"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm recording a show, what's wrong?" I called in the morning. I won't forget this girl, right?

"Hehe, brother, you are so awesome." Zhang Zifeng's voice couldn't hide his excitement.

Ye Mingxuan was confused, so why was he so powerful? "What kind of thing I'm so powerful? What are you talking about?"

"Brother, you forgot it?"

"What's wrong with meager?" Yes, I sent a clarified message for a day in the morning and I didn't care anymore. I don't know what's going on now.

"No, they all deleted their previous meagerity and apologized. You are so awesome."

Brother Xuan’s clarified meager news made these guys apologize by deleting meager information, which was simply unimaginable.

"Is that so? It should be the work of Master and Teacher He, which has not affected you, right?"

Ye Mingxuan didn't expect that these people were so stubborn. He thought this was a very troublesome, but he didn't expect that they had deleted the meager he had posted before and apologized. When did the keyboard warriors be so easy to talk to?

In fact, Ye Mingxuan was really thinking about this matter. It was not that he was a slight start, but that he chose the wrong target. The most important point was that the person behind the scenes had no company consent at all. He acted privately and disrupted the plans of the big bosses and was stopped by strict orders. It was not only a punishment, but also a protection for them. If he really annoyed Teacher He and Huang, no one would get benefits.

"It doesn't matter, it's just that I'm a fan meeting, I'm a messed up. By the way, brother, next time you and I and Brother Peng Peng will hold a fan meeting together?" Zhang Zifeng doesn't care at all. Inviting Ye Mingxuan to hold a fan meeting together is the main purpose.

"Okay, let's talk about this at the Mushroom House. I still have something to do here. My girl should go to bed early!" Ye Mingxuan looked at the time and had been out for a long time, so he had to go back quickly.

"Okay, brother, you should rest early, don't be too tired." Zhang Zifeng lay on the pink bed, making a phone call, and ravaging the plush toy beside him with his hands.

"Good night, don't stay up late?"

"Okay, OK, I understand, it's so long-winded." Zhang Zifeng hung up the phone, smirked and frowned again, but he was still at home and there was no one in her room, otherwise she would have really treated her as a lunatic.

…

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, several guests from Dongsheng Village's cultural building were still asleep, while the villagers got up early. Those who should work were working together and discussed in groups around the cultural building. The children had already come over and were led to the school by Ye Mingxuan who was getting up early.

There are too many children and one classroom that can’t sit down, so Ye Mingxuan simply gathers the little guys in the small playground.

"Students, students, are there anyone who loves singing, dancing, and other talents? Let's celebrate Children's Day in advance in the evening. How about performing a program?"

Ye Mingxuan thinks this is quite meaningful. Those who don’t need to perform are perfect, just participate.

"She, she can dance, Hou Yuanli is the best dancer in our class." A little boy pointed at Hou Yuanli and said.

“Is there any more?”

The children were a little shy when they pushed and shoved, and I pointed at you.

"Hou Yuanli, would you please choose a few dancing nights and dance with you?" Ye Mingxuan asked softly.

"Then can I be with Li Xinyi?" Li Xinyi is Hou Yuanli's best friend, so of course I have to take care of it. I have to share my blessings and hardships!

"You have to ask Li Xinyi if she is willing or not." Ye Mingxuan secretly glanced at Li Xinyi and found that the little girl was also staring at her, and she was immediately happy.

"Did Xiao Ya slept well last night? Have you ever dreamed of your brother?" Ye Mingxuan squatted down and hugged Li Xinyi's shoulder.

"Yes." The little girl turned to the other side embarrassedly.

"Would you like to dance with your good friends?"

"good."

"I can't dance. I'll ask a brother who is very good at dancing to teach you, okay?" Ye Mingxuan looked at the time. It was past nine o'clock, and I thought Brother Xiaozhu should get up.

Just as he was muttering about Brother Little Pig, Brother Bo sent a call.

"Hey, Xiaoxuan."

"It's me, Brother Bo? Didn't the master and the others get up?"

"All up, have you taken the kids to school?"

"Well, they all came very early. I was afraid that they would make you rest, so I took them to school. Where is Brother Pig?" Ye Mingxuan did not forget his main purpose.

"Xiaozhu, Xiaoxuan is looking for you, you answer the phone."

Brother Bo handed the phone to Xiaozhu, and was eating the working meal from the program team, and chatting with Teacher Huang while eating.

"Hey, I'm a pig, what's wrong?"

"Brother Little Pig, can you teach children to dance? Isn't it almost Children's Day? Let's celebrate a festival for them in advance and have a party in the evening. The little girl Bo likes dancing, so let her dance."

"Ok, no problem." This kind of thing is quite meaningful, and of course Xiaozhu is willing to: "Hey, wait wait."

"What's wrong with Brother Pig?"

"What are you going to have a wave of hang up?" The pig covered his mouth and laughed out loud.

