Chapter 62: The Scandal
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The Chinese accent of English made Li Qiran feel more cordial, and the little girl spoke in American English: "Hello everyone, my name is Li Qiran, I am a native of Baichuan in Jin Province, from Baichuan Middle School, and I am very honored to participate in this oral examination." I like to learn different languages and am also interested in the dialects of different regions, such as..."
Several teachers exchanged a satisfied look - it is rare to be a child with a very correct accent, clear pronunciation, and calm and clear expression.
Teacher Tony, who was very unhappy to be interrupted, said coldly: "Did you choose an American accent to be lazy?" You must know that the British accent is the accent that is relatively popular with the judges in various large-scale English speaking competitions. β
Li Qiran sighed silently, cleared his throat and changed out an Oxford regional accent: "I'm just more used to American." β
The teachers' expressions were even more satisfiedβthe entire English education in Jin Province was taught with an American accent. The children who can speak fluently in the English style of Baichuan No. 2 Middle School are either returnee children, or they pay attention to and study specially for various competitions.
Teacher Tony is also very satisfied: "Your speaking is very good, did you ask the teacher to practice?" β
"Not really," Li Qiran smiled a little slyly, "I usually like to listen to songs and watch movies and foreign TV series, and I will be able to watch more of it, thank you for the teacher's compliment." "Mr. Tony hates to use the name of learning to engage in these entertaining things in his life, and he sneers at the method of learning English by watching Chinese subtitles and English movies.
Mr. Tony's face darkened again.
Teacher Han hurriedly diverted the artillery fire: "There is a teacher in our second middle school whose child also learns an Oxford accent, and you can communicate together in the future." β
Li Qiran smiled: "The teacher is talking about Tang Chu, right?" He was my classmate and the vice president of our class. β
"Are you in Teacher Song's class?" Teacher Tony grabbed the words with some surprise, "Is your class leader talking to that deputy class leader, well," the foreign teacher paused, changed his mouth to some awkward Chinese, and squeezed his eyes ambiguously gossip, "Falling in love?" β
Several teachers seem to have become accustomed to the unscrupulousness and nonsense of foreign teachers, and their expressions have not changed. The foreign language teacher group is also the most tolerant teacher team in the second middle school, and the student's early love is not a strict thing for them to guard, and the young female teacher standing next to him smiled: "We won't report it - I heard that it is a couple of two school tyrants?" β
Teacher Han couldn't cry or laugh: "Okay, okay, don't talk about this anymore, it's embarrassing for the little girl." β
"On this matter, I can assure you that the two are not, uh, couples." Li Qiran felt that there were too many slots, and there was nowhere to vomit.
A slightly older female teacher seemed to have a good relationship with Tang Chu's mother, Teacher Liu, and asked half-jokingly: "Even Shuzhen knows about this!" I've been so worried lately! Every day he talks about his son not to take a bad girl..."
The gossipy elite group of teachers laughed in unison.
Forced to listen to a gossip on Miss Li's face was full of tiredness: "That, I want to say, I am the class leader of our class." β
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When he came out of the classroom, Li Qiran wiped his face very unvividly. Chen Siyu, who was taken in by the young female teacher, only noticed the bad face of Miss Li, but she didn't have a chance to ask, so she could only lose a look.
The tired squad leader Li didn't have time to pay attention to Chen Guomin's boyfriend.
Lan Hui, who was sitting next to her, greeted her and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" Don't worry, Qi Ran is so powerful, you will definitely be able to live..." Li Qiran was even more tired when he heard this, and in order to comfort the little beauty, he still spoke: "I'm fine, it's just that the questions asked by the teacher are more difficult, and my heart is haggard." β
A trace of doubt and understanding flashed in Lan Hui's eyes, and he didn't continue to ask: "It's almost time, let's go to the meeting point and wait for the teacher, right?" β
Li Qiran hummed weakly.
In the English interview classroom.
After Chen Siyu was led in and sat down, he sat very embarrassed to watch the teachers excitedly exchange words in English, speaking so fast and with mixed accents...
Just when Chen Siyu sadly felt that his interview was estimated to be useless, a white-blond-haired old foreign teacher spoke in extremely rough Chinese: "This classmate, who went out just now, that beautiful girl, is it the kind of person who has many, many boyfriends, school flowers?" β
Chen Siyu: ... Bridge bean sacks? What the hell?
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The cafeteria of the second middle school has plenty of pure white surface kung fu and the dark heart of the ninth major cuisine. But it's not so unbearable to rub together with a group of chattering, tender and tender junior high school girls like today, at public expense - the old monster Li Qiran thought.
The long-handed and long-legged Chen boy took a sip of the egg drop soup in the small bowl, and glanced at Tang Chu, who was choosing a meal with a light eyebrow, and raised his chopsticks to hit Li Qiran's plate: "Did you make an appointment with Tang Chu for lunch?" β
Li Qiran then remembered: "I forgot! Lan Hui smoothed the hanging hair on her sideburns and pursed her lips.
The forgotten President Tang had already seen Miss Li's more iconic bright yellow bat line shirt, and walked straight over with a large step. Chen Siyu pursed his lips and moved away a little to vacate a seat next to him.
Tang Chu sat down and glanced at Li Qiran, who was directly opposite.
Miss Li made a smirk without any heart.
"How about Tang Chu's ability assessment?" Lan Hui plucked up her courage and asked softly. After speaking, he was a little annoyed by his performance, and lowered his head slightly with a red face.
President Tang glanced at Lan Hui, who was bowing his head, his brows furrowed and loosened, his shallow anger dissipated into indifference and calmness, and he threw out a big god standard and replied: "The mathematics grading of the second middle school, water." It's easy to understand the concept. β
"The written test on our side is dead," Li Qiran sighed, "It's not about grammar, words and sentences, just saying that the knowledge covers a wide range, well, it's almost the level of students who have graduated from high school." β
Chen Siyu, who was also in the sea of suffering, hooked the corners of his mouth: "The interview is also a real dry goods, and there is an older foreign teacher who really didn't release water at all, and he was ruthless when he was embarrassed." β
"It's Mr. Tony, the foreign teacher who is obsessed with the British accent to death!" Li Qiran swallowed the slippery egg loofah in his mouth and complained, "All kinds of dislike and all kinds of unaccustomed, and it's super ...
Li Qiran stopped abruptly. I didn't hear a sound for a long time, and Tang Zhu, who was eating with his head down, raised his head and gave a puzzled look.
Miss Li pondered for a while, and looked at Tang Chu very solemnly: "Tang Chu, after eating, you invite me to drink milk tea, right?" Long Island, who slipped back to his mouth, Li Qiran gestured to Tang with his eyes - we need to talk.
Tang Chu hummed lowly.