The second period this morning was a math class, and after the lecture, Ye Bihuang stopped Jiang Yachun and said, "Teacher Jiang, I have some English questions, can I ask you?" ”

Jiang Yachun said with a smile: "Don't you have an English teacher, ask me what to do?" ”

"But the questions I ask are a bit profound, not to mention that I like to ask you, Mr. Jiang!" Ye Bihuang said with a smile.

"Okay, since you are so studious, I will teach you English and there is nothing wrong with it, but you must not let others know, otherwise it will reach the ears of your English teacher and people will think that I look down on him." In fact, Jiang Yachun really looks down on Ye Bihuang's English teacher, the English teacher in the second and second classes of junior high school is thirty-five years old, he is an old man, he looks very obscene, but he wants to pursue Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun didn't accept the flowers several times, because Jiang Yachun couldn't stand it when he heard about his previous obscene deeds and saw his respectful face.

Seeing the notebook in Ye Bihuang's hand, Jiang Yachun smiled and said, "Come with me to the office, it's not good in the aisle." ”

"Hmm, I have too many questions in my book, I'm afraid I don't have enough time." Ye Bihuang stretched out his hand and wiped his nose, and said with a smile.

"Well, today is an evening self-study in English, didn't you have a half-hour break before? I'm right in the office, waiting for you to come at any time. Jiang Yachun said with a smile.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang!" Taking advantage of Jiang Yachun's turn, Ye Bihuang took a deep breath of the fragrance coming from her body, it was still the familiar smell of ferragamoferragamo perfume, it was obvious that she did not accept Ye Bihuang's suggestion last time.

Ye Bihuang returned to the classroom and met Lee Kuan Yew, who had a serious gossip spirit.

"Hehe, Brother Huang, what did you secretly say to Teacher Jiang just now?" Lee Kuan Yew blinked and said with a silver smile on his face.

"We'll meet at an appointment!" Ye Bihuang smiled mysteriously deliberately, arousing Lee Kuan Yew's appetite.

"What? Appointment? Lee Kuan Yew was so surprised that his mouth opened wide, and he was about to see his throat.

"Ask for a hair! I'm there to ask questions. Ye Bihuang said.

"Personal questions?" Lee Kuan Yew smiled, trying to dig up some news.

"Yes! Private issues. Ye Bihuang added with a smile: "Private English question!" ”

With that, he had returned to his seat, leaving only a confused Lee Kuan Yew.

After the three classes in the afternoon, Ye Bihuang took a notebook full of various sentences and walked to Jiang Yachun's office with great anticipation.

Pushing open the door of the office, there was silence in the huge office, only Jiang Yachun was sitting there alone and writing something, Ye Bihuang looked from afar, and saw Jiang Yachun like a goddess, exuding a charming atmosphere.

I saw that she was wearing a black professional suit, a black professional skirt, and flesh-colored stockings. The huge snow peak on his chest propped up his clothes, as if he could almost break free from the shackles of his clothes.

Ye Bihuang took two steps forward, Jiang Yachun heard the footsteps, raised his head lightly and smiled: "It's Ye Bihuang, come and sit, if you have any questions, ask as soon as possible, I still have something to do." Even after class, Jiang Yachun was still expressionless, with a businesslike appearance.

Ye Bihuang smiled slightly, stepped forward and stood on Jiang Yachun's side, the teacher asked him to sit that was just polite, how could he really sit? What's more, he didn't ask many questions.

He handed the notebook in his hand to Jiang Yachun and said with a smile: "Teacher, the things I remember on this book are the questions I want to ask you." ”

Jiang Yachun pulled a stool from the side and motioned for Ye Bihuang to sit down, not so restrained.

"Thank you, teacher!" Seeing that Jiang Yachun had to let herself sit down, Ye Bihuang was respectful and sat on the chair.

This is an office hall, each teacher in the hall has a small cubicle, the teacher works in this cubicle one by one, other teachers are estimated to be off work, but Jiang Yachun is still here to change homework for students.

What a dedicated teacher, born so beautiful! It's really beautiful.

Jiang Yachun opened the notebook and looked at it intently, her face, which was originally smiling lightly, suddenly frowned slightly, and she asked with some confusion: "Where did you find these sentences?" As he spoke, he pointed to the lines of English sentences in Ye Bihuang's notebook, and it was obvious that this was American slang! Will I take this test in English?

"Teacher, what's wrong with these sentences? Is it hard? Ye Bihuang wondered. He deliberately scrambled these sentences, just because he didn't want Jiang Yachun to see what the content was on them.

Looking at Jiang Yachun's current performance, these things may be difficult. If she can't answer it, then she really won't have anyone to ask. After all, she is the one with the highest English ability around her.

Jiang Yachun shook her head and said, "It's not this problem, I've also read junior high school English textbooks, and I know a little." These words are clearly beyond the scope of the syllabus of the entrance examination, how can you ask these questions? ”

As a math teacher, Jiang Yachun has read English textbooks, which made Ye Bihuang a little surprised, but he had already been prepared, and replied immediately: "Teacher, I learn English for application, not the kind of exam English that can only make papers." ”

Jiang Yachun smiled: "Your sentences above are all about the network and hacking technology, do you want to become a hacker?" ”

Ye Bihuang knew that he couldn't hide it, so he nodded and said: "I just want to learn a little technology, I'm far from a real hacker, if you want to become a hacker, I'm afraid it will take a long time." ”

"Okay, I'll show you these things." As she spoke, Jiang Yachun pointed at each line of English sentences on the notebook with her slender jade finger and began to study it carefully.

A lot of this is American slang that people who don't have some expertise or haven't lived in the U.S. can't understand what it means. There are many things in English that cannot be found in a dictionary. There are some words that even if you have to think carefully about how to say them, you can sort out all the meanings in them, and then tell them to Ye Bihuang.

Ye Bihuang took advantage of Jiang Yachun's contemplation, his eyes secretly swept over her whole body, those beautiful legs were particularly attractive, and a layer of flesh-colored stockings was wrapped around the plump and slender thighs, tempting, full, and round. He secretly scanned Jiang Yachun's thighs and buttocks up and down with the afterglow of his eyes, and his steps moved back slightly to get a better perspective.

Jiang Yachun smiled and raised his head, lightly opened his cherry lips, and the fairy sound floated out from the red lips and white lips: "Bihuang, come here, get closer, I'll tell you" Ye Bihuang took two steps closer and approached Jiang Yachun, Jiang Yachun reached out and picked up a ballpoint pen from the seat, lit the English sentences in the notebook, and began to explain the meaning in detail.