Chapter Seventy-Three: Dictation of Words
"Class!"
"Hello teacher!"
The English teacher wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and there was no expression on her fleshy face, and she said a terrible thing in a gentle voice, "Today we will first mention the words and take out a piece of paper." β
When Su Huan heard this, he felt that his death was approaching. There had never been a word that could impress her head.
She slowly took out a notebook, then tore a piece of paper, waited with a black pen, and wondered whether to take the English book as a cushion, so that the teacher could open and copy two words when he was not paying attention.
"Su Huan, give me your English book." The English teacher began to search for English books in the class, mainly because she did not bring them.
Su Huan handed it over slowly, thinking, it's over, it's over!
"Alright! Here we go! The English teacher reminded them, "It's hard for me to write vertically and horizontally." β
Su Huan lowered his head, held the pen in his hand, and sat in a preparatory position. Then, in the next second, she heard the teacher spit out a string of standard and fluent English. She thought, ah! The teacher's English pronunciation is really good, and she deserves to be an English teacher in No. 1 Middle School.
Then quickly mark a circle one, go to the second line and wait for the next word.
Until the end, she didn't know a single one, she didn't write anything, and finally made up a few words that seemed to be this unit and wrote them down.
You can't be in space, can you? Su Huan comforted in his heart.
"Hurry up and hand it in, don't write it!" The English teacher urged.
Su Huan misses Chu Xi very much now, and has already written a book for himself in his heart, called "My Life After the Big Guy Leaves".
Alas, if Chu Xi is here, she can still have a few more! Alas, if Chu Xi is here, she ...... Forget it, it's all fantasy!
Soon, a pile of paper was handed over from behind, Su Huan flipped through it, saw Li Airan's dictation paper, and copied several more while the teacher was not paying attention. It's finally not so empty.
Then he sandwiched his own in that stack and handed it to Shan Zichen.
In the end, the nine stacks of paper were exchanged by the teacher and sent them down.
"Everyone pass it back, take a piece of paper for yourself, and give the rest to the students in the back."
After a while, when I saw that everyone was holding the paper in their hands, they said, "Okay, the students who got the paper can start to change it." β
Su Huan's scalp was numb. How do you change this? How do I know which word should be in which place? (βoβ)οΌ
In the end, in desperation, she took the red pen and looked back for a while to see how they had changed, and then to look at Wang Yilin who was separated by a galaxy.
In the end, Wang Yilin changed it and let her borrow it for "sightseeing".
What Su Huan was holding in her hand was Yin Li's, she spoke English very well, and after Su Huan corrected it, she found that she was only three wrong.
"Alright!" The English teacher, who was wearing a long black down jacket, clapped his hands twice, trying to attract the attention of his classmates, "Is it finished?" β
She glanced around and found that she had basically put down her red pen, so she began to ask, "Come, I'll count it, it's all right," she stopped, looked around, and found that only one classmate raised his hand, "Whose are you holding?" β
"Lu Yun's resignation"
"Well, okay, then, the wrong one,"
This time, he raised a small hand.
"Two,"
Raised more small hands.
"Within five,"
"Within ten,"
After the count, the teacher clapped his hands again, with a hint of dust.
"Okay, get it wrong within five, get it wrong five times for a word, get it wrong within ten, ten times, within twenty, twenty times. and if there are more than twenty, they shall be counted as twenty. Alright, let's get started! β
Su Huan was so frightened that he had no intention of going to class, so how many times did he have to copy it! Suddenly I felt a little loveless.
The classmate over there quietly handed her a piece of paper, which was her word dictation.
There is a row of slashes on the top, and finally I commented with a red pen, you don't hit this word!
Su Huan looked at the wrong number, a little painful, 19.
At first glance, the comment was written by Feng Jing, and the font was a little naΓ―ve and stereotyped.
After class, Su Huan was no longer interested in making up for sleep, and kept writing hard, twenty times a time, a total of nineteen, not much, only three hundred and eighty.
Su Huan's heart is bitter! I feel that the bitter gourd is not as bitter as her.
She hadn't finished copying it until she had to go for a run between classes, and she felt that there must be these historical reasons why she didn't like English.
When he went to run and exercise between classes, Su Huan happened to meet Chu Xi who came out of class 15, looked at Chu Xi with tears in his eyes, and said pitifully: "Ahhhh I miss you so much! Since you're gone, my English word dictation has been typed back to the original. β
Chu Xi chuckled lightly and said earnestly, "So you have to work hard!" Otherwise, I have to copy so many copies every time, how tiring it is! β
Su Huan nodded in agreement.
The entire teaching building was full of people, and Su Huan felt that he didn't take the initiative to go downstairs, but was squeezed down.
The sharp-eyed Chu Xi saw a boy in a black down jacket walking forward, and the skin on his face was white and glowing. Chu Xi patted her, "Look, is it your crush?" β
Su Huan was stunned, "What crush?" β
She looked in the direction of Chu Xi's finger and saw the boy who was drifting away. She smiled, "It's not a crush!" I just think he is very distinctive, very white, I think he can make a person with a blind face remember at first sight, very powerful. β
Chu Xi sighed slightly, this girl probably hasn't opened her mind!
"I'm not handsome!" Chu Xi asked her.
"Uh......" Su Huan glanced at him quietly, and saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, so he said the truth boldly with confidence, "I think you look average." β
After speaking, she was afraid of hurting Chu Xi's self-esteem, and added, "Actually, I think the stars everyone chases are also very average." β
Chu Xi: "......"
He sighed again and said helplessly, "Look at how many girls around you are staring at you." β
Su Huan looked around, "It seems, it's a lot" She swallowed a little hard, feeling that their eyes were very strange, there was a kind of ...... Murderous.
Seeing that she was suddenly frightened like a quail, Chu Xi smiled, "Let's go!" Don't look at it, look at you, you're scared in just a few minutes, I've been staring like this for many days. If it weren't for the fact that I love to study so much that they can't find time to stuff me with love letters, my table will probably be full these days. β
Su Huan pondered, are you sure that the eyes I see are the same as what you see?