Chapter 17

The next day was Saturday. Zhang Yunfeng wanted to get a good night's sleep, but at 7: 30 in the morning, he received a call from his homeroom teacher, Song Mengyao.

Only then did Zhang Yunfeng remember that Song Mengyao had previously told him to study English for his. Zhang Yunfeng was very grateful for this, but …

However, Zhang Yunfeng had already exchanged his English skills from the Super Learning System. With his current English level, teaching a few Chinese university students was more than enough. Was there still a need to learn some elementary grammar and words from Song Mengyao?

After considering for five seconds, Zhang Yunfeng made his decision.

Go!

Only a fool would reject such a beautiful and sexy teacher wanting to give him a supplementary lesson. Furthermore, since Song Mengyao wanted him to go to Jiang Cheng's home, shouldn't she want him to take supplementary lessons?

Tsk tsk, even though he was just a little kid in front of Song Mengyao, he still had people with a love for beauties. Having a beauty to keep him company on weekends was an excellent way to kill time.

After hanging up Song Mengyao's phone, Zhang Yunfeng hurriedly got out of bed. It was now 7: 30 a.m., so he washed himself and ate some food before rushing to River City. It was only a few miles away from the school, so it would take at most half an hour to get to Zhang Yunfeng's house.

Seeing Zhang Yun Feng coming out of his room, his mother Song Huafang asked in surprise: "Yun Feng, why are you awake so early? Let's sleep for a while longer. It's not easy to get two days of rest. "

From Song Huafang's point of view, Zhang Yunfeng's performance in this period had already far exceeded his expectations, so he had always told Zhang Yunfeng not to overwork himself and to take care of his rest. This weekend, he even wanted Zhang Yunfeng to sleep until noon.

Zhang Yunfeng giggled, "Mom, our new teacher taught English, so she called me to come to her house for supplementary lessons."

"English?" Song Huafang nodded her head, and happily said: "It seems that you, as a new teacher, are still quite responsible, and your English is still lacking. With this class teacher secretly tutoring you, your grades will definitely improve a lot."

Saying that, Song Hua Fang continued: "Yun Feng, don't work too hard yourself, try to work together."

Zhang Yunfeng smiled and said, "Mom, don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

After breakfast, Zhang Yunfeng took a bus to Jiang Cheng's Lidan District's entrance. It was just 8: 20 PM. Zhang Yunfeng called Song Mengyao, and he quickly walked out of the small district.

Song Mengyao was dressed at home. She wore a pair of thick pink pajamas under her down jacket, and her feet were covered with a pair of Hello.

The cotton slippers with the Kitty design did not look like her usual professional attire.

This morning, Song Mengyao had only washed up. She did not change her makeup as usual, but her natural appearance did not lose out in the slightest. Furthermore, due to her simple appearance, she gave people a sense of familiarity.

Song Mengyao walked up to Zhang Yunfeng and smiled, "Not bad, you're not late at all."

Zhang Yunfeng looked down at Song Mengyao's shoes for a long time before he finally raised his head and laughed, "Teacher Song, I didn't expect you to be so childish."

"Is there?" Song Mengyao looked at Zhang Yunfeng in surprise, then looked down and realized that she had actually put on her cotton slippers. She looked a bit embarrassed as she said, "Uhm, these shoes belong to my sister, so I just randomly put them on."

Zhang Yunfeng seemed to have seen through Song Mengyao as he laughed, "Teacher Song, your accent doesn't sound like that of a local. Could it be that your sister is also working in River City?"

"Ugh …" Song Mengyao was momentarily at a loss as to how to respond. After which, she angrily said to Zhang Yunfeng, "Why are you asking so many boring questions? Come with me."

Song Mengyao had also considered what kind of place to give Zhang Yunfeng supplementary lessons. Firstly, the school was not allowed, because the school and teachers were strictly forbidden from using the weekend supplementary lessons to their students, whether it be profitable or not, so the only place to choose was Zhang Yunfeng's family, but Zhang Yunfeng's family definitely did not have their own convenience. Therefore, Song Mengyao chose to take supplementary lessons for Zhang Yunfeng in his own home.

