Like a dream, like a real life（如梦如真的两段人生）

Chapter 6 Both flowers are angry

　　An hour passed quickly, and Teacher Zhao Gang returned to the office.

　　The two exercises were handed over to Zhao Gang at the same time. The questions were corrected quickly. Anyone could see the satisfied smile on Zhao Gang's face,
　　"Tang Wen, you are very good today. You did everything right and you have made great progress. Ning Yan Not bad. I got five questions wrong last time and only two this time."

　　"Huh?" Ning Yan frowned even more tightly.

        She couldn't understand that Tang Wen could complete all the questions in ten minutes, and That's absolutely correct. It's really incredible to think that in math class, Tang Wen was spinning his pen while quickly completing the thinking questions that only top mathematicians could solve.
　　
        "What's wrong, Ning Yan, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Zhao Gang asked with concern.

　　"No." Ning Yan frowned and said seriously: "Tang Wen only spent ten minutes doing these questions, and then he read a book. I thought he was going to peek, but it turned out that I was wrong."

      "Really? "Zhao Gang looked at Tang Wen in surprise, "Good boy, it's okay."

　　What happened today? First, Zhang Ya, the beautiful class monitor who looked down on me, took the initiative to care about me, and now Ning Yan, the future school beauty who ignored me, took the initiative to care about me. The super beauty is so sincere to me, it seems that Jue Wen is really disliked by others.

　　Beauties do love heroes. It would be great if Su Lai and I were classmates now. It's a pity God, they are all a bit destined.

　　Tang Wen was a little distracted, and Ning Yan saw the "lewd smile" on his face again, but this time she was partially immune, and Tang Wen's eyes were fixed on the book, so she was not angry.

　　Zhao Gang smiled gently and said, "Tang Wen, what are you thinking about? You can't be complacent if you get good grades once."

       "Understood, teacher. I have a request. I will not come for tutoring in the future. I will read the high school textbooks first." "I'm learning English by myself. If anyone doesn't understand, I'll ask you for advice. Do you think this is okay?"
      
       In just a few hours after his rebirth, Tang Wen had already developed the ability to speak and receive freely between obscenity and normality.

　　According to Tang Wen's English proficiency, there is no need to waste time on English in the third grade of junior high school. What he is most weak at now is oral English. He needs to improve his vocabulary and keep communicating. I remember that when I talked with American senior officials in the past, once there were too many words, I would end up talking.
         The stammering look was really embarrassing. Fortunately, his programming skills were superb and he was familiar with computer-related English, so his poor English did not become an obstacle to his work.
　　The conversation he just had with Zhao Gang was entirely expressed in English. He could still finish speaking this difficult spoken language fluently. This was also the real purpose of his tutoring today.
　　Zhao Gang widened his eyes and looked at Tang Wen in surprise. A student with poor English scores suddenly seemed to understand everything. Anyone else would be as shocked as him.
　　Ning Yan was in the same mood as Zhao Gang, but the difference was that her expression was still calm. Since the fight, she had begun to learn to control her emotions, except for being stimulated by Tang Wen's "eyes like that" just now.
　　Although Ning Yan didn't quite understand Tang Wen's words, her intuition told her that what Tang Wen said was not wrong at all. She whispered a few words to the teacher, and Zhao just came back to his senses.
　　"Very good. If your English really reaches the level I imagined, then I agree to your request." Zhao Gang was worried that Tang Wen had memorized it in advance, so he answered in English.
　　"Of course, Teacher Zhao, you are my most respected teacher, and there is no need for me to deceive you. I know what I am talking about. I will explain it to my mother. Please trust my self-study ability. By the way, I may do other things when I take English classes in the future, but I guarantee that in the final high school entrance examination, my English score will never be low."
　　"Arrogant." Zhao Gang thought, but he liked such arrogance, because Tang Wen This long conversation in English had already convinced him of Tang Wen's English ability.
　　After leaving Zhao Gang's office, Ning Yan hesitated several times. Tang Wen knew what she wanted to ask, but deliberately didn't say it.
　　"Tang Wen, what did you just say to Teacher Zhao?" Finally, Ning Yan couldn't help but speak.
　　"Give you a chance to learn English." Tang Wen said seriously.
　　"Huh?"
　　"..." Tang Wen finished a sentence in English without stopping, and then said in Chinese: "I remember what I said above. Go back and look it up in the dictionary. I'm leaving first."
　　Tang Wen said to him Ning Yan's English was not what he said to Zhao Gang. He pretended to be serious, but he was happy in his heart. I originally thought that Ning Yan always had that calm expression everywhere, but now it seems that he is still a little kid. Girl, I can't hold my breath.
　　It wasn't until Tang Wen walked away that Ning Yan came back to her senses. She was still expressionless, just muttering the words Tang Wen left behind in a low voice, for fear of forgetting.
　　Tang Wen still didn't listen to the afternoon class. He flipped through the textbooks of various subjects at will. No matter what he read, it was all so simple.
　　Zhang Ya returned to her previous self, never saying a word to Tang Wen no matter what, but her expression betrayed her. She had an angry face all afternoon.
　　It wasn't until the last self-study class, when the teacher left and the whole class was noisy, Zhang Ya finally broke out. She whispered bitterly: "Tang Wen, although you are a poor student, if you say sorry now, I will still I will forgive you!"
　　Tang Wen was concentrating on writing the outline of the novel in his notebook. This is a novel he plans to publish for free on BBS in a few years. He does not use too much creativity. He needs to lead online novels one by one. Trends cannot be used up at once.
　　Although Zhang Ya's voice was small, it still startled Tang Wen. He was a little impatient, especially towards Zhang Ya.
　　Comrades, to be honest, my English is very poor, very poor, very poor.

　　I miss your fragrance, I miss your face, I miss your delicate fragrance.