Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Almost as soon as it was a holiday, Qiu Zhen followed her boyfriend on the plane. He was still a little confused on the plane. Xia Xia didn't know when he had greeted his family. Anyway, when he knew, their holiday itinerary had already been set. up.

More than ten hours later, the plane landed on the other side of the world, and the driver who had made an appointment in advance was already waiting at the airport.

Bi Xia answered the phone, said a few words to that side, and then handed the phone to Qiu Zhen. Qiu Zhen recalled the location words he learned in primary school English, and used the various buildings around him to explain them clearly. s position.

From the moment the plane landed, no matter what Qiu Zhen said, Bi Xia didn't speak a word of Chinese, as if he had perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment, using the same language as the people coming and going.

It's not right to say that, after all, it's at the airport, and there are people from all over the world. While waiting for the driver, Qiu Zhen heard the languages ​​of various countries and English with various accents.

The Chinese even speak English with a bit of a sense of correctness.

Bi Xia had communicated with the driver in advance. The driver was a middle-aged man in his forties. He kept talking to Qiu Zhen, as if he was teasing a child. correct him.

It was afternoon, and it was about this time when they got on the plane, and they had been doing their homework on the plane, and they hardly slept.

Bi Xia was already in a strong state, but Qiu Zhen was a little better. He adjusted his sitting posture and motioned Bi Xia to lean against him to sleep for a while, but Bi Xia shook his head and refused.

Qiu Zhen looked at his somewhat dry lips, and licked his own lips reflexively.He took out the thermos and poured Bi Xia a glass of water.

The driver looked very interested in the thermos cup, and chatted with him through the cup.

When they passed by a theater, the topic naturally shifted to drama, and soon Qiu Zhen realized that he didn't understand drama, so he talked about fairy tales.

Who hasn't stopped fairy tales, but Qiuzhen's English is half-baked, and his spoken English is not as good as when he went abroad with his parents when he was a child.

There are only a few he can name: Hai's Daughter, Snow White, Thumbelina, Ugly Duckling... I don't know if the translation is correct.

Bi Xia listened at first, paying attention to Qiu Zhen's grammar. When communicating, he mostly used short sentences, except for the tense.

Counting it, it has been nearly thirty hours since he hadn't had a good rest. The sleepiness made it difficult for him to concentrate. He didn't know when the surrounding sounds were isolated, and he seemed to be in an illusory dream. Talk about mermaid.

He said that mermaids are people, fish, people, and fish. This time the driver couldn't understand what he meant anyway, so he had to ask Bi Xia for help.

He said the right words, and the driver laughed about it until they got out of the car.

I don't know when it started to rain, the driver took out a big black umbrella with a long handle, and the landlord was waiting for them with the same umbrella.

Qiu Zhen couldn't help but take another look, this umbrella is kind of cool.He also has a big black umbrella, but it may be caused by the environment. The old-looking buildings on the street show a different flavor in the rain, and this black umbrella also seems to be part of the environment.

The landlord helped them carry their luggage. The stairs were covered with soft carpets but were very narrow, and it took a lot of effort to carry the boxes upstairs.

Bi Xia didn't eat, and went to bed after a simple wash, he was really sleepy.

Qiu Zhen thought for a while, and with his eyelids open, he went to negotiate with the person who came to pick them up just now, and only then did he know that this was the landlord's son.

Qiu Zhen asked him if he could use the kitchen. Xia Xia didn't eat much on the plane, and he didn't have a good appetite when he was sleepy.

When Qiuzheng talked about friends, the landlord’s son praised Bixia a few words. He is a mother tongue, and he has a much richer vocabulary than Qiuzheng. Qiuzheng learned a few words from him, and finally realized this. What people are talking about is not friends, but boyfriends, so he can see it?

He remembered that he was right about friends.

When they went to the kitchen together, they found someone inside, a man, and then the landlord's son kissed the man.

Bi Xia booked the house a week in advance. The landlady was very hospitable. There were still quick-frozen dumplings in the refrigerator. Qiu Zhen cooked a big pot and sent them upstairs to wake Bi Xia up.

Bi Xia half closed his eyes, looking very sleepy.

Qiu Zhen felt itchy to see, and kissed him on the lips: "May I feed you?"

Then he actually fed Bi Xia about a dozen dumplings, and he took care of the rest by himself.

Bi Xia was going to brush his teeth again after eating, and at this time he was a little awake again, so Qiu Zhen talked to him: "The one who just came to pick us up is the landlord's son."

"Ah."

"I saw his boyfriend."

"I mentioned us when I communicated with the landlord."

After they made up for the sleep and adjusted the time difference at the residence, they started to play around. To be precise, Bi Xia took Qiu Zhen to play. He obviously hardly spoke, but Qiu Zhen just listened to his accent and approached the locals little by little. , Three days later, he almost wondered if Xia Xia grew up here.

In fact, Bi Xia is the same as him, they are both here for the first time.

Every morning, Qiu Zhen would get a few cards with many sentences, phrases, and words on them, and then in the next day, Bi Xia would mention these words and phrases in various ways to deepen his memory.

Integrating teaching into life, Qiuzhen felt that if Xia Xia was really a tutor, the fee would definitely not be low, but so far, he is the only one who has this treatment.

They counted the time and called their parents on New Year's Eve.

Where they couldn't see, the parents of both families passed the New Year without a child. Ms. Xia also began to think about the possibility of celebrating the New Year in Hainan. When the weather is good, it's like a vacation.

Even if you are abroad, you still have to celebrate the New Year symbolically.

