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Mengmeng, on the other hand, was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing while covering his mouth.
There was no other reason. His mother's surname was Zi, and she had a strange purple skin.
There are a total of forty-six students in my class. Among them, fifteen of them are from all over the world, with blonde hair and blue eyes, looking very fresh and fresh, five of them are mixed blood, the rest are twenty natives, and six of them are from all over the continent. We come from all over the world, and Teacher Bai hopes that these three years of teaching you will not be for nothing, even though my surname is Bai.
Bai Yilin smiled and suddenly stopped. He took off his glasses, wiped it and put it back on.
"Oh, it's true. I thought my eyes were blurry, but I actually saw a student with light pink hair. This cute girl, can you let everyone see your black hair?"
"Ah!"
Mengmeng was stunned. His sudden words and everyone's gaze were a little muddled.
Pursing his lips, Mengmeng took off his pink cap and fixed his hair.
It was a small ponytail with two long bangs running down the sides of its face.
The beauty of the fairy tale was fully revealed.
'This... 'I didn't realize it before, but it's actually so beautiful. The looks of the parents must be pretty kick.'
Bai Yilin was stunned.
At this moment, the class also fell into silence. Many male students looked straight at them, and there were also quite a few female students who became absent-minded and envious.
Ning Hui pouted. He was jealous and a little angry.
"I seem to know a little why you wear a hat." Bai Yilin laughed.
"Because I like it." The Mengmeng responded.
Bai Yilin felt like he was hiding his beauty, saving some boys from disturbing him. This sort of thing was very common in high school. Not only his classmates, but even some seniors as well.
Although the peaked cap guy could see most of the cheeks, a piece of the eye was covered. Everyone said that the eye was the window to the soul, and Mengmeng's bright and shining big eyes were especially attractive.
He never thought that it was a pure hobby, because Zi Yan liked hats more. round hats, peaked cap, felt hat, bonnet, etc., there were many styles of hats in the house.
Under Zi Yan's influence, many things that interested the Mengmeng, came from Zi Yan.
Because there were a lot of items in life and entertainment, learned to swim, learned to play the piano from him, and also learned to play the guitar from him. This was something that was common in Mengmeng Elementary School for a few years.
She was always tired of Zhang Han. She had learned quite well at the piano, which was just like a guitar and couldn't be used for painting. She had learned quite a lot from Zi Yan.
It could be said that the Mengmeng's childhood, other than the days when she was relatively depressed with Zi Yan at the start, once they reunited with Zhang Han, was simply rich to the extreme.
The shy introverted girl had also become a cheerful little girl.
He wasn't afraid of the stage, he only felt a little embarrassed when Teacher Bai spoke. It would be too generous if he took off his hat.
"When you get back to class, don't wear any hats, because teachers need to look at everyone's eyes to know if you're attending class, daydreaming, or sleeping."
Bai Yilin said with a smile.
"Got it, Teacher. I just forgot. I won't do it in the future." Mengmeng stuck out his tongue.
"Yes."
Bai Yilin's smile became even friendlier.
It could be imagined that the new vice principal came straight to her and called her by her nickname the moment he saw her. This showed that she had a very strong background and was very courteous to him when she talked to him, and she respected him as her teacher.
"Alright, let's get down to business."
Bai Yilin looked outside the door and saw the students of Year 1 coming and going. He smiled and said,
Everyone has seen it, our class is a bit dirty, because the previous year's first year students are starting their second year, they have moved to the third and fourth floors. This time, the class will be cleaned by the new students, I think the other classes have started, and the washroom will be crowded, so we might as well wait for a while, let's get to know each other, then we can group up and clean.
"Let the first student in the first row begin. Come up to the podium."
Under Bai Yilin's instructions, the first female classmate in the first row on the left stood up. Feeling a little shy, she bit her lips and clasped her hands together:
"My name is Elena and Onapwen, and I come from France. My father works here, and I have been in the Xiangjiang for three years. I like this place very much. I will settle here with my parents in the future."
"Very good, Elena. Teacher already knows you." Bai Yilin smiled and asked, "What is your hobby?"
"My hobby is to sing. I really like the songs here." She was nervous, and she didn't know what else to say.
"Mm, let's go back."
Bai Yilin led the applause.
Following which, the second student, the third student ?
There was a cute little fatty among the students, who introduced himself as someone who liked to eat, and that dream was to eat all the food in the world, making the class laugh out loud. Even Bai Yilin said that this was a great dream, and only he knew that wanting to eat all the food in the world was not an easy thing to do.
These words also caused Mengmeng to giggle.
