Chapter 6, very pure, very ambiguous

Jiang Yanyan looked at Jiang Xian's confident smile, and inexplicably, a trace of joy also rose in her heart

Hearing Jiang Xian's words, Jiang Yanyan's charming face involuntarily flushed slightly: "Why do you speak so frivolously?"

Sure! Ma Wentao smiled slightly. Regarding Jiang Xian, Ma Wentao felt that he was quite pitiful. Almost every other day, he was dragged up by the devilish coach for criticism, and the coach's attitude was very sincere. Unfortunately, that fat man was deliberately trying to drive Jiang Xian out of the key class. At first, it wasn't much, but over time, Ma Wentao began to feel a bit sorry for Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian's lips curled into a smile of triumphant scheming, top ten in the division, just wait and see

In fact, learning English is not that difficult; it mainly involves variations in grammar and sentence structures. The changes are essentially limited to a few types. The most important aspect is still vocabulary. Just like learning Chinese characters, the more characters one recognizes, the better one can learn sentences and passages

It is like this, teacher, I do not quite understand the grammar of this sentence, could you explain it to me? "Jiang Xian smiled gently."

Teacher Ma Wentao! Jiang Xian smiled and said: "There are some places I do not quite understand, and I would like to trouble you for some assistance!"

"Hehe, will you agree or not!" Jiang Xian immediately followed up, "Top ten in the department, let's make a bet!"

"How can you speak to the teacher like that?" Jiang Yanyan slightly furrowed her beautiful brows and said, "Regardless of the circumstances, he is still a teacher, and as students, we should respect our teachers."

It must be acknowledged that two individuals who grew up together share an exceptionally close relationship; Jiang Xian can immediately guess what Jiang Yanyan is thinking. However, today Jiang Yanyan is unaware of Jiang Xian's unique experiences, completely oblivious to the fact that Jiang Xian has been feeling immensely pleased all day long.

"Oh, Yanyan, you really care about me!" Jiang Xian looked at Jiang Yanyan with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Jiang Xian, in fact, you are very diligent. Do not give up on yourself because of a temporary mistake. In fact, you can do it! On the road, Jiang Yanyan hesitated for a moment and gently spoke to Jiang Xian.

Jiang Xian comfortably stretched his muscles, tidied up his backpack, and stood up to walk towards the bike shed

"Alright, if we're going to gamble, let's do it!" Jiang Yanyan also did not believe that Jiang Xian could leap from the bottom of the rankings to the top ten, unless he transformed into a deity

Oh! Jiang Xian suddenly discovered a beautiful figure waiting for him in the carport, and a faint scent of milk wafted towards him in the night breeze

"Oh! I am waiting for you!" Jiang Yanyan said with a smile, "Today I heard that you were expelled from the key class, and I am a bit worried about you. I guess you must be feeling quite unhappy, right?"

Being teased like this by Jiang Xian, Jiang Yanyan felt an inexplicable sense of guilt. However, after a moment of thought, she slowly spoke up: "Of course! After all, we are neighbors! My aunt always reminds me to help you with your studies and to guide you a bit. I certainly need to care about you. To be honest, don't let your emotions interfere with your mood!"

This class happens to be an English class, and by this time, there is basically nothing left to teach. It is primarily free review, exams, discussing questions, taking exams, and discussing questions.

I truly apologize, but I have never regarded the devil coach as a teacher!" Jiang Xian retracted the smile from his face and spoke coldly, "Alright, let's not discuss this topic anymore, let's go home!

In this mindset, Ma Wentao unnaturally treated Jiang Xian a bit better

Unbeknownst to him, the sky had gradually darkened. With the sound of a bell echoing, Jiang Xian suddenly realized that the evening self-study session had already concluded

It is Jiang Xian! In the class of the devil coach, Jiang Xian almost runs to the office every day, and nearly all the teachers in the office know Jiang Xian, including Ma Wentao.

