nashuaworldcup Chapter 192 Is there a misunderstanding?
Chapter 192 Is there a misunderstanding?
Chapter 192 Is It a Misunderstanding?
When other people in the study room saw that the dispute had subsided and there was no excitement, they all went to their places, reviewing where they should, and doing homework when they should do their homework.
The main purpose of Qiu Huoming and his group coming in was to do their homework. They immediately took out their homework books and started writing.
Forty minutes later, everyone stopped writing one after another.
After everything was written, several people filed out of the library and walked along the path toward the gymnasium at the back.
The sound of training occasionally came from the gymnasium. Along the wall, everyone found a place with brighter street lights. After stopping, Qiu Huoming looked around. It was empty and suitable.
"Papa" Qiu Huoming clapped his hands.
"Let me say a few words first. The purpose of setting up the 'English Corner' this time is to prepare for the interview at the Canton Fair. I think the interview is nothing more than two things. 1. Look at the appearance, at least don't be submissive; 2. Look at the professional quality. , that is, speaking English must be fluent;”
"First of all, we must overcome timidity and have the courage to speak. Language is for speaking. See if my 'vernacular' is becoming more and more proficient..."
Qiu Huoming paused for a few seconds and then said: "Next, let's work in pairs and have a conversation with each other. It's a simple situational conversation. One person plays the role of a student and the other plays the role of a foreign guest..."
"I have something to say." Ji Songxiang raised her hand weakly, "There are seven of us."
"Puff!" Several people present laughed.
Qiu Huoming touched the back of his head, feeling careless.
"I won't participate yet. I'll listen to your conversation and get to the bottom of it..."
"Squad leader, how about this? You and classmate Zhao demonstrate it first. I have no idea about this situation..." Chen Xi suggested.
"agree!"
Except for Zhao Jiamin, several other people echoed in unison.
"That's fine, classmate Zhao, what do you think?" Qiu Huoming looked at Zhao Jiamin.
She smiled slightly and asked directly: "Hello Sir, welcome to Yangcheng..."
Qiu Huo Ming was happy. This girl was nice and generous. He took a step forward and started talking to her as a foreign guest.
Several people on the side listened attentively, for fear of missing a word.
When the conversation started to introduce the details of the Canton Fair, Zhao Jiamin stopped. She said in Chinese: "I don't know what to say about the rest."
Ji Songxiang was the first to applaud, "So this is a situational dialogue, I understand..."
Even Yang Shijun nodded, indicating that he understood.
Ji Songxiang took one step ahead, took Zhao Jiamin's hand, and became the first to form a group.
Cheng Xiaohui looked around and found that Chen Xi had been left behind, so she immediately took the initiative to come over.
When Yang Shijun saw that Wen Yuanyi was talking to him, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and started chatting with him stammeringly.
Qiu Huoming walked over from time to time and listened to their chats.
Among these people, Zhao Jiamin has the largest vocabulary, and the level of the other people, according to later generations, is the level of a junior high school student or a junior high school student.
But their pronunciation may not be as good as those of junior high school students, especially Chen Xi. He is used to using Chinese pinyin, and the English sentences he speaks have a weird accent that makes Qiu Huoming's brows knit.
Yang Shijun probably didn't read a complete sentence very often. He stuttered when he finished a sentence. It took him a long time to finish it. Wen Yuanyi who talked to him was not much better, he was half-hearted.
Cheng Xiaohui and Ji Songxiang were fine. Girls probably had better language skills than boys of the same age.
Ten minutes later, Ji Songxiang ran out of words and stopped first.
Ji Songxiang breathed a long sigh of relief, "It's not easy. I've worked hard."
As soon as she stopped, several other groups next to her stopped. Yang Shijun sweated all over his forehead, "I can't do it anymore, my mind is blank..."
Chen Xi yelled: "Squad leader, you and classmate Zhao can show us another demonstration. I just understood it clearly, but why can't it work as soon as I open my mouth..."
Qiu Huoming smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, it's normal to be a little clumsy the first time."
He turned around and looked at Zhao Jiamin, "Classmate Zhao, how about we continue and talk about what's going to happen next? Now that you are a foreign guest, you want to start asking about the specific situation of the Canton Fair. You can follow my questions and respond... I'll answer it. If there's a word you don't understand, just stop there and I'll complete it for you."
Zhao Jiamin responded, "Okay."
The two swap roles so that they can better understand the differences between them.
Zhao Jiamin stopped when she encountered a word she didn't know. After Qiu Huoming supplemented it for her, she continued, going back and forth, with tacit cooperation, and the conversation was smooth...
Unconsciously, many people surrounded them, some were passing by, and some came looking for them after hearing the noise.
When Zhao Jiamin ran out of words and couldn't resist, the two of them stopped.
There was applause from all around, and Zhao Jiamin blushed.
