When people have a goal, their spirits will be uplifted. Even with the ability to teach, it seems that I have improved a lot. It's a pity that Uncle Guan didn't buy it.

He pointed to the little monk and said sarcastically: "You teach them English, they can barely read, but they can't speak at all, they are just dumb English! I think you should not be busy, you should find someone else to teach, and you can also learn." Otherwise, even if you wait until next year, you won't be able to meet the admission requirements!"

Lin Yi couldn't say what he was suffering about. When he was in college, he also stood on the playground and shouted crazy English. It's a pity that it is used in waste and retreated, and it is not used after graduation, and it is gradually abandoned.

Since Uncle Guan said it, let's find someone else. There is still half a month left in the summer vacation, and the time must indeed be rushed.

Lin Yi now not only lives in a mansion, but also has a huge amount of money. Therefore, the character of a tutor is very crucial! His social circle is narrow, and it is not easy to find someone who knows the roots.

Professor Zhang was so busy that he went out for a meeting again. Fortunately, Ferran recommended an ideal candidate, who has been in an English school since he was a child, and there must be no problem teaching English.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the doorbell rang on time.

When a girl came in, she introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Fisher. Yesterday cousin Ferran said, "You need to tutor in English?"

The new teacher, who is only 16 years old, is in the fourth grade of secondary school. The girl was childish, but she deliberately imitated adults and wore a formal suit.

Originally, Lin Yi was a little worried. But Uncle Guan said "the master is the teacher", and the matter was settled.

When Fisher understood the situation, the words spoken in Chinese were correct and round, and Lin Yi listened without any obstacles, so he felt good at first.

The other party was born in an English school, and his speaking style is completely different from Lin Yi's. Just learning phonetic transcription makes people feel the gap.

'Phonics', after Fisher finished speaking, he took everyone to practice. The little monk's spoken language, Lin Yi couldn't teach it, but now it is making rapid progress. Seeing the big with the small, this little teacher does have the ability.

After sending Fisher away after class, Lin Yi continued to write novels. The outline is complete and you can start the main text.

But until I fell asleep, my hands were sore, my eyes were swollen, and I couldn't write much. It's still the same old problem, the writing is too naïve! The routine is easy to play, but the details are difficult to fill in.

With Sunflower's instructions, Lin Yi didn't stay up late this time. The next day I was running, and the word studio popped into my head. Since you can't do it alone, let's turn it into a group battle!

I used to stay at home for too long, and the concept of teamwork has long been forgotten. As the girl said, it's not bad for money now. Lin Yi doesn't have the ability, can he spend money to buy it!

The next day, during recess, Sunflower brought a snack. She shuttled back and forth and accidentally touched the manuscript.

Fisher helped pick it up, and the 'Grand Theft One' title on it piqued her interest. After looking at it carefully for a while, the girl looked up and asked Lin Yi: "This story is very interesting." Are you writing a novel?"

"Well, I love novels and I'm planning to write my own. But many wonderful ideas, because my writing is too poor, are bland and boring. ”

Next to the manuscript, there is a job advertisement. When Fisher saw it, he pursed his lips and made a suggestion: "I have a friend who also wants to come out to work." She's very good at writing, would you like to see her?"

Lin Yi nodded and put away the advertisement for the time being.

Early in the morning of the third day, when Fisher was in class, he brought two girls of the same age: "They are all my classmates. is small and exquisite, it is Qiao Yonglan, she is very good at writing. The other one is called Lin Zhilan, who is not noisy to come together, he is a bad thing!"

Lin Zhilan's giveaway, who is at least 1.7 meters tall, is really eye-catching among several girls!

She had a very lively personality and directly snatched the conversation: "I'm not a bad guy! I heard that your surname is also Lin, but we are our own family, so you can't drive me away! Look, I also brought a typewriter, and I definitely didn't come to make trouble!"

Lin Zhilan said as she took out her typewriter. Then he stuck out his tongue cutely at Fisher. This beautiful girl is not only sharp-toothed, but also very playful, no wonder her best friend said that.

Lin Yi was stunned for a moment, he couldn't use a typewriter, but it would definitely improve efficiency. It seems that this family is really not here to make trouble!

He turned to the main lord and asked Qiao Yonglan: "You all know Chinese? ”

Qiao Yonglan's dress is simple, her personality is literary and subtle, and Mansheng explained: "The Mandarin of the mainland, the Chinese language of Taiwan, and the Chinese language of Singapore are all based on BJ dialect, so they are similar. In our overseas Chinese school, we do not teach in Cantonese. ”

Lin Yi is very happy, it seems that communicating with each other will not become a chicken and a duck.

The lively Lin Zhilan came to grab the camera again at this time: "I heard Fisher say that he wants to set up a studio." Look, how is Lan Lan's studio? Qiao Yong Lan Jialin Zhilan, two beautiful girls!"

Rolling his eyes, Lin Yi complained directly: "The studio hasn't opened yet, and you fired the boss?"

Qiao Yonglan grabbed her best friend and also expressed her opinion: "Zhilan, don't make trouble! I heard that in the outline, the protagonist is always high and high, so how about calling Gao Fei?"

It seems that this shy girl doesn't seem to be very introverted. But...... , "High Flying", Lin Yi silently recited it twice, and it felt good. He gave a thumbs up and praised: "What a talented girl, "Rogue High Flying", this name is quite appropriate." ”

Teacher Fisher, I found two good helpers for Lin Yi at once!

Outside the garden, Sunflower and the little monk continued to practice English with Fisher. And Lin Yi's part-time teaching assistant can't be a teacher for the time being.

The windows of the study are not small, but the dense shade outside blocks the sun. The temperature in the room is very comfortable, and it is very suitable for writing.

Qiao Yonglan's writing is indeed very powerful. The description of the scene is magnificent and moving, and the character portrayal is lifelike. With her here, Lin Yi's work is only to guide the general direction!

Lin Zhilan is not bad, her fingers are slender and powerful, and the typewriter is typing fast.

Thinking of the scribbling on the paper a few days ago, Lin Yi was in pain. But compared to now, he is more and more proud. Spending money to buy power is really wise!

During the lunch break, Phelan also came over.

The other party helped a lot, and after Lin Yi welcomed him into the door, he said politely: "On this hot day, if there is anything, just ask me to go over and talk about it." ”

Phelan waved his hand and said, "It's useless for you to go in the past, I'm here to see my cousin." ”

It seems that this cousin is quite responsible. In order to show his innocence, Lin Yi invited him to dinner together.

After chatting at the dinner table for a while, Phelan suddenly found that everyone in this room actually worked for Lin Yi. Unable to resist his curiosity, he looked at his master carefully.

Walking in the garden after the meal, Fisher pointed to a flower bush and asked the generous little monk: "This is a mandala flower, one of the four major flowers of Buddhism, does the little master know it?"

Fei Lan did not appreciate the flowers, but objectively pointed out: "Although it is very beautiful, it has an anesthetic effect, and if a child eats it by mistake, he may be poisoned and die." ”

Men in science and women in liberal arts, the brain circuits are different. Seeing the same thing, but thinking differently.

Beautiful and poisonous, the little monk muttered for a while, as if enlightened, and loudly announced: "It turns out that this is the flower of the heavenly realm. In the future, please call me to be generous, the little monk will not be appropriate for the time being. ”