Whispering To You

    In the first English lesson, Cheng Yin fell asleep again.

    The teacher talks about grammar on the blackboard, which is the most troublesome part for her.

    The English teacher saw that Cheng Yin was sleeping soundly on the table, so he walked slowly to Chen Ran and knocked on his table.

    Chen Ran raised his head and looked at the English teacher for unknown reasons.

    The English teacher nodded towards Cheng Yin.

    Chen Ran glanced sideways at the sleeping Cheng Yin, and then at the English teacher.

    Then, very naturally, she took off her coat and put it on Cheng Yin.

    English teacher: “…”

    I motioned you to remind Cheng Yin not to sleep and who asked you to cover her with a quilt.

    In the end, the teacher had to pat and wake Cheng Yin himself.

    Chen Ran held his head with a smile in his eyes.

    "Cheng Yin, please read the first paragraph of the following passage."

    Cheng Yin didn't seem to wake up, nor did she notice Chen Ran's coat on her body.

    She stood up while rubbing her eyes, the clothes fell to the ground, and she didn't notice.

    Chen Ran bent over to pick up the school uniform, and a crisp sound suddenly sounded above his head.

    Clean, smooth, more pure than the English teacher, even with a bit of Queen's English.

    Chen Ran couldn't believe it was Cheng Yin's **** voice, even though he raised his head and watched Cheng Yin read it word by word.

    In fact, Chengyin English is really good, but it is not good for the test.

    My parents can speak fluent English, and Cheng Sheng has a standard English accent, so Cheng Yin's spoken English is stronger than most high school students.

    However, she is different from ordinary students in that she can do 130 English questions, but she cannot use English fluently, and occasionally a little Chinese English emerges. On the other hand, Cheng Yin can't understand grammar and can't understand what inversion sentence subject, predicate and object, but he can communicate with foreigners fluently in daily life, and he can also understand British and American dramas.

    English teachers also know this, so when they need to read the text aloud, they always take time to read the text. Not only for listening comfort, but also hope that students can learn her accent.

    When Cheng Yin was reading the text, the English teacher walked around the students with the book, nodding from time to time, and smacking Cheng Yin's pronunciation.

    When Cheng Yin finished reading the first paragraph, she said "um" and said, "Sit down."

    I then looked to my side and pointed at Xiao Siran.

    "Xiao Siran, read the second paragraph."

    Xiao Siran stood up holding the book, coughed twice, and then began to read.

    After reading two sentences, she stuttered for a while, and got stuck when she read the word "alphabetical".

    The English teacher read it to her and then asked her to continue reading.

    Soon, after reading the second paragraph, Xiao Siran sat down with a blushing face and lowered his head to read, not daring to look at other people's eyes.

    No one was looking at her.

    This situation is normal for high school students, and her English is actually very fluent, but it is the kind of fluent.

    The English teacher picked a few more people to read the text, paragraph by paragraph, and the remaining ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

    After class, people pouring water, handing in homework, and joking in the classroom all became noisy.

    Xiao Siran was still immersed in the humiliation of the accent comparison just now, and turned back secretly, wanting to see if Cheng Yin was complacent.

    His eyes reached the back, only to see that Cheng Yin's head was tightly covered by Nie Nan's school uniform, and his hands fluttered like moths.

    Chen Ran watched and smiled happily.

    Damn mental retardation.

    Xiao Siran turned back silently.

    Cheng Yin and Nie Nan fought for a while, the preparation bell rang, and the classroom was quiet again.

    The teacher has not come yet, there are several students walking in the aisle.

    Suddenly, Nie Nan sneezed, shaking the ceiling of the entire classroom.

    "Fuck!" Nie Nan wiped his nose and said, "Why is it so fragrant?"

    Just then Xiao Siran passed by them.

    Hearing Nie Nan's voice, she quickened her pace and headed towards the locker in the back row.

    In fact, she hasn't slept well these days.

    Although Zhang Yuehai gave her a lot of face and didn't tell anyone about the chocolate, Xiao Siran knew that her little thoughts were in front of Chen Ran, and she was crushed to pieces.

    Where does she still have any girlish thoughts now, as long as there is Chen Ran, she can't wait to find a hole to bury herself.

    Xiao Siran took something in the locker and left, bringing a scent.

    Cheng Yin whispered: "Zumalong Freesia."

    Nie Nan: "What?"

    Xie Ying patted his head with the book, "Perfume, do you understand?"

    After he finished speaking, he stared at Xiao Siran's back and sneered: "It's not a catwalk, and what kind of perfume are you doing? It's going to go to heaven when you make a promotional video."

    "I also have a bottle." Cheng Yin said, "but I haven't used it yet."

    It was her birthday last year and a cousin gave it to her. But she is a high school student who wears a school uniform all day and has no intention of spraying perfume.

