Chapter Thirty-five An Angry Teacher's English Composition
"I found that everyone's English level is very different. I hope to conduct a survey to find out the English level of each student. I did not prepare any questions for this test. Everyone will write an English composition, no matter what they write. , everyone starts writing now and hand it over to me before get out of class." Su Yunfei said again.
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not an exam.
Tang Jinze was a little depressed. English composition? Why did he encounter such a difficult thing? If he had known earlier, it would have been better to skip class.
"Zhang Xiaopang, how is your English? Help me write my essay." Tang Jin immediately started to think about Zhang Xiaopang.
"Brother, I can't even write it myself." Zhang Xiaopang had a bitter look on his face.
"Hey, it seems we have to rely on our own efforts." Tang Jin thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and suddenly had an idea. He quickly took out his English book and rummaged around. Finally, he found a sentence, and then he started
I copied it accordingly.
Five minutes later.
Tang Jin raised his hand: "Teacher, I have finished writing."
Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Tang Jin in surprise. Is this guy an English genius? But according to legend, didn't this guy get zero points in the high school entrance examination in English?
Su Yunfei was also a little surprised. She took the initiative to step down from the podium and came to Tang Jin: "Leave it to me to see."
Tang Jin handed in his essay, and Su Yunfei only glanced at it, and suddenly her face was filled with black lines. When she looked at the content carefully, her beautiful eyes were on fire.
"Bah!" Su Yunfei slapped Tang Jin's homework book directly on his desk, "Rewrite!"
Tang Jin was depressed. He felt that he had written quite well.
Three minutes later.
Tang Jin raised his hand again: "Teacher Su, I've finished writing."
With a dark face, Su Yunfei strode up to Tang Jin again, took his homework book directly, glanced at it, and her beautiful face instantly turned red.
She took a deep breath, then pointed at Tang Jin: "Get out, you won't come to my class anymore!"
"Thank you, teacher. Goodbye, teacher." Tang Jin stood up obediently and walked out of the classroom.
Su Yunfei slammed Tang Jin's homework on his desk and strode out of the classroom. Obviously, this time, she was very angry again.
"What kind of composition did this guy write?" Zhang Xiaopang said to himself, and then took the homework book. When he saw it, he immediately admired him: "Talent, Tang Jin is really a fucking talent!"
"Hey, Fatty Zhang, what did Tang Jin write?" The teacher was not around, and others also asked curiously.
"I'll take a photo first and pass it on. This will definitely go viral!" Zhang Xiaopang took out his mobile phone to take a photo. After taking the photo, he handed it to the person who just asked, "Here, you can see for yourself."
When the man saw it, he immediately exclaimed: "Oh my god, this guy really can think."
"show me!"
"I want to see it too!"
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Tang Jin's homework book soon began to be circulated in the classroom, and Zhang Xiaopang also began to use his mobile phone to upload the photos he took to the forum, with the title: "Two essays that pissed off the English teacher."
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Half an hour later.
Class 11, Senior High School.
As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Zhang Ni immediately pulled Qin Shuiyao and handed her mobile phone to Qin Shuiyao: "Hey, look at this!"
"Two essays that made the English teacher so angry?" Qin Shuiyao muttered after reading the first one, "I would be so angry if I were an English teacher. These are not English essays, they are almost all in Chinese!"
This composition is indeed almost entirely in Chinese, with only the first two sentences in English. This is a conversation between a teacher and a student, and the student's first sentence is: "Teacher, do you speak Chinese?"
Then the teacher replied: "Yes."
Except for the first two sentences, which are in English, the rest becomes a Chinese dialogue.
"Teacher, do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Teacher, if I become your boyfriend, can I not take English classes in the future?"
"Can."
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There were many more random questions at the end, including even the teacher's measurements. From Qin Shuiyao's point of view, it would not be a problem for this essay to make the English teacher angry to death.
"So, your husband is quite talented!" Zhang Ni snickered, "But did you see that your husband seems to have bad intentions towards the beautiful teacher?"
"What? Is this written by that bastard Tang Jin?" Qin Shuiyao was stunned.
"That's right, you can continue reading the second article, which was also written by your husband." Zhang Ni smiled, "I have to say, your husband is really a gangster, and he deserves the name of Tang Gang."
Qin Shuiyao looked down and saw that the second composition was purely in English with very little content, only six sentences in total.
oo."
"**you!"
"**me!"
After reading this essay, Qin Shuiyao immediately cursed: "Bah, this bastard Tang Jin is really a gangster. I am determined to break off the engagement with him!"
"Hey, why don't you show this composition to your mother?" Zhang Ni suggested.
"I think it's probably useless. Yesterday I showed my mother the intimate photos of him and the policewoman. If my mother didn't agree to break off the engagement, just forget it. She also asked me to keep a close eye on that bastard, saying that he shouldn't let others snatch him away.
Let's go." Qin Shuiyao was a little discouraged, "I don't think that guy is worth grabbing. He's not handsome, he's a gangster, and most importantly, he's very, very hateful!"
"Actually, I think Tang Jin is quite good!" Zhang Ni chuckled, "How about you give him to me."
"If you like him, go after him yourself." Qin Shuiyao rolled her eyes at Zhang Ni, then lay on the table and began to sulk.
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Ningshan City Police Department.
Director's Office.
Tang Qingqing sat at the table and looked at the man in his fifties across the table with a slightly nervous expression.
This man has a Chinese character face that gives people a rather majestic look, and he is none other than the number one figure in the Ningshan City Police Department, Chief Ren Zhengjie.
Tang Qingqing only officially started working in the city bureau three months ago. During these three months, Ren Zhengjie has actually been caring about her. However, Tang Qingqing always felt that Ren Zhengjie's caring for her was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
After what happened last night, Tang Qingqing naturally became more distrustful of Ren Zhengjie.
Therefore, while Tang Qingqing was nervous at the moment, he was also a little wary.
"Xiao Tang, I have a few questions to ask you." Ren Zhengjie finally spoke, with a gentle tone, "Don't be nervous, just tell the truth."
"Yes, Director." Tang Qingqing nodded in response.
"Last night, three colleagues in the bureau suddenly fell into a coma. Do you know the reason?" Ren Zhengjie asked after a moment of thought.
"I don't know." Tang Qingqing shook his head.
"Last night, a student named Tang Jin came here. Do you know that?" Ren Zhengjie asked again.