Lord Lu's little ancestor is flirtatious and sassy

Chapter 135
Qin Yao was slapped in the face in public within three seconds of being proud.

The person who hit her in the face was still Qin Yan.

Qin Yao's face was full of disbelief, and all the doubtful and questioning eyes fell on her. She clenched her fingers tightly, feeling embarrassed.

She thought that Qin Yan bought foreign novels to pretend to be coercive.

It is simply impossible to understand.

Isn't it a joke that a rural person who grew up in a poor mountain valley can understand some French?

But as soon as Qin Yan read that paragraph of French, Qin Yao knew that Qin Yan really understood French.

Not only understand, but I'm afraid the foundation is still a bit deep.

But how is this possible!

How could Qin Yan know French!

Qin Yan said that she mispronounced two words, which is also true. Just now when Qin Yao was pronouncing those two words, she knew she was wrong, but she thought that no one would know anyway, so she found a Similar sounds are mixed up.

"Hey, what nonsense are you country bumpkins talking about. Yaoyao has studied French, how could she make a mistake."

"That's right, you are a country bumpkin who doesn't understand anything, what right do you have to comment on Yaoyao like that!"

The two best friends don't understand French either.

But they really felt that Qin Yao couldn't make mistakes.

Is it possible that an outstanding student who ranks in the top three grades every year is no better than a country bumpkin?

"There is nothing wrong with the French I read just now. You said that my grammar was wrong and I also mispronounced two words. You made a mistake, right?" Qin Yao naturally couldn't admit it. Once she admitted it, in such a situation How embarrassing in front of many people.

Not many people know French anyway.

If Qin Yan hadn't said that she was wrong just now, no one would have known about it.

So what if she doesn't admit it.

According to her and Qin Yan's results, others will only believe her words, not Qin Yan!
Thinking about it this way, Qin Yao was no longer embarrassed. She straightened her back and said confidently: "Qin Yan, don't think that everyone can talk nonsense because they don't understand. I have studied French and literature for ten years, don't I have you?" Understand?"

"Ten years of study?" Qin Yan raised his eyes, and a trace of undisguised sarcasm flashed in his dark eyes, "After ten years of study and still at this level, you should go to the hospital for a good examination to see if there is something wrong in your head. The water hasn't been drained yet."

"Why hasn't the water been drained?" Qin Yao didn't realize it for a while.

There was a roar of laughter all around.

"Damn it, transfer students don't even use dirty words when they swear, never mind."

"I'm going to take a small notebook and remember it, so I can use it the next time I swear."

Only when Qin Yao heard the laughter around her did she realize that she had been scolded.

Her face darkened suddenly.

"Qin Yan, you..."

"Student Qin Yan is right. Student Qin Yao, you did have some grammatical problems in the French paragraph just now, and you also mispronounced two words."

The second class is English class.

Miss Zhou's voice came in from outside the classroom, followed by the sound of high-heeled shoes that made Class F's face change. The students in Class F were like frightened birds, and a group of people immediately ran away in a circle and returned to themselves. Sit well on your seat.

Miss Zhou walked into the classroom.

Glancing at the position in the last row, he changed his usual serious face and walked towards the last row with a smile on his face.

She walked to Qin Yan's table and stopped.

Looking eagerly at Qin Yan, his tone was never gentler than before, and the expression on his face even seemed so kind.

"Student Qin Yan, where did you learn French? Have you lived in France before? Your French pronunciation is so pure, can you read a few more sentences?"

(End of this chapter)