He Lianyin is arrogant and rebellious when he enters the house. He is still very filial to his parents. He can see that he worships his father. He doesn’t want them to be unhappy because of her. If her father finds out the cause of her injury, He Lianyin will be trained. This is not what she likes.
She has no big wishes, hoping that the family can be safe and happy.
"How did you tell dinosaurs? Then she promised to let you stay in six classes? " He Lianyin asked her to look lazy, but the fluctuation in her voice was still recognized by her.
He was curious about how she solved it.
"I showed my specialty and promised her that I would be the first in the scientific research school in the mid-term exam. If I couldn’t do it, I would drop out of school myself." She smiled like a poppy.
He Lianyin alpha males.
After a long time, he stared at her jet-black hair, which was blown messy by the wind. "Can you do it?"
He Lianyin nodded. "Although teaching in Cantonese is a little hard for me, I think it won’t take long."
Yu English is the mainstream after high school, and she will have no problem with English when she wants to be in high school.
He Lianyin is very close to her. A pair of eyes, like the cold wind at dawn, cut into her eyes with a bitter meaning. "What’s your specialty?"
Her eyes rolled gently and she smiled mischievously. "I don’t know how to say it, but nothing in the third year of high school can beat me."
"What the hell is this?"
Chapter 11 Academic Freak
"I don’t know, maybe I was born with program control. I especially like solving programs, but equations don’t. I don’t love them for a long time, and I become a little strange and especially obsessed with buying exercises. People in my hometown call me an academic freak."
This is an embarrassing advantage. The reason is that she is obsessed too much. Every winter and summer vacation, her classmates get a job in winter and summer vacation. She is so excited that she can’t sleep at the thought of solving the problem again.
But those questions were so simple that they couldn’t satisfy her for a long time. A sister who devoted herself to the study of technical questions filled in the workbook within an hour.
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Just now, she showed her special skill, that is, she asked her classmates to buy a math workbook according to the topic of the class. She even filled out the exam papers that she had not passed, which frightened the dinosaur, but the dinosaur was not good at fooling. She specially gave her a complicated program, which belonged to the high school level. I didn’t expect her to work it out easily.
The dinosaur was amazed and gave a comment "genius"
Dinosaurs have taught mathematics for so many years that I have never seen such a terrible student’s skill in solving programs is so accurate that she gave the answer only after a few breaths.
Thinking and IQ belong to the high level of jumping.
Dinosaur’s anger dissipates as soon as it is. This is simply every cloud has a silver lining. She found the treasure. According to this girl’s level, she will be rewarded with a large sum of money for each dinosaur exam.
With this bonus, the dinosaur patted his chest and promised that she would settle this matter and let her stay in class six with peace of mind.
"That’s all right." He Lianyin couldn’t help smiling. His long eyelashes reflected his white face as if shining.
"Of course, she is also good if I win the ranking."
He stopped laughing suddenly.
The world becomes quiet.
He bowed his head and there was a faint evil in his eyes. "How are you learning Cantonese?"
"not bad"
"It’s ok. Did you learn it roughly or didn’t learn it roughly?"
He Lianyin stopped talking.
sunlight
The girl has short hair like a flame, and her eyes are like a desert, and her skin is as white as a smoke cloud. The whole person looks lazy and faint.
He Lianyin saw through her lost smile and it was more beautiful.
"I’ve heard that you speak Cantonese a little nonstandard. Mandarin is four tones, and Cantonese is nine tones and six tones. You can’t speak Cantonese without the coverage of Mandarin. Cantonese is always mixed with Mandarin. It may be fine for you to listen to it by yourself, but it will be very serious for us to listen to the accent."
He Lianyin bit his lip. "I can probably listen now, but I can’t speak."
Because of this, she seldom communicates with her classmates. Speaking Cantonese is like looking in the mirror. She knows clearly that she is not a southerner. It is difficult to learn Cantonese accent and rap, and it is difficult to change it. The Cantonese she speaks is neither fish nor fowl.
To learn standard Cantonese, she must change her accent which she has spoken for twelve years.
"So you don’t communicate with people?"
After some conversation, He Lianyin finally found out that the reason why she was quiet turned out to be that she was afraid of being laughed at by others for her accent and her self-esteem was so strong. How can she stand being laughed at by others?
"It’s a big mistake for you to think like this. It’s precisely because you can’t speak that you should speak more languages. This thing can benefit a lot from more communication, regardless of whether it’s standard or not. It’s natural to listen and speak more for a long time."
Hector even Yoon one leng.
The cold bottom of my heart suddenly collapsed. She came to Hong Kong Island for so long. This is the first time that He Lianyin carefully guided her.
