Mr. Zhang said with a smile and looked at all the people around him. "However, for college students, social experience is very important. Children who study hard have no future. Last time, classmate Xia made a speech as a representative of the award-winning students. Speaking in English to so many social elites, classmate Xia's English was excellent, It's a shame for the school and English Department

Mr. Zhang bit the word "long face" very hard. Xia Youning's face turned red and white. He was more sure that Mr. Zhang was going to make a fool of her in public.

Everyone knows that the speech that day was her stain. She didn't deserve the super high standard scholarship just because of the English speech that day. So Mr. Zhang said on the surface that she had made a face for the school and the Department, but actually said that she had made a face for the school and the Department.

Further, just like some students in the school who told her right and wrong, Mr. Zhang thought that she got a lot of money in this scholarship.

Originally, there were many people who didn't know Xia Youning. However, as teacher Zhang reminded us, everyone around us knew that the girl sitting here was the one who lost all face of the school at the thank you meeting last time.

This girl still looks so beautiful, so soon, some other eyes looked at Xia Youning's face.

Xia Youning suddenly felt her face burning. She was already very nervous because she called "Mr. Ye Cheng" and was pointed out by Mr. Zhang. Now she exposes her faults in public, which makes her feel that she can't hang on to her face.

And the way they look at her, how can she not know what that means?

God knows, how could she have made such a mistake that day if it wasn't for what happened in manxiangyuan and Yecheng on the first night?

The headmaster also felt that Xia Youning was very disheartened and didn't speak at the moment.

The box was a little quiet for a moment, and the atmosphere was very awkward.

Xia Youning's forehead is covered with sweat. At this time, Ye Cheng, who has been playing with her mobile phone, suddenly moves. Xia Youning is surprised. She doesn't know what ye Cheng is going to do. She doesn't know that Ye Cheng looks at the opposite teacher Zhang.

"What do you call it?"

Ye Cheng's four words to the point made Mr. Zhang a little surprised. She quickly glanced around the round table, and finally found that everyone was looking at her, which confirmed that Ye Cheng was really asking her, and then she was a little embarrassed and laughed: "my name is Zhang."

"Miss Zhang?" Ye Cheng stares at teacher Zhang's face and asks.

"Dare not, in front of entrepreneurs like you, how dare I be called a teacher?" With that, Mr. Zhang looked at Ye Cheng and the people around him, then giggled.

The people around also laugh with him.

But ye Cheng is a serious face, cold voice asked: "teacher Zhang hold which course?"

Ye Cheng's interrogative attitude made people around him withdraw their laughter, and the atmosphere didn't dare to come out. Mr. Zhang began to be nervous, but his face was always full of laughter, and he said softly, "I'm in the Academy of fine arts."

Ye Cheng heard the speech, blinked his eyes for a moment, and then said: "is Mr. Zhang good at English?"

Mr. Zhang was stunned by one question. He didn't understand what ye Cheng meant. He could only keep smiling: "my English is OK. I teach western oil painting. Besides, we should learn the history of Western Aesthetics and read some original English works as well."

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