"Puff, Brother Xiaozhu, you are really naughty." Ye Mingxuan was also amused by Xiaozhu's naughtyness: "You 'Old Mo'."

"No, no, I am 'Xiao'. (Xiao: beautiful, Lao Mo: ugly)" Brother Xiaozhu emphasized.

"Xiaoxiao, you are Xiao, that little pig, come here quickly."

Teacher Huang had some breakfast here and hurried to the school. There were a lot of things today, so I had to pay attention to it.

"Pig, pig, I think this is the case. What Xiaoxuan said is quite meaningful. Let's stop doing competitions and other things. Just do the party Xiaoxuan said, Xiaobo, what do you think?"

Teacher Huang felt that such an evening party or Children's Day performance was much more meaningful than the competition they discussed last night.

"Brother Lei, why are you talking to Brother Bo? Are you bullying the pig?"

"I think it's OK, but I think we can divide into two teams and play programs against each other, so that the children will be more active and united. Don't be tonight, tomorrow afternoon, let's participate and play with the children. How about it?" Brother Bo thought for a while and said.

"Xiao Bo, I finally did a job of personnel, I will support you." Brother Honglei took off his glasses and turned Huang Bo over to himself: "Looking at my eyes, do you think I'm even praising you on your eyebrows, and you just ignore me?"

"Yes, yes, Honglei, did you draw your eyebrows well today? Who did you draw for you?" The paintings were almost connected, and Brother Bo said with a smile against his will.

"Oh, is it? I drew it myself? Sure enough! My beauty in this prosperous era can no longer be blocked." Brother Honglei took out his cell phone and took a selfie as the rumor.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's talk about serious business." Teacher Huang stopped the playful people and said, "I'll go buy something later and buy performance costumes for the children, who will go with me?"

"I'll go, I feel I can't help much," said the piglet as soon as she raised her hand.

"You can't go. Xiaoxuan is still waiting for you to teach the children dance. If you click your name, don't go." Ye Mingxuan made a special call to call Xiaozhu and ask the children to teach the dance steps. How could he let him go?

"I'll go, Teacher Huang and I'll take care of two children. I don't know what they like, they know what to buy." Wang Xun felt that he didn't have any talent, Honglei Ge's national dance champion, Boge used to sing and dance, and Xiaozhu was even more famous as the dance king.

"Okay, then I will take the two children to buy things later. You three and Xiaoxuan are responsible for rehearsing talent performances for the children." Teacher Huang made a decision and rushed to the school.

…

"The brother who teaches dancing will come over later. Can the classmates read with me in the early morning?" Ye Mingxuan discussed with the children.

"Reading is not fun." "Okay."

The children's answers are varied, boys are naughty, and sometimes they finally have time to play on Sundays and are not willing to study.

"Is it OK to study for half an hour?" Of course, Ye Mingxuan didn't really want to teach them a lesson, but wanted to teach them a good article.

I heard that I only read for half an hour, and the children agreed.

"Now you guys are responsible for gathering everyone together and standing here according to the class. You are my little assistants, can you?"

There was a title of little assistant. Several children became much more active. Some shouted loudly, while others asked the corresponding class monitor for help. Soon, small teams appeared in front of Ye Mingxuan. Although they were not very neat, Ye Mingxuan did not ask too much.

Ye Mingxuan asked a speaker in the program team, tried and shouted: "Okay, classmates, I don't know what I can teach you. Today I will teach you an article. I hope you can remember it and remember it in your heart. Next, I will read one sentence, and you will read one sentence accordingly."

The children are pretty well-behaved and do not make trouble on purpose.

"A young man is wise, a country is wise; a young man is rich, and a young man is strong, a country is strong."

"A young man is wise, a country is wise; a young man is rich, and a young man is strong, a country is strong."

The children's reading sounds gradually merged from the beginning of chaos. Children around ten years old have their own thoughts and have begun to understand right and wrong.

The sound of reading aloud came out of the school playground. When the sound of reading was uniform, the busy adults subconsciously looked up at the school. It was their children and the future of the motherland.

"How might it be, my youthful country is immortal with heaven."

"~"

"How magnificent, my young man in China has no boundaries with the country."

"~"

"Young people always think about the future, so they have a sense of hope. Youths often like to enjoy and make fun of the world, so they can create the world. Youths often want to explore, so they realize that everything is impossible."

~

The few people standing at the school gate looked at Ye Mingxuan and led the children to read aloud. At this moment, everyone was moved by Ye Mingxuan's intention. This article was not the first time I heard it, but at this moment I felt it was the most appropriate.

Teacher Huang walked in first. Instead of disturbing the children who were studying, he stood in front of the children, facing Ye Mingxuan, and read aloud. Then Brother Honglei, Brother Bo, Brother Xun, and Brother Xiaozhu all joined in.
Chapter completed!