Next to Xiao Yang and Xiao Meng, a little girl with pink makeup asked, "Xiao Meng, what is your father's talent?"

Xiao Meng looked at the girl and said, "He is not my dad, but my uncle."

The little girl deliberately smiled and asked, "What is your uncle's talent?"

Xiao Meng looked arrogant, "Wang Ting, my uncle has a lot of talents, and your mother can't compare to it."

Xiao Yang was so amused that you were attracting me.

Wang Ting's mother smiled and said, "Student Xiaomeng, I am the teacher in the art tutoring class and I can do some dance songs."

She obviously wanted to tell Xiao Meng that Xiao Yang could not compare with her at all.

Wang Ting was very proud, "Xiaomeng, my mother is still a level 8 piano!"

Come on!

This comparative mentality actually spread in elementary school.

Xiao Yang shook his head.

Xiao Meng said, "My uncle can do it, and he is still very powerful!"

Wang Ting didn't believe what Xiao Meng said at all.

At this moment, the beautiful teacher on the podium smiled and said, "Next, we will carry out the first part, poetry recitation, please invite the first group of parents!"

Some parents performed on stage.

Today's judges are primary school teachers, all sitting in the first row below the stage.

It was soon Wang Ting's turn and his daughter. They recited "Rain Alley", which was full of passion, ups and downs, and was very contagious.

After the recitation, even the judges in the audience took the lead in applauding and exclaiming: "Yes, this song "Rain Alley" is recited very well. Among Xiao Yang's poems, the recitation of this song "Rain Alley" is very difficult.

Big, mother Wang Ting, you have a good grasp of feelings."

Wang Ting's mother smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Hao, I'm really a big fan of Teacher Xiao."

Teacher Hao laughed, "Teacher Xiao is also my fan."

Xiao Yang was a little confused. He didn't expect that there were still his fans here.

Wang Ting and her mother came down and sat down. The former looked at Xiaomeng and said, "Xiaomeng, you have to work hard, at least get the third place."

Xiao Meng smiled and said, "My uncle is best at reciting poetry."

Wang Ting showed a bragging expression, and her mother didn't believe it either.

Xiao Yang was a little worried, girl, you forgot one thing, the effect of reciting with a mask will be greatly reduced.

At this time, the beautiful teacher on the stage began to call Zhang Yumeng. Xiaomeng stood up, and Xiao Yang also stood up and walked onto the stage.

The beautiful teacher asked, "Xiaomeng, which poem do you and your uncle want to recite?"

Xiao Meng said, "Just "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming."

The audience couldn't help but laugh. Is this because Teacher Hao likes Xiao Yang's poems, so he follows the trend? Isn't this picking up people's wisdom?

Everyone thinks this is what Uncle Xiaomeng means, definitely not Xiaomeng’s idea. How could a seven or eight-year-old child have these thoughts?

Isn’t this uncle Xiaomeng worried about messing up the poem “Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming”?

Xiao Yang did not expect Xiao Meng to choose this poem.

The beautiful teacher said, "Xiaomeng, let's start."

Xiao Meng glanced at Xiao Yang. She didn't remember the poems, so she could only recite them with Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang cleared his throat and planned to recite it.

Teacher Hao and other judges were unhappy. Does this parent know how to be polite? He was wearing a mask when he recited poetry. Can't you see anyone?

Wang Ting's mother thought to herself, do you want to recite good poems when you wear a mask?

Other parents also felt that Xiao Yang looked down on others a little, and even disrespected the judges.

On the stage, Xiao Yang began to recite poems.

Xiao Meng followed suit.

"From tomorrow, be a happy person."

"Feed horses, chop firewood, and travel around the world."

"From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables."

"I have a house facing the sea and the spring flowers are blooming."

...

...

"May you be blessed in the world."

"I just want to face the sea and spring is warm and flowers bloom."

Even though he was wearing a mask, Xiao Yang's voice was OK, at least he could get a medium score.

However, none of the judges gave high scores because Xiao Yang did not respect them.

In the end, Xiao Yang and Xiao Meng scored the lowest score among all the combinations that played.

Wang Ting looked at Xiao Meng with great stinginess, "Xiao Meng, you are the last one."

Xiao Mengxian duck was stubborn, "My uncle caught a serious cold, otherwise he would definitely be the first."

Xiao Yang cooperated and coughed a few times.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the genius believed you had a cold.

Teacher Hao became more and more disgusted. Zhang Yumeng turned out to have such an ignorant uncle. No wonder he is always so naughty in school.

When I look back, I must tell Zhang Yumeng's father that he will stop letting his children follow this ignorant uncle.

Xiao Meng felt a little embarrassed, "Aren't you very powerful? Why did you get the last place?"

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Didn't you say I want to wear a mask?"

Xiao Meng immediately came to her senses. Xiao Yang was still wearing a mask. No matter how powerful he was, he could not recite good poems.

She was very confused. Should she let Xiao Yang take off the mask?

Just when she was struggling, the other parents had finished reciting.

The first session ends.

The highest score is Wang Ting and her mother, and the lowest score is Xiao Yang and Zhang Yumeng.

Wang Ting and her mother went on stage to receive the award, which was a notebook and an album, plus a big red flower.

After coming down, Wang Ting became more and more proud, and the big red flower on her chest deliberately shook towards Xiao Meng.

Xiao Meng turned her head and ignored Wang Ting, feeling very unhappy.

Xiao Yang smiled and said, "Don't care about these false names."

Xiao Meng said, "You are so powerful, even if you cover your mouth, you should be able to beat them."

Xiao Yang: “…”

Try covering my mouth.

At this time, the beautiful teacher on the stage said: "The second part has begun. We invite our first mother Wang Ting and Wang Ting to sing "Let's Roar" on stage, and everyone is welcome."

Everyone applauded, but Xiaomeng was a little reluctant.

Teacher Hao nodded with a smile, "Among the songs written by Teacher Xiao, my favorite is this song, which is so educational.

The other judges nodded.

"This is the only nursery rhyme among all Teacher Xiao's songs. It is indeed very suitable as a campus song, especially in elementary schools."

"Yes, it would be great if Teacher Xiao thanked a few songs of this type, it would be a blessing for our primary school music teachers."

"What a pity, Teacher Xiao is the creator of pop songs after all, and it is impossible for the teacher to write nursery rhymes."

Many of the teachers present were actually fans of Xiao Yang.

Chinese teacher likes Xiao Yang's poems and novels.

Music teacher, I like Xiao Yang's songs.

The physical education teacher also admires Xiao Yang, who is athletic ability that is against the will of heaven.

Even the mathematics teacher admires Xiao Yang, who can solve mathematical problems.

Xiao Yang didn't know that his largest fan base was actually in school.

At this time, Wang Ting and her mother on the stage had finished singing.

Teacher Hao and others gave very high scores.

Because Wang Ting and her mother sang so well.

Wang Ting is definitely the protagonist of today's parent-teacher meeting.

Xiaomeng is very unwilling to accept it.

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