Domineering CEO Is My Son

Children are jumping on the stage, but the people under the stage are watching lively. After all, the kindergarten children are not very demanding. As long as they bounce on it, they will feel very cute, and they will not think that he has robbed the camera and is not in line with the personality.

There are still a few children on the stage, jumping, jumping, not jumping at all, so, among the colorful flowers, there is only a small flower left.

The little parrot was watching from below, and couldn't help but wave its wings along with it.

Teacher Xiao Liu is even more happy to see this scene, just feels that he is quite happy

President Kang actually didn't think too much. He was standing in the middle of the stage, surrounded by other children. Suddenly he realized that this was his childhood. He might feel embarrassed and at a loss at this moment, but one day he will return to himself. Inside his body, when he saw this video, he hoped he was not dumbfounded on it, after all, being dumbfounded would be even more embarrassing.

The music drove the children on the stage, and all the parents in the audience applauded and cheered them. He was performing a kindergarten art performance just like an ordinary child.

Soon the rehearsal of their class was over. When Mr. Kang came down, he quickly went to watch the videos recorded by his parents.

"Our baby dances beautifully." Mom said while watching and admiring.

Mr. Kang also thinks that she should be dancing well. When she dances to the music, the whole person is very happy.

President Kang clicked on the video, imagining that he should be similar to those smart celebrities, or else he wouldn't attract so many applause from parents.

The child in the video, because he is short and wearing an improper floral dress, looks like a freshly formed flower essence, dancing like a chubby little penguin, every movement is stiff and funny, but all over his body They are filled with confidence and happiness.

He couldn't believe it at a glance, it was obviously not like this when he danced.

Who is the kid in this video?

The little parrot also looked up and whispered: "This little girl with swollen eyes dances beautifully."

Mr. Kang turned his head, this is definitely what the parents under the school stage said.

"Brother-what did you say?"

The big dad was watching and didn't interfere with the behavior of the brothers. Xia Sheng was more sensitive to gender issues and wanted to say something, but he was held back by the big dad.

Sometimes the children’s affairs can be solved by the children themselves.

Sure enough, under Mr. Kang's eyes, the little parrot immediately persuaded him, and said very seriously: "My brother is not a little girl, but my brother is really beautiful in a dress!"

Mr. Kang said that this is definitely a bad lesson from others, and definitely a bad lesson from the principal and them.

Mr. Kang is not angry. He is not angry at all. The little parrot is only four years old this year. When he grows up, he tells him that he jumped in this video and the skirt is also worn by him.

President Kang felt relieved when he thought of this, and even put on an easy-going smile, and touched the head of the little parrot.

At this time, Teacher Xiao Liu asked them to go backstage to make up.

President Kang was a little reluctant, he wanted to stay with the big dad and them.

The big dad said: "Go ahead, mom and dad are here waiting for your official performance."

Now there are other children in the background preparing to go to the stage to rehearse.

At this time, Mr. Kang discovered that there are many young boys in other classes who want to wear skirts.

He looked at the skirt on his body and thought to himself that his face was swollen today. Otherwise, it would be strange to wear this skirt. Anyway, other children in kindergarten did not look as good as him in skirts.

But other little boys are not ugly in skirts, because this is an age where the gender difference is not obvious. They all wear skirts and flower crowns. If you don't look closely, you can't see the difference between little boys and girls.

There was a little fat boy wearing a small skirt next to him. He had just put on his makeup, and his parents didn't know how to come in too.

His parents laughed out of breath, and the little boy didn't know if he painted blush or was really shy, standing there a little at a loss.

Mr. Kang looked at him for a while, then looked at his parents outside. They were chatting among a group of parents.

Mr. Kang was a little happy, although sometimes they were very unreliable, at least the two of them didn't laugh at themselves.

Teacher Xiao Liu saw that the child's corolla was crooked, so he sorted it out and said, "Are you nervous now?"

President Kang thought for a while and said, "What's so nervous about this?"

It's not that the twenty-four-year-old he was performing in women's clothing.

Now a four-year-old kid, wearing a small skirt, is still so cute, even if the action is clumsy, it is strangely cute.

Mr. Kang gave a compliment to his current state of mind, and felt proud and proud that he had grown up.

He is no longer the narrow self before, and his tolerance and open mind have surpassed most people of the same age.

"Kangkang kids are awesome!" Teacher Xiao Liu praised.

Mr. Kang nodded in agreement. He also thought he was awesome. Now he really looks more and more like a mature and calm adult, able to jump out and look at the whole thing rationally.

At this time, there was a commotion next to him. It turned out that the fat boy in the skirt just didn't want to come on stage.

The little boy kept tugging at his skirt, no matter how he didn't want to go on stage, crying and making troubles: "I don't want it, I don't want it!"

The little boy’s parents seemed to be a little angry, but after all, so many parents still suppressed their temper and coaxed: "You see other children can be on stage, why can't you?"

As a result, the little boy Xiong was crying and rolling on the ground. He refused to come on stage. The more he cried, the more fierce he was. There was no rhythm to stop.

The children’s parents coaxed and coaxed, but they couldn’t coax them well.

The little boy’s father became a little angry, and he slapped the child on the **** with a slap. He didn’t come on stage, and he said in a hopeless tone: "Other children can go, why can’t you go? What is there to be afraid of? of?"

"It's all spoiled by your mother! There is no masculinity at all! Don't talk about dancing on stage when your dad was a child, but there is no counseling on stage for review. The real life is to be brave enough to face it."

The whole scene suddenly became embarrassing, and the teacher kept persuading: "Say well, don't hit the child."

Mr. Kang only felt that a few words from the other party lit his explosive barrel. He was poked into the wound and jumped out completely out of his control--

"We just don't have the courage, what's the matter? This time, if we don't have the courage to face it, does it mean that our entire life is over?"

"I have to face it, I have to face it, I just don't want to face it, what's the matter? Can't people escape what they are afraid of? I just want to escape!" The child shouted hysterically.

Not to mention the teacher and other children, the boy's father was stunned.

Everyone looked at this little friend in surprise, and didn't understand what had happened to him. Even the little boy who was crying just now didn't cry anymore.

With so many gazes, Mr. Kang realized that he had brought him into him, and he was emotional, and said awkwardly: "I just talked... just talked."

"You continue to beat the children, don't care about me."