Zhao Yuan originally wanted to call and maybe send a message, but he didn't dare.
Firstly, she was afraid of disturbing her class, and secondly, she said she was used to contacting her by email. What if the contact information was wrong and the little ancestor was unhappy?
Another point is that Zhao Yuan didn't know about her bastard son. Has she gotten over her anger?
Therefore, I chose email conservatively.
But in fact, he is in a hurry!
But she also had to choose the right tone of inquiry: [Ms. Song, how far is the translation progress? 】
Qianqian didn’t translate it at all, but she replied truthfully: [I’ve been having trouble with my family recently and haven’t started work yet]
There was trouble at home, wasn't it because Zhao Haiyang and the others bullied her sister?
Zhao Yuan didn't know how to answer the call for a moment.
After an unknown amount of time, maybe during her break, Zhao Yuan received her call.
"Miss Song?" Zhao Yuangong's voice was still respectful.
Qianqian stood by the balcony at the corner of the corridor, leaning against the guardrail that was almost up to her shoulders.
"Zhao Haiyang is the most dedicated to foreign languages among all subjects. Is there any special reason?" she asked in a nonsensical way.
Zhao Yuanyi frowned.
He was in charge of his son's studies at first, but later he found out that this matter was really life-threatening, so he hired a tutor. He was afraid of having a heart attack, so he didn't take any further care.
"Why do you ask that?"
Qian Qian said calmly, "Before I do you such a big favor, I want Zhao Haiyang to work harder and improve his performance in all aspects."
Zhao Yuan was a little confused.
Listen to this, if Zhao Haiyang's grades are not good, she won't help him?
How can this work?
Zhao Yuan quickly said: "Miss Zhao, don't worry! If he dares not to study hard, I will break his legs!"
"You haven't answered me yet," she said.
Zhao Yuan then remembered and said: "His mother majored in foreign languages during her lifetime. She wanted to join the Ministry of Foreign Affairs her whole life. She often nagged Zhao Haiyang when she was alive. Maybe it was because of this."
She nodded, "I understand."
Then he said: "I will send the first part of the translation to your email soon."
Zhao Yuan was shocked, so fast?
Qian Qian returned to class and took a quick glance, but did not see Zhao Haiyang.
When I went to the corridor, I saw Zhao Haiyang lying on the edge of the guardrail and looking at the beautiful girl not far away.
"Zhao Haiyang." She stood at the door, leaning slightly.
Zhao Haiyang turned around when he heard the name and frowned when he saw her.
"Today's monthly test, if your English is better than mine, I will give you a signed book by Pei Geng."
"What?"
There was a bit of noise during the class, and Zhao Haiyang didn't hear much clearly, but he heard the key words again and turned his ears towards her.
Qianqian didn't intend to say it a second time, so she turned around and went back to the classroom.
Zhao Haiyang frowned even more and hurriedly followed.
He walked to her table and patted it, "What did you just say? Pei Geng signed the book, is that Pei Geng?"
She flipped through the exercises nonchalantly, "Minister of Foreign Affairs Pei Geng."
As expected, Zhao Haiyang's eyes changed.
But the next second he snorted coldly, "You're not afraid of getting grass on your butt when you brag? I've never seen a book signed by him in this world!"
Qian Qian smiled lightly, "I can let you see me, but the prerequisite is that you do better in English than me. If you don't do well in English, your total score is two hundred points higher than mine."
"two hundred!"
Zhao Haiyang wants to say how is it possible?
But then I thought about it, she only got 40 points in the last test, so wouldn't it be easy for him to get 250 points?
Bah, who has two hundred and fifty!
Although he didn't believe her, Zhao Haiyang was moved, "This is what you said!"
She smiled slightly, "I said so."
The first subject is Chinese.
Before the exam, Dayang patted the table and reminded his classmates: "Everyone, please work hard. Remember your last score, and work hard to get more than 10 points in each subject! Our class will be rewarded after the exam!"
Zhao Haiyang sneered: "Dream!"
He doesn't care about Song Qianqian's skills. All he needs is about two hundred and fifty to get the signed book!
Anyway, Song Qianqian is not allowed to get what she wants!
The exam process seemed to go smoothly.
Before the exam was over, Dayang and the others wanted to correct the answers, but Qian Qian was not allowed to do so until all the exams were over.
Everyone gathered around Song Jinuan and Chu Fengjie to answer the question.
Zhao Haiyang whistled at Qianqian, "If you can't get the signed book, you see how I will deal with you!"
She smiled faintly, "You can't test me in the English test, how confident are you?"
"Tch, do you think your name is Song Yunchun?" How could you be so lucky and do better than him in the monthly exams?
Impossible.
The next day, the grades of all subjects were marked.
In the classroom office.
Several teachers looked at Li Hongyan, "Teacher Li, how is your class?"
Li Hongyan smiled and said, "Teacher Liao probably got the reward."
Liao Fang was arranging the papers over there, and raised her chin with some confidence, "I haven't finished arranging it yet, so don't make fun of me!"
But in her heart, she felt that this reward was hers!
The papers of each class are crossed with each other, and the teacher logs the scores of everyone in the class into an excel sheet and compares them with the previous scores.
It is clear at a glance whether each student's progress in each subject exceeds 10 points.
The scores of each class were compared one after another.
"Ouch, 162 is missing two classmates, what a pity!"
"The same goes for class 190, just one point behind!"
It can be seen that each class worked very hard for this reward.
Li Hongyan is in Liao Fang’s class.
All the previous comparisons passed the test, but suddenly a red one appeared that failed to pass the test.
Li Hongyan frowned.
Liao Fang looked over, "What's wrong?"
"This student Chen Zhu's physics is much worse than last time..."
"Impossible!" That was the seed that Liao Fang valued most, so she grabbed the mouse.
Then he looked up: "Where is Chen Zhu's paper?"
Everyone else could see Liao Fang's competitive spirit, so they had to find Chen Zhu's paper and check the answers again.
However, the score is indeed correct.
"Oops!" A teacher on the other side suddenly slapped the table in surprise!
Liao Fang was shocked. That person was in Li Hongyan's class.
Just listen to the teacher say: "Teacher Li, the students in your class have made great progress!"
Liao Fang breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he had just made great progress. "What a fuss!"
"Really?" Li Hongyan went over to take a look very happily.
She specifically looked at Song Qianqian's results.
Then he was stunned.
"English 148?" Is this correct?
Li Hongyan looked down seriously: "Chinese 20, Mathematics 20, Liberal Arts 22."
A total of 210 points, no more and no less.
However, Li Hongyan saw that the columns of Zhao Haiyang's comparative results were all red.
She breathed a sigh of relief. The reward was gone, but it wasn't too bad. It was acceptable!
A few minutes later, Li Hongyan took the paper to class.
"Teacher, can we win the prize?" the students all asked.
Li Hongyan looked at Zhao Haiyang. She was afraid that her classmates would blame him, so she didn't say anything explicitly. She just said: "Let's work hard next time!"