Next, the daily teaching began, and Ah Scar spoke awkward English over and over again, and when it came to Ah Dao's mouth, it was even more awkward.

Hearing this, Song Huanxi frowned, and finally couldn't help but correct them: "It's beautiful, clever and kind, it's not Pitford, you can come to the nest, and you can see it!" ”

The two young bodyguards fell silent at the same time.

After a few moments, Scar's voice sounded softly: "Beautiful, Clever and Kind—"

Song Huanxi nodded without looking back, but he really had a bit of the style of a teacher.

Her right hand, which was behind her back, raised and pointed at Ah Dao with unmistakable accuracy, and the latter suddenly sensed Alexander, who hesitated for a moment, and said tentatively: "Don't rely on me, look at you!" ”

Song Huanxi: "......"

Go home! Child! Tuition fees are refunded to you!

Next, it was a teaching and learning time, and every sentence of English in it, Song Huanxi repeated it one by one, and Ah Scar learned it seriously, and it seemed to look like it when he repeated it a few times.

As for the scumbag knife -

Consciously quiet.

In order to let Ah Scar learn more, Song Huanxi deliberately slowed down his pace, and it usually took twice as long to get home.

Standing at the top of the stairs, a sincere voice of thanks came from behind him: "Thank you, little sir." ”

Song Huanxi waved his hand without looking back, and went upstairs, but a thought suddenly came to his heart: Guo Yunchen taught her words, and she taught Ah Scar English, so are these two considered brothers in the same class?

Song Huanxi smiled dumbly, she really saw a lot of martial arts serialized in the newspaper-

went upstairs and returned home, the second sister couldn't wait to sleep first, and the younger brother also slept.

There were two letters on the table!

Song Huanxi's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked up the letter, one from the Rongchang company where the wine was not happy, and the other was from the Rongchang company where the address was left.

If it was before, looking at the handwriting, she would think that it was Mr. Ugly Character, but now, Song Huanxi already knows that Mr. Ugly Character is Guo Hansang!

Then, whose hand is the second letter, it is already ready to come out!

Song Huanxi was entangled for a moment, and reluctantly put down Guo Hansen's letter.

The good stuff should be saved for the last to eat-

She thought so, so she was at ease, and couldn't wait to open the letter without drinking or happy:

"Miss Smile, hello.

Congratulations first, I am very happy for you.

It's just that I don't read it at first because I have a lot of English and I don't read it.

Later, in the ballroom, there is a project to entertain the guests, which is to read the newspaper.

I just read Gillian and Ah Qiang of Xiaoyou.

The young people who read the newspaper are very good at reading stories, and they are full of emotions and emotions, which makes me unconsciously immersed in them.

After that, the guests just asked to reread it over and over again.

Gradually, all the flesh and blood of the story were removed, and only English remained.

With my dullness, after listening to it several times, I was able to read it along.

At the peak, all the guests shouted in unison, and it was even difficult to hear their own voices.

I felt the enthusiasm of the crowd, and suddenly realized that there is only one reason why you are so popular—"

Song Huanxi's pretty face, from a shallow smile, to gradually serious, when she arrived here, she was even more attentive and looked at it with all her attention.

"That is, your text can make everyone learn something!

The ancients have long said that the so-called words have something to say!

I'm ashamed, after figuring this out, I have to admit that I'm not as good as you!

Mine, there is passion, there is conspiracy, beauty and chivalry, all traces can be found, but after reading the book, who will remember what Ping's traces of heroes!

Yours is different, for example—

Bye. ”

Song Huanxi read the letter over and over again in disbelief, this is goodbye?

Song Huanxi was dumbfounded, couldn't help but read it again, and saw the guests cheering in unison, Song Huanxi couldn't wait to be there and see the grand occasion at that time!

Reading the opinions of no wine and no joy, Song Huanxi is quite surprised, where is she so good!

Writing and learning English is just based on Brother Asheng's personal experience, so what is the idea of letting people follow along!

Song Huanxi read the letter again, then spread out the pen and paper, and wrote a reply carefully:

"Thank you for your order!

I thought that Gillian and Ah Qiang were not as good as Mr. said, and as for Mr., there was no need to be presumptuous.

Regardless of whether the cat is white or black, it is a good cat if it can catch a mouse.

No matter what, it's fun to read, and it's good to feel relieved after reading it.

In a few years, I believe everyone will remember the amorous swordsman Ruthless Sword, as for Gillian and Ah Qiang—"

Song Huanxi thought of the wonton shop, and the old customers said the wrong title one after another, smiled self-deprecatingly, and wrote:

"Maybe it's Ah Zhen and Ah Qiang! Ah Hua and Ah Hua, Ah Gui and Ah Long! ”

Song Huanxi Next, he used the method of dragging ink, the tip of the pen stood on the paper, swiped downward, and directly dragged the ink from the first page to the top of the second page, and then wrote the last sentence:

"Sir, don't flip through the newspaper, don't look at the front page, may I ask, what is the name of my book?"

After writing, she only felt that she had a sufficient response to the goodbye without alcohol and joy, and her mind was instantly clear.

Satisfied, he wrote the address of no wine and no joy on the envelope, and after sealing the letter, Song Huanxi stretched again, and out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly swept another letter on the table.

She froze—

It seems that Guo Hansang has been completely forgotten!

Song Huanxi felt a little guilty in her heart, carefully picked up Guo Hansang's letter, carefully opened it, and read it:

"Hello, Mr. Hongchen!

I haven't received your manuscript for many days, but I didn't expect to read your masterpiece in Ming Pao.

I'm very happy for you, and I hope there will be more excellent works in the future. ”

Song Huanxi: "......"

Sure enough, she shouldn't have expected anything.

She didn't even bother to go back.

After thinking about it, he picked up the letter in the end, saw that only half of the letter was written, picked up the pen, and wrote it again without missing a word.

This time, she took out her ten success powers, and all the words were like light and elegant sword immortals, as if she wanted to ride the wind and go back, wanting to test the long blade with the stars!

When he arrived, he compared the somewhat good-looking words that Guo Hansang had already written.

is not like Xi Shi and Dong Shi, but more like a palace maid who does not apply powder, and a concubine who dresses up.

Song Huanxi looked at the words of the two with satisfaction, and added a sentence in the only remaining blank space at the end of the letter:

The letter must be written so that no paper is wasted!

sealed the letter again, and Song Huanxi went to bed satisfied.

Wen Tsai was sleepy, and when he heard the movement, he opened his eyes with great difficulty, and saw that it was his sister, so he finally fell asleep with peace of mind.

Early the next morning, Song Huanxi was woken up by the screams of the second child.

She frowned and opened her eyes, and saw that the second child's big pie face was almost attached to her face, but fortunately her nose was high enough-

Without waiting for Song Huanxi to scold, Ah Yun grabbed a few pages of her drafts in her hand, and opened her mouth with shining eyes to verify: "Is this me?" Is it?! ”

Okay, what is the name of the heroine written? Don't read the text, write the answer in the book review section!