Ji Songxiang sighed: "Comparing people with each other can really make people angry. It would be great if I were as good as you."
"I can't do it either. I rely on classmate Qiu to carry me around. My pronunciation is not accurate, but as I talk, I feel that I have made progress..." Zhao Jiamin explained: "At the beginning, I was stuttering. Baba, if you are brave enough, it will be okay if you say something wrong, and things will gradually become smoother."
"I didn't catch it. What's wrong? I just think your English voice is very nice." Cheng Xiaohui, who was beside her, had become a fan girl and looked at Zhao Jiamin with admiration.
"Hey, classmates, are you learning English?" A boy watching from the outside couldn't help but ask.
Chen Xi replied: "Yes, we are practicing speaking."
"I listened to it. It's really interesting. Can I join? I'm Zhang Song, a sophomore from the Department of Electrical Engineering..." the boy plucked up the courage to ask.
Several people at the scene looked at Qiu Huoming.
"Of course you are welcome, but we are preparing for the exams later, so the content basically revolves around the Canton Fair..." Qiu Huoming replied.
"Okay, I can do it."
Most people are still a little timid. Although they are tempted, they still dare not take the first step.
"Very good. Now there are 8 people. We are still in groups of two. You can change your partners. After all, the person you talk to will also change in the future..." Qiu Huoming suggested.
Several people immediately divided into three groups, and everyone tacitly excluded Zhao Jiamin and Qiu Huoming.
Originally, Cheng Xiaohui wanted to pull her along, but Ji Songxiang dragged her away.
Qiu Huoming was very pleased to see that several team members were so sensible. Today was just a preliminary attempt to find out everyone's level. If he had more time, he planned to write down the dialogues he had today.
We didn't learn much that night. The most important thing was to exercise our courage and think about how to have effective conversations so that our shortcomings in speaking can be fully reflected in the conversations.
Half an hour later, Qiu Huoming called everyone to stop. It was the first day of practice today, and it was almost enough. Going too far was not enough.
"Everyone, take a break first and think about your strengths and weaknesses. Based on these targeted tutoring..."
Chen Xi was the first to speak, "Every time I speak, I have to think about how to say it in Chinese first, and then translate it into English. Not only is my response slow, but I also have Chinese thinking..."
His partner, Zhang Song, a new boy in the team, also echoed: "I have the same problem as him..."
Yang Shijun scratched the back of his head, "I don't have good vocabulary. I want to speak, but I don't know how to say it. From tomorrow on, I have to memorize words early in the morning."
"I'm about the same as Brother Shi Jun, but my vocabulary can't keep up." Wen Yuanyi said annoyed.
Ji Songxiang nodded, "Xiaohui and I are not much better. This kind of conversation is very interesting and much more effective than simply memorizing words. I just listened to Sister Jiamin's conversation and I learned several words... "
"As long as it's useful, today's 'English Corner' ends here and will continue tomorrow..."
As soon as Qiu Huoming finished speaking, a student at the periphery asked, "Are you the host of this 'English Corner'?"
Before Qiu Huoming could speak, Chen Xi started shouting, "His name is Qiu Huoming, he is the monitor of our freshman radio class. This 'English Corner' was first created by him, and everyone who wants to join is welcome..."
Qiu Huoming didn't expect that Chen Xi would come out like this, and was a little caught off guard. But it was good, because it made him famous, and it would also help in the subsequent student union elections.
"The freshmen now are really amazing. I am Han Jie, a junior majoring in architecture. I will also come tomorrow. What time does it start?" the boy continued to ask.
"8:10 to :, a total of one and a half hours." Qiu Huoming decided based on today's time.
After the people on the periphery received accurate answers, they gradually dispersed.
"Let's go, let's go back and grab a shower." Wen Yuanyi shouted.
"Close the team, close the team..." Several people walked towards the dormitory playfully.
Cheng Xiaohui is a child and likes to be lively. After tonight's activities, she got to know these people better and liked them even more.
"Sister Jiamin, I will ask Sister Shanfang tonight. I can't wait to move here and live with you immediately..."
Ji Songxiang smiled and nodded, "Welcome, I welcome you with both hands and feet."
"Ask carefully and don't choke. It's up to you whether it works or not. There are few people in our dormitory, but the beds are enough. If she doesn't want to change, don't force her. After all, this is a person's freedom. You can tell the dormitory to move first. Come here, my upper bunk is empty and available for you..." Zhao Jiamin said.
Cheng Xiaohui was overjoyed, "Then I know it. I'll ask her soon."
The two dormitories are close to each other, making it easy to move things.
Cheng Xiaohui happily followed Zhao Jiamin and Ji Songxiang toward the women's dormitory. Qiu Huoming and his group, who were leading the group, had already put a long distance away from them.
On the way, Chen Xi pursed his lips at Qiu Huoming, "Don't you wait for them?"
The boys were walking fast and playing around, creating a large distance between them.
