Rebirth:Urban Warlord

The second class this morning is mathematics. After class, ye Huang stopped Jiang Yachun and said, "Mr. Jiang, I have some English questions. May I ask you?"

Jiang Yachun jokingly said, "you don't have an English teacher. What do you want me to do?"

"But all these questions I ask are profound. What's more, I like to ask Mr. Jiang about you." Ye Huang said with a smile.

"Well, since you are so eager to learn, I will teach you that there is nothing wrong with English. It's just that you must not let others know, otherwise it will spread to your English teacher's ears, and people will think I despise him." In fact, Jiang Yachun really looks down on Ye Huang's English teacher. The English teacher of class 2 in grade 2 of junior high school is 35 years old. He is an old man. He is very obscene, but he wants to pursue Jiang Yachun.

Jiang Yachun didn't accept the flowers several times because he couldn't bear to hear his dirty deeds before and to see his face.

Seeing the book in the hands of Ye Huang, Jiang Yachun said with a smile: "follow me to the office. It's not good in the corridor."

"Well, I have too many questions in my book. I'm afraid I don't have enough time." Ye Huang reached out to wipe his nose and blushed.

"Well, it's English evening self-study today. Isn't there a half-hour break before? I'll be in the office and I'll be waiting for you Jiang Yachun said with a smile.

"OK, thank you, Mr. Jiang!" While Jiang Yachun turned around, ye Huang deeply inhaled the aroma from her body, or the familiar FerragamoFerragamo perfume. It was obvious that she did not accept the advice of Ye Huangti last time.

When ye Huang returned to the classroom, he met Lee Kuan Yew, who had a serious gossip spirit.

"Hey, brother Huang, what did you say to Mr. Jiang secretly just now?" Lee Kuan Yew blinked and said with a silver smile.

"Time to meet!" Ye Huang intentionally and mysteriously smiles, arousing Lee Kuan Yew's appetite.

"What? A date? " Lee Kuan Yew was so surprised that he could see his voice.

"About a Mao! I'm going to ask questions. " Ye huangzheng said.

"Personal questions?" Lee Kuan Yew chuckled and tried to dig out some news.

"Yes! Personal issues. " Ye Huang added with a smile: "personal English problem!"

Having said that, he has returned to his seat, leaving only a confused Lee Kuan Yew.

After three classes in the afternoon, ye Huang took a notebook full of sentences and walked to Jiang Yachun's office with expectation.

Pushing open the door of the office, there was no sound in the huge office. Only Jiang Yachun sat there alone and wrote something. Ye Huangyuan looked far away and saw Jiang Yachun like a goddess, exuding charming breath.

She was wearing a black professional suit, a black professional skirt and meat colored silk stockings. The huge snow peak in front of the chest will hold the clothes to drum up, as if you can get rid of the shackles of clothes.

Ye Huang walked forward two steps, Jiang Yachun heard the footsteps, gently raised his head and said with a smile: "it's Ye Huang. Come and sit down. If you have any questions, ask as soon as possible. I still have something to do." Even after class, Jiang Yachun is still expressionless, a business like appearance.

With a smile, he stepped forward and stood on the side of Jiang Yachun. The teacher asked him to sit down. How could he really sit down? What's more, he didn't ask too many questions.

He handed the notebook to Jiang Yachun and said with a smile, "teacher, what I remember in this book is the question I want to ask you."

Jiang Yachun pulled a stool from the side and motioned for ye Huang to sit down without being so rigid.

"Thank you, teacher!" Seeing Jiang Yachun, he must let himself sit down. The emperor of Ye is respectful. He is better than obedient and sits on the chair.

This is an office hall. Each teacher in the hall has a small compartment. The teacher works in these compartments. Other teachers are supposed to be off duty. Jiang Yachun is still here to change homework for his classmates.

How respectful and dedicated a teacher, born so beautiful! It's really beautiful and moving.

Jiang Yachun opened his notebook and focused on it. Her face, which was originally a light smile, suddenly showed a slight frown. She asked in some doubt, "where did you get these sentences?" Then he pointed to the lines of English sentences in the book. Obviously, this is American slang! Is this for the Chinese entrance examination?

"Teacher, what's wrong with these sentences? Is it difficult? " Ye Huang doubts way. He deliberately confused these sentences, but he didn't want Jiang Yachun to see what the contents were.

Judging from Jiang Yachun's performance, these things may be very difficult. If she can't answer, then she really has no one to ask. After all, her English ability is the highest.

Jiang Yachun shook his head and said, "it's not the problem. I've read English textbooks in junior high school, and I know something about it. These words are beyond the scope of the syllabus of the secondary entrance examination. How can you ask these questions? "

As a math teacher, Jiang Yachun read English textbooks, which surprised Ye Huang a little, but he had been prepared for a long time. At the moment, he replied, "teacher, I study English for application, not for exam English which only can do test papers."Jiang Yachun said with a smile: "the sentences above you are all about the network about hacker technology. Do you want to be a hacker?"

Ye Huang knew that he could not hide it, so he nodded: "I just want to learn some technology. I'm far from a real hacker. If I want to become a hacker, I'm afraid it will take a long time."

"Well, I'll take a look at these things for you." As he said this, Jiang Yachun pointed to each line of English sentences on his notebook and began to read them carefully.

Many of them are American slang. If you don't have some professional knowledge or people who have not lived in the United States, you can't understand the meaning. Many things in English can't be found in dictionaries. Some words, even if they are themselves, have to think about how to say them in the end, so that they can straighten out all the meanings, and then tell them to the emperor Ye.

Ye Huang takes advantage of Jiang Yachun's meditation, her eyes secretly swept over her body, and her beautiful legs are particularly attractive. Her plump and slender thighs are wrapped with a layer of flesh colored silk stockings, which are tempting, full and mellow. He stealthily scans Jiang Yachun's thighs and buttocks with the light of his eyes, and moves his feet back slightly for better perspective.

Jiang Yachun raised his head with a smile and gently opened his lips. The immortal voice floated from his red lips and white teeth: "emperor, come here, come closer, I'll tell you something about..." Ye Huang approached Jiang Yachun two steps closer. Jiang Yachun reached out and picked up a ball point pen from his seat. He lit the English sentence in his notebook and began to explain the meaning of it in detail.