"i don't understand."
ling song said truthfully, "i can't understand it at all."
ling jie didn't ask any more questions and started the car.
"let's go home."
at night, the ling family, the whole family is worried about ling song's studies.
the little nephew ling chaochao took out the math book from his bag and handed it to ling song: "uncle read my book, can you understand it?"
ling song was sure that he saw the contempt in the little devil's eyes.
scold.
but he really couldn't understand it.
although those contents are mentioned in the nine chapters of arithmetic, the arabic numerals used by the people here are still made up by him in the past two days, and those arithmetic symbols are even more incomprehensible.
what a shame.
ling mu was very worried: "do you want to start again from an early age?" this
...
they also don't want ling song to have much success in the future, but they can't, they can't even finish high school, right?
but inexplicably amnesia this problem, and i don't know when it will be better.
just as i was frowning, the doorbell rang.
ling chaochao ran to the entrance to open the door and shouted, "brother yuanchu! here
came wen yuanchu.
wen yuanchu came in and greeted ling's father and mother and ling jie's husband and wife politely.
the ling family was very surprised.
wen yuanchu this child has always been a non-talkative, they have been neighbors for so many years, this is the first time he has taken the initiative to come to the door.
wen yuanchu explained to them: "i talked to teacher ma to help ling song with his homework. that's
great.
——ling family people
that's not good.
ling song
ling mu raised an eyebrow: "then how is it funny, will it bother you too much?"
wen yuanchu looked up at ling song who looked up at the sky: "no, there is nothing to delay, help ling song make up for the previous lessons, i can also repeat it myself." ling's
father and mother no longer pushed back, and happily thanked wen yuanchu, whether ling song was willing or not, and packed them up and sent them into the room.
ling mu brought the cut fruit plate and told her son before leaving: "obedient, if you don't want to repeat the grade, follow yuan chu to study hard."
ling song rebelled incompetently and had to accept it.
wen yuanchu sat next to him, reading his strategy.
his eyes were low, and he didn't make a sound, not knowing what he was thinking.
ling song bit the cantaloupe in his mouth and squinted at him several times.
wen yuanchu suddenly raised his eyes.
eyes collided, ling song subconsciously swallowed his throat and choked.
his face turned red, and it took him half a day to swallow the melon in his mouth.
wen yuanchu frowned.
ling song raised his voice and bluffed, "what are you doing?" "this
essay, you wrote it yourself?"
"or else?"
"nothing, well written."
wen yuanchu lightly commented.
of course, that's not bad, the taifu who taught him this back then, those are all people with great talent.
an ordinary high school student like wen yuanchu was afraid that he couldn't understand what he wrote.
without waiting for ling song to be proud, wen yuanchu said: "but writing this during the college entrance examination is risky, it may be a full score, or it may be a very low score."
ling song scoffed, "that's because the teacher who reads the papers can't understand it himself." "the
rules are like this."
wen yuanchu put down his scroll and picked up ling chaochao's small language book in his hand.
"let's start with pinyin."
ling song immediately shut up.
wen yuanchu taught him pinyin, and by the way, he also taught him how to read the english alphabet.
ling song was reluctant to learn, if it were not for the exam, he did not want to learn the language of foreigners at all.
fortunately, pinyin is not difficult to learn, and in just two hours, he almost wrote it down.
nine o'clock at the end.
ling song yawned and leaned over the desk and waved his hand: "i am tired, i will study again another day." wen yuanchu's
expression moved slightly, and he did not remind him, but only said: "take a break for a while, and then take an hour of math class."
without waiting for ling song to refuse, wen yuanchu had already taken a blank piece of manuscript paper and wrote down the study plan for him on it.
"your language foundation is good, it is enough to learn pinyin, you can put it aside first, and then listen carefully to the class."
"i will finish all the primary school mathematics in the next two days, and i will learn junior high school mathematics for the next month, with two hours of classes every night."
"learn english for an hour a day, memorize ten words, and add classes on saturdays and sundays."
"doing exercises during the day to consolidate, in addition to language, school lessons do not have to listen, anyway can not understand."
"strive for double digits in mathematics and english in the next monthly exam, and the other subjects will be discussed later."
ling song was stunned: "chao chao is only in the fourth grade, do you want me to learn everything i have to learn in six years in two days?"
wen yuanchu: "you can try."
...... thank you so much.
ling song looked at the dish, wen yuanchu thought about it, and changed his mouth: "two days of learning can't be done, one more week can be done, primary school mathematics, especially the lower grades, is very simple, don't need to spend too much thought." "
oh."
ling song was close to him and did not dare to bargain anymore.
although wen yuanchu was not wen che, his face, especially the appearance when he frowned, was too much like that person, and ling song instinctively did not dare to make a mistake.
wen yuanchu paused his pen, hesitated slightly, and told him: "if you don't want to study physical chemistry, you can transfer to the liberal arts, the liberal arts are history, politics, geography, it may be easier for you, now just in the second year of high school, you have a special situation, tell the school, it should be easy to transfer subjects."
ling song was stunned, study history?
he didn't want to.
i don't want to remember the events of my previous life over and over again.
even if he is an insignificant king of the country, he probably does not deserve to appear on the examination paper.
"i don't want it, i'll study science."
wen yuanchu nodded and did not persuade him again.
after letting ling song rest for ten minutes, wen yuanchu began to give him a math class in the first grade of elementary school.