My little ancestor, you are sweet and wild

Ning Li raised her eyes:

"Teacher, my English is really not very good, or you'd better change someone."

She felt a bit of a waste of time.

Kong Rou thinks it's not a problem.

The more this is, the more we have to work hard.

And Ning Li has just transferred to school. She sees that Ning Li is usually alone, which is also an opportunity to promote communication with her classmates.

"It doesn't matter. No one knows everything at the beginning. They always have to try, don't they? Well, find some good English with you? "

Kong Rou said, sweeping around the classroom.

Many people lowered their eyes and tried to be transparent.

This is actually a small matter, but Ning Li's English is so bad that it would be more laborious to work with her.

Senior three's time is precious, and no one wants to waste it.

Kong Rou's eyes must be:

"Pei song?"

Pei song once won the first prize in the national high school students' English speech contest as a freshman. He is also the monitor and the most suitable candidate.

"You and Ren Qian take Ning Li."

The classroom was quiet for a moment, but on second thought, it seemed that there was no more suitable person than him.

Now that he has gone, Ren Qian, who is a deskmate, is certainly with him.

Pei song looked faint and nodded.

Ren Qian smiled:

"Mr. Kong, you can rest assured to complete the task!"

"There's another..." Kong Rou's eyes crossed from ye porcelain and finally looked at a petite, quiet looking short haired girl in the front row, "he Xiaochen, are you with them, no problem?"

He Xiaochen has been in the top ten grades all year round, especially in English. He has almost never been in the top three.

This is really an ace army for Ning Li.

He Xiaochen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said seriously:

"Good teacher."

Kong Rou thinks this arrangement is very good.

She heard that Ning Li's performance in physics and chemistry was very good, but Lincheng's English education was somewhat backward. She was afraid that she would be delayed by English.

She definitely has to improve Ning Li's English!

"That's settled. Class is over."

......

Ning Li took several prepared scripts from Kong Rou and handed them to them in turn.

Lin Zhouyang scratched his head:

"Why didn't I have so many big guys to help?"

He almost didn't lose anyone last week!

Cheng Xiangxiang glanced at Ning Li and said:

"If you learned English from junior high school, maybe Mr. Kong would take care of you."

Ren Qian smiles:

"Ning Li is very good at mathematics and physics. Smart people learn everything very quickly."

Cheng Xiangxiang lifted his hair behind his ears and smiled:

"That's not necessarily true. Isn't Lin Zhouyang good at math? His score in the last English test was only half of that in mathematics? "

Lin Zhouyang, who lies with a gun inexplicably:???

Just say what you want to do. Why mention this embarrassing achievement in the past?

Ren Qian shrugged.

"You can't trust me and brother Pei? Besides, there is he Xiaochen! "

Even if he, Pei song and he Xiaochen are absolute King bombers.

Can't they help a Ning Li together?

Hearing the call, he Xiaochen came over.

"Ning Li, let's go through the script during our lunch break?"

Ning Li was a little surprised:

"So anxious?"

He Xiaochen was also surprised:

"Aren't you nervous at all?"

Although the script is short, the English original excerpts are rather obscure and difficult to understand. It takes more time and energy to deal with.

She blinked at Ning Li and suddenly realized something.

Ah, is Ning Li afraid of difficulties?

Also, she shouldn't have been in touch with this before. It's inevitable.

He Xiaochen clenched his fist and said with relief:

"Don't worry, we will finish it smoothly if we come a little bit!"

Ning Li: "... OK“

......

noon break.

Ning Li came to the reading corner on campus.

At this time, almost no one walks around the campus.

Several people sat around with scripts in their hands.

Ren Qian is responsible for the narration, and Ning Li is assigned a role with the least lines.

He Xiaochen sat beside Ning Li and handed over his share.

"Ning Li, although your lines are few, there are some super outline words. I have added their phonetic symbols. Can you use mine?"

Ning Li wanted to say no, but he Xiaochen's eyes were bright and his face was serious, so he changed the script.

She smiled:

"Thank you. It's too much trouble for you."

He Xiaochen looked at Ning Li's lips slightly bent, and couldn't help but be stunned.

She felt that Ning Li didn't seem as difficult as the legend.

And, more importantly, she has a good look!

He Xiaochen was distracted by the close beauty impact, and she glanced aside.

Pei Songwei lowered his head, his eyes drooped slightly and alienated Qingjun.

She covered her chest:

"No thanks, no thanks!"

Ma Ma!

It's such a feeling to have close contact with school flowers and grass!

So happy!

Ning Li looked at her and felt that she seemed inexplicably... Excited?

He Xiaochen immediately converged, coughed, and resumed his serious and rigorous appearance:

"Let's start!"

......

It was noon and the sun was just right.

The campus is very quiet, and there are only a few of them in this corner.

Although Ren Qian's English is not as good as Pei song and he Xiaochen, it is also very excellent.

He finished the narrator smoothly, and then Pei song.

The young man's voice was cold and light, as if the dryness and heat of early autumn had gone for a few minutes.

After that, Ning Li was connected.

She turned the page, ready to read her first line.

However, when I saw the standard notes above, I suddenly paused.

The script is written in both Chinese and English, and a line of handwriting is marked up and down at the original English text on the left.

Above is phonetic symbol, below is... Pinyin.

The handwriting is neat and beautiful, obviously by he Xiaochen.

Seeing that Ning Li couldn't keep up, several people looked over.

He Xiaochen looked blankly.

"Ning Li?"

Still can't read it?

But she made two kinds of labels!

Even if Ning Li's English foundation is not good and he can't understand phonetics, Pinyin is always OK!

Ning Li looked up and gave her a complicated look:

"... bother."

Seeing her look, he Xiaochen thought she was still nervous and comforted patiently:

"It's all right, Ning Li. Just read it! If there is any problem, let's find it early and solve it early! "

Then she thought it wasn't enough and added,

"Learning is like sailing against the current, but as long as you work hard, you can do it!"

Ning Li was about to speak when Pei song suddenly opened his mouth and read her line again.

Fluent and pleasant British pronunciation.

After reading, he looked at Ning Li.

He Xiaochen gently pushed Ning Li's arm:

"Come on, Ning Li, read along."

As she spoke, she remembered something again, and her eyes lit up.

"By the way, why don't you let Pei song, the school, read it for you, record it, and go back and practice more?"