This is really sending a pillow just when I was about to doze off. Zhou Sese quickly waved her hand, "I really need help now."

Teacher Zhou walked over with a smile, looking like a gentle scholar with a strong bookish air. One could tell at a glance that he was an intellectual. Not only Zhou Sese, but even Diandian came over to the two of them.

Sheng Xijiang's face was gloomy. He washed the dishes again and brought them into the kitchen.

When I came out, I found that the small stool I sat on when washing dishes was occupied by Diandian, who sat next to the two of them.

Sheng Xijiang exhaled lightly and was about to walk over when Sheng Yingying appeared out of nowhere and grabbed him. "Brother, my sister-in-law is working on a program with Teacher Zhou. Don't bother them. I want to write a letter home. Can you write it for me?"

Sheng Xijiang: "..."

Sheng Yingying pulled Sheng Xijiang into the house, and the latter kept looking back.

Outside.

Teacher Zhou clapped his hands in praise. "Your idea is truly unprecedented. How could I not have thought of it? It's a great idea, but... there's so much for the children to recite. I'm worried they won't be able to remember it. Even if they write notes, these children can't read."

He looked left and right, then hurriedly raised his little chicken claw... Now it couldn't be called a chicken claw anymore, as it had grown flesh and turned visibly white, "I can try my best to remember it!"

Teacher Zhou patted Diandian's head in appreciation and said, "Okay, then the next step is to design the lines."

Zhou Sese pouted and held the pencil above her lips, just below her nose. "Actually, what I'm most worried about is the choreography."

Teacher Zhou looked confused. "What is a choreographic effect?"