Ye Shaolong secretly regretted that he woke up too late, but Sheng Xiaoyu did not drag him into the dormitory as if he wanted to escape like before, which made Ye Shaolong feel a little confused.
However, after being discovered by Sheng Xiaoyu, Ye Shaolong couldn't run away anymore, otherwise he wouldn't be able to blame her, and he would be the one to suffer.
Ye Shaolong turned around, put on a playful smile, and said: "Uh... well, Teacher Sheng, didn't I forget which dormitory is yours?"
"Then who knocked on the door just now?"
Sheng Xiaoyu stretched out her pretty face from behind the door, gave Ye Shaolong a rollicking look, and exposed his lame lies mercilessly.
"Haha!" Ye Shaolong laughed awkwardly and walked into this unfamiliar dormitory.
When he walked in the door, Ye Shaolong found that Sheng Xiaoyu had been hiding behind the door, only showing a pretty face that was slightly moist. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but he still walked straight in.
After walking in, Ye Shaolong clearly felt a pleasant aroma filling the whole room, which seemed to be the smell of shower gel or shampoo.
Thinking of what he heard from the two gossiping female teachers just now, Ye Shaolong suddenly felt relieved.
Come to think of it, the group of male teachers just now really behaved like beasts, which is outrageous to both humans and gods, otherwise Sheng Xiaoyu wouldn't have been so sweaty that she would have to take a shower right away after playing volleyball.
Ye Shaolong's understanding is not wrong. Generally, boys will sweat very little when playing air volleyball. If they just play casually, no matter how little they sweat, in the eyes of a clean-loving girl like Sheng Xiaoyu,
You must shower and change clothes as soon as possible.
Ye Shaolong habitually walked to the chair with the back facing inward, then turned around and sat down. However, as soon as he sat down and before he raised his head, a gust of fragrant wind drifted towards his face.
Ye Shaolong raised his head and found that Sheng Xiaoyu had sat opposite him at this time.
Ye Shaolong's steps were a little faster than ordinary people, so he walked in first.
But Sheng Xiaoyu had to close the door after he walked in before walking here. In this case, plus the relationship between footsteps, it is logical that Sheng Xiaoyu should sit down later than Ye Shaolong under normal circumstances.
Ye Shaolong looked up at Sheng Xiaoyu and found that she was panting, so he knew that she had just run.
"Teacher Sheng, aren't we in a hurry?" Ye Shaolong asked doubtfully.
Sheng Xiaoyu nodded, but two faint blushes appeared on her pretty face inadvertently. She didn't think she was misled by Ye Shaolong's somewhat ambiguous words, or she was thinking about something.
Ye Shaolong heard Sheng Xiaoyu say "hmm" and thought she just wanted to seize the time to tutor him, so he was relieved.
"It seems that she is really a responsible teacher! Xia Tian, with your previous shrewish attitude, are you worthy of stealing the fruits of victory?"
Ye Shaolong thought of the conversation between the two teachers just now, and couldn't help but feel inexplicably disgusted with Xia Tian, the head teacher who was not annoying before.
Maybe this is another scientific result produced by the comparison of people!
"Well, let's start class!" Sheng Xiaoyu interrupted Ye Shaolong's continued deep thought.
Ye Shaolong nodded and said: "Yes."
"Actually, as you said before, a language has four skills: listening, speaking, reading and writing. The college entrance examination English only requires mastering the three skills of listening, reading and writing, and among these three skills, writing ranks last, that is,
It shows that it is the most difficult skill.”
Sheng Xiaoyu did not give students a lot of perfect essays like other tutors, asking them to imitate or even recite them.
Sheng Xiaoyu's initial words had an obvious intention, which was to enhance Ye Shaolong's confidence in writing and weaken his resistance and even fear of writing.
Milu, a national football coach whom Ye Shaolong likes very much, once advocated a concept of happy football, which is essentially the philosophy that mentality determines everything.
But now, everything Sheng Xiaoyu did was catering to all of this. Ye Shaolong suddenly felt that Sheng Xiaoyu might be born to be a good teacher.
"The reason why English composition is the most difficult has a lot to do with students' subconscious neglect, but the most critical thing is the lack of practice, because you may do a lot of multiple choice questions or reading comprehension, but you won't practice a lot of writing."
Ye Shaolong could only nod in agreement to what Sheng Xiaoyu said.
"Today we will first learn how to make words and sentences. Next, I will give you a word and you will make a sentence." Sheng Xiaoyu said.
"Ah?" Ye Shaolong suddenly felt a little unhappy. He is already in high school, and he is still making sentences. Is there anything wrong?
"Ah what?" Sheng Xiaoyu clearly saw Ye Shaolong's displeasure.
Ye Shaolong didn't want to play such a primary school student's game, so he said shamelessly: "I don't know how!"
Sheng Xiaoyu naturally saw that Ye Shaolong was just pretending, but he was a little helpless and could only say: "It's not difficult, like her, it's just one sentence."
"Ah?" Ye Shaolong screamed again, but this time he was really surprised.
Sheng Xiaoyu thought Ye Shaolong was just pretending, so she rolled her eyes at him and said dissatisfied: "What's wrong?"
Ye Shaolong glanced at Sheng Xiaoyu and said hesitantly: "Teacher Sheng, you seem to have made a mistake."
"Not bad, you still know how to question me, there is progress!"
Hearing Ye Shaolong's words, Sheng Xiaoyu was immediately happy. Ye Shaolong's ability to say this showed that he was really listening to her, otherwise why would he question her.
"Well, tell me, what's wrong with what I just said?" Sheng Xiaoyu looked at Ye Shaolong with interest.
Seeing that Sheng Xiaoyu hadn't reacted yet, Ye Shaolong had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "You should be my teacher!"
Sheng Xiaoyu choked at Ye Shaolong's words. She originally thought that Ye Shaolong was going to point out the grammatical errors, but she didn't expect this to be the problem.
Sheng Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at Ye Shaolong, who was obviously causing trouble, and said, "Now that you understand everything, let's make a sentence with the first word want."
"Uh..." Ye Shaolong was a little stunned. He didn't expect that the first word Sheng Xiaoyu proposed would be this.
Ye Shaolong is extremely familiar with this word! Creating a sentence is easy, but the sentence he knows is extremely evil. Even if Ye Shaolong has ten nerves, he would not dare to write that sentence.
"Is it difficult?" Seeing Ye Shaolong's expression of embarrassment, Sheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but remind him, "Just follow the format of iwantto."
Ye Shaolong thought for a moment and said, "Um, Teacher Sheng, can I make a question sentence?"
"Huh? Okay!" Sheng Xiaoyu didn't expect Ye Shaolong to be able to form questions, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. She looked at Ye Shaolong expectantly, wanting to see what kind of sentence he could form.
"This is what you said, don't blame me!"
Ye Shaolong smiled heartily, but he was not lazy either and said: "o..."
However, as soon as Ye Shaolong finished speaking, he seemed to be choked on something. He paused there and couldn't say the next word for a long time.
But this guy's mouth was trembling, but his eyes were straight and he didn't dare to tremble.