Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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Before teaching the text, she read the original text.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Yan Han was confused by the other party’s non-standard pronunciation.
He had memorized the text today. His ears were almost scratched from listening to the fluent American English tutorials in the live broadcast system. Now it was really difficult for Yan Han to accept this completely non-standard pronunciation.
Although it was said that exam-oriented education did not require much speaking, but this was… too unrestrained, right?
The young female English teacher who used to be in Class 17 did not have this kind of problem, and her spoken English was quite standard.
Yan Han had never paid attention to any teachers since then. He had never studied before, and he couldn’t hear it even if the pronunciation was not standard, so he didn’t know that teachers’ spoken English was generally not standard.
Now listening to the other person reading the text felt like a magical sound filling his ears.
Not only did he think so, Wen Juerong, who was at the front table, also showed a look of disgust.
Wen Juerong loved literature. He liked both Chinese and English.
Of course, it was not that he liked studying, but he really loved reading, including practicing spoken pronunciation, which were things he could do without anyone supervising him.
Now that he heard the teacher pronouncing it like this, he immediately felt like he was in the wrong class.
Looking away from Wen Juerong, Yan Han curiously looked at Lin Jianlu next to him.
Just like how all bad students felt about good students, he used to feel that the top student was not of the same species as him, so he wanted to deliberately alienate him.
But why was Brother Yan now going to be admitted to University?
He looked at Lin Jianlu and saw that the table in front of classmate Lin Jianlu was empty, with only the English book on it.
There wasn’t even a pen on the table.
The textbook was still spread out to show the page just now. At this moment, Lin Jianlu had put both hands on his own legs and seemed to have no intention of lifting them. He sat with his waist straight and his posture was standard, staring at the page in a daze, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.
…So it turns out that the god of learning can also be in a daze, Yan Han thought.
He did not disturb him and turned back silently. The English teacher finally finished reading the text, and then began to explain the grammar of the text sentence by sentence on the podium.
She had already said at the previous “mobilization meeting” that each student should prepare a notebook to write down the grammar she taught in class and memorize it when they go back.
As long as they could memorize it and accumulate vocabulary, they could easily cope with the exam.
But Yan Han had tried this trick before, and it didn’t work.
He believed that English was also a language, and grammar should be accumulated through constant reading and recitation. This method of learning grammar by taking notes was simply to cope with the exam and put the cart before the horse.
What’s more, he couldn’t memorize the words, so this method was not suitable for him at all.
After weighing it for a while, he made a decision.
Yan Han turned the textbook to the text he was reciting at the back. Just as he was about to lower his eyes and recite, the head teacher called him again: “Yan Han! What are you doing in the back?”
“…”
“I just talked so much. It’s all in vain. Why are you flipping through the books without taking notes during the teacher’s lecture? I don’t care what the rules were before in Class 17…” As she spoke, the head teacher also realized that it was not appropriate to say this, and she stopped talking and knocked on the blackboard: “Come on, tell me what tense I should fill in here!”
Yan Han stood up from his seat and glanced at the content on the blackboard.
Although he did not attend the lecture, he already knew the content of today’s text by heart.
Although the sentences were different, the sentence structure was the same. It was automatically adapted to the sentence structure of the text he recited. He spoke the answer almost as soon as the teacher finished asking him the question.
“That’s a good answer.” The teacher stared at him from the front and said, “Listen carefully and follow the teacher’s ideas carefully…”
Yan Han nodded in agreement. After sitting down again, he was still doing what he was supposed to do, but he was a little more low-key than before.
It seemed like he was being targeted…
Yan Han didn’t think it mattered.
After all, if it got more serious, he could be said to be an expert when it comes to confronting teachers.
The most important thing was that this teacher’s teaching method was not suitable for him and could not help him. It was impossible for him to waste dozens of precious minutes just to deal with her wanting him to take notes.
At this time, he might as well go to bed early at night.
Yan Han did not compromise.
He lowered his head and read the book calmly. Fortunately, the class got over soon. Yan Han stood up and walked out like a normal person.
Today was Monday. There was a flag-raising ceremony. All students were required to dress neatly and gather in the square downstairs.
Others had already stood up, but Lin Jianlu didn’t move.
Wen Juerong and Qin Siyu both came over and complained about Yan Han being called on twice during class.
“Why didn’t our class have such a rule before? You can just study well by yourself, no matter what method you use, as long as you don’t disturb others! Why do we have to listen to her lectures? She can speak well… In addition to the grammar, that spoken language…I’m disgusted too.” Wen Juerong said with disgust as goosebumps trembled all over his body.
“Okay, stop talking. She obviously looks down on our class. Brother Yan, don’t take it to heart.” Qin Siyu said.
“I think her own standards are too low and she has low self-esteem, so she controls us everywhere.” Wen Juerong refused to give up, “Restricting our thinking and abilities will not make her appear superior.”
“You are quite good. I understand.” Yan Han smiled and said nonchalantly: “It’s only for half a semester anyway. If you don’t like her, just study hard, and then we’ll go to the fourth floor.”
Wen Juerong heard the word “study” and his face turned green, “Don’t mention this, my whole body will tremble with fear at the mention of it.”
“You also know that you are covered in flesh?” Qin Siyu asked him.
“Hmph!”
Lin Jianlu said nothing while they were talking. During this gap, he had already moved all the books out of his desk compartment.
Unlike Yan Han who was too lazy to go to the storage room and had piled almost all the books on the table, Lin Jianlu’s desk was clean and tidy inside and out, with very few things.
At this moment, he piled all the books he had taken out into a pile and placed them neatly at the corner of his desk near the aisle.
Then he asked Qin Siyu to sit at the table in front of him and directed Wen Juerong to move forward and stand on the podium.
Qin Siyu and Wen Juerong didn’t know why, but they still did it.
Wen Juerong walked up to the podium with three steps. Standing on the podium, he asked inexplicably: “Brother Lin, should I stand here?”
“Okay.” Lin Jianlu said, “See if you can see our two desktops from where you stand.”
“Huh?”
Wen Juerong stretched his neck and took a look and said, “I can’t see.”
Lin Jianlu turned over two more pages of the book: “Can you see me turning the book?”
“You can see a little bit.”
Lin Jianlu thought for a while, then took a large Chinese dictionary from the “book mountain” on Yan Han’s desk and stacked it on top of his own book.
He continued to flip the page, “What about this time?”
“I can’t see it.”
“Okay, come back.” Lin Jianlu stood up and said, “You go downstairs to raise the national flag. I have to go to Class 1.”
“Oh… okay…”
After Lin Jianlu left, the remaining three people stayed for a while to observe the “book wall” he had just built.
Each student in the school had a single desk, and the internal space was limited, so most people stacked books into a pile and placed them high on the table for easy access at any time.
But it was obvious that Lin Jianlu did not have this habit.
Even his desk compartment was half empty.
“So…my brother, Da Lin, is…going to cover for you, Brother Yan?” Wen Juerong always thought quickly in this regard, “After he puts the pile of books in front of him, and then there are the classmates in front to block you, plus the perspective relationship, as long as you don’t get too close, no one can see what you are doing, Brother Yan!”
Wen Juerong said and looked at Qin Siyu, both agreeing with this possibility.
“Ah?” Yan Han looked at the row of “barriers” on Lin Jianlu’s table and was confused.
Gong Yuxue, who pretended to pass by Class 14 by chance, but was actually “seeking information”, was also stunned.
——Lin Jianlu’s favorite thing on weekdays was to be clean and tidy. The inside and outside of the desk must be flat and regular. How could he stack books on the desk?
How can this be!
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