Sinclair has improved rapidly in Chinese in the past two days, and he can already speak some simple sentences. And what he learns the fastest, and knows the most, is the things on the recipes.

He already knows about back pot meat, braised pork, boiled fish, eggplant with meat foam, ants on the tree, and so on.

Typical look at the recipe to learn Chinese.

However, this should soon change, as Zhuang Yan plans to start arranging English classes for Sinclair next week.

"Will it start next week?" Sinclair was a little excited, although he was not bored here for a few days, he had not worked, and he had no bottom in his heart.

Seeing Sinclair's enthusiasm for his work so high, Zhuang Yan as a boss is of course very happy.

"Well, starting next week, I've already asked the Registrar's Office to raise the class, and students should have started to sign up for your class in the past two days. ”

"I was a little nervous. Sinclair confessed, "I've never taught a student before, Zhuang, he, can you give me some advice?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and waved his hand, "I'm the principal, what advice can I give you." ”

Sinclair looked at He Yuan again, and the little fat man also waved his hand, "No, no, I'm a public relations person, and I have no teaching experience, and if you ask me, it's tantamount to asking a blind man for directions." ”

Zhuang Yan said, "It's okay, you can talk to them in simple words as much as you go, it doesn't matter what you teach." ”

"I majored in history at Yale, but I didn't study much in college, and I spent a few years in social practice. Sinclair said.

"At least you graduate, it means that your course is fine, if you can, you can tell them about American history, if not, you can tell them about Yale. ”

Zhuang Yan suddenly thought of something and said, "It's really not good, just tell them about your hometown, I think they should also be interested in rural life in the United States." ”

"Will they be interested in rural life? Although I don't want to admit it, the Suker Center is a stupid place, there is a 'rural virus' that erodes the hearts of most people there, and the elderly who have never been out of the countryside in their lives make the Suke Center feel like a dark cage. ”

Speaking of his hometown, Sinclair's tone was full of dissatisfaction.

Zhuang Yan is not surprised, because his famous work "Main Street" is based on his hometown, and the description of his hometown is not very positive.

The reason why Zhuang Yan mentioned this was also to guide him in this direction.

Just mention one sentence, Zhuang Yan didn't continue, chatted a few words casually, and went back to their respective homes.

The next morning, the alarm clock rang, he got up and washed, and at seven o'clock he went to the government affairs building with breakfast.

Seeing a long queue in front of the political and religious office from a distance, Zhuang Yan hurriedly turned around and entered the building from the underground garage.

After arriving at the office, he opened the window and looked down, there was a long queue of about a few hundred people, as if Qi Yunwei was leading people to maintain order.

If no one maintains order, it is estimated that these book friends will not line up so well, Zhuang Yan didn't expect Qi Yunwei to come so early, he only said on the phone yesterday that he would let him come early, but he didn't let him come so early.

……

It was not only Qi Yunwei who got up early, but Ge Hong also got up early.

Ge Hong opened a small bookstore in front of Shizhong University in his early Chinese New Year's Eve.

Opening a bookstore in front of the school seems to be the right choice, but in fact, opening a bookstore in front of the university, and it is a small bookstore, and it is the gate of the Talent College, is basically the rhythm of looking for death.

After half a year, the book didn't sell much, but the rent was posted a lot. At that time, he came here because the rent was cheap.

Some time ago, he couldn't hold it anymore, and he was even ready to clean up the book, and then open a spicy hot shop from Daliu and the same side.

However, the turning point of things came, Zhuang Yan took over the Talent Academy, and the school was transformed into Shizhong College.

The business of his bookstore has improved, although it is not much better, but it has given him hope.

A few days ago, he saw Zhuang Yanfa's FOF, and he was going to hold a signing party at the school today, and his mind became active.

In the past few days, he inquired about the news that Zhuang Yan's signing meeting did not sell books, but was actually a signing session.

In fact, what Zhuang Yan wrote on the FOF was the autograph session.

But there must be some people who didn't notice this, so they probably didn't bring the books here, so he had the opportunity to book the bookstore.

For this, he stocked up on a large number of Zhuang Yan's books in advance, and when he got up early in the morning, he put them all at the door, and also put an eye-catching sign that could be seen as long as he arrived at the school gate.

"Boss, do you have any books by Zhuang Yan?"

Not long after the stall opened, a person came over and asked if there was any book by Zhuang Yan. Ge Hong's face smiled, and business came.

"Yes, of course there are, the two piles on the left are "Alive" and "Border City", the two piles on the right are "The Catcher in the Rye" and "The Old Man and the Sea", and "Sophie's World" is in the middle. ”

", boss, your bookstore doesn't look big, and the principal has enough books. ”

"Haha, look at where the other door is? I open a bookstore in front of the principal's house, can I prepare his books?"

"Interesting, buy a copy of "Border City", the other books are available. ”

"Okay. ”

There is no settlement here, and a few more people are coming on the other side.

"Boss, do you have any books by Zhuang Yan?"

"Yes, yes, all over here, see which one you want to buy. ”

After a while, Ge Hong was a little too busy.

While receiving the money and receiving the soft hand, Ge Hong was thinking that it would be good if Zhuang Yan could hold autograph meetings every day.

But of course, this kind of thing is impossible, and then he wondered if he should change the bookstore into a Zhuang Yan book fan exchange club.

It's good to enjoy the shade with your back against a big tree, anyway, other books don't sell much, it's better to only sell Zhuang Yan's books, which have characteristics and gimmicks.

……

At the beginning, most of the students who came to line up were school students, and some students ran over before dawn.

Zhuang Yan waited for a while after having breakfast in the office, and went down directly, the originally agreed start time was nine o'clock, but since he has come, it is better to sign a little more early, otherwise many people will line up for a long time, and finally come in vain, some are too lost.

When Zhuang Yan walked down, the crowd let out a burst of cheers, and the security department and special police officers responsible for maintaining order were startled and hurriedly stopped in front of people.

Waving his hand to the team, Zhuang Yan sat on the chair with his buttocks.

I tried the pen first, made sure the pen was fine, and then beckoned to the person in front of the line, "Come on." ”11