Chapter 30: Gege will be on duty with you

  After knowing that Ying Zijin is relying on the relationship of the Ying's family in entering the elite class through the back door, He Xun looked down on her more.

  He really doesn't have the slightest affection for her.

  As for spoken English?

  This is the most basic ability of Qingzhi students.

  Teacher Deng was stunned by these four words but she remembered one thing.

  She has to go to Europe for a week of academic exchange, so she asked He Xun to substitute her for the lesson.

  When she came back, she heard from the students in the elite class and the international class that He Xun asked the simplest questions in class but Ying Zijin couldn't answer and couldn't comprehend them.

  Sometimes, she even fell asleep in class.

  He Xun naturally didn't say anything when he was in class, but everyone could tell that he was angry.

  Teacher Deng sighed, and then stopped saying: "This kid is actually quite difficult..."

  To teach students, she usually prescribes the right remedy.

  And learning is indeed related to talent, not everyone is good at English or math.

  Regarding this, He Xun did not comment and was still indifferent: "But she has taken up resources that she shouldn't have."

  Without Ying Zijin, the position in the elite class would belong to the ranked fiftieth.

  After all, the elite classes are equipped with top-level teaching resources, even the key classes, they cannot be compared.

  He Xun didn't speak any more and continued reading a document with densely packed English on it.

  But if you look closely, these English languages ​​are different from normal English.

  This is Middle English used between 1150 and 1500.

  Compared with modern English, the grammar of Middle English is more complicated and difficult because it was influenced by a lot of French and Latin vocabulary.

  The scarlet letters in the document are comments made by He Xun. He checked a lot of materials but can only translate one paragraph.

  There are too few people who understands Middle English, even the natives of Y Country*, no one uses it.

  To find someone who knows Middle English is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

  He Xun rubbed his temples, put aside the documents in his hand, then took out the textbooks of the international class and began to prepare lessons.

  **

  Perhaps because of the English class in the morning, Lu Fang and Ying Feifei were a lot more honest, so they didn't bother to find trouble with Ying Zijin anymore.

  The first day of school was all about the test papers. Ying Zijin looked at her scores in six subjects but she didn't feel much.

  She knew why this happened.

  Although she hadn't fully awakened before and even her memory and abilities were gone, her IQ was still a little bit high so she wouldn't be so bad on the test.

  However, she was under pressure of the wealthy circle, and from time to time, she was called to give Ying Luwei a blood transfusion. Like a marionette, without any freedom.

  She can't keep up with her physical fitness, let alone study hard.

  If the exam results are poor, Zhong Manhua will become even more angry. If things go on like this, it will become a vicious cycle.

  The expression on Ying Zijin's face was light as she put the papers in her schoolbag.

  It's no wonder that her temper become uncontrollable, it turned out to be because of the oppression she suffered during the year she came to Ying's house.

  She doesn't have a mental problem and that's good.

  "Zhiwan, let's go." Before leaving the classroom, Ying Feifei deliberately raised her voice, "Let's go see your grandpa."

  Zhong Zhiwan's grandfather, that is, Zhong Manhua's father.

  Ying Zijin, an adopted daughter, is definitely not qualified to meet him.

  Zhong Zhiwan's expression changed.

  Ying Feifei didn't know but she knew very well.

  Although they hadn't met a few times, only twice, Mr. Zhong was very kind to Ying Zijin and almost surpassed her.

  Thinking of the words that nobody took seriously in the morning, Zhong Zhiwan's movements paused, and glanced at the girl lightly: "Let's go."

  There is no late self-study in the elite class. After school, the students study individually.

  Ying Zijin glanced at the time and was about to leave.

  Before when she went out, she was stopped by the class committee member.

  "Ying Zijin, it's your duty* today. There is not much garbage on the first day, you just have to wipe the blackboard." He hesitated for a while and whispered, "In the morning, I saw Lu Fang put a basin filled with water on the door, you...you should be a little more careful these days."

  Ying Zijin nodded slightly after hearing his words, "Thank you."

  "N-no problem." The class committee member hurriedly avoided the girl's gaze, a little bit of blush appeared on his face, he picked up his schoolbag and quickly ran away.

  Ying Zijin thought for a while, and decided to message Fu Yunshen first.

  After sending the WeChat message, she rolled up her sleeves, took out the rag from under the podium, and went to the bathroom.

  In March, the sky gets dark early. After going back and forth for a few minutes, the sky outside was completely dark.

  Looking from the corridor, you can see the hanging sky.

  The buildings are hidden in the dark clouds that changes with the wind. The long streets are full of traffic, and the crowds are like ocean tides sweeping all over the city.

  Ying Zijin stood quietly for a while before returning to the classroom.

  As soon as she entered, she stopped.

  A tall man was leaning against the window with thousands of lights reflected in his light amber pupils, brighter than the galaxy.

  Fu Yunshen heard the footsteps, straightened up, turned his head, and his peachy eyes curled up: "Yaoyao."

  Ying Zijin frowned lighly: "Didn't I say, you don't have to wait for me?"

  He also has a lot of things to do, and there is no need to take care of her all the time.

  "It's okay." Fu Yunshen smiled with one hand in his pocket, " I've been relatively free these days, so I'll be on duty with you."

  Then, he took the rag from her hand and wiped the blackboard skillfully.

  Ying Zijin was silent for a while then she sighed and walked to the back to pick up the broom, and started sweeping the floor.

  Ten minutes later, the two finished cleaning.

  Fu Yunshen brushed away the dust on his shirt and squinted his peachy eyes: "Well, it's pretty clean, let's go."

  When they came out, it was already half past seven.

  "Let's have a meal." Ying Zijin took out her phone and opened an app, "Then I will go home."

  'Home' which naturally refers to Wen Fengmian's residence.

  Fu Yunshen chuckled: "Listen to you."

  As she was searching a nearby restaurant, a surprise shout sounded in her ear: "Miss Ying!"

  Ying Zijin turned her head.

  *Ci la—*

  A black Maybach suddenly stopped in front of her, and the window of the co-pilot rolled down.

  **

  Meanwhile, passing by.

  Zhong Manhua just came out of the Century Center shopping store and called the driver to pick her up. As soon as she looked up, she saw a girl in a green school uniform standing in front of a car, bending slightly.

  Next to her is Fu Yunshen, a well-known boy in Shanghai.

  Zhong Manhua frowned unhappily, and was about to step forward to take Ying Zijin away.

  "Manhua." Beside her, Mrs. Mu noticed, "What's wrong?"

  "Nothing." Zhong Manhua immediately retracted her gaze and just want to leave quickly.

  She didn't want Mrs. Mu to see this scene, but it was her Zhong Manhua's daughter who somehow seduced Master Fu.

  However, Mrs. Mu had already looked over.

  Zhong Manhua's heart jumped and she went to pull her: "Mrs. Mu, let's go first."

  Mrs. Mu didn't move. She looked at the black Maybach, and froze, a little lost.

  That seems to be...

  The car dedicated to Mu Heqing.

English is like this: Old English—Middle English—Modern English, gradually simplified