Would a person who is proficient in four languages ​​be a bag carrier?

The men and women in the classroom stared at Fang Zongtang without blinking, their faces full of requests for explanations.

She forced a smile, stood up and pushed the person who was talking nonsense back to his seat.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you have nothing to do, just go to sleep!" She said this almost through gritting her teeth.

Fang Jizong looked at his mother, then at the people who were looking at him, thought for a moment, and said boldly, "If you don't want your father to help you with your studies, I can help you with your studies, that's fine too~"

Fang Zongtang closed his eyes tightly: What sin have I committed?

Fang Jizong didn't notice anything at all and thought that his mother's silence meant she agreed.

She said happily: "I can speak American Mandarin, German and Italian. Whichever one my mother wants me to learn, I can do it!"

Fang Zongtang: No, I just want to gag you and throw you in front of Hongli’s house!

"No, I can do it myself!" She gritted her teeth, sat back in her seat and continued to review.

Doesn't she have any dignity to let a little kid tutor her?

No one in the classroom believed it!

The little girls immediately asked, "Little handsome boy, do you really know two languages?"

As soon as Fang Jizong saw the admiring looks in the little girls' eyes, he immediately became proud.

"Yes, the teachers in my school all teach in Mandarin. There are also foreign language interest classes in the school. I plan to learn French next semester."

No one in the training class believed it.

This kid is definitely bragging!

Sister Fang wears the same clothes and shoes every day. Her family must not be well off. How could she possibly spend a lot of money to send her children to a good school?

The school that the handsome boy talked about must be the best international school, which is unaffordable for most families!

"Handsome boy, are you telling the truth? I have a book here, can you read it to us?" A boy took out an original foreign book from the drawer.

I originally wanted to embarrass Fang Jizong, but I didn't expect him to just take it.

"This is a book written by an American economist about the stock market. I've been reading it recently!" Fang Jizong took a look, flipped a page, and started reading.

The boy who took out the book had his eyes wide open.

It's really a book about the stock market.

He bought it from a bookstore just to save face. He couldn't understand a word of it!

The people in the training class saw that Fang Jizong not only read it out, but also read it very fluently without any stuttering.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Then he looked at Fang Zongtang with a subtle expression.

Where are the housewives who said they would enroll in cram schools just to save face?

It was said that our family is poor and the husband is just a bag carrier?

Can the son of the bag boy not only speak two languages, but also read books about the stock market in the original U.S. language?

If that's the case, they might as well go carry the bags!

After reading it, Fang Jizong left some comments with a feeling of being unsatisfied.

"I think books like this are all pretty much the same and not worth reading. It's better to just go to the stock exchange and listen to what the stock investors have to say." After saying that, he put the book down in disgust.

The boy who took out the book swallowed hard, didn't want the book anymore, and quickly sat down in his seat.

There was a little girl who refused to give up and asked Fang Zongtang directly.

"Sister Fang, didn't you say that your partner is a bag carrier?"

Fang Zongtang didn't even need to answer this question, Fang Jizon answered it for her directly.

"My father carries my mother's bag, that's right!"

The people in the training class looked at Fang Zongtang with even more subtle eyes.

During the next break, no one spoke. Everyone held their pens and studied hard!