Chapter 20 Homework

"Enter."

Jiang Cheng pushed the door open and saw three people inside.

Teacher Lu, Principal Wang, and an unfamiliar young man with a square face.

Teacher Lu's bad face looked better after seeing Jiang Cheng.

"Very punctual, sit here and we will have class."

"Yes, teacher."

After greeting Principal Wang, Jiang Cheng sat opposite Teacher Lu, not asking any questions and listening to the class attentively.

The square-faced young man standing aside always had an unconvinced look in his eyes.

"Get out if you dare to talk."

After hearing what Teacher Lu said, the man swallowed back what he wanted to say and sat there in silence.

Principal Wang wanted to smooth things over, but was so frightened by Teacher Lu's look that he dared not speak.

After what happened to Jiang Cheng yesterday, he has been very curious and also a little expectant.

Teacher Lu has always hoped to cultivate talented translators and make a contribution to the current difficult situation facing our motherland.

But can Jiang Cheng really do it?

He had never seen a student smarter than Zhao Chengde.

Principal Wang glanced at Zhao Chengde, who was fidgeting with emotion written all over his face.

Putting aside his language talent, Zhao Chengde's character is not even a little bit inferior to Jiang Cheng's.

Class begins.

Principal Wang felt sleepy after listening to this.

Who does nothing but read the text in class?

Not really. It seems that I also talked about pronunciation techniques and spelling methods.

But isn’t this speed too fast?

Is it useful to just read it hastily?

Or has Mr. Lu’s teaching ability declined?

The class started at 5:10 and ended at 6:50, when Teacher Lu stopped.

"Jiang Cheng, page 37 of the book."

Jiang Cheng immediately understood that Teacher Lu had given her the opportunity to show off! !

She was so shocked that she stood up, which scared the drowsy Principal Wang.

"Don't fight!"

“###&&&&####…”

Jiang Cheng spoke Russian with standard and fluent pronunciation.

Teacher Lu smiled fleetingly. This kind of tacit understanding that did not need to be expressed explicitly made people feel happy.

Teacher Lu placed the textbook on the desk and said calmly but pretentiously, "Pick a page yourself. As long as you pick it, Jiang Cheng will be able to do it."

"Oh - by the way, this is her second time taking Russian lessons. She couldn't speak a word before."

Teacher Lu leaned back in his chair, feeling as refreshed as if he had eaten an ice watermelon in the dog days of summer.

She began to understand Jiang Cheng's feeling of "bragging" a little bit.

The tool man Jiang Cheng consciously sped up and finished the content of page 37.

She pretended to look at her wrist.

"Six more minutes."

"Student Jiang Cheng, there is no watch on your wrist."

Jiang Cheng tilted her head and was still very friendly towards the big boss of the night school.

"Principal Wang, time is in my heart."

Principal Wang: “.”

"Page forty-three."

Zhao Chengde held the book tightly and stared at it intently. Jiang Cheng didn't waste a second and started talking.

All correct!

All correct again!

"Page twenty-three."

"Sorry, I have to go to class."

Jiang Cheng picked up his schoolbag and bowed to thank Teacher Lu.

"Teacher Lu, I'll come back tomorrow."

"It's still a little off. Principal Wang even fell asleep while listening."

"Teacher is right, I will go back and continue to work hard."

Principal Wang: "Teacher Lu, I'm here."

"so?"

Teacher Lu asked back, and Principal Wang smiled and said, "I just exist for a while."

Jiang Cheng smiled secretly and went back to the classroom on time for class.

In the office, Principal Wang asked anxiously:

"Teacher Lu, Jiang Cheng wouldn't have memorized it in advance, right?" Teacher Lu asked instead, "What good would that do her? Am I only going to teach one book? Can she predict every book I teach in advance?"

Principal Wang was at a loss for words, indeed.

Teacher Lu turned around and looked at Zhao Chengde who was unwilling to believe it.

"The bell rang."

Zhao Chengde came back to his senses and returned to Class 1 without saying a word. Jiang Cheng was in Class 2.

