Early the next morning, Nan Xiangwan took her English book and went up to the sixth floor. This time, she walked to the door of the rocket class classroom openly, and said to the students who came towards her, "Gourd Baby, call Liu Yubai."
The boy known as "Gourd Baby" agreed and yelled into the classroom. After shouting, he realized, who is this girl, and how did she know her nickname? Could it be that the story of him sleeping and snoring has spread throughout the whole grade? Under the boy's suspicious eyes, Nan Xiangwan smiled at him, "Thank you."
Liu Yubai came out soon. He was still wearing a white shirt under his school uniform. He was so gentle, so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off him.
Seeing Nan Xiangwan, Liu Yubai was slightly taken aback, as if a little surprised, "It's you?"
"Thank you for what happened yesterday." Nan Xiangwan handed him the English book, "I'll return this to you."
Liu Yubai didn't take the book, because the book in Nan Xiangwan's hand had changed. The hardcover book, which was originally a hard cover, was covered with a light blue book cover, and a transparent plastic cover was placed outside the paper cover, which looked quite delicate and dazzling.
"Is this the book I lent you yesterday?"
"Yes." In fact, she not only wrapped the book cover, but also made a bookmark with the leftover wrapping paper and put it in the book. I believe Liu Yubai will be even more pleasantly surprised after seeing it.
Liu Yubai looked at the book with a touch of emotion in his eyes, for a moment he didn't know what to say.
Before Liu Yubai took the book over, a girl who had passed the two of them took a few steps back and returned to the middle of the two. Seeing Nan Xiangwan, Wang Xiang's face instantly burst into a smile, and he asked enthusiastically, "Are you looking for Liu Yubai again?" She said the word "again" with extra emphasis, as if she was emphasizing something.
Nan Xiangwan's face remained unchanged, "Yes, I'll return the book."
Wang Xiang laughed out loud, "Hey, have you finished watching so soon?"
"It's me..." Liu Yubai wanted to explain for Nan Xiangwan, but this time, Nan Xiangwan gave him a gesture instead. Her expression was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, and she didn't seem to take Wang Xiang's sarcasm to heart, "This book doesn't have a lot of words, and there are no long and difficult sentences. The average high school student can finish it in one night. Is it possible that you still want to read it?" How many days will it take?" Nan Xiangwan smiled at this time, and said in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "That's right, it will be a bit difficult to read the original English version for the first time, just read more."
She keenly caught the disdain in Wang Xiang's eyes, and continued unhurriedly: "You, don't think it is so difficult to read the original English version. The most important thing in learning English is to have confidence in yourself and firmly believe that you It must be possible, instead of saying 'I can't understand', you have such a mentality, you will never be able to learn English well." When she said "I can't understand", she deliberately used Wang Xiang's words The intonation of this sentence, the vivid imitation made Liu Yubai beside him unconsciously bend the corners of his lips.
Nan Xiangwan knew that just saying this was not convincing enough, so she showed her hand again and suggested earnestly: "Beginners like you can start with some simple books, like "The Little Prince" "thewonderfulwizardofoz", "flipped", "thehouseonngostreet", "charlieandthechocolatefactory", "prideandprejudice", "rderontheorientexpress"..." She said a long list of English book titles, some of which sound familiar, some of which have never been heard at all, and most importantly, South Xiang Wan's pronunciation was standard and clear, which was very similar to the accent of those people in the English listening materials, but he spoke a little faster than them, which was far beyond Wang Xiang's expectations.
Seeing Wang Xiang's blank face, Nan Xiangwan added thoughtfully, "If necessary, I can write it down for you."
"No, no need." Wang Xiang stammered. She couldn't help but secretly looked at the girl in front of her, her face full of doubts, was this the Nan Xiangwan she knew
Nan Xiangwan knew what Wang Xiang was thinking at the moment. It was only after she went to college that she realized that English was not for reading or taking exams, but for using it. She no longer indulges in the sea of questions tactics, but starts to watch American dramas, listen to English news, and borrow original English books in the library. Her English level has improved a lot without knowing it, and she can also chat with foreign colleagues Literary content, instead of sticking to the discussion of weather, food and drink.
