In the second semester of Hongchen's fifth year, there are no classes to follow. There is only one last homework left, that is English, English is a book of heaven for Hongchen, more difficult than a book from heaven! Whenever I go to class, it is like entering a grave, looking at the English teacher who does not enter the oil and salt, the more I listen to it, the more confused I am, just say English words, the most difficult thing is all kinds of grammar, various, and all kinds of slang and colloquialisms, which are even more elusive. I don't know how to do it.

I don't know if it's Hongchen's bad luck, or the English teacher's special care for Hongchen, as long as the eyes see Hongchen, they will call Hongchen to the stage, or stand up to answer some English questions, whether it is to make Hongchen ugly in front of the younger students, or to ease the dull atmosphere of the class.

Whenever Hongchen stumbled and said incoherent English words without any word order, everyone would laugh vigorously. It is estimated that Hongchen translated Chinese as English. For example, in simple English of Who Are You, the normal English word order should be: Whoareyou? but Hongchen will say it: Youarewho? This kind of Chinese English is probably only understood by British people in China. The teacher also shook his head impatiently, not knowing whether it was the impatience of Hongchen or the impatience of his own teaching methods, but he could teach such a student who spoke Chinese but not Chinese and English did not speak English. Hongchen is completely planted in English.

Hongchen's original plan was very good, communicate with the teacher more, exchange and increase feelings, wouldn't things be easier to do! After class, Hongchen had no choice but to walk to the English teacher with a smile, asking this and that, hoping that the teacher could open up the net, how can I give a passing grade, or this year will be in vain, I really can't please have a meal. The English teacher just kept saying, you have to memorize words well, read English essays well, do more English test questions, and eat to solve problems. He also told Hongchen that English cannot be improved in a day or two, and must be persistent, and so on. This teacher is really a tendon. Looks like we'll have to find a suitable opportunity to attack her again.

Hongchen returned in vain, looking at the English book in his hand, it was a miserable one! If it weren't for English, he would have left the campus to go to the outside world, waiting to get a certificate when he graduated. It's good now, I have to go to class every day, and I'm in a daze with 26 English letters every day. Sometimes I dream that I am surrounded by foreigners, and they all speak English that they don't understand, and they gesture with their hands, and the sound is as irritating and harsh as the sound of the wheels of a train entering the station rubbing against the tracks.

Hongchen is a post-80s generation, and he didn't have a concept of English when he went to school. The English that he didn't have until he was in junior high school started to learn from the most basic ABC, and at that time he had a kind of hatred for English, why do good Chinese want to learn other people's languages, and they haven't even learned their own language. Although the teacher who taught Hongchen had some experience, the teacher's temper was short-tempered and he beat people at every turn. So the dissatisfaction with the English language deepened.

It is said that English is the most popular language in the world, but in the final analysis, isn't it because of the early colonial rule of the British that forced the people in the colonies to learn English? Why is it that great China has been liberated for decades, and we still have to learn their language, is it not good to speak Chinese? It is only right to find a way to let the whole world learn Chinese? Hongchen always thinks about these questions after being criticized by English teachers.

At that time, he also regressed because of his English scores, otherwise he would not have come to Jiangxi to study. English with a full score of 150 points in the college entrance examination, Hongchen only scored more than 60 points, if there is no English test, it would be great, it is because of this English Hongchen and how many opportunities have passed, English is Hongchen's nemesis, it is a natural enemy, and it is a nightmare that Hongchen can't get rid of.

The most important thing is that the university English has to pass the fourth and sixth level exams, and if the fourth level is not qualified, the degree certificate will not be issued, and this decision is made by whom. Could it be that the British ambassador came to China and demanded that China's institutions of higher learning must take the fourth or sixth grade examination before they can issue degree certificates?

Seeing that the exam was about to take place, Hongchen had no progress at all. If you pass the exam with your own ability, it is estimated that you will be out of play, so you have to think of something crooked. What else to do?

Hongchen was in a good mood this day. Nothing matters to do, so go out and hang out. Something he didn't expect. I actually met an English teacher who was shopping for groceries on the street. Hongchen thought about it, the opportunity has come, if you don't make a small move now, I'm afraid I will really say goodbye to the university. So I hurriedly ran forward to greet the English teacher. The English teacher was also very polite in her response. Hongchen first asked some parents about trivial matters, and then slowly turned to the topic. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hongchen wanted to invite the English teacher to eat at the Southern Restaurant, but she didn't expect to be refused. He said that he rarely went to restaurants to eat, that the food in the restaurant was unhygienic, that he was not used to the environment of the restaurant, that he smelled of smoke and alcohol, and that he would get dizzy when he smelled it.

No matter how many good things Hongchen said or how many ideas he thought. The English teacher was just indifferent and ended up running for something. It seems that Hongchen is really going to say goodbye to the university. Touching the red dust of his nose, he returned to the rental house depressed with his head down. When I returned to the rental house, I lay on the bed. Depressed. I had to use sleep to get rid of it. Just when he was drowsy, the phone woke up Hongchen, and it was actually a call from a school girl. I had to pick up the phone.

A sweet voice came from over there, "Brother Hongchen, I heard that you didn't pass the English test, did you?"

Hongchen snorted listlessly.

He continued, "I heard a small news that the director of the English department is in charge of English grades, as long as you ask him to tell you about your situation, he will help you."

"Is there such a good thing?" Hongchen asked a little excitedly.

"Of course you can't help in vain, you have to show it."

"As long as you can pass, it means that you can go to the two of you, his house is there, I'll go directly to his house"

"His home is in a certain staff dormitory, such and such a building, such and such a door"

Hongchen hurriedly wrote down the address, and then said to the younger sister, "Do you have time, provide me with such a big news, you can't provide it in vain, I'll invite you to go to a certain restaurant for a meal."

The younger sister replied, "I am willing to help others, and there is no need to repay them" and hung up the phone.

As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Hongchen hurriedly got up and prepared to settle the director of the English department.