He's so flirty

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Only the person involved didn't feel it.

Jungkook laughed lazily when the English teacher finished a string of vomiting.

"Sorry, Teacher Ge, I can't make up my basic English skills."

"..." The English teacher was choked with anger, and it took two seconds to answer, "If you can't make it up, just make it up! The first grader of the English single subject sits next to you. If it's not for the composition school, you won't be given full marks. Lisa can get a full score this time—I think she is more than enough to teach you three!"

The English teacher was very angry, and after speaking, he started scrolling through the paper, turning a few pages and then stopped, as if he was thinking of something.

She frowned and looked in Jungkook's direction again—

"Your teacher Niu said, if you can't teach you English in a single subject, don't waste resources and ask Lisa to switch to another desk to give counseling to others."

After speaking, the English teacher frowned and lowered his head to look at the test paper.

—She really didn't figure out what use Mr. Niu said this would do.

And the English teacher who lowered her head didn't see it. A second before she spoke, the boy who was a little sloppy, the little smile in her eyes suddenly evaporated after she spoke.

After two seconds, Jungkook squinted slightly and squeaked softly.

"...It's not over yet."

Beside, Lisa couldn't help laughing.

...

After the English teacher passed the "sacred edict" of Teacher Niu, Jungkook really started to learn English with Lisa.

It was also after teaching Jungkook English that Lisa discovered something more magical in this person.

For example, the basics of vocabulary and grammar were so bad that she was horrifying, but she was able to speak a spoken language that surprised her. The pronunciation is fluent and standard. As long as the professional vocabulary part is not involved in daily conversations, Lisa even feels that she is communicating with a native Englishman.

"You won't be... a mixed race?"

Lisa finally couldn't help but ask her question.

Hearing that "yes", Jungkook was helpless: "My uncle's mother is a foreigner, and my grandfather is a pure-blood Chinese."

"Then how can your spoken English be so good?"

"I told you that two years before I entered first high school... I was abroad with my uncle."

"..." Lisa's face changed slightly when she mentioned this topic.

It took two seconds for her to adjust her mood, and she turned her gaze back needlessly, "Well, the reason for your bad English is very simple-first memorize all the vocabulary lists at the back of English textbooks."

"'First'?" Jungkook raised an eyebrow.

Lisa turned to him with a sullen face, "Otherwise, learn about the latest version of the Oxford Dictionary?"

"..."

Jungkook had no choice but to turn back "obedient" when the little girl's eyes made her temperless.

"The first book."

Lisa took an English book and corresponding notes from her bookcase and put them in front of Jungkook.

Jungkook: "All my English books are there."

Lisa glanced at the brand new English book that had hardly been turned over.

Then she turned her face back and murmured a little.

"Who knows if there is any weird magazine in it."

Jungkook: "..."

One month later.

Another monthly exam in the second year of high school ended. As the English class representative of the liberal arts class, Lisa and another class representative took the English test papers back to the classroom.

"Jungkook's progress is really fast!"

The girl who walked side by side with Lisa said with emotion, "Until now, many people don't believe it—how can anyone be so jealous."

"Jealous?" Lisa, who hadn't interrupted before, was startled.

"It's an exaggeration, but it's really a little bit." The girl said, "The grades of the first year of high school were very poor. As a result, after the first semester of the second year of high school, the speed of improvement was really rapid-although I did not skip class and stay in class, it did not See him working hard..."

The girl paused for a while, seeing Lisa's expression unharmed, she continued: "Just like this monthly English test, his English score last semester has only been more than a month since the start of school, and it has improved so much-they are all joking. , Saying that he doesn't look like a human anymore."

Lisa laughed lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" the girl asked curiously.

"Jungkook has a characteristic." Lisa was still smiling, her eyes bright, "He is very focused.-As long as it is something he recognizes, he will definitely do it."

Speaking of this, Lisa paused for a while. After a while, she lowered her eyes slightly:

"Plus, he does have such outstanding abilities. So...no one can stop him from walking towards his goal."

The girl next to her was confused, but Lisa didn't explain more, and the two went straight to the classroom.

Holding the test papers, the two of them had just turned to the back door of the classroom of the liberal arts class, and they saw a bunch of boys standing at the front door.

The tall man at the front with a clear side face is particularly conspicuous.

The girl standing next to Lisa whispered, "Ah...were those who skipped class and fight with Jungkook? Did they really come to Jungkook?"

"..."

Lisa frowned, stopped and turned her face, "'I'm really here to find'?-What do you mean?"

The girl hesitated. But seeing Lisa's eyes resolute, she could only say helplessly: "It seems that the third middle school came to our school and blocked it twice. The boys in the grade always said that they would fight with the third middle school..."

Lisa's expression changed slightly.

After two seconds, she turned and walked towards those people.

"Hey..." The girl couldn't help but sighed, and went back by herself.

And outside the front door of the classroom, Mingyu and others surrounded you one by one, and the boy leaning on the wall frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

When he was about to speak, he listened to silence around him.

Jungkook raised his eyes, and then saw Mingyu and the others voluntarily letting go, the petite girl with her face sullenly holding the test paper, and walking straight to him.