Although Han Jiali wasn't an English teacher, she could still understand a few simple sentences. "You've been listening to that Walkman for so long, and you didn't learn a sentence or two from it?"

Shi Lei made an OK sign and imitated the tone in the Walkman: "Oh my gad, fuck you."

Wang Youwei, who happens to know a little English, said: This guy is quite stupid.

Lin Jingbei held his forehead with his hand: God.

Shi Lei: "How is it? My speaking is okay, right? But my listening is just not working no matter how much I practice. I always feel like the words aren't sinking in my ears."

Han Jialan, who suffered an unexpected disaster, said: "It's fine, it's fine. You can go home first after class. Remember to be on time tomorrow morning."

The others left obediently. Shi Lei, who loved learning, asked Han Jialan what that sentence meant and why he often heard it in his Walkman. Judging from the tone of the characters in the conversation, it should not be a gentle statement.

Han Jialan: "It's a dirty word. Don't say it again, and don't tell your classmates."

So that's how it is. Shi Lei nodded: "Okay, then I'll go home first. Teacher Lin, Teacher Da Han, Teacher Xiao Han, Brother Bei, goodbye."

Lin Lu warned: "Be careful on the road."

Lin Jingbei finally collected his schoolbag and took Lin Lu home. On the way, Lin Lu said, "Next time you don't have English class, just go home. You don't have to waste time here. You haven't eaten yet. Are you hungry?"

Lin Lu had classes in the evening, so he had already eaten when he came over in the afternoon.

Lin Jingbei: "I bought something to eat on the way here, so I'm not particularly hungry."