When it comes to writing, it’s not necessary to build a car in closed doors. As an author, you always have to draw nutrients from the people around you.
In the past, Tang Shuge wrote a lot of what Yang Xiao said and did into novels, but this time it was different - this time, she created a love novel directly based on Yang Xiao and Meng Yufan!
After the article was posted on the Internet, it immediately aroused a good response.
Tang Sugar has written for so many years, and the readership has accumulated to a certain extent. Readers saw that she crossed the border from ancient words to write modern words. At first, they had some regrets, but when they casually clicked on the copywriting and casually read a few chapters, they immediately fell into the pit in the form of upside down, and never again. Can't get out!
One of the comments was pushed to the top by countless readers, with hundreds of comments—
- "Ma'am, I don't have any cavities yet, so don't stop sending sugar!"
Tang Sugar couldn't be happier. Every day, his thoughts flowed like a fountain, and he couldn't stop coding. In the past, she stayed up all night to write, and every time her hair fell out; now, she gets up at 5 o'clock in good spirits, typing thousands of words to update the computer, not distracted, not playing with the phone, not to mention too much focus .
Even the editor praised her, saying that her article finally came to an end!
However, Tang Shug felt a little ashamed every time he saw the praise from the readers. After all, Yang Xiao still doesn't know about this...
Although only 10% of the content of the novel overlaps with reality, it is ultimately to inform her.
However, every time Tang Shuge faced Yang Xiao, he didn't know how to speak. After all, she really dared not tell her best friend that in her novel, the heroine has a baby named Dasheng in her belly...
But with a knife in his head, and a knife in his head, Tang Shuge made up his mind that he must find a time to "confess his mistake".
But, what time to find a good time
"Xiaoxiao, will Da Meng come to accompany Dasheng to play this weekend?" Tang Shuge approached attentively and pinched Yang Xiao's back, "My book has a good grade and is going to be listed on V. This article Wen is so successful without your 'help', I invite you to go to the restaurant and have a meal!"
Yang Xiao didn't think much, and said casually: "Help? We just advise you to write full-time articles. What kind of help is this? Your grades are so good, you are purely relying on yourself. You don't need to treat guests to dinner."
"Use it!"
"I really don't need it." Yang Xiao replied, "And Yufan just called me. He won't be able to come this weekend. Their school suddenly wants to give them make-up classes."
"Make-up classes? Isn't he a graduate student and still need make-up classes?"
"Yeah, make up for English." Yang Xiaohen said ironically, "I just found out that more than half of their team has not even passed the fourth level of English! Now the English test certificate is linked to the graduation certificate, Huacheng The university is strictly controlled, Yu Fan did not get the fourth grade when he was an undergraduate student. At that time, their coach made several applications to the Academic Affairs Office, and he was reluctantly allowed to succeed in the postgraduate study. Now Hwaseong University is slamming English education and asking them We have to win the fourth division before the CUBA Nationals."
Originally, the CUBA regional qualifiers had a very tight schedule. Meng Yufan had to train and play every week, and now he had to find time to memorize English words... He could only grieve the Great Sage for a while. But December is coming soon. When the preliminaries are over and the fourth-level exam is over, he will definitely come to Yang Xiao's house every day to report and take the dog to the park to play wildly!
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In a small classroom in the teaching building of Hwaseong University, more than a dozen tall boys crowded awkwardly behind the desk, and their long legs could not be placed at all.
Everyone was either lying on the desk or playing with their mobile phones. The "College English" in front of them was spread out on the table, all of them looked absent-minded.
Just based on their current state, let alone CET 4, even if they brought a high school English test paper, they would have failed the test.
No way, physical education students spend most of their time on the basketball court, and don't have enough energy to learn cultural knowledge like ordinary candidates.
Among the several cultural classes, Meng Yufan was most afraid of English class. He can't even memorize ancient Chinese poems, and he still learns English? The fourth-level word Red Treasure Book in his desk pocket, he memorized only to abandon, and when he closed the book, he forgot how to spell it.
Meng Yufan sat there dejectedly, and would rather be fined 300 shots by the coach than memorize one more word.
Now that the teacher has not come, there is chaos in the classroom.
"It's so annoying, the competition is so tight, and you have to make up for English, make up some bird feathers!" Huang Xiaoke complained, "College English" was covered on his head, and every page was brand new. "Can't the school be open to the Internet? Let me memorize English, it is better for me to play another game with the big tank of Communication University!"
Liu Fangzhou sat in the first row, his upper body was almost completely lying on the desk, his two long arms were hanging down, and he was playing with his shoelaces in a boring way. His body has almost recovered, and he's been doing fitness training recently, with knee pads over his knees and the big nike checkmark printed on it.
Liu Fangzhou said, "It would be great if the English test could also be checked." He sighed and asked, "Who knows who the teacher is this time?"
Before, the school also appointed English teachers to give them make-up lessons. But when a teacher comes, they get angry and leave one. The teacher dislikes them for their bad attitude in learning. All of them are elm heads... No, they are all colander heads! They couldn't remember a single thing the teacher taught, just like a colander in their head, they all flowed away!
Over time, no English teacher is willing to take on this drudgery and teach this group of special students.
