Almighty Star Daddy

"Dad Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan!" Ding Rou walked quickly to Han Mo with a smile on her face.

"Today we still need you to teach the babies a lesson, but as long as the content is positive and there is no requirement for quality, you can tell a story. It doesn't matter." Teacher Ding Rou comforted her. What a wonderful open class to talk about. After all, time is limited. It was normal to inform others so late yesterday that there is no time to prepare. In fact, Han Mo was able to come here as a parent representative, and she was already very grateful to him.

Han Mo saw Ding Rou's worry, smiled and patted the schoolbag behind him lightly, "It's okay, I've prepared it as well, it should be fine, don't worry."

Ding Rou's eyes fell on the schoolbag behind Han Mo, and she stopped for a while without saying anything.

At this time, several parents noticed Han Mo. Although Ding Rou's voice was not loud, everyone heard Ding Rou's conversation with Han Mo because everyone was near the gate after dropping off the children.

Because a few parents also wanted to sign up before, but Xiaohu's mother grabbed the first one, they gave up. Later, Ding Rou called them. They all rejected Ding Rou because they felt that the time was too tight to prepare for the open class. Now that Han Mo has taken over this matter, he can't help worrying about Han Mo.

"It is estimated that Han Mo also received the call yesterday."

"I received the call very late yesterday, so how can I prepare so late?"

"Yeah, either don't participate in this kind of activity, or you have to perform well, so as not to embarrass the child. If you don't participate well, but you don't perform well, the child will hate me."

"My thoughts are the same as yours, and I didn't participate because of this reason, so I declined Teacher Ding."

The two parents talked in a low voice, their eyes stayed on Han Mo for a while, and they both shook their heads subconsciously, because in their minds, it was impossible for Han Mo to prepare a decent open class in such a short time.

After entering the kindergarten, Xuanxuan was brought in by the teacher first, and Han Mo prepared his own "teaching tool".

At the beginning of the half-day open class, Ding Rou explained the main content of the day to the children, and then Ding Rou started the first class for everyone. Han Mo needed to help. The second part was Han Mo's home court. Give the children a lesson independently, and the third part is lunch time. Han Mo can eat with the children. It is said that it is a meal, but it is actually a trial meal. Han Mo also ended the half-day open class schedule.

Ding Rou stood in the center of the classroom, "Students, a parent and teacher will teach you a lesson today. We welcome Father Xuanxuan with applause."

The children cooperated very well with the teacher, their two little hands clapped vigorously, especially Xuan Xuan, who clapped the loudest. Her best friends saw her clapping so loudly and clapped hard.

The applause lasted for a long time, and it was only after Ding Rou said that it was okay to stop, everyone stopped applauding.

The first part of Ding Rou's lecture was an art class. The children drew on their own picture books. The children are all in middle school and have a strong understanding ability. Shu Ya just explained it a little, and the children can understand.

Han Mo carefully looked at the paintings drawn by each child, but he would not take the initiative to correct common-sense problems that adults thought.

Unless the children ask him questions, he will answer patiently.

In the first class, the time passed quickly, the children drew their own pictures, and then they were hung on the wall of the classroom by Ding Rou one by one, and the second part was about to begin.

"Xuanxuan, what is your father going to tell us?" Mengmeng whispered in Xuanxuan's ear.

In fact, the children were very curious, and Rarity looked at Xuanxuan expectantly, "What is it?"

Xuanxuan wanted to pretend she didn't hear everyone's questions, but because the children around her were looking at her with questioning eyes, she couldn't pretend she couldn't.

Xuanxuan coughed lightly, pretending to be calm, and paused for a moment, "Actually, I don't know either.

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Originally, when Xuanxuan paused, she thought she was going to hear the content of the class next, but she was waiting for a sentence of "I don't know", which made her head full of black lines.

Han Mo returned to the classroom with his "teaching tool".

In front of Han Mo was a small table and a few empty mineral water bottles.

"What is Xuanxuan's father going to do?"

"An empty water bottle, is it going to give us a handicraft class?"

"It seems yes, there is paint next to it, it should be a handicraft class."

Xuanxuan's classmates began to whisper, Xuanxuan didn't know what her father was going to do, and kept her eyes on her father.

Actually, Ding Rou didn't know what Han Mo was going to tell everyone. She was so excited to see Han Mo before that she forgot to ask. However, Ding Rou thought that Han Mo was just bringing a picture book to tell everyone stories, but she didn't expect to bring so many. I am also curious about the content of his lectures.

Han Mo is different from other parents. He is a star, and more than half of the female teachers in the kindergarten are his fans, including the principal, Wang Lei, who especially appreciate Han Mo.

In the early morning, Ding Rou told all the teachers that the parent who was going to attend the open class in this class was Han Mo, which caused a commotion in the teacher's office.

No one thought that a busy person like Han Mo would still have time to participate in the kindergarten activities. They were both excited and looking forward to it.

At this moment, teachers without classes are crowded at the door of the classroom, and they are looking inside.

There were more and more people at the door of the classroom, crowding three floors in and out.

"What the hell is Han Mo going to say?"

"I'm also curious, does it feel like handcraft?"

"It should be like this for teaching children. I just started painting, and now I only have to tell stories and do handicrafts."

"You're handsome no matter what you say, hee hee."

"Yes, according to Ding Rou, I only notified people to attend the open class last night. It would be very good to be able to come here temporarily. As the time is so tight, it is actually quite difficult for someone who has never taught a class."

"Let's not ask for content, we can just look at people."

The teachers crowded at the door were discussing in a low voice, their eyes fixed on Han Mo.

"What are you all doing crowded at the door?" Wang Lei's voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd.

The teachers were startled and panicked. They wanted to leave quickly, but they didn't want to leave. Han Mo's class was about to start. don't go? But the head of the garden and the leaders of the garden came.

As the principal of the kindergarten, Wang Lei was inspecting the open classes of each class together with other leaders in the kindergarten. When he walked to the door of the classroom of class 2, he saw a large group of teachers surrounding him.

Wang Lei glanced inside and knew why there were so many teachers around the door of this class. He didn't say anything, made a shush gesture to the other garden leaders behind him, and actually stood at the door.

Han Mo picked up a whiteboard pen and said with a smile, "Classmates, the content of our class today is "Magic Colors".

After speaking, Han Mo wrote these words on the whiteboard.

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