After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 59: Teacher Zhang’s Assistance (Please read and vote)
There are almost no outdoor activities in the kindergarten on rainy days. Both classes play their own games in the classroom, or play various indoor games led by the teachers.

At this time, Bai Lu would spontaneously raise his hand to help Teacher Zhang solve his problems, take the initiative to stand on the podium, and lead the children to sing "The Lone Brave Man" over and over again.

Jiang Shu listened to the deafening roars that kept ringing in the classroom, and his whole body became numb. He finally understood how powerful the devil's sound that was often described in novels was.

He shouldn't have taught Bai Lu this song in the first place. Isn't this just asking for trouble? There is no technique at all, just all emotion being shouted out at the top of one's lungs.

Jiang Shu covered his ears tightly and activated his concentration skill to completely block out the noise from the outside world. He lay on the small table and slept soundly.

As long as he fell asleep, even if the earth exploded the next second, it would have nothing to do with him.

Then, Teacher Zhang came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Jiang Xiaoshu, why don't you sing with the other children? Are you not feeling well?" Teacher Zhang thought the song was quite nice, with a catchy melody and profound lyrics, but he didn't know who taught Xiaolu to sing it.

Jiang Shu sighed helplessly: "Teacher Zhang, I was the one who taught you this song, but now I regret it."

"Regret? Why? This song is so profound and powerful!"

Teacher Zhang looked puzzled. After he finished speaking, he sang along softly: "Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes~"

She is just an ordinary kindergarten teacher. She earns little and has a lot of work to do. Her status in society is not high, and she is not as good as those teachers with formal positions.

But after listening to this song, I was deeply touched and couldn't help but think of my original intention. I vowed to become a qualified kindergarten teacher, and for some reason, the light appeared in my eyes again.

She is indeed just an insignificant person, but as long as she does her job well, she can also be called an unsung hero.

Jiang Shu saw the slight gleam in Teacher Zhang's eyes and pursed his lips, not knowing how to explain it.

In this era, people’s customs are still relatively simple, and the social atmosphere is far from being as impetuous as in later generations. There are no overwhelming short videos and marketing accounts that induce confrontational emotions.

We are all ordinary people in society, and are the screws in the construction of our motherland's modernization. We have worked silently for most of our lives. It is impossible to say that we don't feel touched when we suddenly hear this song that promotes the spirit of little people.

"Teacher Zhang, thank you for your hard work." Jiang Shu suddenly said sincerely.

Teacher Zhang was slightly stunned. Many people had said this to her during parent-teacher meetings, but she thought it was just a simple polite remark without sincerity.

Now that Jiang Shu said it, she finally felt personally that all her efforts over the years were not in vain. What could be more gratifying than gaining the recognition of her students?
Teacher Zhang was deeply touched. While the other children were playing, only Jiang Xiaoshu could understand her good intentions.

Could it be that he actually sang this song to thank himself, but was too embarrassed to sing it to himself, so he taught it to Xiaolu and asked her to lead everyone to sing it.

Look at the painstaking effort this person puts in. What a wonderful child!

"Xiaoshu, you are one of the few good children in all the years I have been teaching. Thank you." Teacher Zhang touched his head tenderly.

Looking at her pleased expression, Jiang Shu couldn't help but fall into deep thought. Could it be that Teacher Zhang had misunderstood?

She stood up suddenly, her eyes filled with the burning determination to never forget her original intention.

"Children, it's raining today. The teacher will teach you a few basic new words. They will be of great help to you when you go to primary school next semester. Do you want to learn them?"

"Yes!" Seeing the children's great enthusiasm, Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "But before that, I want to test you to see if you still remember the few new words I taught you last time."

Hearing this, many children shrank their necks and thought, "Why do we have to write again? The new words are so difficult."

"Is there any kid who wants to volunteer? For every word you answer correctly, you will be rewarded with a little red flower. Even if you don't answer correctly, it doesn't matter, there will be no punishment~" Teacher Zhang said with a smile.

The little red flower is the trump card in the hands of kindergarten teachers. It is extremely attractive to kindergarten children. When they take it home, they can get praise from their parents. Once the parents are happy, they may agree to any condition.

The children who were originally a little timid raised their hands hesitantly after hearing this. It didn’t matter if they couldn’t write. If they answered correctly, they would get a red flower. It was a sure win.

"Teacher Zhang, me, me, me!" Bai Lu raised his little hands excitedly.

Teacher Zhang shifted her gaze from Bai Lu with a smile on her face. She knew very well that this child was too smart. No matter what knowledge she taught him, he would always learn it quickly. He was also the one who received the most red flowers from her.

If she were allowed to go on stage, most of the few red flowers would probably fall into her hands, but we can't discourage her enthusiasm, so... we have to think of a way.

"Xiaolu, you come first." Teacher Zhang smiled and had an idea in mind.

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

Bai Lu walked up to the podium confidently, and Teacher Zhang slowly said, "How do you write the white in black and white?"

"Bai." Bai Lu wrote down the Chinese characters confidently.

"What about the deer in Bai Lu?" Teacher Zhang continued with a smile.

Bai Lu's hands froze, and she suddenly realized that she couldn't write. She remembered her mother teaching her, but this character had so many strokes and a complex structure that it was really hard to remember, so she didn't study it seriously.

She immediately pouted pitifully: "Teacher Zhang, you haven't taught me this word."

"Hey, I don't have one? But this is not your own name. You shouldn't be unable to write your own name, little deer~"

Teacher Zhang patted the little deer's head to comfort him, and took out a small red flower from the drawer under the podium and handed it to him: "Little deer, do your best (I'm sorry)~"

After saying that, Bai Lu walked towards her seat unhappily with the little red flower in her hand, and secretly made up her mind that after returning home, she must ask her mother to teach her how to write her own name.

Teacher Zhang looked at the other children again and asked, "Is there anyone willing to come up? If not, I'll just call on any of them."

With the lessons learned from the previous experience, the children who were eager to try just now are now a little hesitant. Even a deer can’t write such a difficult word, let alone them.

You know, some people's names are even more difficult than the word "deer".

"Xie Ming, Xiao Shu, the two of you come up."

Hearing this name, Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have a novice task that he had not completed. If the system still had the same characteristics, he should be able to complete it in a confused manner, right?
Teacher Zhang, your assist is so nice!

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