Principal Wang asked worriedly:

"Nothing can happen, right? He's a good candidate anyway."

"He lacks stability, so it's his luck that Jiang Cheng can teach him a lesson."

Principal Wang was surprised. Does Jiang Cheng hold such a high position in Teacher Lu's heart?

*

Advanced Study Class 2, Mathematics class.

Jiang Cheng, who lives next door to the teacher, is asking the simplest question, a linear equation.

Mathematics teacher Mr. Yu is young and ambitious. He answered Jiang Cheng's questions patiently.

The students who were discouraged by Jiang Cheng yesterday regained their confidence when they saw Jiang Cheng asking such a simple question.

! .

It seems that it is true that Jiang Cheng did not graduate from elementary school.

He Dan was so happy that he almost went crazy.

Also happy was Sun Jiandong, who made a bet with Jiang Cheng.

Russian is just one subject, but there are many others, and the ranking depends on the total score.

Sun Jiandong can already see himself winning.

While he was daydreaming, Jiang Cheng was still raising his hand to ask questions.

Each question is more difficult than the previous one. The progress is visible to the naked eye and I have made great strides forward.

When the math class was over, Jiang Cheng handed a few sheets of paper filled with questions to Teacher Yu.

"Teacher Yu, although my foundation is poor, I can't hold the group back, and I don't want to embarrass our night school, so can you help me solve these questions?"

Teacher Yu naturally agreed. He walked out of the classroom with three pieces of paper and stopped at the door of the office.

“Is this… a homework assignment?

An illusion, right?

An hour later, the geography teacher who taught the second advanced class came back with four sheets of paper.

The two teachers looked at the pages torn from the same notebook in their hands.

"Jiang Cheng gave it to you?"

"You have it too?"

The two of them had a friendly conversation, and the geography teacher frowned and said, "Why do you only have three?"

Teacher Yu: Is this the point? ?

But no matter what, as teachers they cannot slack off when they meet such diligent and studious students.

Jiang Cheng's bold move of assigning homework to the teacher shocked the teacher, but it meant something different to his classmates.

In their opinion, Jiang Cheng didn't know much, so he asked so many questions.

Jiang Cheng didn't explain at all.

Just wait for your sister to go to the sky in the future!

Jiang Cheng, who was the most active after school, was the first to run out of the classroom, and Zhao Chengde, who came to look for her, ran away empty-handed.

After leaving the classroom, Jiang Cheng, Grandma Shen and the other two went home together.

"Give."

Jiang Cheng, who was telling Shen Xing a science story, tilted his head and smiled brightly, then took the vegetarian corn tortilla handed over by Grandma Shen.

"fragrant!"

Jiang Cheng fed the two little ones.

Shen Xing refused. If he ate more, Sister Jiang Cheng would have less.

"You actually despise me?"

Jiang Cheng performed exaggeratedly, and Shen Xing sighed tiredly, "Can you be more fake?"

"I don't dislike you, sister! I like you the most!"

Shen Yue expressed her determination.

Shen Xing felt even more tired.

The four of them walked back happily.

After returning home, Jiang Cheng drank a bowl of millet porridge that Grandma Shen cooked for her. Shen Xing and Shen Yue were fed two mouthfuls each by Jiang Cheng.

After taking a sip of millet porridge, Shen Xing turned around and ran back to his room, coming out with three cloth coupons in his hand.

"Sister Jiang Cheng, this is for you."

"Cloth coupons? Did your elder brother write back to you?"

Shen Xing nodded, and the little adult's face finally revealed the generosity of a domineering president.

"I just received it today. Sister Jiang Cheng took it to make clothes."

"Yes, Sister Jiang Cheng looks good in anything she wears!"

Jiang Cheng took the cloth coupon without any hesitation, lowered his head and said nothing.

Shen Xing: Touched? Will Sister Jiang Cheng be able to do it?

"Xingxing... do you provide handicrafts?"

(End of this chapter)