The Genius

There was a dead silence, looking at each other, and then silence.

Hundreds of people do not know how to talk in English, nor can they recite the text. They all know that Zhou Zhenxing is too strict and stands up almost to shame himself.

As a public student, he has a solid foundation and an amazing level of English, so he is too embarrassed to teach others.

Pu Ciqiu wants to stand up, but finally sits back, not for fear of being ridiculed, but for fear that he will stand up and recite to put pressure on Ye Tianlong.

"What? No one stands up? "

Zhou Zhenxing's eyes became sharp: "I want to see your courage more than your low level."

"Are you worried that I will judge you for nothing, so you don't even have the blood of young people?"

Zhou Zhenxing's whole body exudes a healthy spirit: "you don't even have the courage to let go of the first World War, how can you shoulder your responsibility in life?"

"Miss Zhou, I'll come."

At this time, Ling Ruxin gritted her teeth and stood up with a touch of red and pride on her face. Then a series of English came out:

"it'll be the ball or it'll be the bullet."

“It’ll—be—liberty—or—it’ll—be—death。”

“And—if—you’re—not—ready—to—pay……”

“that——price—don’t——use——the—word—freedom—in—your—vocabulary。”

Ling Ruxin recited for five minutes in one breath. When she wanted to continue reciting, Zhou Zhenxing beamed and gently waved her to sit down:

"is it a vote or a bullet. Freedom or death. If you're not ready to pay the price, don't say "freedom."

"Ling's recitation today is very good. Except for a few grammatical mistakes, there is no big problem. His pronunciation is standard and his oral English is fluent."

Zhou Zhenxing gave a score: "you passed the graduation exam, 70 points."

Ling Ruxin screamed happily: "thank you, Miss Zhou."

Bang girl gives a hug: "Ruxin, you are great."

The rest of the boys are also happy: "the school flower is the school flower, not only beautiful, but also powerful reading."

At this time, bangs girl seems to think of something and turns to look at Ye Tianlong with a sneer:

"Ye Tianlong, Shengsi University stresses strength. If you want to pass the exam, you must show strength like your heart."

"Do you think you can pass by flattering Mr. Zhou? You are so naive

Bangs girl not polite sarcasm: "niucaohuai, have the ability, you also stand up to recite a, or talk with teacher Zhou ah."

"Lulu, don't stimulate him. How can a person who hasn't passed CET-4 for four years recite a text?"

"That is, if you open an English book to him, you may not be able to read it."

"He should know this, so he is cheating and flattering Mr. Zhou."

When Ling Ruxin and her group hit Ye Tianlong, Pu Ciqiu's pretty face became gloomy. They were a little unhappy. They said that about ye Tianlong.

"Autumn goddess, leave him quickly, or you will be infected with stupidity."

"By that time, you will not be able to pass the exam even if he implicates you. It will be too late for you to regret.

Other students also took the opportunity to coax and advise Pu Ciqiu to stay away from ye Tianlong.

Just when Pu Ciqiu frowned and wanted to stand up and say something, ye Tianlong gave a noncommittal smile, then threw away his book and stood up:

"permit your servant Liang, to observe the late sovereign was taken from us while his life's work."

“the—restoration—of—the—Han……”

A series of English from ye Tianlong's mouth, not only let bangs girl They gape, is strict Zhou Zhenxing also hard to believe.

Ye Tianlong is not ye Tianlong's voice full of passion and uprightness. He rises and falls with the words, and then turns to the soft bass to sublimate.

It has a resonant depression, pleasant voice, sad loneliness, ups and downs, but it also releases high tide.

Every word has a sound.

The audience was quiet, listening up, like listening to an ancient speech.

Zhou Zhenxing also stopped. He was addicted to Ye Tianlong's recitation, and his eyes were filled with sadness that he didn't even know.

He seemed to think of Zhuge Liang, who had devoted himself to his work, of his ideals, and of his unfulfilled ambitionEven the most disdainful Ling Ruxin, they found that they were absent for a few seconds, and then they were stunned.

When did ye Tianlong become so powerful? Can you not only speak master level English, but also translate the eternal article "chushibiao"?

It's incredible and shocking.

Zhou Zhenxing finally came to Ye Tianlong. He was surprised and appreciated. He did not expect that ye Tianlong would be so amazing.

“I—write—I——know—not—what。”

Ye Tianlong dropped the last word, then looked at Zhou Zhenxing in front of him and said with a smile: "teacher, how many points do you recite this?"

"Full marks!"