We ordinary people also need to fall in love.

"Chen Qiuhe".

"Hmm? What's wrong? Did you make a lot of mistakes?"

Li Mubai is correcting her spelling.

"No, I meant you were going to form an all-female debate team, right? There's a girl who wants to join, but she's from another class."

"Who?" Chen Qiuhe immediately became alert.

You probably don't know him.

If they knew each other, then Chen Qiuhe must have heard it from Deng Yi.

"How am I supposed to know if I know someone if you don't tell me?"

"Do you know the new transfer student?" Li Mubai asked.

"I don't know her." Chen Qiuhe hissed, then recalled for a moment, before a look of realization dawned on her. "Oh! Your childhood sweetheart!"

This was Chen Qiuhe's deduction. If their parents knew each other, then they were childhood sweethearts, weren't they? She had even said she wanted to condemn Li Mubai, but she had forgotten all about it.

"What childhood sweetheart? Don't talk nonsense, I'm not even familiar with her."

"Have you ever been betrothed as children? I used to read novels where people were betrothed at a very young age, but the two sides never even met."

No, I don't think so.

How could Li's parents possibly arrange a marriage for him when he was a child? They usually wouldn't hide anything from him, and besides, Li Mubai was already in the third grade of elementary school when he met Aunt Lan.

"Look at you, you're not even sure yourself," Chen Qiuhe said, slightly annoyed.

"You don't understand. I just like to leave myself some room for maneuver when I speak."

Don't make any absolute statements, what if you're proven wrong?

"So, is it okay or not? It's alright if it doesn't work," Li Mubai asked again.

Chen Qiuhe rested her chin on her hand, deep in thought.

"Alright, you're pretty good. You memorized thirty-four words in half a day." Li Mubai handed the dictation book back to her.

Chen Qiuhe hummed twice, having shortened her lunch break in order to study.

"Did Xie Shu agree?" she asked.

"Agreed."

"Okay then, what's her name? I'll register her tomorrow."

Hehe, Chen Qiuhe wanted to see what kind of monsters they were. Anyway, like Xie Shu, she didn't really care that much about the debate competition. She still needed to seize the time to study!

Her name is Lan Shiyu.

Hey! Her name is quite nice, even more like a liberal arts student than Chen Qiuhe.

"How did you register?" Li Mubai asked curiously.

"Go sign up for the debate club! The poster says they'll be waiting for us there after lunch until before evening self-study."

"Oh, do you need me and the class monitor to go together?"

"No need," Chen Qiuhe suddenly said with a mischievous smile. "You and your class monitor should focus on your studies."

"Isn't he your class monitor too?" Li Mubai retorted.

"No, it's your class monitor."

"Where did this Yida GG come from?" Li Mubai was about to retort when he heard Xie Shu's voice:

"What are you talking about?"

Uh—Li Mubai's eyes darted around, unsure how to explain.

"Should we call Li Mubai the class monitor or the vice class monitor?" Chen Qiuhe tried to explain.

"Just call him Li Mubai," Xie Shu said softly.

Indeed, he didn't feel like he was the vice class monitor; he was more like the dormitory head.

"Did you hear that? Unlike someone who keeps calling me 'class monitor' all the time." Chen Qiuhe shrugged.

One thing at a time, he called her class monitor to show his politeness, and calling her by her name to her face was too embarrassing for him.

Xie Shu chuckled lightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with what Chen Qiuhe said.

"Take out your English elective course 2, turn to page 50, and we'll finish this lesson tonight."

Standing on the podium, Teacher Li counted the number of students in each group and then said:

"There are exactly seven people in each group. Let's start by reading in a train. The first person reads the beginning up to 'giving first aid'... and the last two people finish the last two paragraphs."

Playing train, it seems like we've been doing this classroom activity from elementary school all the way to high school, and it's always been a surefire success.

Teacher Li scanned the classroom, then suddenly remembered something and said:

"The second group will try first."

The second group... isn't that their group? Sure enough, fame brings trouble. Although he's not famous, he's just someone who has a bit of a presence with Teacher Li.

"The skin is an essential..." The first girl stood up and began to read the text aloud. The girls in the humanities class generally had better English skills, and there were basically no cases where they didn't know the words or couldn't read them.

……

"First-degree burns..." It was Xie Shu's turn.

After Xie Shu finished reading, she sat down. Teacher Li turned her attention to the boy behind her and asked expectantly:

"Good, Li Mubai, give it a try."

"With choking victims...one another's welfare."

Fortunately, he didn't learn "mute English." In addition to using the E-Listening Middle School app every weekend to complete his school's listening and reading assignments, he would also read the words aloud when memorizing them.

While I can't achieve the same level of precision as Xie Shu, it's perfectly adequate for handling high school textbooks.

"Not bad." Teacher Li gave a brief comment, then called on another group before starting the lesson.

"Wow! Xie Shu, how did you practice your pronunciation? It's so standard!" Chen Qiuhe asked curiously during the break.

"I practiced British pronunciation, so my method might not work for you."

Li Mubai couldn't tell the difference between British and American pronunciation, but his teachers said that the listening comprehension exercises seemed to be in American pronunciation, and the school textbooks were also somewhat American in style.

"Aren't all our listening audio recordings American? Xie Shu, why did you think of practicing British audio?" Chen Qiuhe asked, voicing the question that had been on Li Mubai's mind.

"I used to practice that."

Before? This word is rather vague. High school could be considered before, as could junior high and elementary school, but Xie Shu always only touches on his past briefly.

"Li Mubai, Teacher Li wants to see you in his office," a student called out.

There were other English teachers in the office besides Mr. Li; there were teachers from other classes as well. Li Mubai even saw the teacher who taught their class in the first year of high school.

However, the other party clearly didn't remember him, only glancing at him before looking away and continuing with their work.

"Li Mubai, how's your English learning going?"

"Teacher, these are the dictation notebook and the error notebook."

Li Mubai handed the two notebooks to Teacher Li, who casually flipped through a few pages and then randomly tested him on a few words, which Li Mubai could recite from memory.

"That's good. I expect your English will improve in this monthly exam," Teacher Li praised. She paused for a moment, then changed the subject, "But you can't just memorize vocabulary. Vocabulary is only the foundation. You also need to apply it to reading and writing questions."

"Okay, teacher, we plan to practice writing next."

"I've read your essay, and there's definitely a lot of room for improvement." Teacher Li pondered for a moment, then asked, "Will Xie Shu still be teaching you?"

"Yes." With a clear conscience, Li Mubai answered directly.

"Hmm—let's see how the exam results go." Teacher Li paused for a moment. "You can learn more from Xie Shu. She has studied English with a foreign teacher and got a 7 on the IELTS."

"OK."

Li Mubai nodded calmly. There are two types of people who are not greatly affected by the outstanding performance of others: one is that they are already very good, and the other is that they are like a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.

Of course, he belongs to the latter category. He only knows that IELTS and TOEFL are very impressive, but he doesn't know what a score of 7 means. It should sound pretty good, right?

Li Mubai was sent back, leaving only the teachers in the office.

"Hey, Ms. Li! Did Xie Shu really get a score of 7 or higher on her IELTS test?" a teacher gossiped.

"Yes, I talked to her about her situation when she first entered the second year of high school. She scored 7.5 points."

"That's impressive. You got 7.5 in your second year of high school. I didn't get that score until my senior year of college," the teacher exclaimed in surprise.

"Maybe they're preparing to study abroad," one teacher joked.

"If it's IELTS... then I'd probably go to the UK."