The English teacher dominates the evening self-study of the third class. Usually, they have two evening self-study in the first grade. Because of the papers, the self-study tonight is the same as the second and third year of high school. School will not be released until nine o'clock.
The English teacher came to the class and handed out the papers to the English class representatives and study committee members.
The following is the English teacher standing on the podium while issuing the test paper: "I heard that a student in your class has made a lot of progress this time. He scored ninety-one points in math and eighty-nine in Chinese." She faced the class. What the classmate said, but his eyes looked at Su Xingchen: "Why do you fail English?"
All the students in the class followed the English teacher's gaze, turning their heads together, looking at Su Xingchen.
The English teacher only said this sentence, and said nothing more, "Well, now we will talk about the test paper, the first question, English-Chinese translation."
When it comes to translation between English and Chinese, the English teacher feels even more complicated.
Originally, when I saw Su Xingchen's English test paper, I thought that Su Xingchen had made a lot of progress.
The little girl who used to teach blank papers, this time the English-Chinese translation is all right, the small composition is pieced together, even guessing and misleading, and knowing what she is talking about, this also shows that she is serious during this time and is taking the exam.
But compared with other subjects, what about this discrimination against her?Did she fail the class she taught?
The problem is that the offices of the liberal arts group are all together, the language group and the English group are right next door, and the teachers also drop by and know what gossip usually talks about.
The results of the weekend have been changed. When everyone went to the office in the evening, it was inevitable that they would sit together and discuss. When it comes to the posts on the school forum, everyone smiled and said, "Which one of you mentioned in the class to kill Matt? Now in the forum. They are all talking about killing Matt in Class 16."
All the teachers bowed their heads to drink tea and smiled silently.
The main thing is that they can just say'Kill Matt' in private. Such a title is really not easy to say publicly in the class.
But isn't it anxious this time?I just wanted to stimulate the little guys. I closed the door and pointed at them quietly in the class and said, "How are they killing Matt? How are you guys..." In this case, I didn't expect a blink of an eye. The guys sold them and posted them on the school forum.
No one will pursue this. If parents call to make a complaint, they will inevitably be deducted from their wages and they will not speak at this time.
Teacher Ma, who also teaches politics, said with a smile: "Your Ban Su Xingchen has made a lot of progress this time. I heard Lao Ke said that she scored 91 points in maths, 89 in Chinese, and political history. Not bad." Teacher Ma smiled and asked the English teacher who came to their office to pour water: "Teacher Jiao, how is her English test?"
The English teacher went on the water, hehehe, and left.
I went to the science group for a round, and the physics and chemistry teachers in the science group were also muttering, Su Xingchen made a lot of progress this time, and he was puzzled, is there no problem with this result?
The physical chemistry is also supervised by Teacher Chen, and Teacher Ke is unwilling to listen, "What's the problem? I went to Lao Zhao for tuition."
The physics and chemistry teachers stopped talking, and looked up and asked the English teacher who walked in: "Lao Jiao teacher? Come on, sit down." It is inevitable that Su Xingchen talked about her again, saying that she had made great progress.
The English teacher turned around and found that Su Xingchen had done well in Chinese, Mathematics, Political History, Physical Chemistry, but failed in English.
This is a bit intolerable.
The paper was halfway through, and the English teacher thought it was about to study next night. He collected the paper and knocked on Su Xingchen's table, called her out and asked her what was going on.
It's going to be self-study next night soon. Everyone is packing their schoolbags and looking at what the English teacher wants to say to Su Xingchen.
In the cold wind, Su Xingchen put his hands in his pockets: "I can't write, I don't have a good foundation, and I don't understand a lot."
"I can't write that you have to learn!" The English teacher is also a female teacher, with short hair, a small round face, in her forties, and wearing glasses: "You can't just learn Chinese and mathematics, English and Chinese mathematics are the same. A compulsory subject, one hundred and fifty points in the college entrance examination!"
The English teacher wanted to help Su Xingchen make up lessons like Teacher Chen, but where did she have the time, she also brought the other two classes of English.
Teacher Chen was not in good health and couldn't afford to take too many classes. In addition to the class teacher and Chinese, he only brought one class of Chinese, which was relatively easy.
