House Dad’s Literary Life

Seeing that his book was thrown out, Yang Lan was a little surprised, but it was also expected. Since Fu Jun told him that "Yang's bedtime story" was sold, Yang Lan knew that one day the book would be spread in Jiangcheng.

"This fairy tale book was recommended to me by my husband, but I did not expect that the stories inside are familiar, such as this little red riding hood, these three little pigs, and the Pinocchio who will lie longer. Wait, isn’t that the story that Yang Lan’s 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 hot fairy tale book was written by our father Yang Lan!"

The parents under the podium looked at Yang Lan with some surprises. Yang Lan did not tweak and acknowledged it generously.

"Yang Yang, where is your book sold? My family, Qiqi, is pestering me every day and wants me to tell her stories." Wu Hao, a good student sitting in the first row under the stage, smiled and smiled.

"I always feel a little suspicion of advertising, so after the new book period, the market is not good to buy, I will let the publisher send it to me, I will send one to each parent!" Yang said generously. .

The parents present are not bad money. Yang Lan just expressed his own feelings, but unexpectedly harvested their applause.

In fact, Teacher Mu invited Yang Lan to come up. The purpose was 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 the characteristics of Chuntian Kindergarten. They often invite some literary and art people to tell the children stories or perform arts and enthusiasm to stimulate the children's interest.

Of course, talented parents like Yang Lan and the near-water tower are the primary targets invited by the kindergarten. In October, Nan Zhaoyu’s father, Nan Yiyun, was invited to perform calligraphy art for the children. This time It is the turn of Yang Lan.

It’s still very new to teach the children. After Mr. Mu finished speaking, Yang Lan did not quit, and he promised it.

After coming down from the podium, Yang Lan was praised by Lanzhou Kai with a thumbs up. Lan boss said with a smile: "Xiao Yang, you are not authentic! Actually such a big thing is hidden, my brother. I thought you were a writer who wrote a military novel. I didn't expect the story of writing a child to be so!"

"Where, these stories are written and told, and I have never thought that they would be so popular." Yang Xiao smiled. "And before this book was sold bleak, I didn't think about showing off."

"What is this, if you say to your brother, my brother will buy you millions of copies, and then each employee, each customer will send a copy to ensure that you are in full swing." Lanzhou Kaiyi said.

Just when Yang Lan and Lanzhou Kai chatted about the topic, Mu’s teacher on the stage said that Chuntian Kindergarten would hold a New Year’s party on New Year’s Day. This New Year’s party invites parents to participate 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, Ms. Mu mentioned this matter. In addition to asking parents to sign up for performance talents, parents were also allowed to participate, and a fairy tale drama for children to start rehearsing early.

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

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

"Yang Hao, you don't want to quit, and you can do more!" Wu Hao was laughing at the stage.

New fairy tale? This is not a problem. Yang Lan 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 difficulty is not too big.

Moreover, the drama that was compiled was still performed by her and her friends. How could Yang Lan deny it? When he was full of promises on the stage, he had already begun to wonder which story to use for adaptation!

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

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 Lan 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. I don’t know what is happening. The little girl is sitting face to face with Guo Yan at this moment, with big eyes and small eyes.

Last time, Lan Xin ran around and ran into the guest. Although Dad didn't blame him, he still had to pay attention to the occasion and pay attention to the size. So today, he was particularly embarrassed and didn't run around.

Without the chase of the little master, the three little British shorts did not make a fuss, and the little gray and the squatting on the table by the window, squinting at the sun.

The sticky little cockroach is lying next to the little master, turning over, revealing the soft belly, the 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, he did not pay attention, the little girl whispered a small mouth and looked at Guo Ziyi with sullenness.

Guo Ziyi was seen by her, and the script she held in her hand couldn’t stand, and she said helplessly, “My Miss Dad, what happened to you?”

"I told you to play with me, you are not playing with me, I am not happy." The 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 this afternoon, just play with you!"

"Hey, Guo Wei is so good!" In this remark, the little girl felt that she was valued, and she said with a smile, "What do we play?"

"What to play?" Guo Ziyi turned his head and he had to ponder a game that could be played with children. It was not too difficult, and there was no need to get too hard to get the props.

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

"With!" Guo Ziyi patted his head, he rushed to raise his index finger, "Hey, wait for me!"

The little girl turned her head in confusion. She saw Guo Ziyi running to the counter and said a moment later, she took a stack of small pieces of paper and a pen from Ding Xiang. Isn't this a menu for people to write?

No wonder Ding Xiang was not willing to give him at first...

He stood up, stepped on the sofa, squatting on the table, watching Guo Ziyi draw four lines on the small piece of paper, two horizontal and two vertical, cross into a well type, she curiously asked: "Guo Yu, we are going to draw Painting?"

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