    Hearing them talking about perfume, Chen Ran subconsciously sniffed.

    The milky scent in the morning dissipated, leaving only a faint faint scent.

    Chen Ran suddenly asked, "What perfume do you use?"

    Cheng Yin: "Shufujia Mama Soap."

    Chen Ran: “…”

    The second class is Zhang Yuehai's Chinese class. Today, I don't talk about the topic, but I do an argumentative topic. The time flies by.

    After class, he picked up the book and said, "Cheng Yin, come to the office with me."

    Cheng Yin observed Zhang Yuehai's expression, nothing special, it seemed that it was not for tea, so she came over with peace of mind.

    When he walked to the door, Xiao Siran was also going out with that kind of thermos cup.

    Zhang Yuehai saw her and boasted, "You look pretty good without glasses."

    Xiao Siran pursed his lips and smiled, glanced at Cheng Yin next to Zhang Yuehai, his expression darkened again.

    Zhang Yuehai took Cheng Yin to the office and asked her to sit down, but he turned around and went to the water dispenser to pour water.

    He soaked some chrysanthemums and added a fat sea, and then walked over leisurely and said: "Tomorrow morning after the class exercise, go to the publicity office to find teacher Wang Huijuan."

    "Ah?" Cheng Yin asked, "What's the matter?"

    At this time, the life committee member of the class came in and put a stack of money on Zhang Yuehai's table.

    "Teacher, the material fee has been collected."

    Zhang Yuehai nodded, put the money aside, and said to Cheng Yin: "It's the school celebration video, you can shoot it, it won't take long, just do as Teacher Wang said. already."

    Cheng Yin: "?"

    She pointed to herself, "Me?"

    "It's you." Zhang Yuehai picked up the material fee and began to count, and said casually, "Remember to wear a new school uniform tomorrow."

    "Did you make a mistake?" Cheng Yin asked, "In that vote, Xiao Siran is the first place?"

    Zhang Yuehai pointed, "What vote?"

    Cheng Yin told Zhang Yuehai the ins and outs of the matter, but he was not very clear, so he said, "I'll call and ask."

    Zhang Yuehai went to the corridor with his mobile phone, and came back a few minutes later.

    He sat down with a smile and said helplessly and hilariously: "I have asked Mr. Wang, and their publicity office has not done any voting, so don't look at it. The voting you mentioned is not ours at all. The school's public account got it. Mr. Wang took a look and didn't know which We Media got it, you don't need to worry about it."

    Cheng Yin probably understood, and the surprise exploded in her mind.

    "So, that's me going to shoot?"

    "It's you." Zhang Yuehai said, "When I was preparing to make a promotional video, I decided it was you. I was afraid that you would be impetuous, so I told you when the end came."

    Zhang Yuehai waved to her, "Go, go to bed early tonight, just go to Teacher Wang tomorrow, don't make some nondescript cosmetics by yourself."

    But she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

    But not too obvious.

    After all, at the art festival last week, she was convinced by Xiao Siran.

    Cheng Yin trotted back to the classroom. As soon as she entered through the front door, several people stared at her.

    A girl in the front row asked: "Cheng Yin, is it true? I heard it's you?"

    Cheng Yin did not speak, and went straight to the seat.

    Before sitting down, Xie Ying burst into laughter, "Mr. Zhang told you? Is it you?"

    Cheng Yin was a little embarrassed and looked at the back of Xiao Siran in front of him.

     Her back was straight and she sat upright reading a book.

    Cheng Yin whispered: "How do you all know?"

    "He Shanshan said it." Nie Nan said, "She heard it in the office, and now the whole class knows it."

    However, He Shanshan only heard the first half of the episode, and doesn't know the inside story, so what the class knows now is—I don't know what's going on, anyway, Cheng Yin is going to make a promotional video, and vote The first Xiao Siran was defeated.

    So, now everyone looks at Xiao Siran a little differently.

    Naturally, there are some people who are dissatisfied and feel that everyone has won the vote, so why is it still Cheng Yin in the end.

    But because of Xiao Siran's whistleblower's report on Cheng Yin and Chen Ran a few days ago, more people in the class are now schadenfreude.

    I also wore invisible, my hair was done, and I even sprayed perfume. I wish I could write "Hundred Years of School Celebration Video Heroine" on my face, but in the end it was a bamboo basket. Water is empty.

    Chen Ran listened to Xie Ying and the others chatting for a while, and then he figured out what was going on.

    I lost the vote.

    He didn't speak, took out his mobile phone, and sent Ji Huaijin a message.

    "You can't even win with a bunch of high school kids, you crap."

    After receiving the news, Ji Huaijin almost didn't call to curse.

    "You really are a dog."