker by the window. Pei Chuan lowered his eyes, and his black eyes fell on his homework book, without speaking. He ignored her, and Beiyao understood. This is no, don't bother him.
She turned her head in joy and asked Ni Hui and Gu Xinghua whether to eat.
The two children in the back nodded.
Pei Chuan squeezed his pencil tightly and was so small that he couldn't breathe. He turned his head to look at it, his deskmate's head was skewed, and he was dividing apples with a knife. The ribbon of her flower bud trembled, and it was very difficult.
His eyes turned to the knife, which was Beiyao's pencil sharpener. Xu because the girl's mother had taught him, Beiyao washed the knife carefully with water before starting to cut. The corner of his mouth straightened.
Pei Chuan is not happy.
He didn't eat apples, and Bei Yao had no idea to eat Pei Chuan himself, but Ni Hui and Gu Xinghua ate, and the uncontrollable anger was born out of control in an instant.
This little boy who was good and stupid and had a good temper made his displeasure and irritability peak.
When Bei Yao divided the apples, Chen Hu came.
Fat Duner is greedy and has a thick skin. He asked Xiao Beiyao for an apple. The memory of Xiao Beiyao's third grade was also very simple. She didn't have too many twists and turns in her heart, and she gave it generously.
Chen Hu bit the sweet apple, cheeks bulging cheeks, said compassionately: "Beiyao, I will take you to catch the sparrow this New Year this year."
Beiyao Xing'er had clear eyes and nodded with a smile.
Chen Hu hummed away.
Pei Chuan's pencil core broke off suddenly.
He suddenly realized that Xiao Beiyao was kind to everyone. He is not the special one, because he thinks ... that he thinks ...
He lowered his eyes, drew out his knife, and began to sharpen his pencil.
His fingertips were pale, but he sharpened the pen sharper than she cut the apple.
Pei Yao did not know that Pei Chuan was unhappy. Pei Chuan, who had always been cold-faced, was happy and unhappy. She has five years of memory, but her mind is still a child.
This is the hottest day in September. The afternoon sun is high and the temperature is comparable to midsummer. In the afternoon class, Bei Yao kept drinking water. She was greedy and sweet. She put a little sugar in the water and filled it with little water. Because she usually drinks water, she always asks for Pei Chuan.
The water in his glass was always full, he wouldn't drink it in one bite, often Beiyao looked at him with eyes, and he gave it to her.
Beiyao finished drinking her water and turned her head to look at Pei Chuan.
The boy's eyelashes are also long, but they are not warped, and his eyes will cover his emotions well. The side face is a bit stern beyond the outline of a beautiful show.
"Pei Chuan, I want to drink water." Her little tits were soft, she lifted the glass, her small arm stretched forward, and begged him to drink.
Normally at this time, Pei Chuan would unscrew the glass and pour it into her glass.
However, Pei Chuan didn't move today, and she stared at him.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at her with black eyes.
—I'm not happy anymore.
His eyes could not cover his emotions well, but Bei Yao couldn't understand. She stared blankly at him, thinking that she understood what he meant, and happily put the glass on his table.
Amikawa: "......"
Pei Chuan pushed her water cup back, and then took out a pencil, clearly delineating a "38" line from the end of the screw on the wooden table to the end.
He scored meticulously, did not take advantage of her for half a minute, and did not let Bei Yao a little bit.
A small wooden table is not big, two people are divided in half.
He was cold and kept her out.
Bei Yao looked blankly.
Isn't this the dividing line that will only appear in the first and second grades? Are she and Pei Chuan the first children in the class to appear on the "Sanba Line"?
She was sad to find that the little boy hated himself.
Yu Qian in front of the podium frowned and looked at this scene, could it be that Teacher Zheng was right, Pei Chuan did not like Pei Yao, would he bully her even when sitting together?
If this is the case, and Pei Chuan is not willing to be with Xiao Beiyao, it is better to let Beiyao and Fang Minjun sit together.
Teacher Yu decided to ask the thoughts of several children. She asked Fang Minjun before. Fang Minjun said: "Teacher, I want to sit with children."
Then ask Pei Chuan again.
Before Pei Haobin came to pick Pei Chuan from school, Teacher Yu pushed the wheelchair and asked Pei Chuan to be in the teacher's office. She asked the little boy: "Don't you want to sit with Pei Yao?"
Pei Chuan raised his face.
His black eyes are pure, like a deep black inside the glass marbles that year.