Nan Xiangwan smiled at this time, looking very kind and gentle, "Okay, if there is anything you don't understand about learning English, you can ask me anytime, I will know everything."
Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment, then said awkwardly: "Oh, thank you." She bowed slightly to bid farewell, and ran away despondently with a red face. To be honest, not only did she think Nan Xiangwan's spoken English was good, but she even felt that Nan Xiangwan's words made sense.
Looking at the back of Wang Xiang leaving in a panic, Liu Yubai couldn't help it anymore, covered his mouth and smiled lowly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, as if with light, which warmed people's hearts. He let out a long breath and said with relief: "It seems that I am overthinking."
Nan Xiangwan looked a little embarrassed, "No, I was just trying to scare her. In fact, I didn't read a single page, or even flipped through it." After Nan Xiangwan finished speaking, he didn't forget to add two words, "Don't worry. .”
Hearing what she said, Liu Yubai's expression froze, not because she was wondering why she cherished this book so much, but because she was ashamed of worrying for no reason. Thinking of this, Liu Yubai suggested: "Why don't I give this book to you."
"Huh? How can that work?" Don't say that the original English book itself is not cheap, and the fact that it is "father's gift" alone is not something that can be given away casually.
"No, I can't take it." Nan Xiangwan neatly stuffed the English book onto Liu Yubai, turned around and ran away. She was worried that Liu Yubai would catch up, so she gritted her teeth and ran a long way. After going downstairs, she still didn't forget to look back to see if Liu Yubai had followed.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Nan Xiangwan's head was pinned down. She screamed and turned to see Lin Xiaoran standing in front of her. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and the other on the In the middle of the air, he deliberately pulled out a distance to prevent her from hitting him.
"What are you running around without looking at the road, is someone chasing you?" Lin Xiaoran scolded.
Nan Xiangwan ignored him. While avoiding Lin Xiaoran, she put her hands in her coat pockets.
"Oops!" Nan Xiangwan suddenly stopped and howled.
Lin Xiaoran raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"
When Nan Xiangwan put her hand into the pocket of her jacket, she happened to touch the 3 inside, and then she remembered that besides returning the book, she also wanted to ask Liu Yubai to record his physics class. Forget it! What should I do now, go back and find him, or find someone else
Seeing her so depressed, Lin Xiaoran also put away his usual cynical look, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Lost the money? Why don't you go back and look for it?"
"What!" Nan Xiangwan rolled his eyes at him, "It's not that our physics teacher doesn't give lectures. I want to find someone to record the physics class of the rocket class, but I don't know who to turn to."
"That's all?" Lin Xiaoran snorted softly, "You said it earlier, I have a candidate."
"Who?" Nan Xiangwan raised his eyelids absently, then pouted and whispered, "Don't tell me it's Chen Shiyun." She didn't want to hear Chen Shiyun's voice on the recording.
"Of course not her." Mentioning Chen Shiyun, Lin Xiaoran's eyes darkened, but for a moment, he raised his head again, and said slowly, "In the entire rocket class, there should be no one more suitable for recording the physics class than him."
"Oh?" Nan Xiangwan became interested. She also wanted to know who else Lin Xiaoran knew in the rocket class. "Who the hell?" Nan Xiangwan asked eagerly.
"The physics teacher in the rocket class."
"That's right, why didn't I think of that." But for a moment, Nan Xiangwan's joyful face darkened again, and she said worriedly, "Will he talk to you?"
Lin Xiaoran bent his lips, looking confident, "Nonsense, he's actually quite afraid of me."
"Afraid of you?" Nan Xiangwan laughed. A teacher is still a teacher of the rocket class, why should he be afraid of a student who is also a student of the discipline class.
