DAVM Chapter 84.3

Ji Zhile: “Okay, I’ll accompany Brother to do the homework. Brother also helped me draw the painting.”

So as soon as Ji Ningyi finished his little homework, Ji Zhile read his little certificate beside him and finally asked happily: “Brother, am I good at it?”

Ji Ningyi said: “It’s amazing.”

Ji Zhile laughed twice: “Brother, if you go to kindergarten, you will definitely be the first in our class!”

Ji Ningyi did not want to go to kindergarten anymore.

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Time flies so fast on days like this. In the blink of an eye, it’s June 30th, the Art Festival of Huahua Kindergarten. When Ji Zhile came back the day before, he brought an invitation letter to Si Tian and Ji Jiangzhou, and he said: “Mom and Dad must come to see it tomorrow. I will also perform.”

Then, he said to Ji Ningyi: “Brother, don’t be sad. Mom will videotape it for you.”

Ji Ningyi nodded and said yes.

Si Tian suggested: “Why don’t you dance for us to take a look first, Zhile?”

Ji Zhile shook his head quickly: “No way. The teacher told us not to reveal the content of the dance.”

“Okay.” Si Tian thought about it carefully. Ji Zhile had never practiced at home, which was completely different from when Si Tian was studying.

In order to participate in the Art Festival of the kindergarten, Ji Jiangzhou also turned down his work that day.

They found seats according to the invitation letter and sat down. The parents around them also came one after another. Si Tian found that there were relatively few families like theirs where both parents came over. Some of them were fathers only, and some were mothers only.

Si Tian quietly said to Ji Jiangzhou: “Our family is very active in participating in kindergarten activities.”

Ji Jiangzhou smiled: “After all, Zhile asked repeatedly.”

They seem to have a certain tacit understanding of educating their children now.

At nine o’clock sharp, the kindergarten’s Art Festival officially started, and it was well-organized. The first program was a small melodrama performed by the senior class students, which looked decent. Children wearing exclusive clothes have a sense of cuteness.

Si Tian raised the camera and took a photo, just one photo, leaving more to Ji Zhile. Otherwise, he would definitely be unhappy.

The second show was the rabbit dance performed by Ji Zhile. Ten children were dressed in rabbit costumes, with two rabbit ears pierced on top of their heads. The clothes on their bodies were snow-white and fluffy, and there was a white ball behind their buttocks.

Seeing this outfit, Si Tian felt adorable for a second.

She saw Ji Zhile at a glance. Ji Zhile danced very hard with a bright smile on his face. Si Tian picked up the camera and took many photos.

She did not know if it was because he was jumping too hard or something, but the rabbit ears on Ji Zhile’s head suddenly fell off. Si Tian saw that he panicked but still maintained the movements of his hands and feet. But, his eyes began to look everywhere. Finally, he saw his fallen rabbit ears at the feet of a child, but he did not dare to pick them up.

Si Tian took his tangled little appearance into her eyes completely and tried her best to hold back her laughter.

However, this small mistake did not affect the overall performance of the dance, which could be seen from the applause after the dance.

But at the end of the performance, the children all walked off the stage, and the curtain behind was lifted, but a little figure ran out quickly, picked up the rabbit ears on the ground, and ran back quickly, jumping up and down, really like a panicked little white rabbit.

Si Tian recognized the hurried little figure as Ji Zhile and could not help laughing.

The parents below also gave out good-natured laughter.

Ji Zhile was backstage, holding the rabbit’s ears and blushing terribly. The teacher comforted him: “It’s okay, Ji Zhile, you danced very well. You must have danced too seriously and fell the ears down.”

Ji Zhile said in an aggrieved voice, “My mother saw it too.”

This was the first time for him to participate in the art festival, and it was also the first time for his mother to come to see it. Ji Zhile was very troubled.

The teacher continued to comfort him: “It’s okay. The next program is to bring tea to your mother. Your mother will be very touched.”

Encouraged by the teacher, Ji Zhile was in high spirits. He clenched his fists and decided to do well.

 

 

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