After knowing that Ying Zijin got into the gifted class through the back door thanks to the Ying family's connections, He Xun looked down on her even more.
He really didn't have any feelings for her at all.
As for spoken English?
This is the most basic ability for Qingzhi students.
Teacher Deng was stunned by these four words, but then he remembered something.
She went to Europe for a week-long academic exchange, so she asked He Xun to substitute for her.
When I came back, I heard from students in the Elite Class and the International Class that He Xun asked the simplest questions in class, but Ying Zijin couldn't answer them, and he couldn't understand anything at all.
Sometimes, I even felt sleepy and fell asleep in class.
He Xun naturally didn't say anything during class, but everyone could see that he was angry.
Teacher Deng sighed, and hesitated to speak: "This child is actually quite difficult..."
When teaching students, she usually prescribes the right medicine for their condition.
Moreover, learning is indeed related to talent, and not everyone is good at English and mathematics.
He Xun did not comment on this, and remained calm: "But she took up resources that she shouldn't have."
Without Ying Zijin, the position in the elite class would belong to the 50th grade student.
After all, the gifted classes are equipped with top-notch teacher resources, which are incomparable even to the key classes.
He Xun didn't say anything else. He was reading a document which was covered with dense English.
But if you look closely, these English are different from normal English.
This is Middle English, used between 1150 and 1500.
The grammar of Middle English is more complex than that of Modern English.
It is even more difficult because it absorbs a lot of French and Latin words.
The red words on the document are the annotations made by He Xun. He checked a lot of information, but only translated one paragraph.
There are very few people who understand Middle English nowadays. Even the native residents of country Y no longer use it.
Trying to find someone who can speak Middle English is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
He Xun rubbed his temples, put the documents in his hand aside, took out the textbooks for the international class, and began to prepare for the class.
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Perhaps because of the English class in the morning, Lu Fang and Ying Feifei became much more obedient and stopped causing trouble for Ying Zijin.
The first day of school was spent discussing papers. Ying Zijin looked at the scores of his six courses but didn't feel anything.
She knew why this happened.
Although she had not fully woken up before and her memories and abilities were gone, she still had some IQ, so she wouldn't have done so badly on the test.
However, because he was under pressure from the wealthy circle and was often called to give blood transfusions to Ying Luwei, he was like a puppet without any freedom.
I can’t even keep up with the physical fitness, let alone study well.
If Zhong Manhua gets bad test scores, she will get even angrier, and this becomes a vicious cycle.
Ying Zijin looked indifferent and put the test paper in his schoolbag.
No wonder her temper became bad. It turned out that it was because of the oppression she suffered in the past year since she came to the Ying family.
She's not mentally ill, that's a good thing.
"Zhi Wan, let's go." Before leaving the classroom, Ying Feifei deliberately raised her voice, "Let's go see your grandpa."
Zhong Zhiwan's grandfather is Zhong Manhua's father.
Ying Zijin is an adopted daughter and definitely has no right to see him.
Zhong Zhiwan's expression changed.
Ying Feifei didn't know, but she knew it very well.
Although they had only met a few times, Mr. Zhong was very kind to Ying Zijin, almost above her.
Thinking of what no one had said in the morning, Zhong Zhiwan paused and glanced at the girl calmly: "Let's go."
There is no evening self-study in the gifted class. After school, students study on their own.
Ying Zijin glanced at the time and prepared to leave.
Before I even walked out, I was stopped by the living committee member.
"Ying Zijin, it's your turn to be on duty today. There isn't much garbage on the first day, so just wipe the blackboard." He hesitated for a moment and whispered, "This morning, I saw Lu Fang put a basin full of water on the door. You...you should be more careful recently."
Ying Zijin heard this and nodded slightly: "Thank you."
"No, you're welcome." The student council member quickly avoided the girl's sight, a blush appeared on her face, she picked up her schoolbag and ran away quickly.
Ying Zijin thought about it and decided to send a message back to Fu Yunshen first.
After sending the WeChat message, she rolled up her sleeves, took out a rag from under the podium, and went to the bathroom.
It gets dark very early in March. After just a few minutes, it was completely dark outside.
Looking out from the corridor, you can see the low-hanging sky.
The buildings are hidden in the inky black clouds that change with the wind. The long streets are bustling with traffic, and the crowds are like a tide, spreading across the entire city.
Ying Zijin stood quietly for a while before returning to the classroom.
As soon as she entered, she paused.
The tall man leaned against the window, and his light amber pupils reflected thousands of lights, brighter than the stars.
Fu Yunshen heard the footsteps. He stood up, turned around, and curved his peach blossom eyes: "Yaoyao."
Ying Zijin frowned slightly: "Didn't you say that you don't have to wait for me?"
After all, he has a lot of things to do and there is no need for him to take care of her all the time.
"It's okay." Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and smiled, "Brother, I'm quite free recently, so I'll accompany you on duty."
As he said that, he took the rag from her hand and began to wipe the blackboard skillfully.
Ying Zijin was silent for a moment, she sighed, walked to the back, picked up the broom, and started sweeping the floor.
Ten minutes later, the two finished cleaning.
Fu Yunshen flicked the dust off his shirt and squinted his peach blossom eyes: "Well, it's quite clean. Let's go."
When I came out, it was already half past seven.
"Let's have a meal." Ying Zijin took out his phone and opened the app. "Then I'll go home."
Home, naturally, refers to Wen Fengmian's residence.
Fu Yunshen chuckled: "I'll listen to you."
As I was searching for nearby restaurants, I heard a surprised voice: "Miss Ying!"
Ying Zijin turned around.
“Sizzle—”
A black Maybach suddenly stopped in front of her and the passenger window rolled down.
——
At the same time, the road is opposite.
Zhong Manhua had just come out of the Century Center shopping store. She had just called the driver to pick her up when she looked up and saw a girl in Qingzhi school uniform standing in front of a car, slightly bent over.
Next to him is Fu Yunshen, the well-known playboy in Shanghai.
Zhong Manhua frowned unhappily and was about to step forward to take Ying Zijin away.
"Manhua." Madam Mu noticed it from the side. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Zhong Manhua immediately withdrew her gaze and just wanted to leave quickly.
She didn't want Madam Mu to see this scene. If it got out, it would be said that her daughter, Zhong Manhua, was ignorantly seducing the young master of the Fu family.
However, Madam Mu had already looked over.
Zhong Manhua's heart skipped a beat and she went to pull her: "Madam Mu, let's go first."
Mrs. Mu did not move. She just stared at the black Maybach, stunned.
That seems to be...
Mu Heqing’s private car.
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