() After getting the consent of his family, Zixuan quickly went through the formalities of suspending his studies, and then took the IELTS certification examination under the arrangement of Li Bifu.
After studying English with Qin Shishi for three years, Zixuan was very confident about his English level. He passed all four major items of IELTS: listening, speaking, reading, reading and writing. In the end, Zixuan's scores in the four test items reached 6.
Among them, writing reached the highest score of 9 points, which is quite excellent. The average score of the last four items was 7.75 points, which fully met the requirements of Chetham Music Middle School.
The IELTS staff who tested Zixuan admired Zixuan very much. It can be said that a 9-year-old child has such a high level of English. It can be said that it is very good. The final average score reached 7.5 points, which is equivalent to a good English level.
Now I can have normal communication with foreigners.
After taking the IELTS test, Li Bifu booked a flight ticket for Zixuan to London Heathrow Airport. He took off from the Capital International Airport on May 16th, which was Zixuan’s birthday.
Birthday.
On May 16, Zixuan arrived at the Capital International Airport in Beijing, accompanied by his parents, brothers, Li Bifu's family, and Qin Shishi. He hugged them one by one and said goodbye.
"Zixuan, dad, I know that I am not a good dad, because I have never given you fatherly love since you were a child, but I regret it. Today, dad is here to tell you that you are dad's favorite son, and I am worthy of pride.
Son, I can stand up and tell everyone that you are my son Wang Guohua, you are the best, come on, work for your dreams!"
"Zixuan, my mother will miss you. Remember to go home during the holidays. You are my mother's pet peeve and she can't bear to leave you. But you have your own dreams and my mother can only support you. This is what my mother does when she stays up late.
Knitted gloves, I heard the winter there is very cold, you have to take care of yourself, these gloves are my mother’s warmth.”
"Brother, remember to bring something fun and delicious to Xiaoshan. I will miss you. It's a pity that you left and didn't fight with me anymore..."
"Zixuan, master, here is a letter. You can bring it to Richard Kent. He will help you. Also, when choosing a major, it is best to start with simple ones, then learn more complex ones, and communicate more with teachers and classmates in the school.
, you will learn a lot, and the master’s dream rests on you. I hope you will return home after completing your studies and become famous in Kyushu.”
"Xiao Xuanxuan, you must remember Xiao Mengmeng when you are in the UK. We will still be friends when you come back. Next time, you must sing to me again..."
"Brother Zixuan, without your advice, Sister Teacher would not have the career she has today. You are a great contributor. Sister has always believed that you are the best. You are a genius, so you must let the British guys see your genius.
, what is a genius? You, Wang Zixuan, will definitely surprise them. You can do it. Also, keep this bank card from Land (Bank of England). My sister opened an account in your name. Use the money in it as much as possible. You
Sister is not short of money now."
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In the farewell of relatives and friends, Zixuan reluctantly walked into the airport passage and stepped onto the plane. With a roar, the plane flew into the sky. Zixuan was about to start a legendary journey in the UK.
, what he didn’t know was that this trip to the UK would be a step towards glory for him.
Speaking of which, this may be Zixuan's first time flying. He had never flown in a plane in his previous life. How can I describe the feeling of flying for the first time? It feels almost the same as riding a bus. The only difference is that the scenery outside the window is
Looking at the blue sky and white clouds at such a close distance makes the mind suddenly feel empty and pure, and the whole person's horizons broaden a lot.
"Hi, kid, do you need something to drink?" At this time, a flight attendant pushed a trolley to Zixuan and said sweetly.
"Sister is so beautiful, give me a glass of juice..." Zixuan said with a smile to the stewardess.
"Okay, here you go, grab it." The stewardess put the bottle of juice into Zixuan's hand, and then walked to the next passenger with a smile.
Zixuan picked up the juice, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips. Suddenly he found that the picture on the juice looked like him. This was his first advertising xx juice drink. He didn't expect that it would be sold here.
Most of the passengers on the plane were Chinese, some were overseas students, some were tourists traveling to the UK, and some were foreigners. There was a foreign man sitting in front of Zixuan, about 20 years old, with long blond hair.
He has green eyes and can be considered a handsome guy with blond hair.
Since he was alone and had no one to chat with, Zixuan gradually fell asleep alone...
When Zixuan woke up, the sky was still clear and bright. He looked at the time on his watch. It was 6:23 pm Beijing time. It seemed to be due to jet lag. It should be dusk in China now, but
Here in Western Europe it should be noon or early morning.
