Chapter 684

"Magical color?"

"Is it to let children know color?"

"The children in the middle class should have known the color long ago."

"Before kindergarten, the children knew the color."

"I think it should not be a simple introduction to color, or how to explain the word magic."

"Listen carefully. Mr. Han is going to start teaching."

"Hee hee, come on, don't even guess."

"Shh ~"

The teachers who crowded outside the door whispered. Finally, the head of the kindergarten, Wang Lei, asked everyone to be quiet.

Wang Lei has dealt with Han Mo many times. He knows that Han Mo is not so simple. It is impossible to just let everyone know the color.

If it is so simple to know the color, there is no need to bring so many things. Just take a few colored paper. Why is it a bottle and a pigment.

The headmaster asked everyone to be quiet. The teachers who talked quietly just now closed their mouths and dared not make any more noise.

Han Mo didn't notice that there were so many eyes staring at him outside the gate behind him.

Han Mo looked at the children mysteriously. "Uncle needs the help of two children now. Did you take the initiative to raise your hand?"

Everyone had been wondering what Xuanxuan's father was going to do. Now they heard that they needed help and looked at each other.

"I will."

"I want to help."

"I, I, I!"

"Me!"

At first, Han Mo was most worried that the children didn't cooperate and no one took the initiative to participate in the activity, which was a little embarrassing. Then he had to ask his familiar children and Xuanxuan to help.

But I didn't expect that now almost all the children in the class are raising their hands. Not only do they raise their hands, but everyone is shouting enthusiastically.

Everyone raised their hands, and the choice was in Han Mo's hands.

He looked around and chose who?

It's false to say that he has no selfishness. He must let Xuanxuan be his little assistant in his first public class.

Han Mo thought so, but Ding Rou was nearby. He was embarrassed to just point Xuanxuan's name and let her come up directly.

Han Mo thought for a moment, smiled and said to the children, "uncle needs six little assistants, two at a time. Since everyone wants to participate in our magic color, we can only choose the fastest children to participate. After a while, I said, "ready to start, which two children stand up first and which two children are our little assistants in the first round."

This rule is easy to understand. Han Moyi said that the children understood it.

The atmosphere became tense. Everyone was waiting for Han Mo to say that he was ready to start.

Even the teacher watching at the door couldn't help tightening his nerves.

Han Mo paused for a moment, his eyes swept from left to right from each child's small face.

"Ready..."

The children couldn't help biting their saliva.

"Start!"

Just after Han Mo's voice was brushed, the children stood up.

In fact, this is a test of children's concentration and reaction speed.

Han Mo knew that the little guy's concentration and reaction speed were great. If he didn't disappoint him, Xuanxuan was the first to stand up, and it was very obvious that Ding Rou and the teacher outside the door saw it.

The second child who stood up was difficult to define, but Han Mo also found that it was Ruirui.

"Please come to the stage with our first two children, Xuanxuan and Ruirui." Han Mo pointed out the direction of Xuanxuan and Ruirui respectively.

The two children were very proud and walked to the small table hand in hand.

Han Mo said a piece of paint and handed it to Xuanxuan. "What color is it, Xuanxuan?"

The little guy shouted, "red!"

Han Mo nodded slightly, touched the little guy's head, and then raised the pigment in Xuanxuan's hand to the children under the stage, "what color is this?"

The children said in unison, "red."

"Han Mo doesn't really want to teach children to recognize color."

"I don't think it will be so simple."

"Let's keep watching."

The teachers were very curious about Han Mo's next move.

Han Mo poured the diluted pigment into an empty mineral water bottle.

Half a bottle of red liquid is very bright and beautiful.

Han Mo handed Ruirui another pigment and asked gently, "Ruirui, what color is this?"

Ruirui answered the question louder, "yellow."

Han Mo also raised his hand to show the paint to the children. The children shouted again, "yellow."

Han Mo poured the pigment into an empty water bottle in the same way.

Han Mo took out a transparent water bottle with a larger mouth from under the table.

Then he said to Xuanxuan holding the red bottle in both hands, "Xuanxuan, are you sure the pigment in your hand is red?"

The little guy nodded hard. "I'm sure."

"Ruirui, are you sure that the paint in your hand is yellow?" Han Mo asked.

"I'm sure." Ruirui answered loudly.

"OK, now give me all the bottles in your hands." Han Mo stretched out his hands and picked up two bottles.

Then quickly pour the two pigments into a large empty bottle.

Quickly close the lid, "now is the time to witness miracles. Children don't blink."

The children were very nervous about the mobilized atmosphere and looked at the bottle in Han Mo's hand like watching magic.

The teacher outside the door also stared at the bottle nervously and didn't dare to blink.

Han Mo's hand moves quickly and shakes hard.

Raise the bottle again.

There was an exclamation in the classroom.

Because the bottle held high by Han Mo is neither red nor yellow, but orange.

Orange!

The children opened their mouths in surprise.

"Uncle is doing magic."

"How cool!"

The children looked at the bottle in Han Mo's hand like magic.

Ding Rou didn't know what Han Mo was going to do at first. Later, she was stunned when she saw the orange bottle raised by Han Mo, but she smiled for a moment.

The teacher outside the door was surprised and almost screamed.

"Is Han Mo doing magic tricks for the children?"

"How did he do it?"

"It changed in the blink of an eye."

The onlookers were all little fans who worshipped Han mo. when they saw their male god, their brain began to work hard. IQ had long disappeared.

Several teachers are still discussing how Han Mo can do everything. He is so versatile. He can not only write songs, sing, make movies and play movies, but also perform magic tricks.

Wang Lei is also a bright spot. Han Mo's open class can be said to be very creative. For children, it is indeed a magical color and a knowledge that they have not mastered before.

But Wang Lei really couldn't listen, and the teachers in his garden worshipped him without brains.

Wang Lei listened to the words of the magical teachers and coughed.

Only said three words, "three primary colors."

All teachers, be quiet in an instant.