Shen Yichong was nervous. He was nervous that his daughter would be confused by the questions in the interview. Shen Rui, who went with them, also quickly discovered this fact. His fatherâs usual calmness was gone. Instead, he seemed absent-mindedly holding the phone. He seemed more nervous than he would be when he was about to make a big assessment for the company.
âDad, you need to have confidence in Xiaonuan,â he told his dad.
Shen Rui asked to go with them today. When they arrived at the parental interview room of the kindergarten, he couldnât help but talk to Shen Yichong. Although he was young, he was now very mature for his age. This contrast between father and son made the kindergarten teachers next to them laugh.
âYes. Please relax. Weâll do something like a casual chat, so Xiaonuan wonât feel stressed.â The person in charge, teacher Zhou, smiled and looked at Shen Yichong.
Shen Nuannuan was taken to a separate room for the interview, and there was a TV in the parentâs room. The entire conversation next door could be clearly seen on the screen. Shen Yichong was the VIP among the VIPs. All the big-name kindergartens wanted him to send his children in.
âThe interview is a way for us to understand the childâs character, knowledge level, and habits.â
For a family like Shen Yichong, there was no such thing as failing the exam. Teacher Zhou was assigned by the dean to explain the whole process for Shen Yichong and his wife. She explained every question Shen Nuannuan was asked, so as not to worry them. When a child cried during the interview, they would see through the screen that the kindergarten was not at fault.
âOkay, teacher Zhou. Thank you for taking the trouble for us.â
Yu Yaoyao took Shen Yichongâs big hand and patted him comfortably. Shen Yichong immediately held it back. He took a deep breath and looked at the screen in the room. On the screen, Shen Nuannuan, who was wearing a beautiful little fairy dress, was held by the teacher. The two of them were soon seated.
âXiaonuan, Iâm Teacher Zheng. Teacher is going to ask you the first question. Are you ready?â Teacher Zheng said.
Shen Nuannuan pinched the hem of her small skirt, neatly tidying it up in a ladylike manner. Only then did she raise her childish face and replied. âHello, teacher Zheng!â
Teacher Zhou in the parentâs room was also relieved looking at the screen, and she praised the couple with a smile. âXiaonuan is very polite. For the interview, we would first assess the childâs communication skills. Xiaonuan seems to be very good in this regard,â he said.
After Teacher Zhou finished speaking, Shen Yichong, who was next to her, showed a little bit of relief. His expression was much less serious than just now.
When Yu Yaoyao heard her daughter being praised, she also smiled and nodded. âWherever she goes, people around her like her very much,â she said.
Teacher Zhou nodded, matching the compliments of the parents. âShe looks cute too.â
Soon, the question and answer between Shen Nuannuan and the teacher sounded from the TV screen.
âCan you introduce yourself first? Whatâs your name, how old are you, and what do your parents do?â
This question was to assess the childâs communication, whether the child was outgoing or not, and whether basic thinking was already developed. There was also a hidden question, which was to test the usual communication between parents and children to see if parents really spent time with their children. Many children did not know the specific occupation of their parents even when they reached elementary school.
However, Shen Nuannuan didnât seem to be stumped. Her big watery eyes looked at Teacher Zheng softly, like a deer.
âBeautiful teacher Zheng, my name is Shen Xiaonuan, I am three and a half years oldâ¦â she began, âMy daddy is the smartest person in the world, so he can still make money even though he has been skipping work. I heard from my brother that he is the boss, so he is willful.
âThen, my mommy is a fairy that everyone likes. She relies on her beauty and excellence. She lies at home and collects money, but mommy is also experiencing hardship⦠Itâs hard to lose weight, so she canât eat a lotâ¦â
Having said this, Shen Nuannuanâs little eyebrows were all wrinkled together. âI will definitely not lose weight in the future,â she announced.
After she finished speaking, she lowered her head sadly and pinched her belly. Then, while teacher Zheng was still stunned and speechless, she raised her face again.
âTeacher Zheng, is the kindergartenâs meal as delicious as my nursery?â she asked. âUm⦠is there a snack in the afternoon? Do we get them every day?â
When Shen Nuannuan finished, some saliva looked like it was about to drool from her face, as she was strongly affected by the thought of the meals and snacks in the nursery. Even since she went to the nursery, her daddy didnât let her eat too many sweets. So, it can only be eaten at school.
Teacher Zheng felt wonderful.
âYes, we do,â she said. âAfter a nap, weâll have a small snack session. From Monday to Friday â the menu is different every day; there is cow milk or soy milk, small bread or biscuits, or fruits.â
They were the best private kindergarten in the area. The children must be supplemented with adequate nutrition; small but frequent meals were more proven by science to be healthy for their growth.
When Shen Xiaonuan heard this, her eyes lit up. âBeautiful teacher Zheng, can I try it today?â
Teacher Zheng: â⦠Ah, okay.â
Teacher Zhou in the next room looked at the interview scene that turned into a tasting scene, stunned. â⦠Hehe, Xiaonuanâs communication skills are⦠strong.â
She couldnât help but look at the couple next to her. She found that Shen Yichongâs expression was a little stiff. Teacher Zhou felt nervous for a while.
âXiaonuanâs logical ability is⦠strong!â she clarified. âShe has strong survival skills.â
Yu Yaoyaoâs face was full of glory and satisfaction. Her little girl was good at getting food for herself! Excellent!
âMommy⦠in the future, Xiaonuan might be a cunning, sweet-looking girl,â Shen Rui said. âShe inherited daddyâs IQ and mommyâs beautyâ¦â
After pondering for a while, the little bun clicked his tongue. âItâs terrible!â
Shen Yichong: ââ¦â