She suddenly felt that the young man in front of her was not as stubborn as she remembered. He was changeable, sometimes intelligent, sometimes rebellious, sometimes indifferent and sometimes emotional. He believed that he lived a free and unfettered life in his personality concept
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Chu night refused, "Miss Lu can’t decide whether you are a girl or I will come by myself, or I will lose my gentlemanly demeanor. Please show me the way in front."
"Good" worries about Lu are not entangled with the problem of Chu Night.
She clenched her mobile phone and didn’t look back at how Lin Mochen and Tang poetry developed. She asked herself not to go and leave the airport with Chu night.
Lin Mo-chen was worried when he saw Lu You leaving with another man.
He tried to chase after his wife, but forgot that there was a tangy Tang poem that hindered his pursuit of his wife.
"Tang poetry, let go!" Lin Mo-chen once again warned her, "I don’t want this public to embarrass you. Tang poetry consciously releases me."
Lin Mo-chen didn’t want the crowded airport to entangle with Tang poetry and make something out of line to attract attention, so the headline also gave her a chance to embarrass her.
"We haven’t seen each other for so long. Don’t you miss me?" A pair of beautiful eyes with tenderness in Tang poetry stared at his increasingly handsome face.
She dreamed of their meeting several times in her dream, thinking that he would give her a warm hug, and then she whispered a sweet word in her ear, "I miss you …"
But in reality, he is so cold, and his attitude is very exclusive to her. What?
Lin Mo-chen can stretch out his hand to pull her close to his waist and pull her away bit by bit. He can’t let Lu You misunderstand so much, and they don’t want her to be sad.
"I had a hard time catching you, and I won’t let go." Tang poetry also insisted.
"Then I can be rude to you." Lin Mochen was forced by the Tang poetry to tear it away.
I didn’t expect the Tang poetry to fall from the ground with the bouquet of roses. After the second fall, the ribbon of the bouquet became loose, and the red roses were scattered around her. Tang poetry looked at those scattered petals and saw Lin Mochen’s black and shiny shoes walking over the flowers.
Tang poetry was so heartbroken that I didn’t know where I got the courage to rush and hug Lin Mochen’s calf. "Mochen, I don’t want you to go."
Tang poetry acted like a discarded woman and began to cry. Tears flowed out of her beautiful eyes like broken pearls.
She cried softly and piteously, so that passers-by stopped to watch the excitement and watched curiously, wondering what was going on, and gradually more and more people gathered.
"Ink minister, you tell me what’s wrong? I will beg you not to be so indifferent to me. I really love you and all my youth and life … "Tang poetry expressed his tearful eyes and looked at Lin Mochen.
Lin Mo-chen couldn’t open her arms and legs, and she didn’t dare to treat her too much.
"Tang poetry, are you suffering like this?" Lin Mo-chen frowned very tightly and deeply. "I am impressed by this scheming."
The failure of Tang poetry is to force Lin Mo-chen in front of the public, that is, to bet that he can’t bear it, because she doesn’t know that her aggressive behavior has wiped out Lin Mo-chen’s little affection for her, and he won’t have any more sympathy for her. Her beautiful face can win the public’s sympathy, but he has a deep dislike for her.
"Everything I do is because I love you," replied the Tang poem confidently.
Those unreasonable people look at this scene and feel that women are infatuated and unrepentant, while men are fickle and heartless.
"I’m a girl who still loves you so much. How can I bully such a beautiful lady if I’m a man?"
"Even girls have put their self-esteem so low, at least be gentle."
"Are men so fickle to women or men?"
They began to blame Lin Mo-chen for the weak Tang poetry.
Section 7
Lin Mo-chen accused him of not changing his face in the face of everyone, saying clearly, "I am married in Tang poetry, and I love my wife very much. Please don’t disturb our quiet life and don’t self-destruct."
Then Lin Mo-chen bent down and shook her hand off with indifference and disgust.
Then he took the suitcase and walked out of the crowd without looking back.
Lin Mo-chen came out in a word and everyone seemed to react. It turned out that this beautiful woman was an automatic delivery mistress. Want a table?
"Turns out to be a small three? No wonder she looks so beautiful … "
"People are married and you are so beautiful. Why do you have to throw yourself at it? Isn’t there a good man for you to choose from?"
"Yes, now the little girl how all this? Everyone who is pretty likes to be a mistress. It’s a pity that parents give face. "
As soon as the style of painting changed, everyone criticized Tang poetry.
Tang poetry was so cold that she couldn’t hear or see it, and she felt heartbroken. She felt her heart hurt like someone had torn it apart.