Qiu Huoming turned his head and looked behind him. Under the dim light of the street lamp, the three girls were discussing something. It seemed that they were talking about happy things. Zhao Jiamin was walking among them, her white skirt fluttering gently in the night wind. Qiu Huoming turned her head, she showed a smile and waved at him...
Qiu Huoming's heart felt soft. This girl's smile seemed to be magical, making him laugh involuntarily.
Wen Yuanyi turned around and shouted: "Let's go first, see you tomorrow."
Cheng Xiaohui jumped up and shouted, "See you tomorrow."
The boys in front walked further and further away, gradually disappearing around the corner.
Cheng Xiaohui and others saw the figures in the Dong8 dormitory not long after they left.
Cheng Xiaohui pointed to the figure in front of her who was about to enter the corridor and said, "Is that Sister Shan Fang?"
The girl was holding a net bag in her hand and walking very fast.
"Yes, it's her." Ji Songxiang recognized her at a glance.
"Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here..." Cheng Xiaohui smiled.
The three people followed quickly. The dormitory door was open, and Shan Fang was arranging the table. There was a net bag on the table, spread out on the table, revealing a hanging banana inside.
When she heard the movement, she turned her head and glanced, and greeted with a smile: "Xiaohui, you are here..."
Cheng Xiaohui walked a few steps quickly and said, "Sister Shan Fang, I want to discuss something with you."
Zhao Jiamin and Ji Songxiang looked at each other, put down their schoolbags, took the washbasin and toiletries and went out first.
"Sit down, you are so mysterious, what's going on?" Shan Fang said politely.
"Can I change dormitories with you?"
When Shan Fang heard this, her face darkened, "Did they say something about me behind my back?"
Cheng Xiaohui looked confused, "What did you say?"
"Of course it's a bad word!"
"You want me to leave, but I still won't..." Shan Fang sneered, she pointed to the upper bunk and said: "These are all empty. It's no problem for you to move here. I don't have anyone close to me here. Why don't you come over and return it?" You can talk to me..."
Cheng Xiaohui was stunned and asked carefully after a while: "Sister Shan Fang, do you have any misunderstanding?"
"You have to ask some people. Their minds are smaller than the tip of a needle and they don't look down on others' good things..." Shan Fang probably had a lot of accumulated anger. At this moment, under Cheng Xiaohui's questioning, she finally couldn't help but burst out.
"She...they are not this kind of people. If there is any conflict, just talk it over directly and don't be suspicious." Cheng Xiaohui advised.
"What do you mean? I'm talking nonsense?"
"No, no, eh, I'm stupid, forget it, I'll say hello to Aunt Qiu first, and I'll move in soon."
Only then did Shan Fang calm down. She opened her net bag, pulled off a banana and handed it to Cheng Xiaohui, "Here, eat the banana. President Tan of the Student Union bought it. It's so sweet..."
"Is he the boy who sent the umbrella?" Cheng Xiaohui asked as she took the banana.
"it's him."
"Wow, he's so awesome, good-looking, and still the president."
"He is the vice president, but the position of president will belong to him sooner or later." Shan Fang looked proud.
The two chatted for a while. Cheng Xiaohui finished eating the banana and ran downstairs to say hello to the dormitory manager.
Shan Fang was in a happy mood, took out the basin and toiletries, and walked quickly to the water room.
At the same time, in the East 2 dormitory, Qiu Huoming and several boys had already taken showers. Anyway, they always only wanted speed and not quality.
"Sir, may I ask for it, there is anything else I can help with..." Chen Xi spoke this English passage in standard Chinese pinyin.
Several people walked back with washbasins in hand, listening to his pronunciation with great joy.
In the corridor facing him, a person walked towards him. Without looking at his face, but looking at his unruly hairstyle, Qiu Huoming recognized him at a glance. It was Zheng Yongqiang.
The scars on his face were healed. The moment his eyes met with Qiu Huoming's, Qiu Huoming felt a surge of disgust. Did he hate himself?
Qiu Huoming didn't know where she offended him.
Yang Shijun and the three of them were having fun and entered the dormitory before him.
Qiu Huoming stood at the door, thinking, when two more people came up from downstairs, they were Zhou Haifu and his roommate. Zhou Haifu said hello from afar, "Hey, classmate Qiu, you have taken a shower... …”
Qiu Huoming brushed his wet hair and smiled at him: "That's right, we have to race against time..."
Zheng Yongqiang suddenly stopped in the corridor, turned around and walked in the opposite direction. That was the toilet. Qiu Huoming pointed at his back and mouthed to Zhou Haifu, "What's wrong with him?"
Zhou Haifu looked unconcerned, "Who knew, this person is so weird..."
He asked his roommate to go back first, and then he approached Qiu Huoming and whispered: "At first, I thought you were really not interested in installing a radio with me, but it turns out you have a big order... "
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