True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 30 Brother will accompany you on duty

  After knowing that Ying Zijin was relying on the relationship between the Ying family and entering the elite class through the back door, He Xun was even less impressed.

  He really doesn’t like her at all.

  As for spoken English?

  This is the most basic ability of Qingzhi students.

  Ms. Deng was taken aback by these four words, but he remembered one thing.

  At that time, she went to Ozhou for a week of academic exchanges, so she asked He Xun to help her take the place.

  When I came back, I heard from the students in the elite class and the international class that He Xun asked the simplest questions in class, and Ying Zijin couldn’t answer them. He couldn’t understand the kind.

  Sometimes, I even fell asleep in class.

  He Xun naturally didn't say anything when he was in class, but everyone could tell that he was angry.

  Teacher Deng sighed, and then stopped talking: "This kid is actually quite difficult..."

  Teach students, she usually prescribes the right medicine.

  And learning is indeed related to talent, not everyone is good at English math.

  He Xun did not comment on this, and was still indifferent: "But she has taken up resources that she shouldn't have."

  If there is no winner, the position in the elite class belongs to the 50th grade.

  After all, the elite classes are equipped with top-level teacher resources, and they cannot be compared even for key classes.

  He Xun did not speak any more. He was reading a document with dense English on it.

  But if you look closely, these English languages ​​are different from normal English.

  This is Middle English, used between 1150 and 1500.

  Compared with modern English, the grammar of Middle English is more complicated

  Because of the absorption of a lot of French and Latin vocabulary, it is even more difficult.

  The scarlet letters on the literature are comments made by He Xun. He checked a lot of materials, but only translated one paragraph.

  There are too few people who understand Middle English now, even if it is a native of country Y, no one uses it anymore.

  Want to find someone who knows Middle English is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

  He Xun rubbed his temples, put aside the documents in his hand, and took out the textbooks of the international class and began to prepare lessons.

  **

  Xu was because of the English class in the morning, Lu Fang and Ying Feifei were a lot more honest, so they didn’t bother with Ying Zijin anymore.

  On the first day of school, I was all talking about papers. Ying Zijin looked at her scores in six courses, but she didn't feel much.

  She knows why this happens.

  Although she hadn't fully woken up before, and her memory and ability were absent, her IQ was still a little bit, and she wouldn't be so bad on the test.

  However, because he was under the pressure of the wealthy circle, he was called to give Ying Luwei blood transfusion from time to time. Like a puppet, he didn’t have any freedom.

  I can’t keep up with my physical fitness, let alone study hard.

  If the exam results are poor, Zhong Manhua will become even more angry. If things go on like this, it will become a vicious circle.

  Ling Zijin's expression was faint, and she put the papers in her schoolbag.

  It’s no wonder that her temper has become bad. It turned out to be because of the oppression she suffered during the year she came to Ying’s house.

  She is not mentally perverted, it's fine.

  "Knowing the night, let’s go." Before leaving the classroom, Ying Feifei deliberately raised her voice, "Let’s go see your grandpa."

  Zhong Zhiwan’s grandfather, also Zhong Manhua’s father.

  Ying Zijin, an adopted daughter, definitely not qualified to meet.

  Zhong Zhiwan's expression has changed.

  Ying Feifei didn’t know, she knew very well.

  Although I haven't met a few times, only twice, Mr. Zhong is very kind to Ying Zizhen, and almost all of them have passed her.

  I remembered the words that nobody took seriously in the morning, Zhong Zhiwan's actions paused, and he glanced at the girl faintly: "Let's go."

  There is no late self-study in the elite class. After school, the students will learn from each other.

  Ling Zijin glanced at the time, and was about to leave.

  Before he went out, he was stopped and was a life committee member.

"Ying Zijin, it's your turn today. There is not much **** on the first day. Just wipe the blackboard." He hesitated for a while and whispered, "In the morning, I saw Lu Fang filled with water. The basin is on the door, you...you have to be more careful these days."

  Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Thank you."

   "No, don't thank you." The life committee hurriedly avoided the girl's sight, with a blush on her face, she picked up her schoolbag and ran away quickly.

  Ying Ziying thought for a while, and decided to give Fu Yunshen a message back first.

  After sending the WeChat message, she rolled up her sleeves, took out the rag from under the podium, and went to the bathroom.

  The sky was dark early in March. After going back and forth for a few minutes, the sky outside was completely dark.

  Looking from the corridor, you can see the drooping sky.

  Buildings are hidden in the ink-colored clouds that change with the wind, and the long streets are full of traffic, and the crowds are like ocean tides, flooding the entire city.

  Ying Ziying stood quietly for a while before returning to the classroom.

  As soon as she entered, she stopped.

  The tall man leaned against the window, and thousands of lights were reflected in his light amber pupils, brighter than the galaxy.

   Fu Yunshen heard the footsteps, he straightened up, turned his head, peachy eyes curled up: "Yaoyao."

  Ying Ziying slightly twisted her eyebrows: "Didn’t you say, don’t you have to wait for me?"

  He always has a lot of things to be busy, and there is no need to take care of her all the time.

   "It's okay." Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket and laughed, "Brother, I've been relatively free these days, so I will accompany you on duty."

  Speaking, he took the rag from her hand and wiped the blackboard skillfully.

  Ling Zijin was silent for a while, she sighed, walked to the back, picked up the broom, and started sweeping the floor.

  Ten minutes later, the two of them finished cleaning.

  Fu Yun flicked the ash on his shirt deeply, and narrowed his peachy eyes: "Well, it's pretty clean, let's go."

When    came out, it was already half past seven.

  "Let’s have a meal." Ying Zijin took out his phone and opened the app, "Then I will go home."

  Home refers to Wenfengmian’s residence.

  Fu Yun chuckled softly: "Listen to you."

   was searching for nearby restaurants, and a surprise shout sounded in her ear: "Miss Ying!"

  嬴子衿turned back.

   "Prickly—"

  A black Maybach suddenly stopped in front of her, and the window of the co-pilot rolled down.

  **

  At the same time, passing by.

  Zhong Manhua just came out of the Century Center shopping store. She just called the driver to pick him up. When she looked up, she saw a girl in a green school uniform standing in front of a car, bending slightly.

Next to   , is Fu Yunshen, a well-known young man in Shanghai.

  Zhong Manhua frowned unhappily, and was about to step forward to take Ying Zijin away.

   "Manhua." Aside, Madam Mu noticed, "What's the matter?"

   "Nothing." Zhong Manhua immediately retracted his sight, just want to leave quickly.

  She didn't want Mrs. Mu to see this scene, but it was passed out that her daughter Zhong Manhua seduce Young Master Fu somehow.

  However, Madam Mu had already looked over.

  Zhong Manhua's heart jumped and he went to pull her: "Mrs. Mu, let's go first."

  Mrs. Mu did not move. She looked at the black Maybach and froze there, a little lost.

  That seems to be...

  Mu Heqing’s special car.

  　 English is like this: Old English-Middle English-Modern English, gradually simplified

  (End of this chapter)