Lin Xiaoran said unhurriedly: "Yes, he is afraid that I will shave my head."
"What do you mean?" Nan Xiangwan frowned slightly, not understanding how this matter would involve shaving his head. She always looked down on all beings and showed her sharpness on weekdays. Either she looked down on this or that. Now there is finally something she doesn't understand. The whole person seems to have changed from a cold lily to a petite osmanthus. It became so soft that one couldn't help but want to pinch her face hard.
Lin Xiaoran was stunned for a moment, he really wanted to suspend this moment, or never tell her the answer, so that she could walk forever with this silly expression, but he couldn't resist Nan Xiangwan's decision to break the casserole and ask the bottom line With a lot of energy, he replied helplessly, "He is my uncle."
"Huh?" This was the first time Nan Xiangwan had heard of this saying - Uncle shaved his head and died in the first month of the lunar year.
Lin Xiaoran was very efficient. He delivered 3 there before get out of class, and picked it up after class, twice a week, rain or shine, without any delay. He was a hundred times more dedicated than any courier in the world. Xiang Wan felt a little embarrassed.
This afternoon, he took back the silver 3 again.
Nan Xiangwan saw Lin Xiaoran rushing in in a hurry, raised his face and smiled at him, and stretched out his hand to take 3, who knew that just when she was about to touch 3, Lin Xiaoran suddenly withdrew his hand, letting her miss it.
Lin Xiaoran smiled, and handed it to her again. Nan Xiangwan stretched out his hand, but it was empty again.
After repeating this several times, Nan Xiangwan became angry and kicked Lin Xiaoran's stool. Lin Xiaoran didn't expect Nan Xiangwan to get angry. Even though he had the weight to support him, he still staggered and bumped into his desk. He frowned all of a sudden, and said angrily: "Just kidding, what a fierce thing."
Nan Xiangwan ignored him and raised his jaw slightly.
"Here, here you are." Lin Xiaoran handed 3 to her again, but Nan Xiangwan didn't answer anything this time, her chin was still raised, and she didn't have to look at him.
Lin Xiaoran had no choice but to put 3 on Nan Xiangwan's desk, muttering things like "It's hard work is not worth it" and "I don't know good people".
The raised jaw fell, not only the lower jaw, but also lowered the eyebrows and eyes.
For Lin Xiaoran, Nan Xiangwan had complicated feelings. She didn't like him very much, and felt that he had poor grades, was arrogant, and always blocked her in class, but he helped her when she needed it most, and he was very selfless, helping her without any conditions. She still remembers that when she was in the rocket class, there was fierce competition among each other. Everyone would sit together to discuss problems and help give lectures, but more or less there would be some precautions. Everyone also maintained this tacit understanding and tried not to get involved. Other people's notes and information.
It was precisely because of this that Nan Xiangwan was extremely uneasy about Lin Xiaoran's "selflessness".
Nan Xiangwan said "thank you" to him. She is not a person who is good at expressing feelings. Her so-called "thank you" is more out of politeness and to maintain her own image, but if she wants to say it sincerely She couldn't say anything other than "thank you".
Lin Xiaoran had already turned back, and he pressed his back with his backhand, which was the place that was just touched by the desk. Looking at his bleak back, Nan Xiangwan became more and more uneasy.
She called out to him, waved the 3 in her hand, and said in a muffled voice, "Would you like to listen to it?" It was his uncle who gave the lecture, and he brought the recording back, so he should be counted as a share.
Lin Xiaoran raised his eyebrows, "Me? Forget it, I can't hide in time." He said suddenly, "Don't worry, I can get high marks even if I don't listen. Who doesn't know that I, Lin Xiaoran, have always been self-taught. But When my uncle heard that I was going to record his class, he was very happy."
"Heh..." Nan Xiangwan chuckled and said nothing more. A scumbag is a scumbag. Self-taught people have a thicker skin than a city wall.