Song Yu rarely praised Ji Nanfeng when he saw two people coming in. "I still have a little brother today!"
Ji Nanfeng proudly dialed his hair and posed as my most handsome posture. "Of course!"
Song Yu can’t help thinking about the strike when she looks disgusted. Who just drove her racing car almost scared her to death? It will be forgotten.
"Is Sister Sheng in good health? My mother is still chanting that you must go there this weekend. She cooks in person and her sister likes to eat!" Song Yu leaned forward and talked to the strike.
The strike was just about to promise Ji Nanfeng that she wouldn’t like it. Aunt Jiang spent all day thinking about how to turn her sister to their house and resolutely couldn’t go.
Ji Nanfeng stretched out his hand and pushed Song Yu not to be so close to his sister. "Don’t, I don’t know that you haven’t given up yet. Let my sister go to your house this weekend. Didn’t you go back to beat the dog with meat?"
When Ji Nanfeng’s words came out, he fell down with laughter. Teacher Wang and Sheng Qingqing came in laughing and quickly found the source.
"What are you laughing at? Is everyone so happy?" Anyway, I haven’t had class yet. Teacher Wang laughs and is very approachable, especially when I see that my protege is proud of his natural heart of returning to school.
Song Yu almost laughed and pointed to the strike by holding her waist. "Teacher Wang Nanfeng said that the strike sister came to our house … that the meat bag beat the dog and went back …"
Although Mr. Wang tried his best to endure it, the twitching corners of his mouth betrayed her
Sheng Qingqing didn’t give a smile to his face. "Ah Sheng, can you stop talking nonsense after looking at your little brother? It’s really funny!"
He said this. Is Asheng a meat bag or a dog?
Ahem!
This funny boy is really forget it. Forgive him for making her feel so good early in the morning!
Ji Nanfeng thinks these silly children are sick without knowing it. What’s wrong with him saying this early in the morning? Come and go back.
"After the south wind, you should listen carefully in Chinese class, you know?" Teacher Wang earnest way
Alas, this child is embarrassed to say that she is his Chinese teacher when she walks out.
"Teacher Wang can rest assured that this exam will definitely not embarrass you!" Ji Nanfeng’s expression is particularly sincere.
Teacher Wang choked back a smile and nodded. If the child makes such a blockbuster again, her face will really be lost.
After Teacher Wang left, Song Yu patted Ji Nanfeng on the shoulder. "Brother, just talk normally these days, otherwise my sister will laugh until her wound collapses!"
Ji Nanfeng realized that he was wrong again, but he was obviously disdainful of Song Yu’s advice. "Get out of here and you can do it!"
"A little better than meat buns!" Go back and tell this joke to everyone. They have laughed at it for several days. Song Yu couldn’t help but tick his lips again.
"Believe it or not, laugh at me again and you ignore you, which will delay my study!" Ji Nanfeng pushed Song Yu away to find out her English class "Sister, please teach me how to pronounce this word?"
"When did you study so hard? Who said you didn’t learn English!" Song Yu leaned over again. Why is he really ready to come back from his own exam?
"I don’t want to change my money!" Ji Nanfeng snorted.
Xia Shengge’s mouth is hooked. Forget it, little brother. This sentence is barely enough. Finally, there is no more joke.
Chapter 56 You’re just a pig teammate
Ji Nanfeng pretends to be a changed man and studies hard. Song Yu lamented in his heart, and it’s almost as good as a fart wave. He really doesn’t believe how long this little thing can last!
However, this time, he will take out his own English class without learning strange chat, and he will have no face to gather together and say, "I don’t know the word sister, so please teach me!"
Ji Nanfeng refused when the strike was about to see what the word was. "Go back and ask Uncle Song that he can’t teach you when he comes back from America. My sister hasn’t recovered yet. Don’t always bother her!"
Then pull my sister turned back and gave Song Yu a fierce stare, by the way, threatening.
Before Song Yu robbed his sister, he found out that he was trying to keep his sister for himself. How can you bear it? Absolutely not.
Song Yu can’t stand it anymore. Why does he ask a question just to bother to strike? When he asks a question in the south wind, the waves will turn back. Does this make people study hard?
It’s rare to see two people with so much learning energy turn around and say, "Brother Yu can’t read?"
Song Yu turned back after watching the strike, and suddenly got up and got up. The table was closer to the strike. "I can’t even strike these girls. Please teach me!"
Sheng Sheng took a pen and drew the pronunciation of phonetic keys, and then taught him to read.
Ji Nanfeng looked unwilling to turn back to Song Yudao. "Are you a pig? So many won’t!"
"You are just a pig teammate!" Song Yu’s face came and hurt each other.
Seeing that the two of them are going to quarrel again and come out to mediate, "Can you still study hard, little brother? Come and listen, or I won’t teach anyone next time!"
Sure enough, when this came out, both of them were honest. Although they didn’t like each other, they still followed the strike seriously.
Sheng Qingqing’s listening to the teacher’s face-to-face lectures is a bit boring. Those grammars sound too boring. These texts and words have been taught to her, and she naturally doesn’t want to bother to learn them.
Besides, Mo Yun Gui Yin Xian is better than the teacher, and she sounds more interested.
Sheng Qingqing looked out of the window and sighed. What was Mo Yun doing now?
She is not the same as a singer, who is striving for perfection in her attitude towards learning, and she will learn only if she likes it or not, and she will not touch it.
Although Sheng Qingqing is a genius, he also has many strange problems. His academic performance is staggering but surprising. Generally speaking, he is not a good student.
However, she is going to take the exam of Qingda Art, which is enough.
The English teacher probably found Sheng Qingqing wandering and told her to get up and read the text.
Sheng Qingqing’s pronunciation teacher, Cheng Moyun, was nice and standard, and none of them were mispronounced. The teacher couldn’t say anything, so he let her sit down and asked his classmates.
Ji Nanfeng was full of energy in the first half of class, and he felt a little sleepy in the first half. After a while, he hit his arm and he got to class.
As soon as the English teacher went out in the south wind, she threw herself on the table and wailed that when Dahua unified the universe, everyone spoke Chinese.
Several partial boys applauded in response, and they must have burned English for the first time.
ChengQingQing looked at shook his head this group of silly children naive ghost!
She and Ji Nanfeng’s little feud is gone, and neither of them bears a grudge. At noon, four people have a table to eat, and it is also a meeting and a smile.
Although Ji Nanfeng stopped the strike to visit the Song family, he couldn’t stop Sheng Qingqing from being a guest, and invited everyone to visit the Shengjia villa.
Sheng Qingqing isn’t sure where Sheng Yingying’s recent inexplicable hostility to her comes from, but it is certain that the mother and daughter are not kind to Ji Nanfeng.
So she didn’t want to send her friends to the mother and daughter and let them choose as prey.
In the eyes of Sheng Qingqing, who studies romance novels as a Chinese class, she is still very optimistic about the brother and sister CP. Although they are still too pure to be pure brothers and sisters at present, it does not prevent them from developing into brothers and sisters.
Of course this ChengQingQing is absolutely not strike and JiNa wind in front of the two silly children.
24 hours a day, except sleeping, how embarrassing it would be if she said it before. Feelings are also exquisite!
Although the weather has turned cold, the atmosphere is high and strong. Qingqing is wearing thick down and cotton boots.
Xia Shengge is not as thick as Qing Qing, but she also wears a light down coat, which is the same as Ji Nanfeng.
I don’t blame them. Aunt Shen bought all their clothes, and both of them wore whatever they bought without being picky.