A dazzling smile.
Quite a few male students looked at Mengmeng from the corner of their eyes. This smile seemed to melt their hearts, especially that Beginnan.
Similar to the first grade's self-introductions, the first to go on stage was Li Muen:
My name is Li Muen, I am a local. I have been classmates with Mengmeng at Dongli Elementary School for many years, and we met each other in Saint Rowe's kindergarten. We were very happy to meet in high school, and also very happy to get to know each other.
Crash.
Accompanying the applause, Li Muen returned to his seat with a smile. He looked a little nervous.
As a human being, Bai Yilin understood very well. A stranger in such a strange environment would definitely be a little nervous.
It was the Mengmeng.
Zhang Yu Meng.
Bai Yilin looked at Mengmeng's eyes and did not notice any nervousness at all.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Yu Meng, my friends all call me Mengmeng. My hobby is to travel and play games with my family."
"Chivalry?"
The corners of Bai Yilin's mouth stiffened and he asked in amusement:
"It's nice to travel with your family. Where have you been?"
"I've been to many places." The Mengmeng replied.
"Such as?" Bai Yilin really liked Mengmeng's melodious voice and couldn't help but want to chat more.
"I've been to Los Angeles, lived in San Diego for a few years,, Ice City, Lin Hai, Western Airlines, Singapore, Hawaii, Maldives, Paris, Moscow, and many other places where I can't remember their names."
"Err ?" "Very good, teacher will travel as many places as you will." Bai Yilin touched his forehead.
No one can compare with another at just eleven to twelve years old. To go to so many places, it's no wonder he's so generous and fearless. His knowledge can't be compared with others of the same age.
"Then are you going out to play with Daddy more, or Mommy more?" Bai Yilin acted like he was interviewing someone, and he was also a bit curious. What kind of parent could bring up such a beautiful young girl?
"Eh?"
Mengmeng was surprised for a moment, and replied: "We always go out to play together."
"Then don't your parents have to busy themselves with work as well?" Bai Yilin was curious.
"My dad's job is to accompany my mom and me. My mom is too lazy now and doesn't really care about going to the company. She's always getting tired of my dad."
If he had heard this, Zi Yan might have rolled his eyes again.
"Then what are you good at? Like singing and dancing. " Bai Yilin asked with a smile.
With such looks, if he were to praise a program during a literary or artistic party, he would definitely attract the attention of everyone in the eight classes every year.
"I do. Dad and I learned to play the piano, guitar, sing and dance with Mom, but I don't have time normally. I have big things to do."
The Mengmeng answered seriously.
"What big thing is busy? "Is it convenient to say?"
"Chivalry."
"Fine."
Bai Yilin subconsciously rubbed his chin.
What the hell was chivalry? Was it some sort of role-playing game?
"That was a good lecture."
Bai Yilin smiled and took the lead to clap.
Amidst the applause, Mengmeng got off the stage.
After introducing himself, the teacher took out the namelist and looked at it, remembering a few people.
"Everyone, let's split into three groups. There's a total of three rows, just three groups. Is there anyone willing to be the team leader?"
Bai Yilin said as he subconsciously looked at Mengmeng.
In the end, the other side ignored him. What group leader? They didn't want to be the class monitor for six years. It could be said that they had worried their hearts out.
In the end, over a dozen people raised their hands. Bai Yilin chose two men and a woman, and assigned them with cleaning tasks.
"Mengmeng, what are we doing?"
"Aren't we responsible for wiping the table? Then let's do it."
"Does your family know how to do housework?" Li Muen said.
"No, there's nothing to be busy about, and my dad won't let me do it."
Mengmeng blinked his eyes quickly. It seemed like a big castle was always clean.
There weren't any nannies to clean up and cook. There used to be one.
But now, it seemed that as long as his father was here, it would be very clean.
Maybe it was just a breath of air.
'Mmm... 'My Fireball Technique is already as big as a soccer ball. When can it become as big as me? It must be already.'
Mengmeng remembered about cultivation and felt his heart itch. He wanted to practice for a bit but the conditions would not allow it.
Feeling helpless, Mengmeng took a cloth and wiped the table and chairs, as well as the blackboard with Li Muen and a few other students.
While the students were working, Bai Yilin observed them from the side. Some of them liked to show off and were very diligent in their work. Some of them were lazy and were noticed by Bai Yilin.
Sweep, in fact, even if these students' first class, Bai Yilin, in his heart, had some evaluation about them. Whenever he saw a student who had forgotten, he would flip through the documents.
Only, his gaze would involuntarily drift towards the Mengmeng.