Chapter 50 Library - Back to 18, I became rich by spending money
After dinner, the four of them returned to the dormitory and looked at the textbooks on the table. Alas!
"Do you have a homework book? I found that no one has a notebook for homework." Chen Yuyan flipped through her books but couldn't find one for homework.
"When school started, we also distributed a stack of notebooks. If you look for them, you'll find that they are the notebooks printed internally by the school." Dong Yuan had sorted them out before and knew that a pile of notebooks had been distributed.
Several people took out the notebooks, but had no intention of touching them. They decided to put them aside for now and write about them when they had time!
The next day, during the listening class, the teacher assigned another assignment. Well, now there were two. They gave her a piece of material and asked her to translate its meaning. Wen Yan also received another unique assignment!
After assigning the homework, the listening teacher smiled and began to call the roll. When he called Wen Yan, the smile on his face widened and he said, "Yesterday I heard Teacher Huang praise you, saying that your level is quite good and your oral English is also very good. In that case, after you finish today's homework, I hope you can hand in a copy of the original text to me." After saying that, he didn't let Wen Yan answer and asked her to sit down directly.
Wen Yan almost forgot what expression she had at that time. What a sin!
Wen Yan became more famous because of her unique homework. Everyone knew that the teacher thought she was "unique!" Some were jealous, some were envious, and who didn't want to be treated differently by the teacher?
Wen Yan wanted to know what they were thinking and really wanted to say, "If you can do it, come on, let's switch."
On Friday night, after returning to the dormitory from school in the afternoon, several people hurriedly started doing their homework. It had to be submitted before Monday, and there were only two days left. If they didn't start, they would not be able to finish the homework because the workload was so heavy.
The four of them wrote their own work without interfering with each other. There is no such thing as plagiarism among students from top schools. What teachers hate most is identical homework, and the sameness can be seen at a glance.
Chen Yuyan pulled her hair while writing. It was too brain-intensive. She held the dictionary in one hand and her mobile phone in the other. The meanings of the words she looked up were wrong, and the context was a mess. She had no choice but to start from the beginning and try again one by one.
At 9 p.m., Dong Yuan was the first to surrender. "I can't do it anymore. Let's continue tomorrow. I feel like my brain cells are almost used up. I used to think math wasn't for humans, but now I think people who are good at English are simply gods. One word has several or even dozens of different meanings. When put into different sentences, it can have hundreds of meanings. I'm going crazy."
Only by using precise words can you translate a perfect article.
Wen Yan didn't want to write anymore. She still had a shallow understanding of the history of British economic development. She planned to go to the library to look for some information tomorrow before starting to write.
After a quick tidy up, they climbed into bed and went to sleep. No one wanted to check Weibo or play games. Their minds were blank and dizzy, and they just wanted to sleep.
The next morning, Wen Yan woke up before 9 o'clock. After sleeping for a while and waking up naturally, Wen Yan felt refreshed. Her biological clock prevented her from sleeping in for too long.
She made herself a cup of American coffee to clear her mind, and took two slices of toast to fill her stomach. After eating, she continued to sit at the desk and continued yesterday's homework. The notebook on the desk was still there. Wen Yan looked at the place where she had written yesterday and sighed in her heart, "Alas, why didn't there come a snail girl to help her with her homework?"
Put on your headphones and start listening to the material. Do the listening homework first!
Wen Yan had only written a few lines when Dong Yuan woke up. When she got up, she saw Wen Yan sitting at the desk, writing rapidly with his pen in his hand.
Dong Yuan's foggy mind suddenly cleared up. No way!!! Wen Yan was a pervert! This was too powerful! This was the mind of a top scholar! She had been sitting up, but suddenly she lay down. She wanted to be quiet, to be lazy.
When Dong Yuan was emptying herself, Anyang also woke up. Because Anyang and Dong Yuan were sleeping in opposite beds, when he woke up, he turned around and saw Dong Yuan with her eyes wide open, her hands spread out and a dull look in her eyes!
!!!!!!
"Dong Yuan? Are you awake?" Anyang asked tentatively. He just woke up and turned around to see this scary scene.
"Awake!" Dong Yuan replied weakly.
Anyang glared at her angrily, "You're awake now, why are you like this? Do you know that scaring others can kill them?"
"Oh, I'm hit. Look down!" Dong Yuan asked Anyang to look down and he would understand.
Anyang looked at her in confusion. What the hell? He held onto the bed rails and looked down...
"Isn't Wen Yan a weirdo? It's early on Saturday morning, and she's getting up so early to do homework?" Anyang felt that he was not worthy of living in the same dormitory with Wen Yan. His roommate was too self-disciplined.
The two of them exchanged a glance. Alas! They climbed out of bed without disturbing her, washed up gently, and drank a cup of hot water to cleanse their stomachs. Each of them made themselves a bowl of cereal, and that was it for breakfast.
Seeing that Wen Yan was so focused that he couldn't hear anything outside, the two of them felt a little anxious. Alas, their roommate was so outstanding, so why shouldn't they work hard? What else could they do? Just write!
So when Chen Yuyan woke up, she looked at her roommate in disbelief. "We agreed to wake up naturally together, but you guys were secretly working on it behind my back?"
"Are you awake? Don't doubt your eyes. Get up quickly, wash up and come down to do your homework." Anyang looked at her wide eyes and smiled secretly.
"What's going on? My roommate is so hardworking that I'm a little uncomfortable." Chen Yuyan climbed down from the bed and asked while looking at them.
"Your mood is the same as how Dong Yuan and I felt when we saw Wen Yan. We woke up at around 9 o'clock, and Wen Yan was already sitting there writing. Just imagine how we felt." Anyang shrugged and said to Chen Yuyan, and asked her to look at Wen Yan.
Chen Yuyan wanted to protest. She wanted to go out and have fun. She didn't want to get up early and start writing.
When Wen Yan finished writing two sheets and was ready to change his mind, he took off his headphones, turned around, and saw that his roommates had already finished their homework. Are they all so self-disciplined?
He stood up to get a glass of water to moisten his throat, then turned around to see three people staring at him.
He smiled and said, "I thought you all would sleep until 11 o'clock today, but I didn't expect our dormitory to be so diligent today. That's perfect. You can start writing first, then go to the cafeteria to eat. You won't be back in the afternoon. You can go to the library and look up some information there. How about that?"
The three of them twitched their lips at the same time, help!!!
At one o'clock in the afternoon, four people sat neatly in the library. The table was filled with homework, dictionaries, iPads, and books.
Chen Yuyan never imagined that one day she would be studying in the library on a Saturday afternoon! When Qi Shen asked her what her plans were for the day, she told him that she was going to study in the library. Qi Shen then asked, "Study? On Saturday?"
Sitting in the library, I actually felt a lot more capable.
"I'm going to find a book on the history of British industrial development. You guys write first." Wen Yan stood up and said to the three of them. The others waved their hands and told her to go quickly.
I quickly walked to the Western literature section, looked at the bookshelves row by row, and finally found what I wanted on the third shelf.
After taking it out, I was about to walk out when I heard a pleasant voice in my ear.
"Classmate, please move aside."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
