A low and magnetic voice came from the college loudspeaker.
Then, there is this very famous, I Have a Dream.
"Today we are gathering in front of his statue. This solemn declaration is like the light of a beacon."
"It brought hope to millions of black slaves who were suffering in the fire of injustice that destroyed their lives."
"It comes like a joyful dawn that ends the long night of bondage."
…
Feng Lin's voice was very high-pitched, and he would change his tone after every sentence.
The white female teacher next to her had her eyes widened and her jaw dropped to the ground.
At the same time, a lot of people gathered here.
Several foreign teachers from the college gathered around and looked up at the speakers.
Not only them, Vice Dean Lan Rou also followed the voice and stood here.
"Vice Dean!"
"Hello, Teacher Lan."
…
Several foreign teachers and many students around them all greeted Lan Rou.
She is a goddess-level person in the academy.
Tang Qianqian couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Feng Lin said that Lan Rou was his fiancée, so she must be dreaming.
Such a beautiful and gentle person, with a high-class background and position.
Only if someone in the family is blind will she be allowed to marry Feng Lin.
However, she didn't know why, but she always felt that Feng Lin's accent was very similar to the voices in the American movies she often watched.
There is no Chinese accent at all.
Finally, Feng Lin's speech ended.
The foreign teachers here all applauded enthusiastically.
The students around him also applauded.
The door to the broadcast room opened, and Feng Lin walked out with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking very confident.
Liu Zhu and Zhang Haotian also walked out.
"It seems that all the foreign teachers are here, let's let the teachers judge." Feng Lin walked towards the teachers here and said with a smile, "Please give some comments."
"Brother, was it you who spoke just now?"
A white man grabbed Feng Lin's arm.
"Yes, it's me." Feng Lin nodded.
"I thought you were our country's voice actor, you are so powerful!"
Caucasian man giving thumbs up.
"Why is he stronger? Is my pronunciation not standard?"
Liu Zhu's face looked a little unnatural.
"Director Liu, your words are already very standard, but you can still tell right away that you are not a local."
"Yes! This teacher can't hear it at all. Not only that, he just used an accent from the eastern part of the United States and a southern accent."
"He also used a London accent. I thought this gentleman was from my hometown, and his words were more standard than mine."
…
The few foreign teachers here didn't know what happened, so they all explained with a smile.
There were many students around, especially the students in Feng Lin's class who knew the ins and outs.
They were all shocked and speechless.
This teacher is so awesome, what he says is more standard than the native speakers.
Tang Qianqian couldn't believe it either. She didn't expect Feng Lin's accent to be so accurate.
As a top student, she had looked up a lot of information to learn English.
American English is actually similar to Chinese Mandarin.
Although they all speak Mandarin, people in every province have more or less accents.
I didn't expect that Feng Lin's English could reach this level.
Feng Lin turned around with a smile, stretched out his hand, and made a centimeter gesture towards Liu Zhu, "It seems that I am indeed a little better than Director Liu."
Liu Zhu's face turned pale, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Zhang Haotian is also preparing to leave.
"Stop, where are you apologizing?" Feng Lin grabbed Zhang Haotian's shoulders from behind, "I'm not old yet, and my memory is not that bad."
Zhang Haotian gritted his teeth secretly. There were too many people here and it was not suitable for messing around, so he quickly turned around and said, "I'm sorry."
After saying that, he immediately trotted away and left with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Feng Lin! As expected of you!"
Lan Rou had just heard Feng Lin say that he was proficient in eight languages, and thought he was bragging.
Now it seems that nine out of ten times it is true.
But, think about it carefully...
That's right.
Rumor has it that Numbers 1 and 2 of Dead Night are the most powerful.
Feng Lin also said before that No. 3 is the brain of Dead Night, equivalent to a counselor.
Then Feng Lin, the number six at the back, should not be strong in combat, but in other aspects.
Feng Lin said with a smile: "Just average, third in the village."
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Looking at the two intimate people from a distance, Song Fan's face became colder and colder. He picked up his cell phone and made a call.
It seems that ordinary gangsters can't hurt him.
Some harsh measures should be used.
His brother knows a lot of people who do dirty things, so he must have a way.
Song Fancheng drove his sports car to the high-end restaurant owned by the Song family.
Song Keming was standing here waiting. When he saw the sports car, he came over and opened the passenger door.
"Brother, what's the matter?"
Song Keming closed the car door and asked with a smile.
"Help me solve a personal problem. As you know, my father asked me to pursue Lan Rou, but Cheng Yaojin showed up halfway."
Song Fan took out his cell phone and clicked on the photo album, which contained Feng Lin's photo.
"Fuck! It's him!" Song Keming almost jumped up.
"What? Do you know him?"
Song Fan frowned.
"Brother, do you know Xu Ruoying?" Song Keming asked.
Song Fan nodded, of course he knew that his appearance was comparable to Lan Rou's.
But many times, identity and background can also play a bonus role.
Just like the same beautiful women, one is dressed plainly and the other is wearing a crown.
In some status, men who have no shortage of women will choose the one wearing a crown.
Such women are more difficult to conquer, and you will feel a sense of accomplishment only when you catch them.
"I was about to get Xu Ruoying, but Feng Lin got in the way!" Song Keming clenched his fists viciously.
"Fuck! This kid is going against our brothers, what can you do?"
Song Fan didn't expect that Feng Lin, his two brothers, and the women they fell in love with were all related.
"Brother, I got the drug from a friend." Song Keming took out a pack of dark yellow powder from his pocket, "I'm going to get Xu Ruoying first, do you want some too?"
"No! Lan Rou's identity is not comparable to that of Xu Ruoying. If her family knows, our Song family will be doomed."
Song Fan shook his head, he still knew what was right.
The Xu family cannot afford to offend the Song family, so they may choose to swallow their anger in the end.
The Lan family is different.
"Brother, I will also invite Feng Lin this time. While he is unconscious, I will find a woman to send to him. What will Lan Rou think if she knows about this?"
Song Keming showed a meaningful smile.
"You kid! I'm really not as good as you when it comes to crooked ideas!"
Song Fan smiled and hugged Song Keming, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, "Find another man, pretend to be that woman's boyfriend, catch the stolen goods, and let a reporter report it."
"Oh no! Brother, your crooked idea is not bad!"
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled.
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Feng Lin only teaches one class, and there is only one English class that day.
He finally stayed up until school was over in the afternoon.
I originally planned to take Tang Qianqian's electric car back, but I received a call from Xu Ruoying.
"What's wrong?" Feng Lin answered and asked.
"Song Keming said he wanted to talk to us, and I agreed."
Xu Ruoying said there that she also wanted to tell Song Keming personally that it was impossible for them to let him let go of the Xu family.
"Song Keming?"
Feng Lin frowned. He didn't know the relationship between Song Keming and Song Fan.
But since it was still Xu Ruoying's business, he naturally went to check it out, "Okay, you can pick me up at school."