Somewhere, in a kindergarten, a group of babbling children followed their teacher in learning.
Learning to recognize characters was the job of elementary school teachers. Kindergarten teachers mostly taught the basics of understanding the world and correcting bad habits. It seemed easier, but since children of this age had not yet formed a proper worldview, outlook on life, or values, even an adult's inadvertent little actions could lead to imitation. As a result, the requirements placed on teachers were even stricter.
The apron-wearing teacher was teaching the children to identify various animals. She was extremely patient, and the children followed along, while various photographs and videos gave them their first impressions of the world.
What the teacher had not noticed was that, besides the few-year-old children sitting in the classroom, there was also a beautiful young woman in the prime of her youth.
She watched the images on the projection screen with great interest, just as curious as the other children, occasionally nodding along.
She was not a teacher, naturally, nor was she a parent. She certainly could not be a student.
The classical music chime signaling the end of class rang out, and the lesson ended. The children remained seated peacefully in the classroom. They were not yet old enough to whisper to one another. Many of the more introverted children simply stared at the toys or modeling clay in their hands. Bao Bao looked at them and felt quite satisfied.
Children's hearts were pure, like blank sheets of paper. To Bao Bao, who could absorb the emotions in people's hearts, they were like rare plain boiled water. Having a drink was quite pleasant.
She left the classroom and went to the kindergarten's slide. After competing with several children and taking two turns, she was very happy.
Suddenly, Bao