Chapter 92: If it’s broken, do it again Look at me

Chapter 92

In the afternoon, Little i Class finally welcomed the first class after enrollment - hand-made clay figures.

Ji Ruochu originally thought that this "clay" should be replaced by plasticine, but it turned out to be the real thing without any pretense.

Fresh clay and water, mixed on site.

Then let the children wear protective clothing and gloves, and go play!

As a result, the children naturally went crazy.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the special pottery teacher entered the classroom.

Each child was also placed in front of a potter's wheel, which did not spin fast, apparently taking into account the reaction speed of young children.

"Little friends, this class, let's learn how to make ceramics. You can decide whether you want to make cups for daily drinking or something more difficult..."

As the teacher spoke slowly, the children all entered a state of serious learning.

The movements of the pottery teacher were very slow, and the children watched with gusto.

After watching the teacher's basic demonstration once and listening to some precautions,

the assistant teachers gave each student a tablet with instructional videos of various pottery models.

"You can make according to the model you like. The specific steps have been recorded for everyone by the teacher."

That means this is the only arrangement for the afternoon.

There was more thought in Ji Ruochu's eyes. Obviously, this class was not a simple handicraft play class.

Its main purpose was to examine the children's learning ability while cultivating their persevering character.

After all, to make decent ceramic works after the initial fun,

not only carefulness and patience are needed, but also the quality to adjust in time and try again after failures.

And the models chosen by the children would be the final assessment score.

"Everyone should work hard. After class, the teacher will take what you have made into finished products and display them at the back of our classroom."

Sure enough.

So the long-necked big belly bottle, which was still very stylish just now, was directly distorted by his bump.

When Ji Ruochu slowly raised her eyes, she saw that not only was there no apology on Little Chubby Dun's face, he even looked very smug.

As if saying: No one can do better than me!

Ji Ruochu's fists tightened instantly. This naughty kid!

"What's wrong?"

The teacher who was about to take Little Chubby Dun's work to bake saw this and immediately put down the ceramics in his hand and walked towards the two children.

"Teacher! He deliberately bumped into Sister Ji Ruochu just now!"

Jiang Zhi at the window had already testified. Fang Zhiyuan next to him also nodded. They saw it very clearly!

"I didn't!" Qi Yibin reflexively denied.

Ji Ruochu...slowly took a step back, her expression very calm, and there was even a smile in her eyes.

Seeing this, Little Chubby Dun, who had been very cocky, suddenly felt a little scared for some reason, but still stubbornly said:

"It was clearly you who shook your hand and broke it yourself. If you can't do it well, just do it again. What are you looking at me for!"

Ji Ruochu, who was watching his performance quietly: ...Very good, the conflict has begun!

So the moment the teacher approached, Ji Ruochu rushed to the podium in a swoosh, and before everyone could react, her fair little hand reached out and--

Snapped Little Chubby Dun's just completed pottery work in two.

"Look, now I'm the one who shook my hand."

The little one said calmly, casually throwing the broken slender bottle mouth onto the table.

"You--"

"If it's broken then do it again. What are you looking at me for!"

The little milk baby threw Little Chubby Dun's previous words back at him as if it was a matter of course.

The dumbfounded teacher: ......

So three seconds later, the classroom welcomed Little Chubby Dun's earth-shattering cry again.