Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Under the watchful eyes of Teacher He, Ah Qiang struggled for a long time, finally picked up the pen and tried to write the first number Zero.

He felt that the pen in his hand was like a wild horse running wild, completely out of control.

He Jiaoxi stared at the talisman on the paper, and was speechless for a long time. After a while, she praised insincerely: "It's the first time I wrote it like this, it's already very good, keep working hard."

He Jiaoxi walked to the podium again, and after two steps, she subconsciously killed a carbine, and saw at a glance that the pen in Ah Qiang's hand had been put down.

He Jiaoxi took strides and walked up to Aqiang again. His voice was not loud, but his words were like a hammer, hammering on Aqiang's heart: "You can speak Chinese, but you can't write. You are illiterate. Is it the same for English?"

A Qiang was shocked, and slowly raised his head, his young face was full of seriousness, "You are right, Teacher He, I will practice seriously!"

He Jiao was stunned for a moment. In the past, Ah Qiang either had a simple and honest face or a bright smile. This was the first time she saw him look so serious.

He Jiao suddenly discovered that the young man in front of her had sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, so, he was quite handsome!
She blushed slightly, and said softly: "It's nothing, as long as you are willing to work hard."

After speaking, He Jiao turned around and strode towards the podium.

"Okay, everyone has almost learned it, let's continue, eleven is eleven, twelve is twelve, thirteen is thirteen—"

While she was talking and writing, the students in the audience were dumbfounded, and someone called out: "Professor He, this is too complicated!"

"Exactly! Our Chinese is simple and convenient!"

He taught chalk, turned half of his body, raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, it's not difficult. Take a look, isn't it just changing the basic numbers you just learned and adding a teen?"

She continued: "fourteen, fifteen, sixteen—"

He wrote the number 19 in one breath: "nineteen...Look, isn't it much simpler later?"

Professor He raised his head and looked at the students. Most of them looked blank. Only Ah Qiang nodded affirmatively when he met her eyes.

He Jiao secretly sighed in her heart. She had always known that most of the students who came to the night school to study had poor foundation and didn't like to study very much.

It was only after teaching that it was worse than she expected.

When she met a good student, she couldn't help feeling sorry: she had to match the learning ability of most of the students, and excellent students would inevitably be delayed.

He Jiao lost interest immediately, she knew that tonight, students, if they can learn from 0 to 19, it is already very good.

He Jiao threw the chalk directly at the chalk box, and announced: "Today, I will learn these nineteen numbers. Whoever can learn it and write it silently in front of me will be able to leave school early."

The students were not at all happy, and practiced one by one with sad faces.

He Jiao's eyes fell on A Qiang, but the latter didn't notice her at all, just looked at the blackboard intently, took a look, and then wrote something on the paper.

A Jiao stared at him, her feet moved unknowingly, and she walked to A Qiang's side unknowingly.

He lowered his head and looked at the letters that Aqiang copied on the paper. From the beginning when he was drunk and lying on the street, to when he was half drunk, he walked staggeringly——

It's an improvement... right?

One concentrates on writing, the other reads carefully, unconsciously, it was the end of get out of class time, or other students called her, and He Jiao just woke up like a dream.

Ah Qiang also realized belatedly that He Jiao had been standing beside him for an indeterminately long time.

He Jiao rubbed her sore neck, "Okay, get out of class is over."

After a pause, she made up for all the students who were eager to return: "Everyone, go back and practice these 19 numbers carefully, and check them before class tomorrow."

Howling all over the place.

Song Huanxi paused, and looked at the half chapter just finished with satisfaction: using the second child as the prototype, writing a scumbag, it was really successful.

She yawned, thought for a while, and spread the manuscript paper on the table without putting it away.

Wait until the second child gets up early tomorrow to see, and see how she reacts.

Thinking of this, Song Huanxi's mood immediately brightened, and she went to bed humming softly.

……

A good night's sleep, I woke up naturally when I fell asleep.

Sleeping well and feeling good, Song Huanxi came to the table in good spirits first, and glanced at the manuscript paper on the table, tsk, although the placement has not changed, it has obviously been passive——

A piece of hair she had put on the paper had disappeared.

Song Huanxi knew what was in her mind, and she was not in a hurry to tease the second child, she washed slowly, and when she finished washing, the second child had already prepared breakfast and put it on the table.

Preserved egg and lean meat porridge with refueled sticks and side dishes, now at home, I can eat it completely.

Song Huanxi picked up the bowl, took a sip of porridge, and asked casually, "Ah Yun, did you read the new chapter I wrote yesterday?"

A Yun's eyes dodged, and she said with an awkward smile: "No, I started cooking early in the morning, and went to buy deep-fried dough sticks, so I don't have time to read it!"

Song Huanxi smiled slightly: "I just wrote yesterday that Mr. He teaches students English numbers. You should have learned it a long time ago, right?"

"After dinner, read it to me, and I'll see if your pronunciation is standard."

Song Huanyun: "?!"

Excuse me?

Really 3q!
In the past, when the three siblings ate, Ayun was always the fastest and Wenzai the slowest.

Ah Yun is fast because of her haste.

Wen Zai is slow, because he wants to eat more, and if he eats more, he will be praised by his sister.

Today, Ah Yun became the slowest one, dragging it until school time.

Song Huanxi was angry and funny at the same time, and the second child's scumbag attributes would never let her down.

Song Huanxi immediately let go: "Okay, let's finish eating and go to school quickly! I'll brush the bowls after school!"

The second child cheered, swept the bottom of the bowl twice, grabbed the schoolbag with one hand, grabbed the younger brother's wrist with the other, and rushed out the door——

I'm afraid that in a second at night, I will be left behind by my black-hearted sister!

Song Huanxi watched his second child go away on a gallop, and even forgot to say goodbye to his father, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

She walked slowly to her father's memorial tablet, picked up the incense, lit it, and said goodbye, muttering: "Dad, it's me! The second child didn't offer you incense today. Don't blame her. I will help her more." Last one, you have to bless her to pass the quiz!"

Well, it doesn't matter whether you pass or fail, as long as there is a quiz in class, it will be fine.

"Wen Zai was taken away by the second child. He is very good. Dad, you should protect him more. He should be healthy and happy!"

After Song Huanxi made a serious wish, he checked that the time was almost up, and he cleaned the dishes before going to work.

Today's Mr. Driver is still gossiping, "Do you know that a female student has been refrigerated!"

"I heard that she rejected Boss Six, and Boss Six became furious. All the trainees in the training class have performances, but she is the only one who doesn't!"

Song Huanxi: "..."

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