Did you get rid of the scumbag Bai Yueguang today [Rebirth]

Everyone looked at Jiang Mingyu.

Jiang Mingyu put down the test paper in his hand and walked to the middle of the competition field.

Xiang Lin's words were interrupted, but he didn't get out the anger he wanted to get out, and he couldn't get the slap in the face he wanted to.He shook his legs angrily and looked at Jiang Mingyu.Unfortunately, Jiang Mingyu still kept his poker face, and Xiang Lin couldn't see anything from that poker face.

Although Jiang Mingyu likes being loyal, he doesn't have a sense of collective honor, and he's not interested in meddling. Xiang Lin doesn't understand why he suddenly intervenes.

Moreover, what's the use of suddenly intervening?Even if he couldn't explain the reason for his sudden improvement, how could Jiang Mingyu explain it?Xiang Lin pouted, secretly praying that Jiang Mingyu would finish his sentence and get off the stage quickly, because he was still waiting to slap Wu Fang in the face.

As for after the slap in the face, how to explain the leap in English performance?Xiang Lin was too lazy to think about it.

"Student Jiang? You say you have evidence?" Principal Ge recognized Jiang Mingyu.

At that time, Jiang Mingyu's admission to the school was approved by Principal Ge himself.When going through the formalities, Principal Ge also recruited Jiang Mingyu as a strong man to help him move the office.

"Yes, I have evidence." Jiang Mingyu glanced at Wu Fang, his gaze crossed Xiang Lin's face, and finally fixed on Principal Ge, "I have been giving Xiang Lin extra lessons during this period of time. His progress is indeed very fast. I can testify to that."

"No matter how fast it is, it's not such a quick way." Wu Fang narrowed her eyes, "Besides, you are still a student, why, your remedial lessons are more useful than what the teacher taught?"

Wu Fang's words basically pushed Jiang Mingyu to the opposite of all the teachers.Xiang Lin scratched his ears, thinking that it's okay, but started to stir up emotions with a few casual words?According to Jiang Mingyu's habit in his previous life...

Xiang Lin thought for a while, and suddenly realized that Jiang Mingyu had never faced this kind of situation in his previous life——Jiang Mingyu had always been a model student in the eyes of his teachers, and he was the object of care in the hands of the teachers. Wang Meimei also talked to Jiang Mingyu afterwards, and praised Jiang Mingyu many times in public, intentionally or unintentionally.

What do top students do when faced with harsh teachers?Xiang Lin was suddenly a little curious.

"Mr. Wu, you misunderstood. Xiang Lin's progress is not due to me. On the contrary, I have to thank him for this matter." Jiang Mingyu slightly curled the corner of his mouth, "Aunt Xiang Lin is in the United States. Maybe you don't know?"

Wu Fang: "His aunt is in the United States, what does it have to do with him?"

"His aunt settled in the United States after studying abroad at public expense. The school she went to was not Alabama State University or Nazareth Bible College." Jiang Mingyu paused, and looked at Wu Fang with a half-smile, "Mr. Wu, if I If I remember correctly, these two schools can also be counted as your alma mater?"

Wu Fang froze for a moment, her expression suddenly became sharp.She quickly pinned her curly sideburns behind her ears, and said in an unnatural voice, "What do you mean?"

"I just want to say that Aunt Xiang Lin went to a very good school. Not only did she send back MP3s that are hard to find in China, but she also sent him a lot of English materials." After Jiang Mingyu finished speaking, He glanced at Xiang Lin lightly.

Xiang Lin frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong.

It was true that his aunt was in the United States, and it was true that she sent the mp3 and materials, but Xiang Lin had never read those materials in his previous life or this life, and it was even more impossible to learn them.At this moment, Jiang Mingyu suddenly brought up this matter, did he want to count his progress on that pile of materials?

If he insisted, he could indeed do so. Xiang Lin licked his lips, thinking that the disaster was indeed a disaster, why didn't he think that he could do it like this?

Wu Fang pursed her bright red lips, and turned her head to look at the principal.The principal turned away and didn't look at her.

After a few seconds of silence, Wu Fang said: "You want to say that Xiang Lin's progress is due to those materials? It's empty talk..."

"Ms. Wu accused Xiang Lin of cheating, isn't it just empty words?" Jiang Mingyu interrupted her coldly, "Besides, the beneficiaries of those materials are not only Xiang Lin, but also me."