A boy stood up and said mysteriously, "I have inside information—the teacher here this time is an associate professor transferred from the University of Foreign Studies!"
Associate professor transferred from another university
This is very rare.
"I heard that too!" Huang Xiaoke answered, "I heard that this male professor has several boats on his feet, including teachers from the same school and his own students! He was fascinated by those women, and then this happened. I don't know what happened, but their school knew about it and they were going to give him a punishment. As a result, his family had some background, so he found an exchange study name and put him in our school! I guess let him stay out of the limelight. "
"Fuck, so awesome?" a center said enviously, "This man is very powerful. It is a blessing to be able to make so many women fascinated by him at the same time."
They are all at the age when their hormones are the most active. Huang Xiaoke's words are enough to make them think about it. Everyone wants to be like that professor, as charming as he is, hugging from side to side.
But when Meng Yufan heard it, he felt particularly harsh.
"You can't say that." Meng Yufan interrupted their dirty jokes, "This person is obviously morally corrupt, and he plays with the feelings of several girls at the same time, what kind of brute force is this? With several men, do you think she's amazing too?"
"...Everyone is just joking, Fanzi, you don't need to be on the line like this." Captain Liu Fangzhou quickly smoothed the game, "Besides, man, who hasn't imagined such a thing, just like the emperor, San Gong There are seventy-two concubines in the Sixth Academy, so naturally the more girlfriends, the better."
Liu Fangzhou is the eldest brother in the team, very authoritative, and while he said that, he winked at Meng Yufan and told him not to quarrel with everyone.
In fact, Meng Yufan knew in his heart that everyone was just talking and joking. They hadn't thought deeply about how much pain a man would bring to the girls who loved him when he stepped on several boats.
Isn't Yang Xiao's ex-boyfriend just such a cheater? When Meng Yufan thought that there was someone in this world who had hurt Yang Xiao, he was so angry that he wanted to round and flatten that bastard! !
Moreover, who said that all men in this world want to imitate the emperor's three palaces and six courtyards? At least he didn't think about it.
If you love someone, you must give everything to her. Two people support each other and live a solid life, isn't that enough
However, Meng Yufan didn't want to quarrel with his teammates on this matter. He lowered his head and continued to read, turning another page of the English textbook in his hand.
And other people's topics have already skipped to the next one.
"I really don't understand, what kind of English do we basketball players learn?" Someone complained angrily, "Basketball tests your skills, not your English level! As long as you play well, who cares if you have passed CET 4 or not? ?"
Before he could finish his sentence, a low-pitched and magnetic baritone suddenly sounded outside the door: "—No, who said that learning English is useless for basketball players?"
The team members in the house were all shocked, and all turned their heads to look outside the classroom.
I saw a handsome middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes standing there at the door of the classroom, holding a lesson plan in one hand, full of books. Needless to say, he is naturally the teacher of their English class!
He's really good looking, otherwise he wouldn't be fascinated by girls. But after Meng Yufan heard about his romantic deeds, he didn't like him at all. He only thought that he was slick and disgusting, and he was a greasy middle-aged man.
Naturally, the teacher didn't know what Meng Yufan was thinking. He straightened his clothes, and with more than a dozen lines of sight, Shi Shiran walked into the classroom.
"Of course English is useful to you." He put the lesson plan on the podium and said loudly, "Your goal will definitely not be limited to a small CUBA, right? You must want to step into the CBA like your predecessors. According to According to the current rules of the CBA, almost every team has foreign players, if you don’t know a word of English, how can you cooperate with those foreign players?”
He listed seven or eight foreign players who were active in the domestic CBA arena in one breath. They were all well-known people in the international football arena and were dug up by CBA clubs with high salaries.
The teacher added: "Of course, I believe that your goal is not just the CBA, right? You must have thought about going further, going abroad, going to the NBA arena... By that time, there will be no one around you who can speak Chinese. , coaches, teammates, agents, scouts, everyone speaks English, and your English level is only on hello and goodbye! Do you still think that learning English is useless now?"
His words hit the nail on the head, completely hitting the secret fantasy of these young people.
Yes, if you don't learn English well now, you will encounter foreign players in the future, and you won't be able to say hello...
Everyone's eyes changed instantly, as if they had seen themselves galloping and winning championships on foreign courts!
On the podium, when the teacher saw the eyes of the students in the audience, he laughed in his heart: ... These guys with developed limbs and simple minds are really fooling around. Anyway, I just came to Hwaseong University to hide from the limelight, and just read a few texts according to the script. At the end of the course, there is a section where students need to rate the teacher, and they will definitely rate themselves high! It will be justifiable to wait until the next semester to transfer back to the University of Foreign Studies.
His contemptuous expression was all hidden deep in his eyes, and he still had a smile on his face.
Only Meng Yufan, relying on his animal-like intuition, the more he looked at him, the more he felt that he was extremely false.
"Teacher, you haven't said your name yet?" Meng Yufan asked suddenly.
"Forgot to introduce myself." The teacher slowly rolled up his shirt sleeves, picked up a piece of chalk, turned around and left three large characters on the blackboard, "My name is Yu Huaibo, and from today on, I will It's your English teacher."