"You know how to eat, even if he is cold-blooded, but I am helping him, to be precise, I should be regarded as his savior, he kicked me out, isn't it like the story of the farmer and the snake." Xue Qing'er lay disapprenantly on the entire row of iron railings in front of the dormitory, looking at the circular lawn in a daze.

"Yes, one is cold-blooded, the other is self-righteous, you two are really a bit of a match!" Wan Xinnu pursed her mouth and spun around in place.

"Who do you think is self-righteous?" Xue Qing'er pretended to be angry and looked at Wan Xin, and as soon as Wan Xin raised her hand, she saw Hu Cancan walking towards the dormitory with a sullen face.

"What's wrong with her?" Wan Xin whispered.

Xue Qing'er was silent.

When Hu Cancan came to college, she didn't seem to know what she was thinking every day, and she always liked to chase after Li Chengbin, but she should understand very well that Li Chengbin would not look at her at all.

Time is like a gear that keeps crushing the past, the high school years have passed, and the college years have passed through life at some point. Xue Qing'er sighed, but heard a burst of singing coming from Wan Xin.

Wan Xin is holding an MP3 with music in it, which is Liang Jingru's courage.

The familiar melody and beautiful voice made Xue Qing'er fall into contemplation for a long time.

Recently, a national English speech contest was held, and Xue Qing'er and Wan Xin both signed up.

Wan Xin is enrolled as a non-English major, and Xue Qinger is a major.

The two of them prepared the manuscript together, however, because Xue Qing'er's family was relatively poor in high school, she had been less exposed to English hearing, resulting in her speaking being a little poor.

She had tried to imitate the pronunciation of the tape, but she still couldn't pronounce it.

In the canteen in the East District, Xue Qing'er anxiously asked Wan Xin for help: "My spoken pronunciation is so poor, what should I do, I have no problem with the draft, but if I want to give a speech, I am still very afraid!" ”

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you practice! I'm going to talk to you every day! Wan Xin comforted, while holding a chopstick of braised pork into her mouth, the melt-in-your-mouth taste made her very satisfied.

But Wan Xin is a Japanese major after all, in fact, her spoken language is like that, often two people talk in English, one person says a word, the latter cannot be expressed, and it is said in Chinese.

"It's not okay to go on like this, the spoken English is practiced with you, it has a taste of Japanese, no, absolutely not......" Xue Qing'er felt that both of them needed to ask someone for help.

"Uh, that, indeed...... After all, we are all Chinese, where will we speak that foreigner all of a sudden, I still learn Japanese so hard here! ”

The two of them were under the big tree outside the dormitory door, one sighed, and the other sighed.

At this moment, a girl was walking towards them, her slightly curly hair showing a playful look.

is a French department flower, Li Chengbin's long-term rumored girlfriend Zhai Meng.

Her fair skin reflected in the sun.

There are two small dimples under the sweet smile.

"Hello!" She greeted Xue Qing'er.

Wan Xin's jaw dropped in shock. "Hello!" Because of the angle, she was greeting the two of them, and Wan Xin returned the salute with Xue Qing'er.

"Well, I'm going to Justin, a foreign teacher, do you want to go together?" Justin is Xue Qing'er's foreign language teacher, and she only sees him during class on weekdays, but she just listens to him in class, and there is no other communication after class.

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