Wang Meimei reacted: "No wonder, no wonder your oral English has suddenly improved so much this semester."

Xiang Lin was taken aback: "Spoken language?"

Wang Meimei explained in a low voice: "Yes, I was a little shocked when the school started, and Jiang Mingyu's spoken English has improved a lot since I didn't see him for a holiday."

Xiang Lin let out a short ah.

After rebirth, Xiang Lin had never heard Jiang Mingyu speak English, let alone that Jiang Mingyu's spoken language had improved.Even a few ten minutes ago, he was thinking that if Jiang Mingyu's oral English was not good, he wouldn't mind if Xiaoxiao made a splash and won the first place in the competition.

But at this time in his previous life, Jiang Mingyu's spoken language obviously hadn't improved, and he was even ridiculed by Wu Fang because of his spoken language.

What is the influence of English material?This kind of flickering and fooling Wu Fang is okay, but Xiang Lin knew that Jiang Mingyu had never been exposed to those English materials during the period before his rebirth——Xiang Lin threw the materials aside after receiving them, and didn't even think about following them. Jiang Mingyu mentioned.

Even more impossible after rebirth.

After rebirth, Jiang Mingyu couldn't even enter the gate of the villa, let alone get access to materials.

In his previous life, after he went to university, Jiang Mingyu followed him home once, only to find that pile of materials by accident.So, how did Jiang Mingyu, who couldn't have read the materials no matter what he thought about it, improve his oral English scores?

A certain answer was about to come out, Xiang Lin's heart beat twice violently, and his mind was in a mess.

In the field, because of Jiang Mingyu's sudden joining, the situation on the field became stalemate again.But this time it is obviously more beneficial to Wang Meimei.

Xu Huijuan asked the principal what he meant, and planned to end the farce: "Okay, okay, this was originally a misunderstanding, and now it has been explained clearly, let's continue the competition."

Wang Meimei didn't think so: "How can I just let it go if I wronged my student? Does she know how much this kind of suspicion will affect the child?"

Wu Fang bit her lip, her expression still suspicious: "Even if there are materials, it's impossible to improve so much in such a short period of time, right?"

"Why is it impossible?" Jiang Mingyu twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, his usually straight lips were slightly raised, and he showed a rare smile, "Those are the internal materials of the ivy. After eating those materials, it is normal for English scores to improve by leaps and bounds."

Seeing that Wu Fang still wanted to speak, Jiang Mingyu said again: "Oh, by the way, Teacher Wu's alma mater is not in the Ivy League. It's normal not to know the value of those materials."

"Ivy League? What is an Ivy League?" "I don't know, I haven't heard of it." "You don't know this? The American Ivy League, which is full of top American schools, Harvard, Yale, etc. Harvard, Yale, you guys Have you heard it before?" "Damn it? If you're so good, Aunt Xiang Lin is awesome." "His aunt is so awesome, so it's normal for his English to improve?" "Who says it's not."

The whispers of the students reached Wu Fang's ears, and she frowned fiercely: "What are you talking about? What are you talking about underneath? Keep the competition quiet, understand?"

"Isn't this a gap in the competition now? Why don't you let me talk?" The courageous student snapped back.The class teacher of that student glanced at him and said nothing.

When Wu Fang first entered the school, many teachers had a good impression of her - she was beautiful, dressed in a foreign style, had studied abroad, had a vision, and was serious and responsible in teaching.

But gradually, the teachers were more or less dissatisfied with her.

Yes, her spoken English is good, but because of this, she can't always stare at the students with bad spoken English and make fun of them, right?

Especially for students except Class 2, as long as she has the opportunity, even if it is an English speech when the flag is raised, Wu Fang can beat around the bush and complain about poor spoken English.In her own words, what is this called English?This is Chinglish.Chinglish still have the nerve to speak under the national flag?a shame!

It's just that due to her golden experience in studying abroad and her pure American pronunciation, the teachers are as patient as possible. Seeing that the students are being criticized harshly, they just protest a few words in a tactful way. ignore.

Seeing her face off against Wang Meimei today, many teachers secretly hoped that Wang Meimei would win.It's just that Wu Fang's doubts are justified. These teachers did not support Wang Meimei, but chose to wait and see what happened.Later, Jiang Mingyu told about the materials and brought up the Ivy League.

