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Chapter 115 Homework

"What do you mean, come on?" Xie Minyun snorted coldly and looked at Cheng Mo with an unkind expression, as if he was going to fight if he didn't give her an explanation.

Cheng Mo felt that the difference between iceberg and fierceness is the difference between good looks and good looks. When someone is pretty and she questions you, she is called iceberg beauty. When someone who is a little bit ugly looks and questions you, she is probably called a shrew. Cheng Mo was heartbroken.

I shuddered, and the free and easy feeling of saying "Come on then" just now dissipated in the warm sunshine and Xie Minyun's cold gaze.

"Don't mess with women! Especially beautiful women." Cheng Mo thought, so he said seriously: "Literally, 'refueling' means adding fuel oil or lubricating oil to operating machines or cars.

In China, it is more widely used to encourage and support others. As for the origin of this word..."

After a pause and some thought, Cheng Mo continued: "This word should come from the 'labor chant', which probably means 'increase oil production' when the ancients were pressing oil, and today's 'come on'

It means something completely different...I guess it's the late Qing Dynasty people

During the Chinese period, some intellectual youths deliberately changed their appearance and added new mechanical power to make it appear modern. Just like the current Internet language, it became popular and spread to the present... As for other things on the Internet

Allusions are not credible."

"Are you planning to educate me on how to say 'come on' in other languages?" Xie Minyun sneered, and at the same time thought of eight different ways to say "come on" in other languages, preparing to exchange arguments with Cheng Mo, and was still thinking hard.

How do you say "come on" in Thai and Malay? In Thai, it seems to be "su su"...

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm not very good at foreign languages. There's really nothing I can do about this." Cheng Mo shook his head regretfully. He could say the word "come on" in nine languages, but Cheng Mo thought he

The only ones that can be explained are Chinese, English, and German.

He can barely speak Japanese, and has no problem with daily communication, but he cannot be said to be proficient. As for Korean and Italian, he can only handle simple conversations, and he only knows how to read "come on" in Latin, Russian, and Hebrew.

If you are only proficient in three types, it's better not to show them off. It would be too embarrassing if you were left speechless when asked, Cheng Mo thought to himself.

"Hmph! Cheng Mo, don't think that you have read a lot of books and just know a little bit about psychology. I will definitely surpass you!" Xie Minyun's eyes were full of contempt, as if she was looking at a defeated general, and then she walked towards him quickly.

He walked forward, leaving Cheng Mo behind.

Cheng Mo didn't follow Xie Minyun's touching back. He turned around and looked at the campus couple who were still kissing me on the bench. He felt that Xie Minyun was a little crazy. What's the point of wanting to surpass me? My life

It's so boring and has no youthful atmosphere at all. If I were a person like you, with money and good looks, I don't know how happy I would be.

When it’s time to fall in love, fall in love, and when it’s time to make friends, make friends. There are so many fun things and places in the world, whether it’s backpacking to the Amazon jungle for excitement or living in densely populated Tokyo, whether it’s snorkeling on the Great Barrier Reef or lying down

Read leisurely books at home, whether you focus on business or art...it doesn't matter how big or small, as long as you do whatever you want to satisfy your soul...

And such a thing as "perfection" is false and does not exist at all!

"Why are you standing there in a daze?" Xie Minyun, who was not far away, turned around and looked at Cheng Mo and asked coldly.

Cheng Mo said "Huh?" with a puzzled look on his face, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Xie Minyun even said inexplicably: "The class is not over yet, where am I going to go!" Her tone was as if the questioning and contempt just now had never existed.

Cheng Mo finally fully understood the meaning of "a woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of the sea, even if it is found, it will hurt people more", and also understood that Xie Minyun was actually conveying the spirit of "strategically despising the enemy, and tactically paying attention to the enemy".

He walked along the cobblestone road and followed Xie Minyun to find a remote corner to sit down. Compared to other parts of the Baiyuan Garden, the landscape here is relatively simple. There are neither rippling rockery lotus ponds nor antique pavilions.

pavilion.

There was only a wall that was not too high, a stone table and four cold drum-shaped stone stools. Xie Minyun took out the book from his bag and sat down on the damp stone stools, asking questions in a neutral tone.

Do you want Cheng Mo to do it?

Cheng Mo shook his head and sat down directly to start his course on micro-expressions and psychology.

Generally speaking, Xie Minyun is a student who makes teachers feel a sense of accomplishment. He has completely achieved the goal of "faster and more economical". He remembers more, understands quickly, and learns well, which saves Chengmo a lot of time.

, when class was about to begin, Xie Minyun asked Chengmo to arrange a study plan for her.

Cheng Mo wrote half a page neatly in Xie Minyun's notebook. The words could not be said to be elegant and beautiful, but they were all the same size and neat as if they were printed. However, there was no beauty in looking at a single word, but when arranged together, it was beautiful.

It has momentum like an army.

Cheng Mo closed Xie Minyun's black-covered notebook and handed it to Xie Minyun, and then said casually: "That's it for the time being. Let's finish learning these first. However, just learning theory is of little significance. It must be combined with practice."

"How to practice?" Xie Minyun took the notebook and glanced at it, then raised his head and asked Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo pretended to think for a moment and then said slowly: "I really like watching auctions... because auctions are a very interesting thing. There are not only psychological games between the bidders, but also the auctioneers.

The psychological game between the bidders, it can be said that the auction is a psychological war with climaxes..."

Xie Minyun nodded thoughtfully.

"Let's do this! I'll give you an assignment. You'll participate in an auction. You have to find a way to push one of the items to the highest price, but you can't buy it yourself..." Then Cheng Mo frowned again.

He said to himself: "This may be a little difficult for you."

"Haha! Don't look down on people, such a simple homework is not difficult for me at all." Xie Minyun sneered.

"There is a lot of homework to be done. First of all, we have to investigate the participants..."

Xie Minyun stood up from the stool, interrupted Cheng Mo and said: "You don't need to teach me, I know how to do it!"

Cheng Mo said "Oh" and stood up. Then he heard a burst of footsteps around him. He turned around and saw many people leaving in groups. They had just sat here.

When I went down, there was obviously not a single human hair around except some shrubs and flowers. I don’t know when there were so many onlookers.

Cheng Mo has a big head.

Xie Minyun turned a blind eye and said to Cheng Mo, "We will continue at noon tomorrow." Then he walked towards the teaching building.

Cheng Mo thought to himself: I'm so thirsty that I didn't even buy me a drink. It's really disrespectful of teachers. Fortunately, it's not a waste of time. At least it was the first stone that fell in the chess game with Bai Xiuxiu.
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