Chapter 86 Continue the Challenge
"I said they have good skills—" Before Zhang Wei finished speaking, a voice shouted from the distance:
"Giselle! What have you been doing? Come here!"
Then Gisele ran away as fast as the wind.
"She looks really weird. We should stay away from her. There's no need to envy them. We're not bad either. Even though we lost this time, we have to work harder!"
Beth did some ideological work for everyone before they all went back to school together.
On the way back in the car, Zhang Wei kept thinking about one question. Beth, Gisele and others seemed to be very passionate about baseball, as if they wanted to make this sport their lifelong career, and they were only eleven or twelve years old.
In this life, Zhang Wei has never thought about what kind of job she will do in the future. So far, she has not encountered a job that she wants to strive for her whole life, and she still feels a little confused.
Fortunately, there is still a lot of time, so she should finish the current tasks first. The SIMOC promotion competition in Singapore will be held in a month, and she needs to prepare well.
So after finishing the baseball game, she had to switch from focusing on physical training to focusing on mental training.
She couldn't go to the baseball club's extra training, so she could only apologize to Beth.
She spent her weekends practicing math competition questions with Paris.
In the last month, Zhang Wei temporarily stopped doing any thinking training and used the tactic of doing a lot of questions. This was completely different from the training that Teacher Ethan gave to other contestants.
However, Zhang Wei feels that this is the fastest way to ensure maximum efficiency in improving performance at the current stage.
So Zhang Wei left Teacher Ethan's group, and together with Paris who blindly believed in her, the two of them trained using Chinese methods.
They also have a strong external supporter, Mr. Lin, Paris's father. Mr. Lin found real exam questions from previous years for them and asked people to predict the questions for them to do. If they don't understand, they will go to Mr. Morrie or Mr. Ethan for explanation.
They practiced unfamiliar types repeatedly. They didn't know how many questions they had practiced. Regardless of the effect, the accumulated number of questions strengthened their confidence. Anyway, Zhang Wei always felt that he was fully prepared. So they followed all the students in the school who entered the promotion competition and went to Singapore.
There were 8 people from their school who entered the promotion competition, and Zhang Wei and Paris were the only two elementary school students.
The team was led by Mr. Ethan and two teaching assistants. Parents were allowed to accompany the class, but everyone gave up without prior agreement.
Especially since she and Paris were relatively young, Teacher Ethan repeatedly confirmed with their parents.
In his previous life, Zhang Wei would still be a little timid about going to unfamiliar places, as the fear came from the unknown.
In the past few years, Zhang Wei has flown to many places with her family. Now she has no problem with language. She is fluent in English and Chinese, and knows a little Spanish. It can be said that she would not be worried if she were to go anywhere in the world by herself.
So she firmly rejected Emma's idea of accompanying them and decided to just follow the main group.
Mr. Lin has already declined the school's invitation to accompany Paris, as he feels that letting Paris go alone will help his growth.
Finally, Zhang Wei and Paris embarked on their journey to Singapore under the close supervision of the other two teachers.
There is no direct flight to Singapore, so they need to fly to San Francisco first for a transfer.
"Maybe we should practice our Chinese," Paris said to Zhang Wei after hearing the Chinese announcement on the flight.
The official language of Singapore is English, but there are probably many places where Chinese people speak Chinese.
"Maybe you need it, but I don't. However, I can help you." Zhang Wei said confidently.
Although I have had almost no chance to speak Chinese in recent years, the memories of most of my life have already been integrated into my flesh and blood.
"Here's how, try asking the stewardess for a drink in Chinese. If you say it's not standard, I'll correct you."
Zhang Wei helped Paris think of a solution. Since the time on the plane was very long and it would take the whole day, she also helped him find something to do.
Then Zhang Wei heard Paris mumbling to himself, and then whispered:
"Vera, I'm ready. I'm going to order service."
Zhang Wei found his cautious expression a little funny. He said he spoke Cantonese OK, because sometimes Zhang Wei heard him and Mr. Lin speak it occasionally, but speaking Mandarin was a struggle...
Zhang Wei felt that compared to him, all the female celebrities named Cai in Hong Kong entertainment were better than he said.
After he pressed the call button, he took a deep breath, and then a flight attendant came over. Paris spoke first:
"Hi!"
"Is there anything I can help you with?" The flight attendant still used English, after all, they were with a group of white people.
"Can I have...a glass of juice?" he said in halting Chinese.
But the flight attendant still replied in English: "Would you like apple juice or orange juice?"
Paris looked at Zhang Wei with some helplessness, his eyes revealing: You see, she is not cooperating.
He had no choice but to continue speaking in Chinese: "Orange juice"
Zhang Wei then said, "Okay, I'll help you practice. Then, until we get off the plane, I'll only speak Mandarin to you."
Then Zhang Wei began to help him practice introducing himself in Chinese. Zhang Wei then remembered that his Chinese name was Lin Yueqian. However, she still found it difficult to connect the names Paris and Lin Yueqian. She was used to calling him Paris.
"Remember to call me Zhang Wei." She reminded again.
"Okay, Zhang Wei." It was rare for him to pronounce these two words clearly.
"Have you been to Singapore before?" Zhang Wei slowly tried to chat with Paris in Chinese.
"No" Paris could understand a lot, but he just couldn't express it clearly.
"You said no!" Zhang Wei corrected him.
After chatting for a while, Zhang Wei found that he had become smarter. If he really couldn't say something, he would transliterate it using Cantonese pronunciation, so he didn't have to say it word by word.
In fact, this made it even harder for her to guess because she didn't speak Cantonese, which resulted in her being unable to follow his words.
But he used this method to make it sound like he was very good at Chinese. Zhang Wei tried to correct him, but he refused to change, as if he had found a quick way to learn Chinese.
But after arriving in Singapore, I found that Paris’s crash course in Chinese really didn’t work here.
Because whether Singaporeans speak Chinese or English, there is a slight difference.
Pure English is slightly better, and some accents can be understood, but their Chinese is mixed with English, with a distinct Singaporean local flavor. Zhang Wei feels that it is comparable to Paris's Hong Kong-style Mandarin.
When we arrived in Singapore, the weather was much warmer, the city was clean, and everything seemed well-organized. It was the first time Zhang Wei had returned to Asia in a few years, and seeing familiar Asian faces made him feel a little emotional.
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