Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

"Thank... Xie Xihe? Why is it her!"

Qi Yujia's voice sounded from the crowd, calling back the minds of the elites.

Xiang Weiwei recovered from her astonishment, and the sneer on her face became more intense: "A person who has never practiced speaking, she really dares!"

Although Xie Xihe had already dropped out of Jingying, and missed half a year of classes before dropping out, Xiang Weiwei had been her homeroom teacher for two years anyway.

She thought she knew a little about Xie Xihe.

Taciturn, listless, ignorant and incompetent, a typical poor student among poor students, or a poor student who makes people not even have the desire to save them.

Xiang Weiwei teaches English herself, and one of her favorite things in class is to wake up the students to read the text aloud.

Xie Xihe's spoken words...

Xiang Weiwei just hehe.

She only clicked on Xie Xihe once, and Xie Xihe didn't even stand up, just casually said "no" before bowing his head and not speaking.

Xiang Weiwei didn't like this student in the first place, and she didn't like this student even more after that incident, and it was because of Xie's family that she had to be more patient with her.

Spoken English requires continuous practice to become fluent gradually.

Not only did Xie Xihe never answer questions in class, but even at other times, no one heard her practice oral English. How good is she?

"I guess I heard that this game will be broadcast live, so I rushed to watch it. After all, celebrities must seize every opportunity to be exposed."

"Especially in this kind of occasion, don't act too good. As long as you don't make mistakes, she can be fired as a high-achieving student."

"It's just too disregarding the overall situation. Dawn's light really followed her. I don't know what to think."

"How else can you think about it? The embarrassment of the last session was not enough. Most likely, you don't want to participate in the International Elite Tournament at all, so let her make trouble."

The students of Jingying High School were discussing a lot, and amidst the discussions, Xie Mingzhu's eyes flickered quickly, she squeezed her fists hard to suppress the agitation in her heart, and stepped forward to meet her.

"Sister-in-law." Xie Mingzhu kept smiling and shouted.

Xie Xihe glanced at her with cold eyes: "Do you need to write another letter of severance?"

The smile on Xie Mingzhu's face froze in an instant, and she opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything to refute Xie Xihe's indifferent gaze, and finally could only barely maintain her smile and stood beside Xie Xihe down.

The two of them were at the podium of the conference hall, and Ning Zhihong was on the stage at the moment, introducing the rules and arrangements of the competition to the audience.

It didn't take much time. After about five minutes, he put down the microphone and motioned for Xie Xihe to give a speech - this is also one of the preferential treatment for the challenged party, having the right of first hand.

At this time, the live broadcast had been cut into three sub-windows. Xie Xihe appeared in the first sub-window, and fans and netizens immediately flocked in.

With the announcement of the prosecution, now the black fans and Zhou Weijun's brainless fans no longer dare to insult and curse unscrupulously like before, at most it means a few innocuous words or questions.

Xie Xihe's little suns finally had room to play.

In countless little suns [66666] [Xibao is the best in the world! 】【Xi Bao is beautiful! ] screamed, Xie Xihe took the microphone from Ning Zhihong.

He simply nodded in the direction of the camera, thanked him and entered the topic.

"Artificial intelligence is an emerging industry in recent years..."

The girl's voice sounded slowly, with her unique laziness and calmness, spread to every corner of the conference hall under the effect of the sound, and fell into the ears of all the audience in front of the screen.

The originally lively venue and barrage fell silent for an instant, and everyone stared blankly at the girl on the podium.

It's pure British English, but it seems a little different.

Everyone couldn't tell the difference, they just thought Xie Xihe's recitation was really nice.

The connection between each word is like a hook, extremely coherent and smooth, obviously she may not have much rich emotion or cadence, but it is inexplicably attracting people's attention.

"What's the pronunciation? Why do I seem to be hearing it for the first time?"

Ning Zhihong looked at the girl on the podium, completely dumbfounded.

An Qing didn't know when he came here, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly when he heard this: "It's the royal English pronunciation of country Y's Normandy period, which has been integrated into modern English."

As An Qing spoke, his gaze remained on Xie Xihe.

Ning Zhihong was even more confused.

During the Normandy period, that was not what happened in more than 1000 AD, it was nearly a thousand years ago.

"No...the Norman dynasty has been around for so many years, how can anyone still pronounce the royal English of the Norman dynasty?"

An Qing smiled, but did not answer.

In fact, even An Qing didn't know what happened.

When he was picked up by Xie Xihe, he was only three years old, while Xie Xihe was seven years old.

In that year, Xie Xihe suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

The old man tried many methods but failed to wake her up. Later, he saw that her vital signs were the same as usual except that she was asleep, so he didn't bother to wake her up.

Just make sure she doesn't starve herself to death.

But no one expected that she would sleep for three years.

When I woke up three years later, my whole person was different.

Without talking about it, they also inexplicably learned a lot of things they had never seen or even heard of.

This peculiar English pronunciation is one of them.

She said it was the pronunciation of country Y's Normandy period.

She thought it sounded good, and incorporated it into modern English, her semi-original version of English that she has been using ever since.

Others naturally couldn't find out the source of this kind of English, they only knew that Xie Xihe's voice was beautiful, and his recitation was even more pleasant.

More importantly, someone soon discovered something was wrong.

[Wait, wait, what is she reciting, I just searched around, why can't I find the original text, don't tell me this is an article she wrote improvised? 】

[I too... suddenly panicked, what happened? 】

[God! What kind of treasure girl is this? What kind of fairy am I fancied! 】

[It's about artificial intelligence, right? Can you write your own articles? No way……】

[Steady first, steady first, maybe it's a secret journal, the kind that can't be found online. 】

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

[Upstairs, wake up, she is going to be an English teacher, do you still have the mind to attend the class? Do you have to just stare at her? 】

[The world is real! 】

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