My years as a menswear boss

When Jiqiu realized that she was in the world of another book and did not cause her any troubles, she still did her own things step by step. The only difference was that her studies were well guided.

"Do you read the accent here?" Jiqiu opened her mouth and read the words written in her pen. She has a temporary assignment to write a Greek poem and recite it to the whole class.

The Greek we are currently learning is between later Greek and ancient Greek, similar to the style between Chinese vernacular and classical Chinese.

Darcy circled a Greek symbol with a pen, "The accent is on the top, you marked it wrong. And we used χουμε later, you used their form."

"Ah, thank you." Jiqiu scratched his head, "It's very unrealistic for you to expect a person who can only write about puppies chasing ducklings to use the right format, Mr. Darcy."

"Your Greek teacher won't give you a C+ just because you can only write about dogs chasing ducks." Darcy's serious face is comparable to that of the dean.

"Okay, so if there are any mistakes in my poem, please point them out."

Jiqiu sorted out the poems she had written again. A month ago, her knowledge of Greek was limited to the Greek symbols used in mathematics.

Darcy's frown gradually relaxed, "Basically there is no big mistake, but you should bring your emotions when you read aloud, which will give you extra points."

"Oh, that's really embarrassing." Jiqiu looked at her Greek poems that were comparable to vernacular. "A group of Greek poems that could be published were displayed together with a poem that was written by a child."

"Pfft~" The person behind him seemed to be unable to bear it, and laughed out loud.

"It seems that you think so too, Mr. Bingley." Jiqiu turned his head and looked at the tall blond man with curly hair behind him.

"On the contrary, as far as I know Mr Williams just became a father not long ago and he would love the fairytale style."

Charles Bentley is completely opposite to Fitzwilliam Darcy. He always has a hearty smile on his face, like a little sun. "Someone said that he was watching "Andersen's Fairy Tales" in the office a few days ago."

"Awesome!" Jiqiu's eyes lit up, "I really have a foresight."

"Bingley, Mr. Hyde has taken your words seriously." Darcy glanced at his friend who was smiling happily.

"Mrs. Williams gave birth to a girl a month ago, isn't that true?" Bingley spread his hands innocently.

Darcy tidied up the scattered papers on the table, then stood up,

"My tutoring is over, it's your turn."

Bingley sat where Darcy was sitting just now, turned his head to look at Darcy's tall and straight back, and said in a low voice, "Darcy didn't take this as a job, he was in the dormitory yesterday tidying up the things he used to learn Greek. notes."

"I know, he's always duplicity." Jiqiu covered his mouth and smiled.

If she hadn't read this book, she would probably be as puzzled as most of the students around her, why the easy-going and friendly Mr. Bingley and the always stern Mr. Darcy became best friends.

"Duplicity? This word is perfectly tailored for Darcy." Bentley also smiled, and nodded in agreement, "Okay, the charming Latin is about to begin!"

"I don't think Latin is fascinating." Jiqiu took out the Latin translation of his B- test yesterday, "Mr. Baker took my paper and did an analysis of the wrong questions. After the lecture, I asked everyone if there is anything that needs to be corrected." Speaking of which, do you know how everyone responded?"

"How did you answer?" Bingli propped his head on one arm, and asked following Jiqiu's words. He liked this lively junior very much, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative when he watched the junior student cry when he faced homework. Come up with tutoring ideas.

"Of course not. And, by the way, there's that bloody Bruce, asking Mr. Baker why he spends so much time giving wrong questions instead of opening the next book."

Jiqiu grabbed her hair again with irritable hands, "Thank you, Mr. Baker, for giving me the last bit of dignity, and not saying that the test paper he took was mine."

Bingley laughed so much that his shoulders trembled. He felt that Mr. Hyde was really interesting. In Eaton, the class division was very serious. Elvis Hyde was different from those aristocratic teenagers who always observed etiquette when they were born in a prominent position. He is naive and loose, and his behavior is unrestrained, more like a troubadour.

"In fact, Latin is not very difficult. If you don't want to be a priest or priest in the future, you only need to understand simple writing."

Bingli handed the notebook in his hand to Jiqiu, "These are my notes for exam review, you can use them as a reference."

"It would be great if Mr. Darcy would draw me the key points of the exam, instead of giving me a book telling me that these are all the test points." Ji Qiu lay on the table directly.

"Then you have misunderstood Darcy. He didn't do the test points during the exam, and he just memorized the whole book." Bingli took the paper and homework sent by Qiu, and stopped writing with his pen.

"Then it's best if he did well in the exam?"

Jiqiu turned her face to ask Bentley.

"His Greek is the first in the grade." Bingley raised his head and continued to help send Qiu correct the questions.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Bingley is also a rising star, why didn't he change his vest?"

Jiqiu sat up and took the kraft paper from Bingley's hand, "If it was me, I would change it to scarlet or dark green."

"Among my friends, only Darcy can change the vest, and no one else can change it, so." Bingley stopped writing, hesitated and said.

"But I think if it's a real friend, he should be proud of you for getting this honor."

Jiqiuhu's blue eyes were filled with firmness, "A person who is jealous of a friend is a good friend?"

"Oh, you're right, Mr. Hyde. But I'm used to black." Bingley pursed his lips, his voice clear and gentle.

"Sorry, I was too abrupt just now." Jiqiu sighed in his heart, Bentley is a good man, he doesn't want to imagine the people around him as bad, and accepting other people's opinions too easily will lead him into a misunderstanding.

"No such thing." Bingley shook his head with a smile, "Come back to business, I've sorted out your wrong questions."

"Okay." Jiqiu picked up the pen and focused on the Latin.There are still two years before the start of the plot, and it is too early for her to worry.

Jiqiu devotes herself to her studies, but she still devotes all her attention to the future plans she has built.

She had already thought about it, as long as she was in England, she couldn't avoid Angelica, so she might as well find a way to change her position.

As her physical mother, she would let Angelica live her life in abundance, but she could not intervene in her life.

"Mr. Hyde, I have already sent the things you asked for last time."

A little boy with a round head and a round face stood by the iron fence, his eyes were shining, and he was begging for praise written all over his face.

Jiqiu coughed lightly, and took out the prepared tip from his pocket, "Good job, this is your reward, little Tom."

"Okay! Now the novel you wrote is being discussed everywhere in the street." Tom blinked his round eyes, "Will Gary reveal the murderer in the next chapter?"

"It's a secret." Jiqiu made a hissing gesture, "Don't tell anyone my identity, okay?"

"Promise to complete the task, sir!" Tom saluted, and ran away quickly when he saw the security guards patrolling this way.

Writing novels is the first step for Jiqiu to build his own foundation.In addition, she also thought of some other ways to make money, but the road of writing novels seems to be developing very well.

So she began to organize the cases she solved in her previous life into novels and publish them, and she could get a manuscript fee every week.