The real young master just wants to learn

After Lu Xiangxue finished talking about what he wanted to explain, he asked everyone to go to self-study.

Jiang Lin thought that he couldn't do well in the mock exam the day after tomorrow, otherwise he might be cast in a drama. Of course, he didn't want to do too badly in the exam, so he took out the papers and started to do it, practicing in advance and pinching the score for the exam.

Ever since Pang Xinghua saw Jiang Lin at the door just now, he never took his eyes off him.

Of course, it wasn't because of being attracted to him or something, but simply because I felt... How can a person change so much after just one weekend.

Why didn't he counterattack and become a handsome man after a weekend?

Pang Xinghua didn't like to study, and Yan Zuo, who was sitting next to him, didn't like to study either.

Yan Zuo wanted to cram a few words temporarily for the IELTS simulation the day after tomorrow, but after reading only two words, he felt sleepy.

This is the charm of English!

He rubbed his neck, which was not sore at all, and planned to chat with Pang Xinghua for a while to relieve some sleepiness, but when he looked up, he saw him covering his face with a book, and staring straight at Jiang Lin's direction.

Jiang Lin, who was stared at by him, was sitting upright, writing something stroke by stroke, very seriously.

Yan Zuo looked at it for a while, and felt that it was no different from looking at a sculpture with moving hands, so he looked away.

In the end, he found that Pang Xinghua was still watching!

He couldn't help but kicked Pang Xinghua's chair, "Why are you staring at him so hard? Are you interested?"

Pang Xinghua staggered from his kick and almost fell off his chair.

He turned his head abruptly, and said in a low voice, "Having a convulsion? Why are you kicking me!"

Yan Zuo rolled his eyes, "I'm afraid you won't be able to come back if your eyes stick to him. Why, seeing that he looks good, have you lost your mind?"

Pang Xinghua rolled the book into a tube, and knocked him hard, "Fart, I'm a straight man, 24k straight!"

"Then you keep staring at Jiang Lin."

It has to be said that the world is very tolerant of beautiful things, and they have unknowingly called Jiang Lin from a bad nickname to a first name.

"I just find it strange." Pang Xinghua said, "How could he be reborn after a weekend."

Yan Zuo replied casually, "A man depends on his clothes. His previous school uniform doesn't look good when a celebrity comes."

That being said, Pang Xinghua still found it strange.

He always felt that Jiang Lin was different from before not only because of his appearance, but also because of his temperament from the inside out.

Seeing Pang Xinghua, Yan Zuo was stupefied, shook his head, dismissed the idea of ​​chatting with him, and then forced himself to recite the words.

Pang Xinghua was so happy that he continued to stare at Jiang Lin, as if he could find the reason for his transformation.

From the beginning, he simply stared at Jiang Lin, and now he looked at it with doubts, and then...he saw Lu Xiangxue, who had been sitting on the podium, come down.

With her hands behind her back, Lu Xiangxue looked at the students' study status from left to right. After seeing Jiang Lin, she paused, changed direction and stopped beside Jiang Lin to watch him do the questions.

Jiang Lin has a bad habit, that is, he likes to wear headphones and listen to light music when studying and working, which can make him more focused.

Fortunately, the international school is not strict about electronic equipment, so he blatantly wore headphones and the teacher didn't say anything.

That is, as soon as he puts on the earphones, he will be completely immersed in his own world, without even realizing that there are more people around him.

Lu Xiangxue nodded while watching him do the questions, and the surprise and approval in his eyes became more and more serious.

The difference in Jiang Lin's image was too big, and he was very eye-catching. Since entering the classroom just now, she has been paying attention to him.

People are always like this. Once you start paying attention to a person, you can't help but keep paying attention to him.

After explaining the task just now, although Lu Xiangxue was working, she only occasionally looked up to see if her classmates were slacking off, but the few times she looked up, almost all of them fell on Jiang Lin.

Jiang Lin's sitting posture is very upright. Ever since she announced the start of self-study, he has kept his head down while writing while wearing earphones.

And now, more than half an hour later, he is still in the same posture, writing with great concentration, as if he is the only one in the whole classroom.

Jiang Lin has never been like this before, even if he occasionally stays still while wearing headphones, it is because he is in a daze.

But he is different now. Although his posture is still the same, his hands are still moving, so this makes Lu Xiangxue very curious about what he is writing.

When she came down, she thought that maybe Jiang Lin was just copying the lyrics or something, but she never expected that he was actually doing the test paper!

And after a quick glance, she found that all the questions he had done were correct.

Especially in the composition I am writing now, simple sentences are mixed and matched with long and difficult sentences, simple vocabulary and advanced vocabulary are used alternately, and words with one meaning will never be used repeatedly.

He even accurately translated ancient Chinese poems into English, and also rhymed the English. Even their foreign teachers probably didn't have this ability.

And his handwriting, it is no exaggeration to say that his handwriting is almost as good as a copybook.

Lu Xiangxue unknowingly stood beside Jiang Lin for almost 10 minutes, staring at the paper in his hand, her facial expression could not help but relax, revealing a surprised smile.

Pang Xinghua had been paying attention to Jiang Lin's place all the time, but he was even more shocked when he saw such a smile on the head teacher of his class, who had never praised Xiang Huanze before.

No, it should be said that the word shock is already hard to describe his mood at the moment.

