Zhuang Yueli ignored him, his deep dark eyes flashed with a scorching light, and he raised his chin proudly:

"No matter who she is, she's mine." It's the person I fancy and the daughter-in-law of my Zhuang Yue.

Guo Yifeng's eyes flashed, and he nodded in agreement: "Well, you're right, no matter who she is, she is my Guo Yifeng's favorite." ”

Zhuang Yue turned his head, his eyes were as cold as arrows, and his eyebrows were full of ruthlessness when dealing with the enemy: "Are you really planning to rob me?" ”

Guo Yifeng smiled slightly, and the wind was light: "What robbery?" She's not you, I think you're self-inflicted, right? ”

Zhuang Yue thought of the marriage report that had been handed over and approved, and restrained the coldness on his face: "You will soon know who is self-inflicted." ”

The waves between the two men were turbulent, and Yun Qing didn't know that she was wholeheartedly opening her mouth to communicate with someone in English for the first time in the real sense of the word.

In the past, she hid in her room in the dead of night and sang a one-man show alone, or she only dared to chant words softly.

In the past, when she was in a psychiatric hospital, she was able to successfully get through, and she benefited from this.

Those people saw her like she liked to say words to the walls, and liked to grab grass from the ground and stuff it in her mouth, as mentally abnormal.

Wen Hong, an English teacher who has always been gentle, was so excited that her face turned red at the moment: "You are authentic M-style English." ”

Although she went to country Y before, what Lin Zhaodi said was authentic M-style English, that's right, because her teacher also spoke authentic M-style English.

"Lin Zhaodi, where did you learn this? How can it be said so well and so standardly? "When she first talked to her, it really felt like she was talking to a person from country M.

Yun Qing's heart tightened, and he secretly gritted his teeth: "I occasionally heard English songs and short stories on the radio, and I thought this accent was very good, so I pondered it myself." ”

In order to improve students' foreign language skills, the school will play English songs and short stories at noon every day.

Of course, if it was Yunqing in the past, these foreign language songs and stories would be like playing the piano to the cow to her.

Wen Hong was stunned: "English songs and short stories on the radio? ”

Originally, I was thinking about whether there was a very powerful secret teacher behind her, after all, Zhuang Yue's actions just now had already shown that the relationship between the two of them was not shallow.

But I never thought that it would be such an answer.

Several English teachers who craned their necks to listen looked at each other in disbelief.

"Just listened to the English song on the radio station?" So learned?

They are listening every day, and the students are listening to it every day, whether it is the radio station in the town or the radio in the school, they are all listening, why can't they speak English so fluently?

And what Teacher Wen Hong said, authentic M-style English?

The old principal felt that his blood pressure was rising in a straight line, and he was so excited that he held Yun Qing's hand and said incoherently:

"Genius, really genius, classmate, classmate Lin Zhaodi, you must! Be sure to work the exam! If you are admitted to the foreign language department of a prestigious university, your talent in this area is really amazing, and you may be able to study abroad in the future. ”

How honored would it be if their school could produce a student who would go abroad for further study?

Hearing this, Teacher Zhang didn't agree: "I said principal, Lin Zhaodi's math is so good, how can she go to the foreign language department?" Isn't this a waste of national talent? ”

"And we are cultivating talents for the country, not for those foreign people, if this person really goes abroad, wouldn't it be a big loss for the country?"