Brother takes action and kills them all instantly.
---"Quotes from a Mean Man"
The town is very lively, but there is a place that is very quiet.
He even spoke very little.
Their faces showed surprise, disbelief, and full of curiosity from time to time...
After Zhang Xiaoxian finished reading the first chapter of Marie Curie, he took a deep breath and slowly closed the book. Although his face did not show any expression, everyone knew that the young man was still recalling the contents of the book.
After a while, thunderous applause sounded from behind Zhang Xiaoxian. Zhang Xiaoxian did not look back, and did not even glance at the onlookers behind him.
He carefully put the book, which had been rolled inwards due to years of reading, into his arms.
The old man looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the old man in front of him, silent... The old man's smile gradually faded and he asked
"Why don't you want this book?"
Zhang Xiaoxian continued to be silent.
He wants this original English book, but it costs money, he...
The old man seemed to notice Zhang Xiaoxian's embarrassment, and the smile that had faded crept onto his face again.
"No money? Looks like we have to find a way to get the best of both worlds."
The old man rubbed his chin with his calloused fingers. Zhang Xiaoxian could tell that the old man was not a wealthy man. In the end, he endured it several times and wanted to put the book back on the stall.
The old man quickly stopped him and said, "Take it first, take it!" It was obvious that the old man selling books liked the young man in front of him very much.
"Xiaoxian, what's wrong?"
His mother squeezed into the crowd and asked worriedly. Her mother was really afraid that her son, who had just learned a few days ago, would become the same as before. Fortunately, she saw that her son stood obediently in the crowd and did not cause any trouble.
My heart returned to my stomach.
Zhang Xiaoxian stood there quietly, without saying a word. It was as if buying this book would be committing another huge sin.
If you put aside learning for a day, you won't feel that you are deteriorating in two days. But if you put aside English for a day, you will retreat if you don't make progress.
Zhang Xiaoxian is now eager to see more original English books.
When the old man saw that Zhang Xiaoxian didn't speak, he explained the reason to his mother. His mother's expression was a little gloomy, but as expected, he, the mother... smiled slightly.
"Uncle, how much does this book cost?"
After saying this, he took out a handful of scattered steel drills from his pocket and handed them to the master in front of him.
Zhang Xiaoxian stopped his mother's hand from handing over the money, her face full of sincerity
"Grandpa, I'll give you a dollar and borrow a book from you. Can I change it to another one after reading one?"
The old man laughed, and the wrinkles on his face piled up.
"Good boy, so naughty! Okay..."
The matter seemed to be resolved satisfactorily, Zhang Xiaoxian could finally read the book he had longed for, and the old man no longer had to worry about missing out on a studious young man.
But there are still many remaining problems. For example, the students watching nearby refused to leave. They squatted down at the bookstall to pick out the second-hand books they wanted. Most of them wanted to ask Zhang Xiaoxian for advice.
The secret to recruiting English, in their opinion, the bald boy in front of them must possess the 'secret book' of English. Otherwise, how could a teenage kid speak pure English, with every word pronounced in a precise and precise manner?
Zhang Xiaoxian, who was focused on studying, ignored the waves of people who came to harass him. Most of them took the used books they bought and slowly dispersed, seeing that they could not get any benefits.
A boy's voice suddenly came out from the sky
"Little brother, can you please help me improve my English? This matter is very important to me, please!"
Zhang Xiaoxian continued to read without any reaction. The boy bit his lip and said
"This year's CET-6 exam is very important to me, I must pass it, and I will pay for it! Please!"
Suddenly a golden light flashed through Zhang Xiaoxian's eyes, he raised his head and asked
"Is it important?"
"Yes!" The big boy lowered his head and bowed. He could feel a layer of fine sweat forming on his palms due to nervousness, and his heart was beating erratically. He felt that the young man in front of him was the key to determining his fate.
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Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the anxious college students in front of him and asked.
"Do you want to learn the real thing? Or do you want to cope with the exam?"
Wang Qingshan was stunned. He had never thought about this question before. He just stared blankly, not knowing how to answer.
Zhang Xiaoxian sighed, stood up, said hello to his mother and the old man at the bookstall, then turned around and walked home with a book in hand.
Zhang Xiaoxian is such a stubborn person. Even if he is short of money, he will not accept students casually, even if they give him a fortune.
For a person who doesn't know what he wants, even if Zhang Xiaoxian helps him once and lets him pass the exam, it is not helping him but harming the student.
One day, people will have to break away from exams and return to society. Then the problems encountered cannot be solved by using Newton's laws.
A person who knows what he wants will seize the opportunity and fly into the sky as soon as the opportunity comes. But like the student just now, who doesn’t know why he is studying and is confused all day long will only be in society in the future.
Driven by trends, they become the cornerstone of others.
Rather than doing this, it is better to start from the grassroots level without a high degree of education.
Zhang Xiaoxian had not taken a few steps when he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps from behind.
"Wait a minute!" The student just now rushed to Zhang Xiaoxian and said, "I am a senior at Xinhong College. I have taken the CET-6 exam three times, but I didn't pass it once. This year is my last chance. I only need the CET-6 exam.
I can take the postgraduate entrance examination after passing the grade. I just hope that having a high degree will enable my mother to live a good life in the future. She is forty-eight years old this year, and she has to get up early and work hard every day to sell pancakes and fruits to provide for me... little brother
, please help me..."
After saying this, the college student bowed deeply, his face full of sincerity and full of expectations, which seemed to give his body a golden light.
Zhang Xiaoxian's index finger was scratching on the worn second-hand book, and he didn't know what to write. Maybe he thought of the mother who also worked early and late to raise her son. Maybe he was really moved by the boy's attitude. In short, he agreed.
"What's your name?" Zhang Xiaoxian asked while pouring a glass of water for the boy.
Wang Qingshan, who was looking around at this small house of less than thirty square meters, quickly took the water, put it on the old table, and sat upright to answer.
"My name is Wang Qingshan."
In fact, after seeing this simple hut, Wang Qingshan was full of questions. How could this young man speak and learn English so well in such a living environment? But he was also more certain that the young man must have the secret to learning English.
"How long do you have until the CET-6 exam?" Zhang Xiaoxian asked seemingly casually while flipping through the English biographies in his hand.
"Five months."
Wang Qingshan replied with a grimace, "Yes, the time is too short. I don't know if I can pass this level."
Zhang Xiaoxian gently closed the book and said succinctly, "Don't worry, you have enough time, but you need devil training."
Zhang Xiaoxian's words gave Wang Qingshan unlimited hope, and he asked excitedly, "Really!"
"I'm asking you now, do you want to learn real things, or do you want to cope with exams?"
Wang Qingshan looked at the young man whose aura had changed drastically in surprise, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
