On her first day of kindergarten, Ye Zijing, dressed in a beautiful princess dress and wearing a pretty princess crown, was brought to kindergarten by Zhao Yadan, holding a Barbie doll amidst the envious gazes of the other children.
Along with Ye Zijing came two large boxes of all sorts of small toys.
The kindergarten children had never seen anything like this before. In the morning, they were all crying when their parents brought them to school, and when they were making a scene, they didn't even remember to bring their toys. But now, one by one, they all surrounded Ye Zijing, seeing this big commotion.
Ye Zijing, who had the right to distribute toys, became the most popular person in the entire kindergarten on the first day of school.
Of all the children, there was only one exception.
Ye Zijing frowned, pouted, and walked to the corner, looking at the little boy quietly reading in the corner.
She huffed and puffed at the little boy who was engrossed in his book, "Why don't you play with everyone?"
Ji Siyuan frowned and looked up from his book.
Ye Zijing stared wide-eyed in shock at Ji Siyuan in front of her.
"You're prettier than my doll! Come home with me and play together, okay?"
From the moment Ye Zijing first met Ji Siyuan, she wanted to bring him home to play together.
However, Ji Siyuan only glanced at Ye Zijing before turning away and continuing to read his book with his back to her.
Ye Zijin angrily rushed up to Ji Siyuan, snatched the book from his hand, and examined it carefully, but couldn't recognize a single word.
As a result, Ye Zijing was so angry that she cried.
She was crying so loudly and miserably that the teacher rushed over.
The kids in the park are all little emperors, and these corporate slaves and working-class people can't afford to offend any of them.
"Zijin, what's wrong? Tell the teacher why you're crying. Crying will make you ugly!"
As the teacher knelt down to wipe away Ye Zijing's tears, she didn't forget to threaten her with becoming ugly.
Although Ye Zijing was young, she already knew the meaning of beauty and ugliness.
She wants to be the most beautiful little princess, not an ugly duckling no one loves!
Ye Zijing immediately stopped crying, though her voice still sounded a little aggrieved. She pointed her little finger at Ji Siyuan, who had picked up his book from the ground and started reading quietly.
"Teacher, I want to play with him, why won't he play with me?"
The teacher said to Ye Zijing, "Since Ji Siyuan likes to read, if you also like to read, it's like you're playing together!"
At that time, Ye Zijing didn't understand the teacher's trick. She blinked her big, bright eyes and innocently said, "Really? Teacher, I want to read books too!"
The teacher, who had successfully prevented a dispute, readily agreed.
So, Ye Zijing, who could have become the top student in kindergarten by relying on toys, was tricked by the teacher into becoming a good child who loves reading and learning in order to play with the doll Ji Siyuan.
However, it must be said that reading is also useful.
Ji Siyuan was a cool boy from a young age. Other children who came to kindergarten were there to eat, drink, poop, and play. Ji Siyuan was completely different from those little brats who only knew how to cry and whine.
At this age, with a three-head-tall figure, he is already able to take care of himself in basic life. Every day, he is always clean, well-behaved, and quiet, holding a book and sitting in his seat to read, or playing with building blocks and puzzles in his seat, without crying or making a fuss.
It can be said that he is the child who is the least troublesome in the entire kindergarten.
Now, Ye Zijin has become another child who is easy to take care of in kindergarten.
In order to trick Ji Siyuan into bringing home the lifelike doll she had been longing for, Ye Zijin followed him around every day, doing whatever he did, like a piece of chewing gum stuck to him.
Even if Ji Siyuan is a cool boy, he is still just a 3-year-old toddler. Over time, he got used to having such a figure around him.
The two often played with building blocks together.
Therefore, Ye Ziqin's most anticipated thing every day was going to school to play with the real-life dolls, and she was reluctant to leave even when school was over.
Zhao Yadan looked at Ye Zijin, who was sullenly hugging her doll beside her, and laughed: "Look at this girl Zijin. She cried and made a fuss about not coming to school. We had to coax her a lot before she finally agreed to come. But she's so young, yet she knows how to play tricks on us. She insisted on bringing her two big boxes of precious toys to school!"
In the end, you see, he doesn't even want his toys anymore. He just follows the Ji family's son around all day, wagging his tail, and he's reluctant to leave him after school!
Ye Bohong slipped his hands under Ye Zijing's armpits and pulled his precious daughter into his lap, sitting her down comfortably. "What's wrong? Little Zijing, Daddy brought you your favorite little cake when you came home today!"
Ye Bohong tempted Ye Zijing with delicious food, but she was not fooled at all. Instead, her lips twitched, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Ye Bohong was immediately frightened and promptly placed his daughter in Zhao Yadan's arms.
"Quick, quickâgive me a hug right now, I'm about to cry!"
Ye Bohong was puzzled: "She was fine right after school, why is she crying now?"
Zhao Yadan comforted the little one in her arms: "I don't know what your eyes are for! Didn't you notice who was standing next to Zijing when school was over? Ji Siyuan. If the Ji family hadn't picked Ji Siyuan up first, it would be a question whether Zijing would even want to come home with us!"
Ye Bohong's eyes lit up: "Truly worthy of being my daughter, Ye Bohong! Look at her taste, she picked the best one right away!"
Zhao Yadan didn't want to expose him. He was clearly just trying to cover up his feelings because the little boy was good-looking.
But...
Zhao Yadan lowered her head and met Ye Zijing's gaze: "Zijing, why don't you start learning dance with the teacher? I heard that many of your classmates like children who can dance. Maybe Ji Siyuan likes them too!"
Ye Zijing, who had been sullen just moments before, suddenly brightened up upon hearing this: "Mom, I want to learn to dance!"
Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Zhao Yadan hugged Ye Zijin and smiled with satisfaction.
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