He imitated what Yan Zuo did just now and kicked him hard on the chair. Yan Zuo, who had finally entered the state of reciting words, staggered, and then yelled at him, "Master Pang Xinghua, you don't want to live anymore, do you?"

It was rare for Pang Xinghua not to talk to him, and pointed in the direction of Jiang Lin.

Yan Zuo looked over impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Although he was also shocked by Jiang Lin's changes, he really wasn't so shocked that he kept staring at him like Pang Xinghua... What the hell?

Yan Zuo's eyes widened in an instant. When did Lu Xiangxue's gentle smile appear besides Xiang Huanze's total score of No. 1 in the science test at the end of last semester?

And, still facing Jiang Lin?

Seeing Yan Zuo's reaction, Pang Xinghua was very proud.

See, a person would be shocked to see that scene.

Yan Zuo leaned over, lowered his voice and said to Pang Xinghua: "What's the situation, why did Teacher Lu suddenly become so gentle?"

Pang Xinghua covered his face with the book, pretending to be discussing the problem, "Look carefully, where is Mr. Lu looking?"

Yan Zuo narrowed his eyes and looked, "Jiang Lin's table."

Pang Xinghua rolled his eyes to the sky, "What's on the table."

"Book...wrong, test paper, paper?! Damn! Teacher Lu is looking at Jiang Lin's paper!"

"Should I be surprised that Mr. Lu would read a scumbag to do the papers first, or should I be surprised that Jiang Lin would do the papers first."

Pang Xinghua ignored his second question and said, "I'm really curious now, what was written on Jiang Lin's test paper that could make Teacher Lu so happy."

Yan Zuo nodded and stroked his chin, "Don't tell me, I'm also curious, what did he write that made Mr. Lu show that expression, which is only shown to super academics like Xiang Huanze. "

"Then after class, let's go and have a look?"

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Jiang Lin had just finished writing the composition.

He took off his earphones, stretched his muscles, and touched Lu Xiangxue with his arm, only then did he realize that there was someone standing beside him.

Jiang Lin was startled, and quickly moved aside, "Mr. Lu, you..."

Lu Xiangxue was still reading Jiang Lin's composition, and she straightened up after reading all of it, "It's nothing, the teacher is just reading your composition, it's very good."

Jiang Lin smiled, a little embarrassed, "It's... alright."

"But..." The smile on Lu Xiangxue's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a complex face, "Did you write this composition yourself? You memorized it."

When I read the composition just now, the lines were full of surprises, so that she only realized something was wrong now.

With Jiang Lin's grades, can he write such a composition?

Jiang Lin was taken aback when he heard the words. He subconsciously felt aggrieved and angry when he was questioned by the teacher like this. But after thinking about it carefully, the teacher's doubts were unreasonable.

The original owner went to a vocational high school before, and it is said that the total score of the senior high school entrance examination was only over 200 points.

Last week, his English level was still far away from CET-[-], but this week he could write a composition that passed the IELTS without any problems. Everyone would doubt it.

It was already a very euphemistic way for Lu Xiangxue to ask him if he memorized the composition.

Jiang Lin met Teacher Shang's eyes and nodded, "I wrote it myself."

In Lu Xiangxue's suspicious eyes, he casually gave a reason, "Teacher, you also know that my life experience is quite complicated. I suddenly transferred here from a vocational high school. In fact, I have a very big psychological gap, so I made so many mistakes before." Unwise move."

"However, even if I suddenly fly to a branch, I don't want to admit that I am inferior to others, so in fact, I memorize a lot of words every day, read a lot of English books and periodicals, and try my best to improve my English every day."

"I have worked hard for nearly a year, and it seems to have achieved a little effect."

Jiang Lin's words were reserved, and his tone was aggrieved with a bit of reluctance. Lu Xiangxue instantly made up Jiang Lin's mental journey after he transferred to Wangfu School from the first semester of the first semester of high school.

A child who was suddenly informed of his life experience was suddenly transferred from a vocational high school to an international school.

The English proficiency of the people here is frighteningly high, and he only knows 26 English letters and a few be verbs.

Because he was out of tune with the environment, he developed inferiority complex in his heart, so he could only cover himself up with rebellion.

But he refused to admit defeat in his heart. On the surface, he was rebellious, but in fact he still wanted to win for himself, so he worked hard every day and forgot to eat and sleep.

Finally, after a year of unremitting efforts, he got what he wanted. With his own efforts, he has become like everyone here, with a super high level of English.

No, even more than them.

The improvement in his academic performance allowed him to regain his self-confidence, so he no longer used rebellion to cover up himself, and he changed his strange clothes and messy hair back to his normal appearance.

After brainstorming Jiang Lin's mental journey, Lu Xiangxue looked at him more like a loving mother.

She patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder, "Son, it's really hard for you. Don't worry, your progress teacher will see it, keep working hard, if you need anything, or if you want to talk, just come to the teacher, the teacher will definitely I will do my best to help you"

Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows, what did the teacher make up in his head?

Looking at Lu Xiangxue's gentle eyes, Jiang Lin also smiled.

But no matter what she thought, judging by her reaction, she should have no doubts about her sudden improvement.

It's fine if you don't doubt it, as long as the teacher passes this level, the students' doubts are easy to say.

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