There was indeed something written on the note, but from Yin Zhu's perspective, it was just some scribbles, not any rules or regulations.
Is Bu Li just giving me a thankless task?
Yin Zhu turned her head to look at Bu Li, who smiled and waved at her, seemingly unaware that there was anything wrong with her note.
Is there something wrong with my eyesight?
Rubbing her eyes, Yin Zhu looked at the note in her hand again. After confirming that it wasn't her problem, she stood up, ran over to Bu Li, held up the note, and asked him, "What does this say?"
"You really came." Bu Li nodded in satisfaction.
"So you wrote it like this on purpose?" Yin Zhu raised her voice, but it didn't attract attention in the noisy classroom.
Bu Li took the note, carefully folded it, and put it back into his sleeve. He said to Yin Zhu, "Since you're here, it means you want to know the rules of the kindergarten. So welcome to join the [Kindergarten Secret Society]. I will tell you everything you want to know as much as possible."
“No, I have no intention of joining.” Yin Zhu interrupted him. “I just want to know what exactly you wrote in your so-called sincerity.”
Bu Li paid no attention to what Yin Zhu was saying. He waved his hand to signal Yin Zhu to be quiet and continued to say to himself, "Our class (1) has two teachers. The woman's surname is Xiao and the man's surname is Zhao."
"So you're saying this process is absolutely necessary?"
“As fellow children, we are on the same side, while the teachers are hostile forces that we need to be wary of,” Bu Li continued. “Our secret society is different from other organizations in the kindergarten. Our members are scattered in different classes, and we sneak out together every Sunday during class meetings to meet and exchange information.”
"Won't the teacher catch us?"
Yin Zhu was a little surprised.
Because, although Yin Zhu herself didn't work until Sunday, she still clearly remembered a rule in the faculty and staff handbook:
[Daily Routine 10. When Sunday arrives, the head of teaching affairs will notify the staff of each class to hold a class meeting. At this time, the children's parents will come to visit their children and interact with them.]
During this time, you need to leave the classroom to give the children and their parents some private space.
Bu Li winked and said slyly, "Only on Sundays will the teacher not take attendance, which is our rare free time."
"So why did you find me?"
Yin Zhu sensed something was amiss. If Bu Li saw that every newcomer would try to recruit them, then many children would probably sneak out on Sundays, and the teachers shouldn't have been unaware—so the members of the [Kindergarten Secret Society] must be few, which is why they weren't discovered when they were exploiting loopholes in the rules.
Speaking of which, it was because she was trying to look at the picture book that Bu Li came to stop her.
Sure enough, Bu Li pointed to the picture book on the table: "You looked around the classroom several times after you entered, and you showed surprise when you looked at the picture book, which means that this is not your first time entering the classroom, but it is the first time you have seen this in the classroom."
There's nothing unusual about having children's picture books in a kindergarten, but if you didn't see them when you first came here, you'll naturally be surprised by these changes, so... you must have been a teacher before, right?
Having said that, Yin Zhu stopped pretending and directly extended her hand to him: "Class 2, Teacher Hao, you may have seen me before."
Bu Li grasped Yin Zhu's hand: "I became a child much earlier than you, so let's not even talk about the class."
really.
Those who are best at exploiting loopholes in the staff handbook must have seen the specific contents of the "Sunshine and Cheerful Kindergarten Staff Handbook," which is why they know more precisely how to avoid dangers from teachers.
"Little Fei Hong is one of them, aren't you going to invite her?"
Yin Zhu mentioned her former colleague and received a negative answer.
"No, actually we do have a membership requirement." Bu Li flipped his hair in a cool manner, but the gesture looked particularly funny on a little kid. He answered with some pride, "Our secret society only invites people who want to find out the truth to join, and she is obviously one of those who just loaf around in kindergarten. If we force her to join, I'm afraid she might sneak in and become an adult spy."
"So what are the rules for toddlers?" Yin Zhu forcefully steered the conversation back on track.
In fact, Yin Zhu had already learned some of the rules from Yu Taozi, and now it was just a matter of re-establishing and repeatedly verifying the authenticity of each rule.
It inexplicably gives me the feeling of going to the farmers market to buy vegetables and comparing prices at different vendors.
Bu Li blinked, then suddenly became serious: "The first unspoken rule of the Sunny and Cheerful Kindergarten is—children who can't read are not children."
"What kind of rule is this? Is the person in charge discriminating against gifted children?" Yin Zhu thought this was outrageous.
Bu Li said helplessly, "You can't ask me this, I don't know why either. Anyway, all the rules among the children have been passed down orally so that they can get information. You've seen that note, the rules are on it, but you can't understand it."
Yin Zhu nodded thoughtfully. This seemed to be some kind of rule restriction, meaning that the kindergarten's rule intrusion was actually greater than that of most places in Sin City.
"Is there any way to understand it? For example, to have a teacher read it aloud?"
Yin Zhu quickly came up with a clever way to do it.
Bu Li smiled but did not answer.
Seeing his reaction, Yin Zhu belatedly realized that there are some things that children can see but teachers cannot. So what is a piece of paper full of survival rules in the eyes of children is probably just a useless piece of paper to adults.
That's not right either.
Realizing there was a place in her memory that conflicted with this rule, Yin Zhu suddenly looked up at the graffiti wall. It was still covered with colorful patterns, but the words she seemed to have seen earlier now looked more like Chinese characters.
The script in China is indeed pictographic, and it may indeed resemble children's scribbles to some extent, which could lead people to mistake it for something else.
Yin Zhu scratched his head, wondering if he had misread it: it seemed that the child really couldn't understand the words. No wonder that on the first day, none of the children under the head teacher could write well.
Remembering a rule Yu Taozi had told her, Yin Zhu tentatively asked Bu Li, "What about gaining knowledge through lectures? Can't you understand the text that way?"
Just as Yin Zhu had expected, Bu Li's expression changed: "Absolutely, absolutely not, can we listen to the lecture!"
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