"Hello fellow passengers, this voyage will end in about an hour. Please take care of your belongings. I wish you all a happy journey..."s, happyjourney..."
After speaking three times in Chinese and English, the broadcast stopped.
Zixuan felt that his stomach was a little bloated, so he left his seat and walked to the bathroom to solve his personal physiological problems. After returning to his seat, he asked the flight attendant for a piece of hot rice to bury his stomach.
He wanted to sleep and couldn't sleep anymore, so Zixuan had to take out an introductory book on guitar and read it. Soon, time gradually passed...
An hour passed quickly. The plane slowly landed at the airport. Zixuan packed up his backpack and lined up to get off the plane. After getting off the plane, he checked his ticket and entered the pick-up room. He saw
A huge sign said "zixuanwang", which was exactly his name. The man holding the sign was a middle-aged man with chestnut hair. Standing next to him was a beautiful blond woman in her twenties. The woman held the sign in her hand.
Holding hands with a handsome little blond boy. (Excuse me, are you Mr. Richard Kent)?"
The middle-aged man looked at Zixuan for a few times, took out a photo and compared it carefully, and then said happily: "usic (yes, I am Richard, next to me are my daughter Kate and my grandson George,
Welcome to the UK, I believe you will learn great music knowledge at Chetham)!”
(Hyunxue: From now on, I won’t use English anymore. If I use the wrong grammar and I will be scolded, I will use it all in Chinese, so that everyone will look more comfortable...)
"Yes, I believe I will learn a lot here. I will have to take care of you in the coming days. Your daughter is very beautiful, and little George is also very handsome. She will definitely be a handsome blond boy when she grows up."
Zixuan smiled and said that he would be staying at Richard's house from now on, so naturally he would have some nice words to say.
"Haha, he is such a smart guy. His spoken English is very fluent and standard. He is indeed a disciple recommended by Li. When we were young, Li and I were very good music friends. But then he developed in China. After so many years, he suddenly contacted me.
I strongly recommended you to me. For the sake of my friends, I chose to give it a try. If your music skills pass the test, I will tell the principal that you will be specially approved to enter the Chesham Music School." Richard squatted.
He patted Zixuan on the shoulder and said.
"Okay, no problem. I will stay in Chessam. I believe that I will definitely stay here. Now that I am here, I have no intention of leaving. I should be able to pass the music skills test at my current level."
Zixuan said confidently.
"Oh, oh, oh, I also believe that now we can take the train to Piccadilly Station in Manchester, and then take the No. 1 or No. 3 bus to the city. Remember that these two bus lines are free. If
If you want to visit Manchester for free in the future, I think these two bus lines are worth your choice. OK, let's go..." Richard said quickly, speaking a little too fast, but Zixuan could still understand the general meaning.
So Zixuan followed Richard, then got on a bus and rushed to the nearby train station. After getting on the bus, Zixuan found that many British people on the bus were looking at him.
"Look, a child with yellow skin, oh, God, he is so thin..."
"Well, our British children are more normal and strong. Oriental children probably don't have enough to eat..."
"Haha, I think so too. Easterners are cowardly and humble beings. They don't deserve to live on our land in Great Britain. They are a bunch of maggots..."
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Zixuan couldn't bear the cold, sarcastic words. He stood up bravely and said loudly in standard British English: "Gentlemen and ladies, if you are gentlemen or ladies, please take back what you just said. I
You can understand it. English is very simple, isn't it? You don't know Chinese. It seems that the Chinese language is more advanced. I know that the UK is one of the most advanced countries in the world, while China is a developing country, but yours
Advanced civilization does not trample on morality that destroys human nature. OK, I have finished my words. Please remember that if civilized people speak in a civilized manner, it will make me look down on you..."
"Good job..." Richard patted Zixuan on the shoulder, feeling that Zixuan could shame these people with words, which was much better than using force. He believed that his fluent English had conquered everyone.
"Oh, I apologize. It seems that China has geniuses..."
"Okay, I take back what I just said. It's really rude..."
"Wo, wo, what I just said was too bad. I apologize. Maybe God will forgive me..."
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Everyone lowered their heads in shame. Zixuan's words made them ashamed. A child could say such words, which made them feel ashamed. In order to restore their gentlemanly and ladylike temperament, everyone could only choose to apologize, which was even worse than the British.
