Chen Rou, who was kneeling on one knee, adjusted her posture and knelt on both knees. She patted Ella's bottom and said softly, "You're welcome. Go back to class. Your little brother might be a bit shy and needs my comfort. We'll play together again later."

But when she looked back at A Yuan after she finished speaking, she found the little guy pouting and looking annoyed.

The blonde, blue-eyed little girl was indeed as cute as a little angel, and she could even speak Chinese, which was incredible. Yet, she could see a hint of annoyance in A Yuan's expression.

The child doesn't want to socialize or fit in, but she insists on making him. Is he angry?

Since A Yuan wasn't going, Chen Rou had no choice but to give up.

This kindergarten is indeed very advanced; they use slides to assist in teaching.

First, a cup of tea appears on the screen, followed by a child drinking tea. Then, the teacher holds up a spelling board and asks a group of children, "Who can fill in the blanks for the words A, E, and T?"

It's an educational and entertaining lesson, and it went very well. After the teacher finished speaking, many children raised their hands.

Nie Zhao and Chen Rou both thought that since A Yuan couldn't be pulled by the other children, he probably wouldn't participate. He hadn't reached the stage of recognizing characters yet, so Nie Zhao's early education for him was still just recognizing Chinese characters with flashcards and playing Connect Four.

But he actually raised his hand too, and because the teacher didn't notice him, she called on another girl instead.

But before Nie Zhao could react, A Yuan had already walked to the front of the podium.

The headmistress exclaimed, "Wow, the baby's starting to fit in, but he seems to be..."

A-Yuan had just arrived and didn't understand the rules yet. The teacher was going to give the word to the little girl, but Mingming, who was behind her, quickly snatched the word, turned around, and stuck it on the sign that the teaching assistant was holding up.

They're all just kids. The little girl didn't get the word cards, so she was unhappy and started crying.

A Yuan glanced at the other person, bit his lip, and returned with a smug look on his face.

The principal, who was a full-time educator, immediately noticed: "WOW, Mr. Nie, he has an amazing memory. If I remember correctly, the teacher showed him the words five minutes ago, and he still remembers them now."

When A Yuan came back, he snuggled into his father's arms and said, "You are such a beautiful and smart little guy."

Nie Zhao looked at his son and asked for his opinion: "Do you want to study here and make friends with the other children?"

The headmistress was praising him, and a little girl named Ella was waving at him, but A-Yuan shook his head: "No."

The principal then said, "How about we leave your mothers and go see other classes? Maybe you'll change your mind?"

Ah Yuan agreed, took the principal's hand, and went out.

Nie Zhao and Chen Rou were still in the classroom listening to the lesson when he whispered, "A Yuan was just jealous."

He added, "Because you showed extraordinary care for another child, he went up on stage to spell words. He wanted to prove to you that he was better than that little girl named Ella."

So when A-Yuan suddenly got angry just now, it wasn't because he was angry, but because he was jealous—jealous of Ella?

Isn't my son being a little too sensitive?

However, Nie Zhao is more knowledgeable and has a deeper understanding of education, so he said: "This kindergarten is not suitable for A Yuan, and the one in Repulse Bay is not good either, because his understanding of things is beyond that of most of his peers. He looks at them as if they are little fools. A Yuan will also be very unhappy if he stays with them."

Chen Rou is the type to treat the symptom, not the cause. She said, "Then why not just send him to kindergarten?"

Nie Zhao also shook his head: "No, the older children are taller and bigger than him, he will be bullied."

My son is only a little over a year old, and we don't lack money, but getting him into school has become a problem.

Chen Rou asked Nie Zhao, "So what do you think we should do?"

Nie Zhao was still thinking, of course, it was just a hypothesis, a hypothesis about his son's education, but just as he was about to speak, the little girl named Ella suddenly got up from her chair, ran over, and looked at the couple with a smile.

Chen Rou reached out her hand, and the little girl took it. Chen Rou then asked, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Little Ella smiled again, then suddenly leaned close to Chen Rou's ear and mumbled something, but she spoke in Chinese, too fast, and it was a bit difficult to pronounce, so Chen Rou didn't understand. The little girl then ran back.

Nie Zhao said, "She was staring at me and talking to you, and it was about me?"

Everyone in Hong Kong knows him, including children. They may not know the Governor, but they certainly know him.

The little girl is gossiping about him with Chen Rou, right? What exactly is she talking about?

But Chen Rou didn't hear clearly either, and only said, "I only understood three words: girlfriend."

What girlfriend? It's all so strange, it's completely out of the blue.

The principal took A-Yuan to visit other classes and coaxed him for a while. He saw that A-Yuan was smart, and his father was a big shot, so he tried his best to get A-Yuan to study here.

Unfortunately, when A Yuan was talking to the principal, he shook his head like a rattle drum, and Nie Zhao asked him about it separately after they came out.

He was very straightforward, saying only one thing: "No."

Then the kindergarten needs to be reconsidered.

Next Wednesday is just around the corner, and in fact, the advance team arrived early this morning, surrounded by a large number of reporters. However, they were cautious and reserved. In the words of the reporters on the scene, they were like a group of worker ants, moving into the barracks silently and quickly, but with great coordination, and then they were busy.

As for what they are doing, nobody knows.

They didn't seem curious about the outside world, because a bunch of reporters were constantly trying to capture the scene with high-powered binoculars, but no one managed to get the shot they wanted. The mainland military personnel were either curious, excited, or mocking and hateful, with emotional expressions. But whenever they managed to get a shot, their faces were just like the police who had arrived earlier—stiff and boring.

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