The students know little about the Ivy League, but the teachers who are on the front line of teaching clearly understand the meaning of the Ivy League.

On the contrary, these teachers had never heard of the two schools Jiang Mingyu mentioned.Now that I think about it carefully, the teachers suddenly realized that Wu Fang came back with the halo of studying abroad, but when she came to join the job, she only took a domestic university diploma, and no one knew what she studied abroad. University.

"What kind of university in Alaba, and what kind of bible college, what are they all about?" a student asked.

The other students shook their heads: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it before. Could it be a third-rate university in the United States? Just like the domestic xx vocational college?"

"Can't you? After graduating from a third-rate university, you taught an experimental class after returning to China?" The student who asked was surprised.

"Not only do you want to teach the experimental class, but you also want to grab the position of the director of English teaching and research." Some students disdain, "If you think about it carefully, isn't she better at oral English? If you really want to talk about teaching, she is no better than our old class."

The ones who spoke were students from class 12, and their head teacher was also an English teacher.

Hearing the students' conversation, Wu Fang's expression became even uglier.She clenched her fists tightly, and the manicure she had just finished dug into her flesh.The school is her flaw, and she has been avoiding this problem as much as possible after returning to China. Who would have thought that this matter would be exposed so abruptly in front of all the teachers and students in the school?

This feeling was like being punched in the head, and Wu Fang's mind was buzzing.

She only felt that the halo on her body was scattered all over the place, as if the fig leaf had been torn off in public, and all the voices in the stands seemed to be mocking her incompetence, her rusticity, and her abrupt Chinglish accent.

Yes, when she first came to the United States, Wu Fang could only speak dumb English.Every time she said something, she would be ridiculed by her classmates for a long time. She would never forget the embarrassment and embarrassment at that time in her life.But now, these embarrassments and embarrassments seem to come back again, even though she has worked so hard for so long, even though she prepares lessons diligently every day, even...

Wu Fang bit her lip and looked up at Jiang Mingyu.

"Is there anything else for Mr. Wu?" Jiang Mingyu asked with a smile, "Do you need me to explain Alabama State University and Nazarene Bible College?"

Wu Fang looked away, not daring to look at Jiang Mingyu again.

Sweat trickled down the back of Wu Fang's ears, and a few strands of flax-colored curly hair were wet, making the color darker and losing its former luster.

She couldn't figure it out, she was just unwilling and wanted Wang Meimei and Class 1 to make a fool of herself, how did she end up in this situation?

The student in front of him was Jiang Mingyu, Wu Fang knew him, and knew that the school spent a lot of effort to poach him from Jianhe High School.It's just that before, Wu Fang only knew that Jiang Mingyu was good at studying, but she never thought that a high school student's mind could be deep and vicious.

Now thinking back to Jiang Mingyu's words, Wu Fang realized that Jiang Mingyu was setting up a trap, and he had started to set up a trap from the moment he stood up from the very beginning.

He first laid the groundwork by making up lessons, guiding himself to answer the conversation, guiding himself to question, and logically, he was able to mention the material that he didn't know if it was true or not, Aunt Xiang Lin, and Ivy.

However, these are not his main purpose. He paved the way for so much, just wanting to lead out Alabama State University, Nazarene Bible College, and his own shameful past.

Wu Fang gradually became short of breath.

As long as those pasts are elicited, everyone's focus will shift. They will focus on their origins from a third-rate university, their humiliating past, discussions, shocks, and whispers—no one will remember the whole thing. The initial focus of the matter was that the teacher and classmates in Class 1 cheated together.

Wu Fang glanced at the auditorium again. Sure enough, everyone was whispering, Alabama, Bible College... These words kept drilling into their ears, and Wu Fang covered her ears.

"Oh, that's right." Jiang Mingyu opened his thin lips again, "I heard that although Alabama State University and Nazarene Bible College are not good at teaching, they are rare schools in the United States that are very loose in oral English requirements. Foreign students who are not qualified can go to get a diploma.”

This student still doesn't intend to let himself go?He didn't even intend to keep the last fig leaf for himself?Wu Fang's heart skipped a beat.She felt a stone weigh heavily on her chest, making her almost breathless.

"So I've always been a little curious, why did Mr. Wu go to those two schools with such a good spoken language?" Jiang Mingyu asked the next question coldly.