After knowing that Ying Zijin relied on the relationship of the Ying family and entered the talent class through the back door, He Xun was even more disdainful.

He really didn't have a crush on her.

As for spoken English?

This is the most basic ability of Qingzhi students.

Mr. Deng was stunned by these four words, but remembered something.

She went to Ozhou for a week of academic exchanges, so she asked He Xun to help her substitute teacher.

When I came back, I heard from the students of the elite class and the international class that He Xun asked the simplest questions in class, but Ying Zijin couldn't answer them, and he couldn't understand them.

Sometimes, I even fall asleep in class.

He Xun naturally didn't say anything when he was in class, but anyone could see that he was angry.

Teacher Deng sighed, and stopped talking: "This kid is actually quite difficult......

Teaching students, she is generally the right medicine.

And learning is really about talent, not everyone is good at English and math.

In this regard, He Xun did not express an opinion, and was still indifferent: "But she occupies resources that she should not occupy." ”

Without Ying Zijin, the position in the elite class belongs to the fiftieth in the grade.

After all, the elite class is equipped with top teacher resources, even if it is a key class, it cannot be compared.

He Xun didn't speak again, he was reading a document with dense English on it.

But if you look closely, these English are different from normal English.

This is Middle English, which was applied between 1150 and 1500.

Middle English grammar is more complex than modern English

It was even more difficult because I had absorbed a lot of French and Latin vocabulary.

The red letters on the document are annotations made by He Xun, and he checked a lot of information, but only translated one paragraph.

Nowadays, there are so few people who know Middle English that no one uses them, even if they are the native residents of country Y.

Trying to find someone who can speak Middle English is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

He Xun rubbed his temples, put aside the literature in his hand, and took out the textbooks of the international class and began to prepare for the class.

**

Xu was because of the English class in the morning, Lu Fang and Ying Feifei were a lot more honest, and they didn't bother with Ying Zijin again.

The first day of school was all about the papers, and Ying Zijin looked at the scores of his six courses, but he didn't feel anything.

She knew why this was happening.

Although she didn't fully wake up before, her memory and ability were not there, but her IQ was still a little bit, so she wouldn't be so bad in the test.

However, because he was under pressure from the wealthy circle, he had to be called to give blood transfusions to Ying Luwei from time to time, like a marionette, there was no freedom at all.

I can't keep up with my physical fitness, let alone study hard.

If the exam results are poor, Zhong Manhua will be even more angry, and in the long run, it will become a vicious circle.

Ying Zijin looked faint and put the scroll in his schoolbag.

No wonder her temper has become bad, it turns out that it is because of the oppression she has suffered in the year she has come to the Ying family.

She's not perverted in her heart, it's okay.

"Zhiwan, gone." Before leaving the classroom, Ying Feifei deliberately raised her voice, "Let's go see your grandfather." ”

Zhong Zhiwan's grandfather, that is, Zhong Manhua's father.

Ying Zijin has an adopted daughter, and she is definitely not qualified to see her.

Zhong Zhiwan's expression changed.

Ying Feifei didn't know, she knew it very well.

Although they haven't met a few times, only twice, Old Man Zhong is very good to Ying Zijin, and almost all of them have passed her.

Thinking of the words in the morning that no one took seriously, Zhong Zhiwan's movements paused, and he glanced at the girl lightly: "Let's go." ”

There is no evening self-study in the elite class, and after school, the students are all learning their own way.

Ying Zijin glanced at the time and was ready to leave.

Before he went out, he was called out, and he was a member of the life committee.

"Ying Zijin, it's your turn to be on duty today, there isn't much garbage on the first day, just wipe the blackboard." He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "In the morning, I saw Lu Fang put a basin full of water on the door, you...... You'd better be careful lately. ”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin bowed slightly: "Thank you." ”

"No, no thanks." The life committee member hurriedly avoided the girl's gaze, a flush appeared on his face, picked up his schoolbag and ran quickly.

Ying Zijin thought about it and decided to send a message to Fu Yunshen first.

After sending WeChat, she rolled up her sleeves, took out a rag from under the podium, and went to the bathroom.

It gets dark early in March, and after a few minutes of going back and forth, it's completely dark outside.

Looking down the hallway, you can see a low-hanging canopy.

The buildings are hidden in the inky clouds that change with the wind, and the long streets are bustling with traffic, and the crowds are like a tidal wave that spreads across the city.

Ying Zijin stood quietly for a while before returning to the classroom.

As soon as she entered, she paused.

The slender man leaned against the window, and thousands of lights were reflected in his light amber pupils, brighter than the stars.

Fu Yunshen heard the footsteps, he straightened up, turned around, and his peach blossom eyes bent: "Die young." ”

Ying Zijin twisted his eyebrows slightly: "Didn't you say that you don't have to wait for me?" ”

He always had a lot of things to do, and there was no need to take care of her all the time.

"It's fine." Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and smiled, "Brother, I've been more idle lately, so I'll accompany you on duty." ”

With that, he took the rag from her hand and skilfully wiped the blackboard.

Ying Zijin was silent for a moment, she sighed, walked to the back, picked up a broom, and began to sweep the floor.

Ten minutes later, the two of them finished cleaning.

Fu Yun flicked the ash on his shirt and squinted his peach blossom eyes: "Well, it's pretty clean, let's go." ”

When I came out, it was already half past seven.

"Let's have a meal." Ying Zijin took out his mobile phone and opened the app, "Then I'll go home." ”

Home refers to the natural dwelling of Wen Fengmian.

Fu Yunshen chuckled: "Listen to you." ”

was searching for a nearby restaurant, and a surprise shout sounded in his ears: "Miss Ying! ”

Ying Zijin turned his head.

"Thorn-"

A black Maybach came to a jerk in front of her, and the passenger window rolled down.

**

At the same time, the road is crossing.

Zhong Manhua had just come out of the Century Center shopping store, and as soon as she called the driver to pick her up, she looked up and saw a girl in a green school uniform standing in front of a car, bending slightly.

Next to it, is the well-known gentleman Fu Yunshen in Shanghai.

Zhong Manhua frowned unhappily, and was about to step forward to take Ying Zijin away.

"Manhua." On the side, Mrs. Mu noticed, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Zhong Manhua immediately retracted his gaze and just wanted to leave quickly.

She didn't want Mrs. Mu to see this scene, and when it got out, it was her Zhong Manhua's daughter who didn't know how to seduce the young master of the Fu family.

However, Mrs. Mu had already looked over.

Zhong Manhua's heart jumped and went to pull her: "Mrs. Mu, let's go first." ”

Mrs. Mu didn't move, she looked at the black Maybach, stunned, a little unable to come back to her senses.

That's like ......

Mu Heqing's special car.