Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Contest of Geniuses
"Hmph." Yang Mengwan changed her tone and said, "Didn't I just say the reason?" Are you deaf or foolish! (e Chinese)"
"I'm neither deaf nor stupid, I just don't believe anyone would give up their studies for that kind of boring reason." Su Xin spoke Chinese, but it still made Yang Mengwan raise his eyebrows.
"Don't think that I only know a few foreign languages, and I'm also very good at academics...... (r Chinese)"
"I've already learned about this in advance." Su Xin interrupted: "The evaluation in your student registration file is [very good]. During the period of higher education, except for a few illnesses and absences, the score of each examination was above 90%, and he was the best among the 75 students. β
"The best?" Yang Mengwan questioned: "Are you sure, it's just the best!" (d Chinese)"
Su Xin chuckled lightly and said, "Tianfu Military Academy, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among the cadets, I can clearly tell you that your level needs to be improved in the academy." β
"Could it be...... Is there a second 'Su Xin' in the academy? β
"Uh." Su Xin said secretly: "Why did you pull me again." β
Yang Mengwan began to pay attention to Su Xinlai and asked, "Are you really the tutor of Tianfu Military Academy?" (f Chinese)"
"What do you think?"
"If you say you're a Ph.D. in foreign languages, an expert in logic and psychology, or something, I'd believe you." Yang Mengwan kept tapping the keyboard with his left index finger and said, "I will actually be a little tutor at the Tianfu Military Academy." (Chinese)"
Su Xin's reaction was slightly stuck, and Yang Mengwan thought that her foreign language had stumped him, but what Su Xin said made her face hot in the next moment.
"The pronunciation of the word 'mentor' in country T is not the clear sound of 'temple', but the voiced sound of 'duan'. Your Chinese pronunciation practice also needs to be practiced diligently. β
"Use ...... You don't have to worry about it. Yang Mengwan was so angry that he smashed Su Xin with a pillow cushion, forgetting Su Xin's identity as a mentor for a while.
"Only those who stand at the top of the pyramid are qualified to make a choice. I am your theory class instructor, and if you can get my approval, you can dispose of my theory class at will without any responsibility. Su Xin took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and then said, "Lunch time is almost here, I'm going back." β
"What about the other lessons?" Yang Mengwan asked: "Foreign language classes, knowledge research courses, and comprehensive history courses, what should I do?" β
"If you dare to say that the other classes are not in your charge, then I will run away from you." Yang Mengwan naturally has a little Jiujiu in her heart.
"If you can score 90% in each monthly exam in other classes, I will apply to the teaching office for you to take a long vacation to recuperate." Su Xin stood up and straightened his collar.
"Okay, words count, words are settled." Yang Mengwan happily bent her little finger at Su Xin, waiting to pull the hook.
Su Xin approached her, bent down and hooked his little finger and said, "Then you have to promise me that you will go to the academy from tomorrow to listen to the lectures." β
[No... Long... Former... Just... See... Pass... Target... Divide... Cut... Lineγ
Since he became a teacher, Su Xin's first weekend has been spent like this. In order to cope with the next day's school exam, Su Xin stayed up late on weekend nights to review the key points of teaching, and the next day's dawn seemed to him to be unprecedentedly fast.
"Knock knock." Xiaoxi knocked on the door of Su Xin's bedroom and said lightly: "Young master, it's already seven o'clock in the morning, it's time to get up for breakfast." β
The door was quickly opened, startling Konishi, who was standing in the doorway. Su Xin, who was dressed in a straight teacher's uniform, appeared in front of her, although she was dressed without any characteristics, but she was clean and decent.
"Konishi, am I okay with this outfit?" Su Xin pulled up the tie knot and looked at Konishi's reaction seriously.
After hearing this, Xiaoxi pointed to Su Xin's eyes and said, "The clothes are nothing, it's just that the dark circles under your eyes seem to be a little heavy, young master." β
"This one is out of the way." Su Xin snorted, "Give me a cup of eight-point hot Mocha." β
"Yes, young master." Xiaoxi turned around and went downstairs, and Su Xin subconsciously patted the pockets on his body, as if he was still missing something.
After a while, Xiaoxi walked up with a tea set, and Su Xin picked up the coffee in her hand and drank it in one gulp.
"The coffee tastes good, but the chocolate sauce is drizzled too much, remember to serve less cream next time."
"Okay, young master."
The black Humvee dragged a long brake sound and stopped at the gate of the Su Mansion.
ps: The plot of the online game has to wait for a while, well, I'll write it after the school exam