House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 279 The able man works hard for Yang's father (24)

Seeing his book being taken out, Yang Yi was a little surprised, but it was expected. Ever since Fu Jun told him that Xixi's Bedtime Story was a big hit, Yang Yi knew that one day this book would spread in Jiangcheng as well.

This fairy tale book was recommended to me by my husband, but I didn't expect that the stories in it are all familiar, such as this little red riding hood, these three little pigs, and Pinocchio whose nose grows when he lies Wait, isn't that the kind of stories that Yang Xi usually tells other children?

Teacher Mu said with a smile, It's also my fault that I didn't read the book seriously. When I looked back at the title of the book and the author's name, I suddenly realized that this best-selling fairy tale book was written by our father Yang Xi!

The parents under the podium all looked at Yang Yi in surprise, Yang Yi did not hesitate and admitted it generously.

Yang Yi, where can you sell this book? My family Qiqi pesters me every day to ask me to tell her a story. Wu Yue, a good student sitting in the first row, covered her mouth and smiled.

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

The parents present are actually not bad for money, and Yang Yi just expressed his feelings, but unexpectedly received a round of applause from them.

In fact, Mr. Mu invited Yang Yi to come up, not just to let him deliver books, but to invite him to give a story lecture to the whole kindergarten children in mid-December.

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

Of course, a talented parent like Yang Yi, who is close to the water tower, is the first person to be invited by the kindergarten. In October, Nan Zhaoyu's father, Nan Yiyun, was invited to perform calligraphy for the children, and this time It was Yang Yi's turn.

Teaching children to lessons, this thing is still very new. After Teacher Mu finished speaking, Yang Yi did not refuse, but agreed.

After getting down from the podium, Yang Yi was praised by Lanzhou Kai with a thumbs up, and Boss Lan said with a smile: Xiao Yang, you are not authentic! You are hiding such a big thing, brother, I am I thought you were a writer who wrote military novels, but I didn't expect you to be so good at writing children's stories!

No, these stories are all made up to tell Xixi, and I never thought they would be so popular. Yang Yi smiled, And the book sold poorly before, and I didn't want to show it off.

What's the matter, if you tell my brother, my brother will buy you millions of copies, and then every employee and every customer will send a copy to ensure that you will be a big hit. Lanzhou Kaiyi Bo Yuntiandi said.

Just as Yang Yi and Lanzhou Kai were chatting about irrelevant topics, Mr. Mu on the stage talked about the fact that Chuntian Kindergarten will hold a New Year's Day party on New Year's Day. This New Year's Day party is to invite parents to participate and share joy with children. of.

Although there is still a month left, the preparations for the show should start as soon as possible. After all, in addition to inviting some parents to perform the show, the children in kindergarten also have to put on the show, and let the little guys under the age of six rehearse the show. Time and repeated practice, I am afraid to go up to make a fool of yourself.

So Mr. Mu mentioned this matter. In addition to inviting parents to sign up for talent shows, he also asked parents to participate and choose a fairy tale play for the children to start rehearsing early.

At this time, Wu Yue said cheerfully below: Mr. Mu, there is no need to choose a drama that others have acted countless times. Isn't there a story king among the parents of our class? How can we not use such a good resource? Go? Let Yang Yilai make up 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 this proposal was feasible, so Yang Yi was invited to the stage again.

Yang Yi, you don't have to refuse, you can work hard! Wu Yue smiled sweetly in the audience.

A new fairy tale? This is not a problem. Yang Yi is also studying screenwriting recently, but he is just adapting some fairy tales in his mind into a play that children can perform. This is not too difficult.

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

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

Emperor's New Clothes? This is not bad, many children can participate in the performance. But this kind of story performance is okay for adults, but for children, they probably won't understand it either. The moral of the story is too profound!

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

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Dad went to the kindergarten to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and there were two more tasks. Xixi didn't know what was going on. The little girl was sitting face to face with Guo Shushu at the moment, her eyes wide open.

Last time I ran up and down with Lan Xin and bumped into a guest. Although Dad didn't blame Xixi, he still told Xixi to pay attention to the occasion and to pay attention to the proportions, so today Xixi was very good and didn't run around.

There was no chasing from the little master, and the three little British shorts didn't make a fuss. Little Hui and Duo Duo were lying on the table by the window, squinting and basking in the sun.

The clingy little girl was lying beside the little master, turned over, exposing her soft belly, and her long front limbs pulled the little master's arm, as if to say: Meow, little master, I am soft here. It's the most fun, come and scratch!

However, Xixi didn't pay attention, the little girl pouted and looked at Guo Ziyi sullenly.

Guo Ziyi was taken aback by her, and he couldn't stand the script he was holding, so he reluctantly said to Xixi, My Miss Xixi, what's the matter with you?

I asked you to play with me, but you won't play with me, I'm not happy anymore. The little girl complained.

I'll play with you, why won't I play with you? Guo Ziyi had to put away the script and sat up, Uncle won't do anything this afternoon, just play with you!

Hee hee, Guo Shushu is so good! These words made the little girl feel that she was valued, so she said with a smile, Then what are we playing?

What to play? Guo Ziyi scratched his head, he still had to figure out a game that could be played with children, which couldn't be too difficult, and didn't need too hard-to-get props.

If only there were poker cards, Guo Ziyi could play poker solitaire with Xixi, but where to buy poker cards now?

Yes! Guo Ziyi patted his head, and he raised his index finger at Xixi, Xixi wait for me!

The little girl turned her head suspiciously. She saw Guo Ziyi running to the counter, talking for a while, and then took a stack of small pieces of paper and a pen from Ding Xiang—isn't this what people use to write menus?

No wonder Ding Xiang was reluctant to give it to him at first...

Xixi stood up, stepped on the sofa, clawed at the table, and watched Guo Ziyi draw four lines on the small piece of paper, two horizontal and two vertical, crossed in a well-shaped pattern, she asked curiously: Guo Shushu, we are going to draw painting?

No, this is a game to test your IQ! Guo Ziyi said slightly smugly.

It can't be considered pretending to be X, just the author of a fairy tale book, so it won't cause too much sensation.