But the class teacher is also very busy and has greater responsibilities. If it were not for Teacher Ke's help, her body would not be able to bear it.
"I heard that you enrolled in a cram school? You can't just cover those courses. English is also very important." The English teacher looked at Su Xingchen's English scores, looked at her correct English-Chinese translation, and then looked at the wrong ones. Those questions are very sad.
It's not that Su Xingchen doesn't want to learn English, but just to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry with Teacher Zhao, it has already caused a battle in the Su family. She said that she wants to learn English...
I once regarded them as my own family members, as my own relatives, and I can naturally ask them to pay for their tuition and living expenses, but when I exclude them from the heart, I can't ask for anything with a natural attitude.
Since you don't treat them as family members, why do you ask others to pay for you?
That's why she gave the Spirit Gathering Talisman that stayed in Su's house to Father Su, because so far, she still needs Father Su to pay her tuition and living expenses.
Since there is something to ask for, it is natural to pay something.
In this way, she can be at ease and not owe each other.
The English teacher did not know Su Xingchen’s situation at home, and said to Su Xingchen, “You have a poor foundation. You have to recite more vocabulary and listen carefully in class. It’s best to find a cram school and make up for English. English is an important subject No matter if you choose liberal arts or science in the future, you must learn it and you can’t ignore it."
When Su Xingchen returned to the class, almost everyone was looking back at her.
"What did the English teacher say to you?" Cheng Kangyao held his head with one hand and turned his pen with the other.
"Say my foundation is too bad, let me enroll in a cram school."
Cheng Kangyao knew about her situation in Su's house, and when he heard that, he threw down the pen, "Which question does not? I will tell you."
Cheng Kangyao's English score was the first in the class, and he was ranked first in all grades in addition to the experimental class.
So Su Xingchen is not welcome, and moved the paper to his side: "Except for English-Chinese translation, nothing else."
Cheng Kangyao sneered contemptuously, and said: "Such a simple question is not possible." Without mentioning how proud he was, he took the question to Su Xingchen Barabala.
It's a pity that he is definitely not a good teacher.
After talking about two questions, he himself found that he said badly, so he just threw away his pen and stopped saying: "My parents have asked me some tutors. If you are fine, you can come to the class together."
Su Xingchen was a little surprised.
In the memory of the twenty years of her first life, Cheng Kangyao had never hired any tutors. After graduating from high school, she went abroad. It was not until she went through the video of the two on the eve that his green hair changed color. Still looks like he didn't grow up during the rebellious period.
Seeing her not speaking, Cheng Kangyao looked impatient, raising her eyes and staring at her: "Are you coming?"
"I'm going to Teacher Zhao's cram school on weekends. Only Friday and Saturday nights are available." There will be no evening study on Friday and Saturday nights, and evening study at other nights.
A student in front heard her and asked back, "Are you really in Teacher Zhao's cram school? I heard that Teacher Zhao's cram school is difficult to get into. By the way, did you see Zhao Moqin at Teacher Zhao's house? It’s really hard work. In order to chase Zhao Moqin, I have chased him to his house, and I can study hard for him." The girl who spoke gave her a thumbs up: "You really love him."
Cheng Kangyao's expression looked unsightly.
Su Xingchen looked at the girl and said, "Not for him."
The girl smiled and said: "Yes, you don't need to explain, we all understand!"
Su Xingchen hadn't spoken yet, Cheng Kangyao couldn't help but slap her first: "You know Mao, I haven't heard that she said it was not for him!"
The girl was not good-tempered, and she smiled and said, "It's not for him, is it because of you?"
Cheng Kangyao's face was ugly.
The girl looked at something wrong, looked at Su Xingchen, and then at Cheng Kangyao. Suddenly, she looked at her suddenly and said to Cheng Kangyao: "Fuck! Are you jealous? You two broke up 800 years ago? "
Cheng Kangyao raised his eyelids, and replied unhappy: "It's your shit?"
The girl's name is Manana, she belongs to the school track and field team and is also a sports student.
