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Chapter 59 A Little Doubt

Li Jianxun said with a sullen face, "What are you talking about? Your mother and I only have one daughter like you. What are we working so hard for all our lives? Isn't it because we want you to stand out? Look at your current English, mathematics, and comprehensive skills. , I won’t talk about it, every test is No.1 in a single subject, but your Chinese is the last one every time. If you go to the college entrance examination with this score, it will be difficult to get in even an ordinary undergraduate, so I and Your mother thinks that even if there is a little hope, we should not give up. Your uncle Meng also said that as long as you learn to recite 1500 Tang poems, you can at least increase by more than [-] points in the Chinese test. So, [-] yuan, buy this Ten points, worth it!"

Li Qiaoping was a little guilty, and said: "But Dad, I know you are good for me, but I am really not good at reciting. Last year you asked me to recite [-] Tang poems in Qizhi Group. As a result, I only recited them after one semester. I have learned more than a dozen poems, and I have almost forgotten them by now.”

Yang Yifan said: "This classmate, I understand your situation. I think your problem is not a problem of poor memory, but that you have a phobia of learning Chinese. If you can start by reciting three hundred Tang poems, and gradually To get rid of the fear in your heart, I think your Chinese score will definitely not improve by more than ten points, but it may also increase by thirty, forty, or even higher!"

Li Qiaoping felt that this was impossible, so she turned to look at Yang Yifan and said, "Mr. Yang, what you said is just a theory. I feel that I am not suitable for learning Chinese. When I read poems and comprehend them, my head feels like a paste. Same, I can’t think about anything, and I’m afraid that the money will be in vain again.”

Although Li Jianxun didn't know Yang Yifan very well, he trusted Meng Qiming very much. He felt that the teacher recommended by Meng Qiming would definitely be right, and said: "Qiaoping, don't be afraid of spending money. As long as you can get into a key university, Dad Your wish has come true. Also, you have to believe Teacher Yang. Didn’t Teacher Yang also say that? If you can’t memorize [-] Tang poems in three classes, he will refund us double the tuition fee.”

Li Qiaoping nodded and said, "Okay then, Dad, I am willing to cooperate with Teacher Yang to recite three hundred Tang poems, but I think I will not be able to recite them in the end."

Yang Yifan said: "You need to try everything. Don't say you can't do it before you try. Only confident people can succeed. Your English, mathematics, and comprehensive goals can be achieved, and I believe your Chinese can also be achieved." can be achieved.”

Li Qiaoping nodded and said, "Thank you Teacher Yang for your encouragement, okay! I'll come to class tomorrow."

Li Jianxun cried happily. He wiped his tears with his hands and said, "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Yang."

Yang Yifan said: "You're welcome! Tomorrow morning 9:00 to 9:40 is your daughter's class time, just bring her over."

Li Jianxun nodded vigorously and said, "Okay then! Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will ask her to come over in the morning."

Li Qiaoping still had some questions, and said, "Teacher Yang, I want to ask, doesn't your college distribute textbooks?"

"No!" Yang Yifan shook his head and said, "We don't need textbooks here. What you want to learn, we will show it on the big screen."

"Then I'll come over tomorrow, do I have anything to bring?"

Li Jianxun said: "Teacher Yang, I will buy anything she needs."

"Nothing is needed, she just needs to bring people over."

The doubts in Li Qiaoping's heart grew bigger, and she said: "Mr. Yang, your teaching method is really unique. Qizhi Group has a very peculiar 250 Tang poems with many memory methods marked on it. The textbook costs [-] yuan." Qian, but Teacher Yang, you don’t have textbooks here, and you don’t let me bring a pencil case, this... I really can’t figure it out.”

Yang Yifan said: "There is nothing difficult to figure out. When you come tomorrow, you will naturally know my teaching methods."

Li Qiaoping nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, Teacher Yang, I'm looking forward to tomorrow's class. I want to see what method you, a teacher who is different from other teachers, will use to make me recite three hundred Tang poems. "

Li Qiaoping and Li Jianxun said goodbye to Yang Yifan and left. Yang Yifan took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. He also tidied up, closed the door, and walked out of Ziyun Academy.

When he controlled the lights in Ziyun Academy with his consciousness and turned them all off, he stood at the entrance of Ziyun Academy and looked at it. Hearing the ghostly north wind, he felt that the decoration outside Ziyun Academy really looked like a up the grave.

Yang Yifan himself was so frightened that he trembled. When he took the elevator back to 603, he heard Qin Rushuang crying in pain in the room.

"Oh! It hurts me, it hurts me."

Yang Yifan hurried to her door, knocked a few times, and said, "Ru Shuang, what's wrong with you? Teacher Shuang Shuang, are you okay?"

"Teacher Yang, my stomach hurts and I'm so hungry!"

"You open the door!"

"I... ouch, I can't move!"

Yang Yifan kicked the door open and went in to see that Qin Rushuang was struggling painfully on the bed in his pajamas.

A lot of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, she looked at Yang Yifan and said, "Send me to the hospital!"

"Is it still a period? How can it be so serious?"

"I don't know. After I drank the brown sugar water, I got better, but I don't know why, at night, I lay down, and suddenly my stomach hurts. Oh, it hurts me to death."

"Put out your hand!"

"You don't know how to see a doctor, take me to the hospital!"

"I need to know what disease you have before sending you to the hospital."

Yang Yifan grabbed Qin Rushuang's hand and felt her pulse on her wrist. Finally, he let go of Qin Rushuang's hand and said, "It's okay, you won't die."

Qin Rushuang was almost suffocating in pain, but Yang Yifan still said such words. She stared at Yang Yifan and said, "I'm already like this, and you still talk like this? I feel like I'm dying."

"It's okay. You just suffered from intestinal spasm. It was caused by nervousness and fear. Let me ask you, has this happened to you before?"

Qin Rushuang thought about it, and said: "It happened before, but after I drank brown sugar water, it was relieved, but this time, I don't know what happened, and the pain was very severe."

"This month, because you broke up with Lin Feng, you drank a lot of wine, and you fell into the cold water that day, all of which made your nervous system a little disordered. Now that you are on your period, your intestines are cramped, and the brown sugar water is hard to drink. Relieve your symptoms."

"I have intestinal spasms? You are not talking nonsense, are you? No, you should take me to the hospital!"

As soon as Yang Yifan touched Qin Rushuang's body, she cried out in pain again.

"Stop yelling, let people outside hear it, and think I've done something to you!"

(End of this chapter)