No problem, in this sentence, you first need to understand... Although Ma Wentao is a strict teacher, his lectures are quite effective, progressing from simple to complex, and are easy to understand. Moreover, with Jiang Xianzhi's significantly improved intelligence, he can fully grasp what Ma Wentao teaches.

Ma Wentao is a notoriously strict teacher. Unlike a devil coach, who is a sycophant, he is like a living butcher, exuding a fierce aura. His demands on students are famously rigorous, and he maintains extremely high standards for classroom discipline. At this moment, the entire classroom is very quiet; no one dares to cause trouble during his class. Jiang Xian has taken out all the English textbooks from the first year of high school to the third year and has recited the vocabulary several times. Feeling that he has memorized everything, he raised his hand to call Ma Wentao.

It is clearly impossible to make up for one's past shortcomings in the span of a single class, but Jiang Xian has indeed gained a lot. The statements that previously seemed incomprehensible now appear to be much clearer.

Haha, Yanyan, you are mistaken. I am in a very good mood right now!" Jiang Xian said with a laugh, "Finally, I don't have to face that fat guy's face anymore, it feels really great!

In the darkness, Jiang Yanyan could not help but move closer to Jiang Xian, inhaling his milky scent. Suddenly, Jiang Xian reached out and grasped Jiang Yanyan's delicate white hand. Jiang Yanyan was momentarily taken aback, wanting to break free, yet ultimately made no move, allowing Jiang Xian to lead her towards the third floor.

Time passes little by little, and for the first time in history, Jiang Xian has never studied as seriously as he does now. For a genius, learning is also a form of enjoyment

"Jiang Yanyan, what are you doing here?" Jiang Xian looked at the beautiful figure before him with a hint of surprise, waiting for none other than Jiang Yanyan.

Uncertain whether it was the liberation from the pressure of the college entrance examination, some unusual thoughts suddenly began to swirl in Jiang Xian's mind

Oh!

Am I that kind of person? Jiang Yanyan straightened her chest, but in her heart, she was convinced that Jiang Xian was joking. How could she possibly be in the top ten of the department? She was most aware of Jiang Xian's strength.

"You should stop boasting; being able to recover your previous grades would be quite impressive and would make me see you in a new light, unless you can rank in the top ten of your department!" Jiang Yanyan said with a pout.

Jiang Yanyan slightly furrowed her brows and said no more. The two rode their bicycles on the way home

"Hehe, you can rest assured about this!" Jiang Xian said with a slight smile, "I have already adjusted my mindset very well to not face that dead fat pig. I will definitely not fail in future exams, and I guarantee that I will make you see me in a new light!"

Haha, if you don't believe it, then forget it! Jiang Xian said with a smile, "How about we make a bet? If I can rank in the top ten of the next mock exam, you will be my girlfriend, how about that?"

After the class ended, Jiang Xian still felt somewhat unsatisfied; it turned out that being immersed in learning was indeed a form of joy

This is what you said! Jiang Xian said with a grin: "You must not go back on your word when the time comes!"

This class is a time for free review, and the English teacher, Ma Wentao, is sitting at the podium. If any student encounters a question they do not understand, they will raise their hand to ask.

Jiang Xian glanced at Jiang Yanyan and suddenly realized that she was actually very beautiful. Now in her third year of high school, her figure had already matured. The swell in front made her clothes bulge, and her slightly raised hips in the back complemented her figure. Her slender waist seemed delicate, especially in the current hot weather, as she wore very little clothing, revealing a pair of arms as fair as snow and as delicate as frost. Coupled with her long and straight legs, she was truly captivating.

Two figures walked up the stairs, one in front of the other, a man and a woman whose relationship was very innocent; however, the act of holding hands between them was quite ambiguous

The two engaged in a casual conversation, and before long, a row of old buildings came into view. They locked their bicycles in the basement, but the hallway was completely dark, as the lights had long been broken. Upon entering this pitch-black corridor, it was nearly impossible to see anything at all.