True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 29 Slapped the entire elite class in the face

  "……"

  A word, quieted the classroom again.

  The students couldn’t help but took another look at the corner. By this look, all the retort voices swallowed back into their stomachs.

  The girl sat there quietly, the sunlight dyed her brows and eyes pale gold.

  There is no deliberate embellishment, but it is inadvertently beautiful.

  This kind of appearance is really something that people can have?

   Said that the face is devalued.

  Ying Feifei was so angry: "Do you dare to say this in front of Xiaoxuan?"

  The classmates glanced at each other, did not speak any more, and started to read early.

  There is only a five-minute break between morning reading and the first class. Some students go to collect water and some go to the bathroom.

  Ying Zijian was holding her elbow, looking bored at the English elective eight, her thoughts drifted to the time she was in country Y.

  At that time, people still spoke Middle English. Modern English was simplified a lot, and it was quite fast to learn.

  As soon as five minutes arrive, the class bell rang, and the first class is English.

  The English teacher is a woman in her early forties, whose surname is Deng.

  She stepped on the bell and walked in on time, still holding a stack of papers: "Everyone knows the results of the final exam, now I will give you the papers."

  "This question is difficult, but everyone is doing well in the test."

  The students breathed a sigh of relief.

  After all, the exam papers of the Qingzhi Elite Class, perverted the whole network to mourn for them.

   is only English, sometimes it is more difficult than IELTS.

  "Zhong Zhiwan, 123 points, first in the class." Teacher Deng read the results while sending, "...Lu Fang, 94 points, Ying Feifei..."

  She didn't read the result until the last paper was left in her hand.

  Teacher Deng pushed his glasses, and his voice was kind: "Ying Zijin, come and get your papers."

  Yingzi nodded and walked forward.

  Lu Fang was not happy: "Mr. Deng, we have read all of our grades, so why don't we read her?"

  When he didn’t know, Ying Zijin was able to test 30 points of English, which is considered to be an extraordinary performance.

  Teacher Deng smiled with a good temper: "If you agree with Ying, you can also read it."

  Lu Fang immediately looked at the girl, arrogantly: "Yingzijin, do you mind letting everyone know your results?"

  Ling Zijin took the paper from Teacher Deng and walked on.

  Ignored Lu Fang completely, without even giving his eyes.

  Lu deflated madly.

  Ying Feifei gloated: "I know that night, I saw it. She only scored 25 points in the test. It's too embarrassing. No wonder I don't want to be known."

  Zhong knew that the night did not respond, he was pensive, not knowing what he was thinking.

   "Okay, let's start talking about the topic now." Teacher Deng picked up the chalk, "I will call someone to answer the question at any time, if I can't answer..."

   Suddenly wailing underneath.

  Even Zhong Zhiwan only scored 123 points, which shows how abnormal the question is.

  嬴子衿 glanced at his own paper, thoughtfully.

  Well, it seems that before she woke up, she was really a scumbag.

  Ms. Deng is not very fast in class, and she will take care of students with weak English, but she can't tolerate someone wandering in class.

   A chalk head was thrown over: "Lu Fang, tell me about 64 questions about reading comprehension."

  Lu Fang took a look at the question and found that he had done something wrong.

  Moreover, he couldn't understand a word in the title option, a little dumbfounded, and sweating in a hurry.

  Ying Feifei saw this, and said loudly: "Mr. Deng, this question has not been completed until the night. It must be difficult, but I just saw Ying Zijin that she wrote it correctly, so she should come up and talk about it."

  Zhong Zhiwan also raised his hand and smiled: "Mr. Deng, I also want to know how the student Ying did this question. Can you please tell me about it?"

  As soon as Zhong Zhi made a speech, many people in the class agreed.

   "Yes, Teacher Deng."

   "We are all curious."

  The difficulty of this question is much higher than the standard, no one in the class will answer it.

   Teacher Deng frowned, just about to say something, in the corner, the girl slowly stood up.

  She held the paper in one hand, glanced at it, and opened her mouth casually.

   Lu Fang and Ying Feifei, who were about to make a mockery, heard a string of pure and fluent English accent: "..."

  Zhong Zhiwan turned his head abruptly.

  嬴子衿 finished this question in 30 seconds: "To sum up, 64 questions choose D."

  Ms. Deng was pleasantly surprised: "The answer is very good, that's it, please sit down."

  Ling Ziying sat down and turned his pen to play.

  The signal of "a bunch of rubbish" is exuded all over his body.

  The whole class: "..."

  Ying Feifei couldn't believe it: "I know that night, she really will?"

Isn't    blind?

  Zhong Zhiwan’s smile on his lips condensed: "Who knows?"

  At this moment, Teacher Deng asked again: "Zhong Zhiwan, do you understand?"

  Zhong Zhiwan blushed hot, she lowered her head: "Understood."

  "Oh, you guys really disappointed me." Teacher Deng sighed, "After studying with me for so long, it's not as good as the classmate Ying Zijin who came here halfway. After returning, he will study hard for me."

  The class is quiet, no one dared to speak anymore.

  One class ended soon. After class, Teacher Deng called Ying Zijin up.

   "During the winter vacation, did you practice oral English?"

  Ying Ziying raised her eyebrows: "Yeah."

  "Yes, it's a good start. You are a little weak and can't do too difficult questions." Teacher Deng said, "I will give you some basic question sets. Will I have time to go to my office to get them at noon?

  Ying Zijin did not refuse this kindness, although she did not need to: "Yes."

  "Work hard." Before leaving, Teacher Deng patted her on the shoulder, "Don't take other people's words to heart."

  **

  At noon, everyone in the classroom went out to eat.

  Ling Zijin took a bite of a tomato and looked down at the WeChat message.

  She has very few WeChat contacts. Only Fu Yunshen and Wen Tinglan will send messages to her.

  The former has recently raised her as a child, such as this one today.

  【Yaoyao, do you have a good meal at noon? 】

   [No, tomatoes to eat. 】

  She is very picky.

  Ten seconds later, Fu Yunshen sent a voice directly.

  His voice has always been nice, low and deep, like notes jumping on the apex of his heart.

   [Kid, how long have we been apart now, and I'm not obedient anymore, the meal must be delicious. 】

【Oh. 】

  【Okay, it seems that my brother has to stare at you. See you tonight and see if we Yaoyao are thin. 】

  Ling Ziying stared at this sentence, rubbed his head, and put the phone back in his pocket.

  After eating the last bite of tomatoes, she got up and went to the English group office.

After knocking on the door,    walked in.

  Except for Teacher Deng, there is only one young man in the office.

After the door was closed, Teacher Deng turned his head and said to him: "Mr. He, this kid gave me a big surprise today. Her spoken English is really good."

  That is not the ordinary English accent, but Queen’s English—the pure royal English accent.

   is incredible.

  He Xun heard the words and asked faintly: "What's the use?"

  He helped Teacher Deng teach a few lessons to the elite class, so he naturally knew what Yingzizhen was like.

  Don't make progress, don't work hard.

  This kind of students, he dislikes the most.

  　#The male lead, he **** an old father’s heart#

  　　Queen’s English: English spoken by the British royal family. Rise in the 18th century

  (End of this chapter)