The next sentence is even more irrelevant.

The original sentence is "As a son, Fang Shao, relatives, teachers and friends, practice etiquette, and be able to warm up the table."

Xie Yan is another confident and calm translator.

——"When I was very young, I chose to be a human child. I usually kiss my teachers and friends more, and learn more etiquette. In this way, I can still have a body fragrance when I grow up to nine years old and sleep on a warm mat."

Liner: “…”

A few tricks to tease each other.

What does "I chose to be a human child" mean?

Human, human, child, child???

Lin Er didn't have to continue reading, the rest of the sentence must be even more outrageous. She couldn't help but sigh, pointed her finger at Qianlima, and tried to Xie Yan as calmly as possible: "Xie Tiantian, were you hungry when you translated this?"

"..." Xie Yan said, "No."

"Then how can you translate so outrageously?" Liner looked at him wonderingly, "Isn't this from junior high school?"

"Yeah." Xie Yan actually nodded and responded, "That's right."

Liner: "?"

What's right? Why is that right?

Your translation is almost tilted to the Eastern Pacific Ocean, so how can you say the right thing?

Xie Yan tilted his body, held his head with one hand and looked at her. The back of his hand gently pressed against his jaw, with a little innocent look in his expression: "It's because I haven't met you when I was studying this text, so no one supervised me to memorize the text."

“…”

After saying that, before Lin Er could speak, he quickly added the next sentence: "Look, I got all the six points I wrote in ancient poems."

Finally, he added: "Your credit."

Liner: “…”

Liner shut up. As long as he spoke fast enough, she would not have the chance to interrupt.

The class schedule for Thursday is full all day, with four festivals in the morning and three festivals in the afternoon, and there is no self-study.

After seven consecutive classes, the students were dizzy.

Until the last math session, Teacher Qi Chuan waved his hand and collected the test paper: "Okay, let's talk about this for the test paper first. We will talk about the remaining two questions in the next class. Now it's time to order for dinner?"

He yelled "Oh" and pinched the test paper into his elbow: "Why are you crying? Don't think about your grades when you are having a meal, as it can easily affect your appetite. If you don't get well in the exam, don't let your stomach follow you anymore."

"What are the grades? Just take your time. You are still young now. You will understand after a few years. Life is full of bitterness and sorrow, and happiness is all about having a meal. Okay, let's not talk about it. After class, hurry up and have a meal."

After saying that, Teacher Qi Chuan fell off the podium in one step.

At the door of the classroom, Teacher Xiao Liu was almost impatient. Hearing the movement of the door behind him, he frowned and turned around: "No, brother, why are you so slow?"

"I just talked to the students for a few more words."

As he said that, Qi Chuan grabbed a familiar student and stuffed the small stack of test papers into the student's arms with his elbow: "Hey, buddy, can you help me put this in the office?"

"Okay Brother Chuan!" The boy stood attentively with a smile and saluted him, "Please guarantee to complete the task!"

The boy just ran away and Qi Chuan was about to leave when he suddenly heard a sound of opening the door.
Chapter completed!