Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat Chapter 144

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  Eight in the morning.

  Song Qingyou was going to Huahua Kindergarten where she was working, and classes started at 8:30, three kilometers away from the starting point.

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

  In order to keep up with her running speed, the program crew had to provide a car for the cameraman following her.

  When Song Qingyou rushed to the kindergarten, almost all the children were there.

  When the parents outside see the camera, most of them just take a second look, and those who are more outgoing will say hello.

  Because the program team had negotiated with the kindergarten and parents a long time ago, the parents all knew that there would be a program filming in the next few days, so they were not surprised.

  As soon as the group arrived at the door, the crying of the children in the small class was endless.

  The cameraman walked in and couldn't help complaining:

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

  Song Qingyou smiled.

  She actually has no experience in raising children.

   But, it shouldn't matter, right?

  The head of the kindergarten welcomed several people into the office.

  A business-like attitude:

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

  Song Qingyou stood straight, "Okay."

  The program team must have greeted all the people in the workplace and told them to treat all the guests strictly and not treat the guests as stars.

  So Song Qingyou was very serious from the beginning.

   "Let's start then... Has Ms. Song had any experience as a teacher before?"

"No."

   In the original world, there is indeed no such thing.

   "Have you ever taken care of a child before?"

   "I will go to the orphanage regularly, and I have taken it."

  The director continued to ask while recording:

   "Does Miss Song like children? Is she patient with children?"

   "It's okay, yes."

  The principal asked some routine questions.

   Finally, I asked about talent.

   "Kindergarten teachers need to know basic singing, dancing, painting, piano and storytelling... Is Miss Song all right?"

   "No problem, I will have a little bit."

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

  The director stood up and took out a work card for Song Qingyou.

   "Ms. Song, you have been admitted."

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

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

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

  Hearing that she was leading the middle class, Song Qingyou was slightly relieved.

  When I came in just now, the children in the small class were the ones who cried the most. If you think about it, the youngest one is definitely the worst.

  The principal pushed open the classroom door of the orchid class.

  There is a lot of noise inside, there are people talking, singing and grabbing toys.

   "Ahem—kids, it's time for class now!"

   "What should we do after class?"

  As soon as the headmaster spoke, the little ones sat down in order and moved quite quickly.

  The cameraman followed Song Qingyou in, "They seem to be quite obedient."

   "The children are also very good today! It is worthy of praise!"

  The principal clapped his hands and smiled kindly.

   "A new teacher came to our class today, you can call her Teacher Song, come on, everyone come and say hello to Teacher Song!"

  Thirty children spoke in unison:

   "Hello, Teacher Song!"

   It looks pretty cute.

  Song Qingyou smiled and nodded, "Hello."

  A child was dazzled by this smile and couldn't help shouting: "Ms. Song is so beautiful, I like Mr. Song!"

   It looks like a face control...

   "Mr. Principal!" A little girl in the middle raised her hand, "Is this uncle also a teacher?"

   "This is the cameraman uncle. Uncle is at work. You can't bother me. If you have any questions, please ask Mr. Song, okay?"

   "Good!" Again in unison.

  Seeing this, the principal instructed Song Qingyou:

   "What the children have to do every day is written in the curriculum on the wall. If you don't understand something, you can ask other teachers."

   "Your task is to lead them all day, be sure to finish all the things on the schedule..."

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

  Children are uncontrollable.

   Such a judging standard is enough to prove that the program group has no script.

   However, for Song Qingyou, it was a big challenge.

  The principal left the classroom after speaking, and handed all thirty children to Song Qingyou.

   It's not that Song Qingyou has never been a teacher, but looking at the five-year-old little Douding, she didn't know what to say for a while.

   It was the little girl who spoke first:

   "Teacher Song, what's your name?"

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

   "You are so stupid! Mom said that the word in front of the teacher is the surname!"

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

  Seeing that more than half of the children wanted to interrupt, Song Qingyou hurriedly said:

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

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

  Others also shouted one after another: "Mr. Grapefruit! Teacher Grapefruit!"

   "I like to eat grapefruit!"

   "Grapefruit is so sour, I like oranges."

   "Nonsense, grapefruit is sweet!"

   "Obviously apples are the tastiest."

   "Grapes are the best thing to eat..."

   "Teacher grapefruit can't be eaten!"

  Song Qingyou: …

   Thank you so much, I also know that the teacher can't eat.

  The discussions among the children became more intense, and no one was convinced.

  So that the classroom becomes the same as the vegetable market.

  Song Qingyou could tell that the group of children were so well-behaved just now, it was all because the principal was more majestic!

  She raised her hand and tapped on the blackboard, "Kids, can you be quiet?"

  However, no one paid attention to her at all, including the little friend who said he liked her.

   "Everyone be good, don't talk casually!"

   "Disobedient children, there will be no snacks today!"

  No matter what Song Qingyou said, no matter how loud her voice was, it was of no use at all.

   A few well-behaved children were not going to speak after being reminded, but when they were called by others, their attention was diverted, and they forgot the existence of Song Qingyou as a teacher...

   At the same time, the director who was watching the monitoring looked worried:

   "Actually, the children in the small class are easier to take care of. Although they are troublesome and cry a lot, they are obedient and not so naughty..."

   "The director said that this will have the effect of the program."

  The staff member smiled, "Don't worry, Sister Yu won't be so angry that she hits the child, she should have a way."

   I was originally assigned to be a kindergarten teacher, but I wanted to go to a class that was easier to teach.

  But who made the "draw" this profession, it was Song Qingyou!

  Wei Zhengrong, who was forced to bark and lose face, will not let go of this opportunity to trick someone!

  (end of this chapter)

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