The school grass is slightly sweet

Chapter 49 Who is Moon in your class
"I'll tell you what you look like..."

In front, Hao Han turned his face to look at the moon with interest, but in the next second, someone was pressed on his face by the zombie-faced Yue with a book, and pushed back hard.

Now she doesn't want to see this shameless person who caused her to break her morals in front of the male god!
"You, you, no matter how beautiful your face is, it has been ruined by your straight and straight masculinity."

Huazhi pinched her face in a funny way, tsk-tsk and laughed.

She didn't know if Yue Yue had been slapped in the face, but Xu Zirong's face was completely swollen this time, and the slap was the 'what are you' that she put down viciously at the end!
Because in all the classes today, such a weird scene happened, vividly telling Xu Zirong, what is the moon——

In the Chinese class, the Chinese teacher who is over half a century old but still in good spirits, after putting down the book, the first thing he did was not to introduce himself, but to ask kindly with his hands on the podium with a smile on his face, "Who is Moon in your class?"

At the corner of the wall, classmate Yue Yue raised her hands in confusion, "Me."

"good very good."

After seeing her, the Chinese teacher nodded with satisfaction and smiled even more happily.

A total of five questions were asked in one class, and three of them were answered by pointing to the moon. After answering, he praised politely, "A strong youth makes China strong!" '

This made the whole class start to wonder whether the moon is the granddaughter of the Chinese teacher.

In English class, the young English teacher with French lambskin on his feet and short curly hair on his head, just put down the brand-new tape recorder in his hand, and said in fluent English, "Who—is—the—moon, please?" Who is classmate Moon)"

The moon seemed to be ready this time, and quickly got up and replied, "I—am (I am)"

Huazhi silently gave her a thumbs up at the bottom of the table, I give full marks to this flattery.

When the English teacher heard Yue Yue's clever answer in English, the smile on his mouth widened a bit, "I—have—heard—of—you. Can—you—be—my—English—representative?" (I heard Can I invite you to be my English department representative)”

"I—think—I—would—love—to, but—it—is—hard—for—me—to—be—a—math—class representative." Math class represents)

The moon said politely but regretfully.

"Oh, what—a—shame!" (Oh, what a shame.)
The English teacher shook her head. Although there was regret in her tone, she looked at her with satisfaction in her eyes.

It is rare for a freshman in high school to be able to catch her American English fluently. Although it is a daily exchange of two sentences, it is enough to show that she has a good foundation.

It's almost the same as the outstanding student Lu Jingyun next door, and it's worthy of being tied for the first place with Mianfeng.

Watching the two of them talking, the whole class was confused, "..." What the hell?

When Yue Yue sat down, Hua Zhi looked at her with a face full of lovelessness, "Why can you understand her so quickly? I..."

Yue Yue smiled and patted her on the shoulder to comfort her, "Usually the listening speed is adjusted to double the speed, and you can understand it too. Don't worry, she speaks so fast on purpose, and the speed of speech should not be so fast normally."

Sure enough, the English teacher then slowed down his speech and introduced himself kindly in standard and pleasant Mandarin.

(End of this chapter)