House Dad’s Literary Life

Yang Yi was a little surprised to see that his book was thrown out, but it was also expected. Since Fu Jun told him that «Xixi’s Bedtime Stories» was sold, Yang Yi knew that one day the book would be spread in Jiangcheng.

“This fairy tale book was recommended to me by my husband, but I didn’t expect it to be familiar. The little Red Riding Hood, the Three Little Pigs, and the Pinocchio, which has a long nose. Wait, isn’t that the story that Yang Xi children usually tell other children?”

Teacher Mu said with a smile: “I also blame me for not reading seriously. I went back to read the title of the book and the name of the author. I realized that this popular fairy tale book was written by our father, Yang Xi!”

The parents under the podium looked at Yang Yi with some surprise. Yang Yi didn’t tweak and confidently admitted.

“Yang Yi, where is your book sold? My Qiqi is entangled in me every day and wants me to tell her stories.” The good student Wu who sat in the first row under the stage covered his mouth and smiled.

“I always feel a little suspicion of advertising. In this way, after the new book period, it is not easy to buy on the market. I will send the publisher to me when I return. I will send one to each parent!” Yang Yi said generously. .

The parents present were not bad at all. Yang Yi just expressed his feelings, but unexpectedly harvested their applause.

In fact, Teacher Mu invited Yang Yi to come up, not only to let him send books, but to invite him to give a story lecture to the children of the entire kindergarten in mid-December.

This is also a feature of Springfield Kindergarten, who often invites literary artists to tell stories or perform arts and children to inspire children’s interests.

Of course, talented parents like Yang Yi, near the water tower, are the primary partners invited by the kindergarten. In October, Nan Zhaoyu’s father, Nan Yiyun, was invited to perform calligraphy art for the children, and this time it was the turn. Yang Yi.

It’s still very new to teach the children. After Teacher Mu finished speaking, Yang Yi did not quit, and promised.

After coming down from the podium, Yang Yi was praised by Lan Zhoukai with a thumbs up. Boss Lan smiled and said: “Little Yang, you are not authentic! Actually such a big thing is hidden, my brother. I thought you were a writer writing a military novel. I didn’t expect the story of writing a child to be so!”

“Where, these stories are written for Xixi, and I didn’t think it would be so popular.” Yang Yi smiled. “And before the book was sold bleak, I didn’t think about showing off.”

“What’s the matter, if you talk to your brother, my brother will buy you millions of copies, and then send one copy to each employee and each customer to ensure you are in full swing.” Lan Zhoukai morality reaching up to the clouds Said.

Just when Yang Yi and Lan Zhoukai chatted about the topic, Teacher Mu on the stage talked about Springfield Kindergarten’s upcoming New Year’s Day party on New Year’s Day. The New Year’s party was to invite parents to join in and share joy with the children. of.

Although there is still a month, the program should be prepared as soon as possible. After all, in addition to asking some parents to perform the program, the children in the kindergarten will also have a program to let the six-year-old guys rehearse the program, not a month. Time to practice repeatedly, I am afraid to go up to the ocean.

Therefore, Teacher Mu mentioned this matter, in addition to asking parents to sign up for performance talents, but also let parents participate, a piece of fairy tale for children to start rehearsing early.

At this time, Wu h said with enthusiasm below: “Teacher Mu, there is no need to choose someone else to play countless plays. In the parents of our class, there is not a story king? How can such a good resource not be used? Let? Let Yang Yi to make a new fairy tale for the children!”

“This is good!” Wu’s proposal was echoed by many parents. Teacher Mu also felt that the proposal was feasible, so Yang Yi was once again invited to the stage.

“Yang Yi, you don’t want to quit, you can do more!” Wu h smiled at the stage.

New fairy tale? This is not a problem. Yang Yi is also studying screenwriters recently. It is just a matter of adapting some fairy tales in his mind into dramas that children can perform. This is not too difficult.

Moreover, the drama was still given to Xixi and her friends to perform. How could Yang Yi deny it? When he was full of promises on the stage, he had already begun to wonder which story to use for adaptation!

The story of Little Red Riding Hood? This has already appeared in the book, and maybe it will crash with other classes. The probability is very low, but Yang Yi is not happy.

The Emperor’s New Clothes ? This is not bad, many children can participate in the performance. However, such a story show is good for adults, for children, they do not understand, the story is too deep!

With! Yang Yi thought of a very good story, but this requires a lot of costume props, but in front of the parents who are not bad money, this is not a problem!

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Dad went to kindergarten to open a parent meeting, and there were two more tasks. These things are happening. Xixi doesn’t know. Little girl is sitting face to face with Uncle Guo at the moment, with big eyes and small eyes.

Last time, Lan Xin ran around and bumped into the guest. Although Dad didn’t blame Xixi, there was still a sneak peek at Xixi. Pay attention to the occasion and pay attention to the size. So Xixi is particularly embarrassed today, and there is no running around.

Without the chase of the little master, the three small British Shorthairs were not noisy, and Little Gray and Duoduo squatted on the table by the window, squinting at the sun.

Sticky Little Clever is lying next to the little master, turning over, revealing a soft belly, long forelimbs pulling the little master’s arm, seems to say: “Hey, little master, I am soft here. It’s the most fun, come and scratch it!”

However, Xixi didn’t pay attention, little girl pouts a small mouth, looking at Guo Ziyi with a sullen look.

Guo Ziyi was looked at by her hair, and the script she held in her hand couldn’t stand it. She said helplessly to Xixi: “My Miss Xixi, what happened to you?”

“My Papa lets you play with me, you don’t play with me, I am not happy.” Little girl complained.

“When you play with you, how can you not play with you?” Guo Ziyi had to put away the script and sit up. “Uncle will not do it this afternoon, just play with you!”

“Hey, Uncle Guo is so good!” These words made the little girl feel that she was taken seriously, and she said with a smile, “What do we play?”

“What are you playing?” Guo Ziyi, this is a sneak peek, he has to ponder a game that can be played with children, not too difficult, and does not need too difficult to get the props.

If you have a poker card, Guo Ziyi can play poker with Xixi, but now where to buy poker?

“With!” Guo Ziyi patted his head, and he cocked his index finger at Xixi. “Xixi waited for me!”

Little girl turned doubtfully. She saw Guo Ziyi running to the counter and said for a while before she took a stack of small pieces of paper and a pen from Ding Xiang. Isn’t that someone writing a menu?

No wonder Ding Xiang didn’t want to give him at first…

Xixi stood up, stepped on the sofa, squatted on the table, and watched Guo Ziyi draw four lines on the small piece of paper, two horizontal and two vertical, crossed into a well type, and she curiously asked: “Uncle Guo, we are going to draw Painting?”

“No, this is a game that tests IQ!” Guo Ziyi said slightly smugly.