After working all morning, when I came back for the first class in the afternoon, Hu Xiujie walked and led the wind into the classroom.

"Class meeting."

The owls immediately sat upright.

Hu Xiujie stood at the podium center and Leng Su's eyes swept across the class, "First of all, congratulations to everyone on entering Class A of Mathematics."

There was a neat applause in the class.

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The same rises and falls, the rhythm is even. Sincerely restrain yourself, only eight times.

Xie Lan was stunned for a moment, and there were three other newcomers who were confused with him. Wang Gou joined the applause in the middle, but the drums were wrong and others stopped abruptly. He blew twice more, which made it very embarrassing.

Xie Lan subconsciously glanced at Dou Sheng, who was also one of the eight armies, but he looked very cold.

Hu Xiujie ended the applause and said, "Then, welcome the four new classmates who will join this semester: Xie Lan, Wang Gou, Feng Miao, and Mao Lengxue."

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Another eight sound.

Xie Lan whispered: "Have you practiced?"

Dou Sheng nodded reluctantly.

"The head teacher is Hu Xiujie, nothing is possible." He said speechlessly.

There were only four new classmates, but Hu Xiujie still launched a round of self-introduction for the whole class.

"Save time, just in the seat, no more than three sentences per person, new students can say more."

First take turns to the cadres, and then follow the seat order.

Xie Lan estimated that each person could tell his name and hobbies in just three sentences, but he soon discovered that he was wrong.

Dong Shuijing was the first to stand up.

"Team leader Dong Shuijing, we will continue to serve everyone wholeheartedly in the new semester, as long as we have something to say, don't pull my hair!"

The whole class was happy, and Hu Xiujie, who walked to the side and sat down, also smiled faintly.

Then Dai You stood up, "Study Committee Member Dai You, if you don't study well, you will always take the second place in the exam, and stay the latest night to drink the sweetest coffee."

Xie Lan remembered in a daze that it seemed that from the first day, he had a whole row of coffee on his desk, and he had never missed it.

Then there was a petite and cute girl with very white skin and two dimples when she smiled. "Literary and Art Committee Member Liu Zixuan, I thought I had to go to another class to develop a home dance after this exam. I didn't expect that I could continue to be suppressed by the big guys here, alas."

Hu Xiujie smiled and said, "Class 4 cannot be without you."

This sentence was quite terrifying when Hu Xiujie said it. Xie Lan and Wang Gou were trembling all over his body, but the four groups did not respond and even started to make a fuss. Yu Fei, who usually doesn't like to talk, mingled in the crowd and said that that was a must.

Xie Lan asked Dou Sheng in a low voice, "What is a janitorial dance?"

"It's just the kind of dance that you're idle at home." Dou Sheng shook his wrist casually, "That's it."

Xie Lan: "Oh."

Yu Fei couldn't help but turn back after hearing this, "I really dare to say it and the other dare to believe it."

With three sentences of self-introduction, everyone in the four classes could tell the flowers. Xie Lan couldn't remember the full name, but he magically remembered everyone.

It was Dou Sheng's turn, this guy slowly got up—

"Hello everyone. I am Dou Sheng."

He paused for a moment, as if he had some difficulty thinking about the third sentence, and after two seconds of vacancies, he simply gave up: "Thank you everyone."

Force God.

Xie Lan thought to himself that he pretended to be cold and could be 50,000 words in front of a photo behind his back.

After Dou Sheng sat down, he arrived at Xie Lan.

When he got up, everyone in front of him turned around, and the class was quieter than before.

"I am Xie Lan. I'm back from the UK and I'm going to take the college entrance examination in China." After talking about the basic situation, Xie Lan hesitated and said, "I left before I recognized the words. My reading and writing are very poor. I hope I can make progress soon."

A boy asked, "Why, your parents don't teach their children Chinese characters when they go abroad?"

Sure enough, I was asked this question I least want to answer.

When he was a child, Xie Jingming would occasionally take him to family gatherings of immigrant scholars. The children who came together all spoke Chinese and English, mainly Chinese, and chatted until they were chatting. Xie Lan could only stand by and occasionally understood the English part, and could not make any friend.

After three rounds of drinking, the adults called the child back. Xie Jingming would introduce his pure British education at this time, and others would echo and praise him, but Xie Lan would not forget the look of other children looking at him in surprise.

