Yang Yi was a little surprised to see his book being taken out, but it was also expected. Since Fu Jun told him that "Xi Xi's Bedtime Story" was a big hit, Yang Yi knew that one day this book would spread in Jiangcheng.

"This fairy tale book was recommended to me by my husband, but I didn't expect that the stories here are very familiar, such as this little Red Riding Hood, these three little pigs, and Pinocchio whose noses will grow longer. Isn't it the stories that Yang Xi usually tells to other children?"

Teacher Mu smiled and said, "I'm also blamed for not reading seriously. After looking back at the title of the book and the author, I suddenly realized that this popular fairy tale book was written by our father Yang Xi!"

The parents below the podium looked at Yang Yi in surprise. Yang Yi did not feel embarrassed and admitted it openly.

"Yang Yi, where is your book sold? My Qiqi pestered me every day and asked me to tell her stories." Wu Yue, a good student sitting in the first row in the audience, covered her mouth and smiled.

"I always feel a bit suspicious of advertising. In this way, after the new book period, it is not easy to buy on the market. I will ask the publishing house to send it to me, and I will give each parent one more!" Yang Yi said generously.

The parents here are actually not short of money. Yang Yi just expressed his feelings, but unexpectedly received some applause from them.

In fact, Teacher Mu invited Yang Yi to come up with the goal not only to ask him to send a book, but to invite him to give a story to the children in the entire kindergarten in mid-December.

This is also the feature of Chuntian Kindergarten. They often invite some literary and artistic people to tell stories or perform literature and art to stimulate children's interest.

Of course, talented parents like Yang Yi are the primary targets for kindergartens to be invited by the kindergarten in October. In October, Nan Zhaoyu's father, Nan Yiyun, was invited to perform calligraphy art for the children, and this time it was Yang Yi's turn.

It was still very new to teach the children. After Teacher Mu finished speaking, Yang Yi did not refuse and agreed.

After getting off the podium, Yang Yi was praised by Lanzhou Kai with a thumbs up. Boss Lan said with a smile: "Xiao Yang, you are not authentic! Such a big thing is hidden. Brother, I thought you were just a writer who wrote military novels. I didn't expect that writing stories about children is so good!"

"No, these stories were written for Xixi, and I never thought they would be so popular." Yang Yi smiled, "and the book was sold poorly before, and I didn't think about showing it out."

"What's the matter? If you tell me, I will buy you millions of copies, and then each employee and customer will send you one copy to ensure that you are very popular." Lanzhou Kaiyi Boyun Tiandi said.

Just as Yang Yi was talking about the topic of Lanzhou Kai, Teacher Mu on the stage talked about the New Year's Day party that Chuntian Kindergarten will hold a New Year's Day party on New Year's Day. Parents are invited to attend and share joy with their children.

Although there is still one month left, the program should be prepared as soon as possible. After all, in addition to inviting some parents to perform the program, the kindergarten children also have to release the program, allowing the little guys under six to rehearse the program. If there is no time to practice it repeatedly for a month, I am afraid that they will make a fool of themselves when they go up.

So when Teacher Mu mentioned this, in addition to asking parents to actively sign up for their performance talents, he also asked parents to participate and chose a fairy tale drama for the children that they could start rehearsing early.

At this time, Wu Yue said enthusiastically below: "Teacher Mu, there is no need to choose a drama that others have acted in countless times. Among the parents of our class, isn't there a story king? How can you not use such a good resource? Let Yang Yi write a new fairy tale for the children!"

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

"Yang Yi, don't refuse, those who are capable should work harder!" Wu Yue smiled cleverly in the audience.

Newly edited fairy tale dramas? This is not a problem. Yang Yi has been learning to write screenwriters recently, but he just adapted some fairy tales in his mind into dramas that children can perform. This is not too difficult.

Moreover, the drama he made up was performed for Xixi and her friends. How could Yang Yi refuse? When he agreed on the stage, he was already thinking about which story to use to adapt it!

The story of Little Red Riding Hood? This has appeared in the book. Maybe it will collide with the performance of other classes. Although the probability is very low, Yang Yi is not happy.

The emperor's new outfit? This is not bad, and many children can participate in the performance. However, such a story is okay for adults to show, but for children to show, they probably won't understand it. The story is too profound!

With it! Yang Yi thought of a very good story, but this requires a lot of costumes and props, but this is not a problem in front of parents who are not short of money!

...

My father went to the kindergarten to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and there were two more tasks. Xixi didn't know about these things that were happening. The little girl was sitting face to face with Guo Shushu at this moment, staring at her big eyes.

Last time I ran around and ran to the guest. Although my father did not blame Xixi, he still reminded Xixi to pay attention to the occasion and behave properly. So today Xixi was very obedient and did not run around.

Without the pursuit of the little master, the three Xiaoyings were short and there was no noise. Xiao Hui and Duo lie on the table by the window, squinting their eyes to bask in the sun.

The clingy little Guai was lying beside the little master, turning over, revealing his soft belly, and his long forelimbs pulled the little master's arm, as if saying: "Meow, little master, I'm the most soft here, come and scratch it!"

However, Xixi didn't pay attention. The little girl pouted her mouth and looked at Guo Ziyi in a depressed mood.

Guo Ziyi was so furious that she could not read the script in her hand. She said helplessly to Xixi: "My Miss Xixi, what's wrong with you?"

"My dad asked you to play with me, but you didn't play with me. I'm unhappy." The little girl complained.

"I'll play with you, why don't I play with you?" Guo Ziyi had no choice but to put away the script and sit up, "Uncle doesn't do anything this afternoon, I'll play with you!"

"Hehe, Guo Shushu is so good!" These words made the little girl feel that she was valued, so she smiled and said, "Then what are we playing?"

"What to play?" Guo Ziyi scratched his head. He had to think about a game that could be played with children. It should not be too difficult or require props that were too difficult to obtain.

It would be great if there were playing cards. Guo Ziyi could play playing card succession with Xixi, but where can I buy playing cards now?

"I have it!" Guo Ziyi patted his head, and he raised his index finger at Xixi, "Xixi wait for me!"

The little girl turned her head in confusion. She saw Guo Ziyi running to the counter, talking for a while, then took a stack of small pieces of paper and a pen from Ding Xiang. Isn’t this what people use to write the menu?

No wonder Ding Xiang was unwilling to give him at first...

Xixi stood up, stepped on the sofa, stomped on the table, and watched Guo Ziyi draw four lines on the small piece of paper, two horizontal and two vertical, crossing into a tic-tac sign. She asked curiously: "Guo Shushu, are we going to draw?"

"No, this is a game that tests IQ!" Guo Ziyi said with a slight smug look.
Chapter completed!