He did n't speak, and Yu Qian had to frankly finish talking to the little boy: "Now there is a little sister in the class called Fang Minjun. Today Xiaochuan also knows her. The teacher wants to ask you if you want to sit alone or be with Bei Yao Sit together, or sit with Fang Minjun? "
Yu Qian was distraught, she was most afraid of hearing the last answer.
Although it was a multiple-choice question for Pei Chuan, it seemed that the initiative came to Pei Chuan, but Teacher Yu was afraid that he would choose Fang Minjun. After all, Pei Chuan is willing, but Fang Minjun is mostly unwilling.
However, Fang Minjun's child is indeed beautiful and beautiful, and there is also the title of "little girl". If Pei Chuan chose Fang Minjun, it would be the most difficult thing to do.
September has not yet ushered in the coolness of autumn, Pei Chuan lips, petals and throat dry to tingling.
He said in a tone so low that Yu Qian could barely hear, "I am alone."
Teacher Yu was relieved when she heard this answer, and she felt a little sad in her heart. She said softly: "Ogawa, it is good for children to drink plenty of water. If you want to go to the toilet, you can find a teacher. Teacher Yu is very happy to take care of you. Do n't hold your urine if you know?"
Pei Chuan didn't answer.
When he said "I am alone", he tried to be as calm as possible, but he was only five years old this year. His eyes were sore and he almost shed tears. This is already his limit, he can no longer calmly answer the teacher's second question.
When the children were gone, Teacher Yu Qian gave Pei Chuan the answer to Teacher Zheng.
Teacher Zheng nodded: "That's fine, tell Bei Yao tomorrow, let her go sit with Fang Minjun."
we can only do this.
When he came to class the next morning, Bei Yao had forgotten the unhappy yesterday. She opened the schoolbag and took out a small and cute bamboo dragonfly from inside.
The bamboo dragonfly cut off the small wooden thorns with sharp edges and was polished to be silly.
Pei Yao didn't understand why Pei Chuan was unhappy yesterday. When she went back to think about it at night, she asked her father to make "little dragonfly" for her.
She helped Bei Licai sweep the floor. The four-year-old girl doll was funny and laborious with a broom. Bai Licai couldn't help crying, so she had to make a beautiful bamboo dragonfly for her.
At this moment, Beiyao handed the bamboo dragonfly over: "This one will fly." Beiyao showed him. She held the bamboo stick in her small hands and rubbed it. The dragonfly flew out, flew to the corner in front of the classroom and hit the wall, then slowly fell.
She used little force, so the bamboo dragonfly did not fly far.
Pei Chuan looked at her, and the breeze came through the window, blowing her fine hair and the ribbon on the flower bud. She happily ran over to pick it up, spread out her small hands, and gave him the bamboo dragonfly: "Give it to you, don't be angry."
Pei Chuan couldn't tell what he was feeling.
The little hand didn't take a long lesson, and crossed the "Chuhe Han realm" of each other, tender and soft, obviously without a little offensive force, but it made him feel uncomfortable.
He also ignored the existence of the dividing line, and took the bamboo dragonfly with a bit of unclear perplexity. Sure enough, she saw her Xing'er's eyes lit up in an instant.
In mid-September, about to enter autumn, she lowered her head and lifted the lid of the cup to drink water, and her small face was almost buried in the cup.
She did n't know anything, did n't know that he had "abandoned" her for a long time, and did n't know that he would not be angry anymore.
Pei Chuan's pale hands rubbed against bamboo dragonflies. His father was an excellent criminal policeman, but he wouldn't make such toys. For the first time, he saw an inanimate thing flying lightly. Pei Chuan does not need such a toy. He does not have legs. If he releases it, he will not be able to retrieve it by himself.
The only thing he can do is hold it in his hand.
After school, teacher Qian said: "Beiyao, you can sit there with Fang Minjun." After the words came out, the coaxing preschool class was quiet for a moment. The children looked at Pei Chuan subconsciously and Fang Minjun again.
Beiyao grabbed the red panda on her schoolbag and lifted her eyes stunned. She first looked at the teacher Yu Qian who didn't seem to be joking, and then looked at the little old Fang Minjun at the far right of the classroom. Finally turned to see Pei Chuan.
Her eyes were childish and ignorant, like the haze smeared in ink paintings, and wondering why the teacher asked her to leave?
Pei Chuan removed his eyes and looked calmly and coldly at his empty trouser legs.