A little boy glanced at him squintedly, "Why can't Chinese speak Chinese? Longlivegreatbritain?"

That sense of shame has accompanied him for many years.

But history has not happened again.

The owls did not think about "forgetting their roots" and "fashioning foreigners" at all, and they started to entertain themselves before Xie Lan answered.

"On how crazy contemporary parents can be in order to help their children learn English well."

"However, I didn't expect my child to return to China for the college entrance examination."

"I sighed and covered my tears, mourning the hardships of returning home!"

"Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Su Shi, Lu You, Xin Qiji! So much happiness is waiting for you!"

After being surprised, Xie Lan unconsciously raised the corners of his lips slightly and whispered to everyone.

After introducing myself, I suddenly felt relieved, as if I could take off on the spot.

Before get out of class, Hu Xiujie cleared his throat, and the whole group of owls sat up straight with vigor and spirit.

"The last few words. I believe everyone knows that the college entrance examination questions in the last two years were conservative, and many top students in mathematics and physics were flattened, and their rankings were dropped in a confused manner. You are the first A-class Mathematics and Sciences. The purpose of the school is to allow top students in a single subject to get extra points in independent enrollment. So we will conduct a lot of difficult questions daily and have the ability to withstand stress."

The person below nodded silently, and Hu Xiujie said again, "I have been preparing for my own recruitment for one year. The last semester of senior high school will be divided into classes again, and the A-level mathematics and physics will be cancelled and the ranking of general subjects will be unified. Therefore, students who are more subjective this year must not be slackened and strive to stay after a year."

After class, as soon as Hu Xiujie left the classroom, the owls became happy again.

Che Ziming turned around and said, "Lan, I will be divided into shifts next year, so you have to catch up with me."

Xie Lan nodded, "It's mainly Chinese."

Che Ziming sighed, "Chinese language, my scars. My Chinese language is also very bad, let's work hard together."

Xie Lan said casually as if he agreed. When the car turned around, he looked down at the tutoring schedule.

Dou Sheng lay down next to him and sleeped, and Xie Lan poked him.

Dou Sheng raised his head, "Hmm?"

"Go to the supermarket tonight." Xie Lan said, "I thought about it again. You have to post a video on Sunday, and you have to finish recording on Saturday. It's too late to prepare for get out of class tomorrow night. Why don't you buy it tonight?"

When Dou Sheng heard this, his expression gradually became solemn and he sat up.

"What do you mean? Do you still have to watch me make a pot of meat sauce?"

Xie Lan shook her head, "I can even teach you how to do it."

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Xie Lan opened the screenshot stored in the album of his mobile phone, "I saw a Chinese youtuber who talked about how terrible British food is in the eyes of Chinese people, it was very interesting."

Dou Sheng was silent: "…so?"

"He added 100,000 fans to that video." Xie Lan said, "Aren't you going to do more rich content? You can give it a try."

Xie Lan made a very sincere suggestion. Last night, Dou Sheng was thinking about it when he was talking about his "bottleneck".

Although this guy cheated him several times, he is still a friend who lives with him. He is good at shooting videos, so he can help.

What is this called repaying grievances with kindness.

Dou Sheng's expression was a little distorted, "Are you serious?"

"Yeah." Xie Lan said, "Let Xiaoma take us to the supermarket tonight?"

Dou Sheng was silent for a long time and fell back to the table decadently: "Whatever you want."

There is no difference between domestic and British supermarkets. Xiaoma chose the imported supermarket. Most of the foods have bilingual labels, so Xie Lan was very smooth to visit.

He walked in front, Dou Sheng followed behind with a broken face, pushing a cart in one hand and holding a mobile phone in the other, with a perfunctory look on his face.

Xie Lan looked back several times and saw that he was half-dead and couldn't help frowning.

If you don’t make progress and innovate, it’s difficult to make a comeback.

Yesterday I said I wanted to make a breakthrough, but today I refused to take this small step and I was weak.

"Hurry up."

"Yeah, yeah." Dou Sheng nodded perfunctorily, poking his phone without raising his eyes.

Xie Lan was speechless.

The meat sauce is easy to make, especially Xie Lan has a unique secret recipe.

Pork, fat and thin must be different.
To be continued...