Chapter 319 - 318: Not Letting You Sit with the Bald Kid
The Director could be considered an expert in "reading children," understanding both their subtle and obvious expressions very well.
Seeing Mianmian’s eyes widen adorably, her own eyes smiled even more as she said, "You did not pass, but, Director can give you another chance and a hint as well."
"Okay, thank you, Director, what’s the hint?" Mianmian was a bit anxious.
She still wanted to be in the same class as Youyou.
Her great-nephew had said that if she didn’t pass this test, she wouldn’t be able to be in the same class as Youyou and would have to go to the lower class.
"There are very few words in this book because the important content is all in the pictures," the Director said, pointing to the illustration as she gave Mianmian the hint.
Mianmian stared at the picture for a while and then understood.
This way of telling stories wasn’t about reading the text, but rather like the time on the mountain when her mother, in good spirits, drew some long, rectangular patterns, asking her and dad to guess the content and scenarios her mother had drawn, speaking from their imagination.
So Little Bun held the book and narrated colorfully, "The little fox is hungry today, clutching its belly and really wanting to eat something. It thought for a while and decided to catch a chicken."
"The little fox sneaked toward the chicken’s house, where the chicken was sweeping..."