Their class’s dance had just begun, but the audience was still discussing the dance from Three Year Two Class, and the venue was noisy, so no one really paid attention to what was being danced on stage. Teacher Hu’s self-choreographed dance had exaggerated movements that weren’t very attractive and were a bit too mature. According to previous standards, it was acceptable, but when it comes to scoring, it needs comparison, so this time, Teacher Hu’s class was left far behind.
"Congratulations, Mr. Jiang," Mr. Ye sincerely expressed his happiness for Mr. Jiang. Both of them were older teachers who only knew how to teach academics and not singing or dancing. In the school, they were often bullied by the younger teachers, but now it was different. Mr. Jiang fiercely earned respect for the older teachers, showing that they could also produce good dances. Look at Mr. Jiang, despite his age, who could outdance him?
Mr. Jiang couldn’t help but puff out his chest, feeling proud for the first time.
When Jian Zhiqing came over holding Taotao, followed by other students, Mr. Jiang’s smile almost split his face.
"Little Jian, I truly have to thank you this time," Mr. Jiang didn’t know how to express enough gratitude to Jian Zhiqing for arranging such a great dance for his class. This dance was likely to win first place. He felt honored and it also brought glory to Bayi Primary School. The principal would be very pleased for a long time.
"Mr. Jiang, you’re too kind. I was taught by you, and I’ll be troubling you a lot with my naughty little boy in the future."
Jian Zhiqing pinched Taotao’s little face, which unexpectedly brought a slight smile to his face.
Meanwhile, Taotao’s little pockets were already filled with lots of delicious snacks that spectators had slipped in as they passed by. If Jian Zhiqing hadn’t been holding him, who knows how many people might have taken advantage of this chubby little boy, with his round, cute cheeks.
"Sigh..." Mr. Jiang sighed, "Back then, you were just like Jian Zhiqin at this age, and now you’re over twenty years old. How come you’re not married yet? If you had married earlier, this child could have been helping out already."
Qin Xiangnuan almost choked in shock. The phrase "helping out" seemed so fashionably modern, yet Mr. Jiang was already using it.
"We’re still waiting," Jian Zhiqing’s somewhat profound words made Qin Xiangnuan’s heart skip a beat, but she turned her face away, pretending to focus on the stage performance, though it was uncertain how much she actually saw.
She was only sixteen years old. She was still young. All these matters of love were far from her...
After the program ended, unsurprisingly, Bayi Primary School’s Balabala Sakura Dance won first place in the entire venue. They would also participate in competitions across over a dozen provinces next year. Bayi Primary School’s principal received praise from the education bureau. The principals of the other two schools felt a bit resentful as their programs were not as good, but even if they felt discontented, they could only stiffly congratulate the principal of Bayi Primary School. Soon, Capital City would use the top three performances from this Children’s Day celebration to attend a ten-city friendship association, but everyone knew the most impressive program was from Ba Yi School, while the others, which previously might have competed, now just filled the numbers.
At this moment, Qiao Dingshan was still listening to his colleagues excitedly boasting.
"Sigh, that little dancing meatball is just too adorable. What do you think if I sneak him home? I have a daughter, but I really want a son. If he truly was my son, I’d be overjoyed."