Mingming Qiuzheng usually doesn't eat dumplings during the Chinese New Year, but with the level of the two of them, it's not realistic to really want to cook a table full of chicken, duck, fish and meat for the New Year's Eve dinner.

There is no heavy kitchen knife that is very common in China in the kitchen. Qiu Zhen cuts the meat with a half-palm-wide knife and thinks bitterly.

He glanced at the meat on the chopping board, and sighed again, probably to make him talk more, Xia Xia seldom spoke outside, just watched him communicate with others with gestures and words.

Out-of-class words, that is, when there are too many words outside the vocabulary list, he will explain aloud. This kind of teaching effect is very significant, almost as soon as he sees this word, Xia Xia's voice appears in his ears.

Efficient and happy, Qiu Zhen wished that all classes were taught like that.

He was a little bit regretful when he got on the return flight a few days later.

It was a night flight back, and it was still night when we got off the plane. This time, Bi Xia didn't book a hotel in advance, so Qiu Zhen was a little surprised: "You've prepared everything, I thought you'd book the hotel too."

"It's up to you next."

"Ok?"

Bi Xia said: "There are still two days before school starts, and I will leave it to you."

There are a lot of homework during the winter vacation, but Bi Xia's travel plan also includes homework, and the two of them did a lot of homework on the round-trip plane. In fact, the homework has almost been completed.

If someone had told Qiu Zhen before: You can travel for ten days and make more than twenty papers, he would not have believed it, but Xia Xia made him do it.

Now that there is no problem with the homework, these two days are purely for fun.

But now he has to find a place to live. Compared with hotels, Qiu Zhen prefers B&Bs, so he found a B&B with good reviews nearby.

After staying in the UK for more than ten days, Qiu Zhen spoke English. The boss looked at him strangely. His eyes seemed to be looking at a young man who just learned a few words of English and then pretended to be aggressive.

When the boss heard that they wanted to live in one room, he raised his head and glanced at them. He is not a man without eyesight. The suitcases of these two young men are worth a lot, and their temperament is something that ordinary people can keep. did it come out?

Don't need money to live together?Not a little girl.

During the recent winter vacation, after visiting relatives, many students came out to play, and the double rooms with bunk beds were gone.

One of the characteristics of this homestay is that each room has a different theme. The one the boss took them to was a tree house. The whole room looked like it was in the woods, with painted walls and decorations. They all look like trees.

The bed is high on the tree branch, and it doesn't look very wide, about 1.5 meters.

Qiu Zhen suspects that this is a children's room, but he has no evidence. Although the style is natural and cute, the bed is of normal length, and there are no children's toys in the room. But which adult wants to live in this kind of room?

Anyway, Qiu Adults don't want to live.

The boss said embarrassingly: "There is still one room for girls, fairy tale theme..."

After the boss left, Qiu Zhen climbed onto the one-meter-high bed. He always felt that it was not very strong. He shook it vigorously, but it was still firm.

Traveling long distances is very tiring, so don't toss

"Tell me earlier, I'll find a good house for you." Before going to bed, Qiu Zheng hugged his boyfriend and said in a daze.

Bi Xia heard him whisper, and said softly: "It's okay."

He doesn't mind, if he wants to plan the itinerary carefully, he can do it himself, leave these things to Qiu Zhen, there will always be unexpected experiences, and these experiences will become precious memories.

Precious memories immediately increased. In the morning, Qiu Zhen got out of bed and went to lie in the toilet. When he came back, he didn't know which action went wrong. Anyway, in the end, the bed was on the bed.

Qiu Zhen retreated quickly, the bed did not hit him, Bi Xia was startled awake, the whole body slipped to this side including the bedding, Qiu Zhen stretched out his arms to hug him.

Bi Xia quickly realized what had happened, sat up carefully, and Qiu Zhen helped him get out of bed.

They studied around the bed for a while, and found that a corner was not fixed properly, and it had collapsed [-] to [-] centimeters.

At dawn, the boss received a call from a guest, who said on the phone: "The bed is ready."

His first reaction was: "You two young men, take it easy."

Qiu Zhen: "???"

What are we doing to take it easy?

"No, it's obviously because your bed is of poor quality, I got up early in the morning to go to the toilet..."

The boss came over quickly, with a face that I understood: "Tell me to change the room for you, a better one, and make sure the bed is fine."

No matter how the bed collapsed, it was indeed collapsed. It is always good that there is no accident, and the compensation should be given to the guests. When the bed collapses when you are affectionate, what a psychological shadow it is.

The boss yawned and took them to another room: "This is a couple's suite, the charge is a bit higher, but I won't charge you more, and you will be charged according to the original room for a few nights."

It looks like a student at first glance, and the school is about to start, even if it is a university, it won't last long, and there is no loss.

Looking at the similar layout of the original house, Qiu Zhen was a little puzzled: "It looks similar, so why is it so expensive?"

To say that the decoration of the tree house is more expensive.

The boss said meaningfully: "This place has been soundproofed." Before leaving, he winked, "You can sleep a little longer."

After less than six hours of sleep, they lay back in bed and continued to sleep.

After all, it was morning, the sky was already bright, and Bi Xia didn’t have the habit of going back to sleep. He lay down at eight o’clock, got up softly to buy breakfast, bumped into the boss who came back from outside with a big bag of breakfast, and invited him to go to the restaurant to eat together.

Bi Xia thought about it and passed.

The boss asked casually, "Where's your boyfriend? Still sleeping?"

Bi Xia nodded casually while breaking off the stuffed buns.

The boss gave him a lot, and then said: "I can't tell, I thought..."

Bi Xia heard the meaning of his words, and concentrated on eating breakfast with his head down.