novelraw Chapter 1112: People are more likely to die than others
Chapter 1112: People are more likely to die than others
Chapter 1112: People are more likely to die than others
When the paper was full, the little guy put down the pen.
Thinking of what his great-grandmother said about not talking in class, the little guy silently handed the book full of English letters to Shen Zhihuan.
He looked like he was begging for praise.
Shen Zhihuan gave the little guy a thumbs up as a compliment.
The little guy bared his baby teeth and smiled silently.
"Hey, dear, Grandma Tang, can you read the English letters you wrote?" Master Miejie deliberately softened his voice because he was worried about scaring the little guy.
Thinking of Grandma's previous instructions, the little guy didn't say a word, but nodded obediently and handed the notebook to Master Jue.
Everyone had their ears open.
When they heard what Master Miejie said, their eyes widened.
Familiar classmates even exchanged glances.
There are also those who are bold, leaning their necks, trying to take a sneak peek.
English letters…
Shen Zhihuan's son is writing English letters.
Some people suspect that there is something wrong with their ears.
after all…
So for a young child, it’s good if he can hold a pen firmly, and you can still count on him to write.
Master Miejie had no time to care about the surprise of her classmates and looked at the letters written by the little guy seriously.
After a long while, she handed the notebook in her hand to Liu Chunhua, "Look at what I wrote."
"I've already seen it." Liu Chunhua lowered her head, looking ashamed.
"How do you feel?" asked Master Jiejie.
"...The green is better than the blue and is better than the blue." Liu Chunhua thought for a while.
Master Miejie couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
Is the blue better than the blue? !
Who is Qing? Who is blue?
It doesn’t matter if I’m not good at learning foreign languages, my Chinese is still so bad.
I don’t know how she got in in the first place? !
Liu Chunhua said in her heart: [It all depends on the extra points]
Master Jue took the notebook out of Liu Chunhua's hand and handed it to the female classmate behind her, "Everyone, take a look..."
The female classmate took it and her eyes widened suddenly.
The classmates next to her leaned over to take a look and stared in the same way.
Circulate one by one.
All of them are the same shocked emoticons.
"Look at your summer homework, and then think about the English letters written by Guaiguai. Is there anything you want to say?" The notebook returned to Master Miejie's hand, and she glanced at everyone with her sharp gaze.
Everyone lowered their heads.
After a crazy summer vacation, many people stayed up late in the past two days to finish their summer homework.
The homework for a summer vacation was completed in a day or two. You can imagine the quality of the homework.
There is no harm without comparison.
The youngest ones here are nineteen or twenty, and the older ones are even twenty-six or seventeen.
A child who is just learning to talk knows how serious it is, but people in their twenties do not understand.
"You study for yourselves, not for me, nor for you as a teacher. If you study hard, you will benefit. Likewise, if you are perfunctory, you will also suffer the loss." The master's gaze once again swept over everyone one by one.
Especially those classmates who were secretly glad to have managed to get through, were all taken care of by her sharp gaze.
Everyone's faces seemed to be set on fire, and they were getting hot.
Ren Jinghua rushed over to class and saw a group of students who looked like quails.
He subconsciously looked at his wife, Master Jue, with questioning eyes.
Master Jue said nothing and silently handed him the book in her hand.
He took the book with a confused look on his face and frowned as he glanced at the ten lines.
"Who wrote this?"
Master Miejie pursed his lips at the little guy.
Ren Jinghua frowned even more tightly. "Shen Zhihuan, do you want to rebel? In one summer vacation, you wrote this?"
Let the essence of energy not come out anywhere.
"No, you didn't write this. Tell me, who did it for you? Your brother or your nephew?"
Ren Jingjingpo seemed to be gnashing his teeth.
Master Jiejie held his forehead.
She is a man who really knows how to think things through.
Shen Zhihuan smiled and pointed at the little guy on her leg.
Ren Jinghua frowned and stared at the innocent and ignorant little guy for a long time, and then looked down at the book in his hand.
Finally, he looked at his wife, Mrs. Jue, who was beside him, with disbelief in his voice, "Did he write it?"
Master Jue smiled and nodded.
"Did you teach me this?" Ren Jinghua turned to look at Shen Zhihuan with a look of incompetence.
Shen Zhihuan nodded.
"How long have you been teaching?" Ren Jingjing wanted to know more.
Such an older child can actually write the English alphabet.
"Half a class." Shen Zhihuan answered truthfully.
Ren Jingjing looked at her daughter-in-law beside her as if asking for confirmation.
"To be precise, it should be one-third of the class." Master Jiejie corrected.
Ren Jinghua's eyes widened, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
He thought for a while, opened a blank piece of paper again, and wrote a few strokes.
"Hey, look, what's missing from the English alphabet?" Ren Jingjing put the notebook and pencil in front of the little guy.
The students were all craning their necks, wanting to see if the little guy really remembered the order of English letters from a to z, or if he was just copying a cat.
The little guy blinked and looked at the English letters on the notebook, then picked up the pencil...
Ren Jingjing and Master Miejie stared directly at the tip of the little guy's pen.
The couple looked more and more frightened.
Until the little guy put down his pen, the couple still looked in disbelief.
Exactly.
Liu Chunhua, who was sitting next to Shen Zhihuan, was also stunned.
Although I guessed that the little guy might have memorized the English alphabet, I didn't expect that the little guy could even fill in the blanks easily.
Zhang Fengxia, who was worried about her grandson, finished her work and hurried to school.
Because the Su family often came to school, and Zhang Fengxia would bring the janitor some fruits and pastries that were endless at home from time to time, so when he saw Zhang Fengxia coming, the janitor let him go happily.
Zhang Fengxia did not disappoint the gatekeeper. She took out two fist-sized green apples from her pocket and stuffed them into the gatekeeper's hand.
The janitor pushed him a bit and then accepted it, not forgetting to say a few polite words.
Zhang Fengxia had just walked to the door of the Foreign Languages Department when she heard her classmates discussing the little guy's learning talent with envy and jealousy.
Although Zhang Fengxia did not know what the English alphabet was, this did not prevent her from being excited and happy.
Because she heard the envy and praise in the voices of her classmates.
As soon as Shen Zhihuan led the little guy out of the classroom, he met Zhang Fengxia's smiling eyes.
Especially that wrinkled smiling face, which almost didn't blind Shen Zhihuan's eyes.
Zhang Fengxia has a good temper, and she always wears a smile on her face when talking or doing things.
But it's rare that the corners of his mouth are raised as much as now, and his face is full of joy and excitement.
Shen Zhihuan subconsciously wondered if her mother-in-law had picked up gold bars on the way to school.
"Mom, what good thing happened to you? Did you find gold on the road?" She thought so and asked.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhang Fengxia smiled and glared at Shen Zhihuan, then bent down and picked up the little guy.
Maybe she was afraid that the little one would get hot, so she took out a small folding fan from her pocket, opened it, and fanned the little one.
"Auntie, I'm worried that I haven't seen my precious grandson for a while!" Liu Chunhua joked with a smile.
"You will know when you become a grandmother yourself." Zhang Fengxia did not deny it.