Zhang Yunfeng followed Song Mengyao into his house. The Lijing District of Jiangcheng was mostly a one-bedroom hotel apartment, with simple decorations and a generous space. Although the space was not big, it was still small and well-equipped, and was welcomed by the young white-collars.

In the living room, there was a sofa for two and a small coffee table. A desk with a white maple cover was placed beside the French window. Next to it, there were four shelves filled with all kinds of books.

Zhang Yunfeng sat in front of the desk and skimmed through the books on the bookshelf, only to discover that most of them were written in English. Zhang Yunfeng sat in front of the desk and roughly looked at the books on the bookshelf, but most of the books were written in English.

"Eil

underthe

"Sun."

Zhang Yunfeng was attracted by the book , so he casually took it out and roughly looked at the title page's author's introduction. At this time, Song Mengyao, who was sitting across from him, laughed: "This book is called , it's a classic reasoning detective story."

Zhang Yun Feng nodded his head, placed the book back into the bookshelf, and casually smiled: "The title has four words, I only recognize two."

Song Mengyao stared blankly for a moment before sighing, "Under, the Sun, and the others should be familiar with these three words. It seems that you really need to study your English a bit."

Song Mengyao took out her English teaching plan and said: "If there's enough time, I really want to start your English class from the first grade, but now it's only three months away from the college entrance exam. If I teach you too many English points during these three months, I'm afraid that it will affect your memory of other subjects, after all, English only accounts for a fifth of the college entrance exam."

With that, Song Mengyao continued, "Let's start with the second year of high school English. You have a good memory, so the words shouldn't be a problem, mainly about grammar and oral English. Let's start with the first text, I'll read one, you follow me."

"Alright." Zhang Yunfeng also opened his textbook and seriously followed Song Mengyao as he started to read.

After reading a few lines of the text, Song Mengyao was able to pick up on some clues. Zhang Yunfeng's pronunciation was quite different from his own, but it was definitely not because he was reading incorrectly, but because his pronunciation was too pure and natural.

Students usually memorized the pronunciation of every word, so the English they spoke, to the British or Americans, sounded like an automatic machine for reading aloud. It had no emotions, no tone, and Zhang Yunfeng's pronunciation was infinitely close to that of the orthodox American pronunciation.

In fact, Zhang Yunfeng could not help it either. After he had mastered his English skill, he had blurted out an American pronunciation. This had become an instinctive reaction.

Song Mengyao could not help but praise him, "Zhang Yunfeng, your pronunciation of English is actually very standard. I really can't understand it. You have such a strong memory, and you also have such a standard pronunciation. Why can't your English grade be higher?"

Zhang Yunfeng hurriedly scratched his head and said, "This pronunciation is the same as in the movies. Sometimes, I follow the movie's lines to the end, but I don't know the meaning behind it. It's just like how I used to talk about the octagonal canine when I was young."

Song Mengyao lightly nodded her head and said, "However, having a proper pronunciation will be of great help to you in the future." After saying that, Song Mengyao continued, "Let's finish reading this text. Then, I will explain all the grammar involved in this text to you."

A whole morning passed by quickly. This morning, Song Mengyao had a whole new level of respect for Zhang Yunfeng. In his heart, she had given him a new definition of talent: English.

In her opinion, she had never seen a high school student with such great comprehension and language talent. Every time Song Mengyao explained a grammar to Zhang Yunfeng, and then asked him to give an example, Zhang Yunfeng would always be able to give an example. Furthermore, there was almost no mistake.

Song Mengyao was once again shocked by Zhang Yunfeng's ability to learn. In her eyes, Zhang Yunfeng's struggle for the top scorer of the city's college entrance examination had given her even more hope!