“Nixon’s first visit to China has opened a new chapter in the history of China and the U.S.A.！”

"Nixon's first visit to China opened a new chapter in the history of China and the United States!"

"Have you remembered the words history and chapters? Note that they are in the past perfect tense, so you should use has opened. ”

It was already the evening of the next day, and under the pressure of his father, Li Zixian came to the newsstand as promised to learn English from Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng is still very attentive, combining his textbooks, combining some words with current affairs, making sentences for him, and sometimes using newspapers and periodicals as auxiliary teaching aids.

"I remember the words, and I understand the tenses, but what does Nixon have to do with me?" Li Zixian puzzled.

"Smack!" Zhang Heng hit him on the head with a rolled-up newspaper, "You can't teach a child!

"But where else can I meet any ghosts but Mrs. Norton. Li Zixian covered his head and cried with a sad face.

"Little fat man, no, little apprentice, you listen to me," Zhang Heng said earnestly, "After you go to work, you learn English, and you can get at least 100 yuan more salary per month than those who don't know English!"

"Oh, that's pretty much it, I see. Mr. Lee muttered, plucking up the courage to continue fighting the South China Morning Post.

"It's still the banknotes that work best. Zhang Heng sighed, looking at a pile of newspapers, and couldn't help but feel worried.

There are so few literate people in Lam Tin Estate that other newspapers and periodicals, let alone the English-language version of the South China Morning Post, are not selling well.

The plan to earn a small first pot of gold by selling newspapers has almost been shattered.

He flipped through the newspaper casually, stopping when it was Ming Pao's turn.

["The Legend of Deer and Ding" will be completed next Monday, and Mr. Jin Yong announced the closure of the pen!]

Next Monday, September 11th.

Lao Cha is going to seal the pen, but I want to use the pen and there is no use.

Other traversers can copy novels and scripts at first, but Zhang Heng has no choice but to find that it is completely out of tune when he arrives in this era.

He can remember the general plot of many famous novels, but if he wants to completely restore it, the wording and grammar must be appropriate to this era, and his own cultural background must also stand up to consideration, which is simply Mission Impossible.

Therefore, he has never thought about it, and maybe he can think about the script in the future, but now that he has nothing, it is not suitable to do so in any case.

"Li Zixian, do you dare to come over?" someone suddenly shouted.

The two looked up, and the child who was kicked down by Li Zixian yesterday was standing proudly across the road, followed by a large group of excited children, and beside him, there was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Zhang ...... Teacher, that's his brother, a mixed word, we can't afford to mess with it, it's doomed now!" Li Zixian's fat face drooped down and hid behind Zhang Heng, but Zhang Heng's thin body couldn't stop him.

"Zhang Heng, don't interfere, this matter has nothing to do with you. The young man crossed the street and stood in front of the stall, "This little fat man kicked my brother yesterday, and today as long as I let my brother kick him too, this matter will be over." ”

"Your brother threw me a stone yesterday, why don't you let me throw a stone back?" This person Zhang Heng has seen, the little brother brought over by Brother Xiaohua in a shirt yesterday, he stiffened his face and did not back down.

The young man rubbed his hands helplessly, and the two froze there.

"What are you doing?" said the black Jaguar pulled silently to the side of the road, and Mrs. Norton stepped out of the car with a straight face.

The young man ran away without saying a word, and his brother was stunned, and the children were frightened, and when they reacted and wanted to slip away, Mrs. Norton's loud voice rang out: "None of you are allowed to run, unless you don't go to school tomorrow." ”

A few minutes later, the children lined up in front of the newsstand, bowed to Zhang Heng and said loudly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't bother you again in the future." ”

Mrs. Norton, who was standing behind like a general inspecting troops, threw a smug glance at Zhang Heng through a bunch of heads, Li Zixian saw it, his body trembled, and he hurriedly buried his head in the newspaper and didn't dare to read it again.

"Are you tutoring him in English?" Mrs. Norton walked over, looked at the newspaper and the notes copied by Li Zixian, and ignored the worried children behind her.

"yes, he's my neighbor's kid, he should help. Zhang Heng smiled, Li Zixian shrunk his shoulders, and his head hung lower.

"In that case, hey, you, you, and you, come here!" Mrs. Norton pulled out a few children from the crowd, "These children have not been very good at English, so why don't you take them with you, you can set up an English cram school." ”

"That's right. Zhang Heng rubbed his head, "Then you come with Li Zixian after school, I can't say how powerful, but there is no problem for you to be able to understand the newspaper." ”

"Do you hear that?" said Mrs. Norton, raising her voice.

"I hear you!" the children bowed again, grimacing.

After they left in despair, Mrs. Norton smiled and said, "How much are you going to charge for your English cram school?"

"Charge?" Zhang Heng shook his head again and again, "I don't charge, the villagers, everyone is not rich, how can I be embarrassed to charge." ”

"Zhang Heng, you are so great," Mrs. Norton hugged him with lightning speed, and then let go, looking at him with bright eyes, "I now have some belief that your awakening is a miracle." ”

"It's because I'm a good person that there are miracles. Zhang Heng beamed proudly.

Of course he wanted to charge, but as he said, the residents had no extra money, and most importantly, he had a big plan to boost his reputation and gain the trust of the residents as soon as possible.

The next afternoon, the boy who had been headed yesterday went to the newsstand under the escort of his eldest brother.

"Zhang Heng, no, Mr. Zhang, my brother will be handed over to you, if he is disobedient, you can beat him casually. ”

The young thug bowed with a grateful look on his face, and kept looking back as he left.

Several other children, escorted by their parents, gathered at the newsstand and threw down the phrase "hit casually".

"You've heard what your parents are saying, and your headmaster is paying attention to you, and if you don't study hard, you should know what will happen to you. Zhang Heng grimaced and glanced at every panicked little face.

"Li Zixian has understood the benefits of learning English well, I will repeat it to you, learn English well, you can be promoted and raised, you can become CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and you can go to the peak of life!"

Zhang ...... Teacher," the boy raised his hand, and after getting Zhang Heng's consent, he asked puzzledly, "What is the CEO, what is Bai Fumei?"

"This one, yes, what's your name?"

"Wu Wangcai!"

“...... This classmate Wu Wangcai asked very well, that's why you have to learn English well, what about this CEO, that is, the president, is the boss, specifically English is what it says......"