Chapter 11 A Different Shen Yu
Actually, my memory is not so good, but I have learned all the simple words and phrases in foreign languages, and it is much easier to learn them now.
It was almost a full page before I handed it to him.
"Read it out? Or is it a translation? "His questions always leave me dumbfounded.
In the countryside, very few first-grade elementary school students can know foreign languages, and he actually calmly asked me whether I could read them or translate them.
"All ......"
"All of them?" He interrupted me, then tore off a piece of paper and began to write a translation.
"I'll read it to you later."
What does it mean to read to me, I silently complained in my heart, I started to be cool at such a young age, what I meant to say was okay!
I suddenly found out that Shen Yu, whom I had known for ten years, should have never known him.
My relationship with Shen Yu has always been lukewarm, but he doesn't have any friends, so it seems that our friendship is very deep.
If the friendship is really deep, how can it be that he broke off contact after high school, and how can I still learn about him from others.
Shen Yu writes very quickly and sloppily, and I guess what he wrote based on the Chinese translation I know.
"You're a word... It's really elegant, and it's really like a person. "I'm not saying he's sloppy, just that the casual attitude is very similar to his own.
In fact, Shen Yuchang is very good-looking, but his temperament is dull and unnoticeable, so he broke the seal when he was in high school and became a school grass.
"Am I that ugly?" Shen Yu asked me very seriously.
I was speechless for a moment, but he knew that his words were ugly.
Before I could explain, several people entered the classroom one after another. There were no clocks in the classrooms, but I predicted that it would be time to get ready.
"You're not in class?" Only then did I realize that Shen Yu seemed to be very idle, and he had been dangling in front of me today.
"I'm on leave today." He replied as a matter of course.
But I seem to remember that today is the first day of school. Of course, I didn't ask if people were willing to take time off.
"I'll go first, see you tomorrow." He tidied up my desk and took the piece of paper I had written all over the foreign language.
"See you tomorrow." I replied in a ghostly way.
"Xiao Jin, new classmate?" Liang Zixuan was the closest to me, so he was the first to ask.
Then the rest of the class looked at me in unison.
"I don't know him, no, I just met him." I can't seem to explain Shen Yu to them.
Luckily, when the bell rang and they stopped asking, I was relieved.
Elementary school students are the most nonsense, it's a hundred thousand whys, but by the end of class, it's almost over.
In the afternoon, it was Chang Zuosheng's math class, he was a very strict teacher, and he liked to physically punish students, but the quality of teaching was really not to be said.
I can't say I hated him, but I definitely don't like him, but after the second grade, he retired.
I hurt my right hand during the summer vacation, and I don't know exactly what happened, but when I saw him later, it was not below the wrist.
I sighed softly, maybe, maybe I could find a way to save his right hand.
I hated the primary school timetable the most, half a day of Chinese and half a day of math, and I was almost driven crazy.
Chang Zuosheng taught a lesson on addition and subtraction within a hundred, and I memorized a class of foreign language compositions in my heart.
Next is the teacher's usual method, fifty arithmetic problems.
I still can't do it blatantly in math class, so I can only press a few pieces of paper and draw my design draft as if it were a calculation.
I don't know how the design draft I sent out, the current communication is too underdeveloped, I estimate that I have to wait for half a month.
After drawing for a while, I was a little self-indulgent, and I couldn't feel the paper pressed underneath, so I looked up at the teacher who was napping, and decided to take a risk.
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