Coming to the StarCraft to Be a Kindergarten Teacher: Perfect Transformation

After Wei'er left, I went into the bathroom to wash up and rest. When I stood in front of the sink and looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but recall Wei'er's words of encouragement and praise for me, and my heart was filled with warmth and joy.

After washing up, I lay down on my comfortable bed, dimmed the lights using voice control, and slowly closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep. Ding-ling-ling! The clear chime of a ringtone shattered the stillness—the alarm clock. I opened my eyes and felt as light and joyful as if I were floating on a cloud. This was the most peaceful and beautiful night's sleep I've had since arriving at Interstellar.

I sat up, about to reach for the alarm, when I suddenly noticed a wet spot on my pillow. The wet mark, like the mark left by tears, instantly brought me back to last night's dream. In my dream, I saw my parents and my younger brother, all safe and sound. My younger brother had returned from K City, and our family was reunited to celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival. We hung calamus and mugwort on the front door, soaking in the traditional festive atmosphere.

In the afternoon, my grandmother and my aunt's family also joined us. We gathered around the table and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. My favorite dishes, pickled fish, roasted chicken, and taro flowers, were spread out on the table. Every dish was delicious. We laughed and talked, enjoying the warmth of family.

Although this dream was merely an illusion, it finally resolved a long-held knot in my heart. I now know that even in the other world, my family is surely doing well. And I, in this interstellar world, will strive to live a happy life. I will cherish every day, face the challenges of the future with a positive attitude, and become stronger and braver.

After washing up, I dressed, put on some light makeup, and headed to the nursery. Upon arrival, Lele came running over like a happy little bird, gave me a warm hug, and excitedly told me she'd slept well the previous night and had a wonderful dream. Then, we began our new day's routine: morning exercises energized the children, a delicious breakfast provided them with energy, engaging classes stimulated their curiosity, and cheerful line dancing allowed them to unleash their inner selves.

By noon, the children were sound asleep. After arranging for security guard Adam to look after the children, Daphne, Lotta, and I went to Daphne's office. Sitting at our computers, we logged into the kindergarten's official account with trepidation. Deep down, we worried that netizens would make negative comments about the children. However, when we carefully reviewed the comments, we were pleasantly surprised to find that it was exactly as Weier had described—the response to the previous video was overwhelming, with positive comments and praise. This undoubtedly gave us tremendous confidence and motivation!

Under Daphne and Lotta's expectant gazes, I carefully uploaded the second video of the nursery. Time ticked by, yet no comments appeared below the video. I could clearly sense the disappointment in Daphne and Lotta's eyes, but I firmly believed that good work would always be seen and appreciated. Perhaps this silence was only temporary, perhaps exciting comments were on the way...

I quickly comforted them, "We have just started our video account, and there are not many people following us yet! And our videos were just uploaded a while ago, maybe no one has noticed them yet! So don't be discouraged, take it one step at a time! Look over there, someone has already liked our post! See? I was right, it's definitely because netizens haven't had time to see our videos yet." Hearing this, Daphne and Lotta finally smiled.

Before we knew it, we had been practicing this dance for three weeks. To maintain its secrecy, Daphne never came to watch the children rehearse. With the official performance just around the corner, we resolutely decided to hold a dress rehearsal in the park.

Melodious music blared, and the children began their captivating performance. Their movements were coordinated and in unison, their faces filled with bright, adorable smiles. Lele's clear, moving singing was especially captivating, like the sound of nature.

As the dance concluded, a burst of enthusiastic applause emanated from the classroom door. It was Daphne, the kitchen lady, and Adam, the janitor, among others. They all praised the children's outstanding performance. At that moment, we were filled with an immense sense of pride.

The children's dancing and Lele's singing were, admittedly, impeccable. Unfortunately, their clothing didn't match the dance they were performing; traditional costumes would have been more appropriate. Daphne and Lotta had also noticed this. After the children had a drink of water and rested for a moment, the three of us sat together to discuss a solution.

"If we could acquire those ancient costumes from the museum, our chances of success for this dance would be greatly improved," Lotta spoke first. It seemed Lotta and I were on the same page, but how could we easily acquire the clothing from the museum? As I pondered this, a memory suddenly surfaced of my time on Blue Planet: the class had chosen this dance for rehearsal precisely because all the children had horse-faced skirts. So, could we also adopt horse-faced skirts in interstellar space?

"I happen to have a very suitable costume idea for this dance, but unfortunately I'm not good at making clothes. I wonder if you know anyone who is good at this?" I looked at Daphne and Lotta expectantly.

"My daughter is a senior in the fashion design department. I could ask her for help," Daphne quickly replied upon hearing me. This was like a sleepyhead finding a soft pillow! After weeks of intensive exploration of my optical computer and phone, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that my phone could actually connect successfully to my optical computer. From then on, I no longer had to worry about my phone being detected. Although I still couldn't understand the mechanism—how my phone could follow me from Blue Planet to the interstellar space—I realized that, aside from not being able to make calls, my phone could still send messages on WeChat, WeChat, and Little Green Book, and conduct normal internet searches. So, it wasn't surprising that it could connect to the optical computer. Sometimes, it's better to be a little confused once in a while. With this thought in mind, I quickly opened my optical computer and sent a photo of the horse-faced skirt we had purchased to both of their computers. Daphne and Lotta loved the dress very much, but to be on the safe side, I took the opportunity while they were looking at the photos to search online and found the design drawings of the horse-faced skirt. I then forwarded them to Daphne and asked her to give them to her daughter for reference.

After finishing the laundry, it was time to leave work. I smiled and waved goodbye to Daphne and Lotta, then took a light step towards home. I've been busy with dance and the kindergarten official account lately. After get off work, except for the day I was shooting the recipes, the rest of the time I've been eating casually. Fortunately, the next day and the day after tomorrow are weekends, and Wei'er will be home. These days, Wei'er has been in charge of the recipes I've carefully photographed and edited. To thank her for her hard work, I plan to prepare a Blue Star hot pot feast for her at home tomorrow.