She was only joking, but when she saw that Cheng Kangyao was really angry, she realized that it was wrong, but she was not afraid of him. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and smiled and teased: "Oh, are you really angry?"
She glanced at Su Xingchen, winked at her, turned her head to talk to the classmates in front of her.
The fact that Manana pierced made Cheng Kangyao feel a little uncomfortable, too lazy to care about her, and said to Su Xingchen, "Then Friday and Saturday night!" After that, she lay down on the table and went to sleep.
The two senior teachers that Cheng's father invited him were not English teachers. When he returned home in the evening, Cheng Kangyao urged Cheng's father, and several other teachers also arranged as soon as possible: "English classes are scheduled for Friday and Saturday nights, Su Xingchen I will also come and go to class together."
Father Cheng is really relieved: "Okay, do you want me to prepare something? What does she like to eat, and what not to eat, you tell Aunt Zhang, please prepare more fruit at home."
Cheng Kangyao was taken aback for a moment, and he knew that she tasted sweet and sour.
He has never noticed what she likes to eat, it's just that the two of them have been together for a long time, even if they don't pay attention to some details, they are all in his eyes.
But he still called to ask Su Xingchen, what she likes to eat, a question he had never considered before.
"What do you like to eat?" Su Xingchen had already taken a bath in the evening and was soaking his feet. Everyone else brushed their teeth and used skin care. "I'm not picky, I basically eat everything."
On the side, Zhang Wenqi, who was wiping his face in the mirror, sneered at the words, and then said: "Puff, eat everything, do you eat shit?"
Su Xingchen was washing her feet, and she stood up after hearing the words. He didn't wipe the water on his feet. He stepped directly on the cold floor tiles and walked over, raising his chin with his eyes hanging and pushing her away: "You want to fight, right? "
Cheng Kangyao's phone hadn't been hung up yet, and he heard the voice feed twice. Seeing that there was no response there, he opened the quilt, put on his clothes and ran down.
Aunt Liu, who was coming up with a midnight snack, saw and asked: "Hey, Kangyao, where are you going so late?"
Cheng Kangyao rushed downstairs like flying, "I'll go out!"
Cheng's father and Cheng's mother who heard the sound all walked out, seeing their son who ran out again so late, they were very angry.
Cheng Kangyao rushed to the garage, plugged the earphones into his ears, started the car while feeding, "Xingchen, Su Xingchen! What happened to you? What happened?"
Su Xingchen looked at Zhang Wenqi's awkwardness, and laughed sarcastically, then picked up the phone: "I'm fine, just now there was a short-eyed person who wanted to fight, I will fulfill her, what did you just say, keep talking."
Zhang Wenqi was really going to be scared to death by Su Xingchen.
Su Xingchen has been in the world of cultivating immortals for thirty years. The fierce beasts he has killed do not know where they are, and he must guard against others killing and stealing treasures at any time. He really has seen blood on his hands. That power is not at all in Zhang Wenqi’s peaceful age The older sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl can bear it.
At that moment, Zhang Wenqi was like a rabbit being stared at by a fierce beast, his legs softened and he almost sat on the ground.
When Su Xingchen sat back on her small bench and continued to wash her feet and call, she was limp and sat on the bed, crying with fright.
The others in the bedroom were also shocked by Su Xingchen's sudden attack.
Su Xingchen had always been considered a good-tempered person before. At least in their eyes, she was much easier to get along with than Zhang Wenqi. Only then did they clearly realize that they had been criticized by the whole school for killing Matt because of the fight. what.
Cheng Kangyao drove out of the car, and he was very angry when he heard Su Xingchen's words: "Damn, who is not so long-sighted? Tell me the name!"
"It's okay, one scolding is not enough for me to punch with a fist." When Su Xingchen said this, he did not avoid other people in the bedroom at all. An Ran and the others were all scared by Su Xingchen's sudden attack. Dare to speak.
Su Xingchen's momentum just now was really too scary!
"Really all right?"
"It's really okay."
"Tell me if you have anything." Cheng Kangyao's home is close to the school, and the car has reached the gate of the school. Su Xingchen said it was really okay. After stopping for a few minutes, he turned the steering wheel back.