Rebirth of Inescapable

Back then, in order to make Wang Yang into another Qi Yun, Chen Zhi had worked so hard that several strands of his hair turned gray.

Language articles.

Chen Zhi: You don't need to be proficient, at least you can distinguish between French, English and pinyin.

Wang Yang: What's so difficult about this.

Teacher: French is a very elegant language. As long as you study hard, you can learn it easily. Okay, let's start with the basics...

three days later.

Wang Yang: Can I stop studying?

Chen Zhi: Why?

Wang Yang (roaring): Damn you, do you know how perverted the French are?Ah, counting numbers is different from people, how much is seventeen? dix-sept!Ten plus seven!How much is eighteen? dix-huit!Ten plus eight! 76 don't read 76!Read sixty plus sixteen, even more terrifying, how to read 176988472?It doesn't read [-]!Recite one hundred plus sixty plus eighteen, nine twenty plus eighteen, four twenty plus four, sixty plus twelve!I've been studying for so fucking long, and I haven't even learned how to count!Can you spare me!

Chen Zhi: It seems that you are not a material for learning stuff, so forget it, at least now you can tell the difference clearly, don't force yourself to treat Pinyin as English and English as French.

In this way, Wang Yang ended his most terrifying language teaching ever.

Body

Chen Zhi: You are one centimeter shorter than Qi Yun.

Wang Yang: One centimeter is fine, right?

Chen Zhi: He can tell even at [-] centimeters. The shoes he wears today should be higher.

Wang Yang: You can tell who it is.

Chen Zhi: Don't speak with your accent!Clarify the words for me!

Wang Yang (innocent): I don’t have an accent~

Chen Zhi: Qi Yun never has interjections!

Wang Yang: How boring is that person's life, learning so many things, reading so many books, and ended up hiccupping without doing anything, what a waste, even speaking so politely, he...

Chen Zhi (stares): Shut up!

Wang Yang (nervous): ...

Chen Zhi: Don't look at people with this kind of eyes!In the future, when you don’t know what to say, don’t speak. Keep your eyes cold. He’s a special man. He’s just a moralist. Raise his chin a little bit, yes, and close his eyes. From now on, he’ll look at people like this. Who is as ruffian as you!Damn, can you enlighten me!

Wang Yang: I am not him...

Chen Zhi (waves his hands): No dinner is allowed tonight!

Wang Yang: Hey!I don't think so?Look, isn't this right? It's noble enough!

A book was thrown, and Wang Yang let out a groan.

Skills

Chen Zhi: Qi Yun passed the C1 driver's license test that year, can you drive?

Wang Yang: I can take a car.

Chen Zhi: ...

After studying for two weeks.

Pull over, crooked.

Chen Zhi: Do they have eyes?again!

Stop again, and crooked again.

Chen Zhi: Believe it or not, I slapped you a few times to straighten your crooked eyes!

Continue to stop, stop on the top of the curb.

Chen Zhi (looking at Wang Yang with a dark face): Come again.

With all his strength, Wang Yang's heart rose to his throat, but it's a pity...

Looking nervously at Chen Zhi, he looked at Wang Yang without saying a word.

Wang Yang: I... parked the car sideways again, didn't I?

Chen Zhi (filled with righteous indignation): No way, it's his mother's road repair that is crooked! !

Diet

Wangyang rice mixed with chilli.

Chen Zhi: Don't you know that Qi Yun doesn't eat spicy food?

Wang Yang (shaking his head): I don't know.

Chen Zhi: Didn't the fuck tell you to memorize his materials?If you do this again tomorrow, you will not be allowed to eat!

Wang Yang (poking the rice): Is it okay if I don't eat chili?

Chen Zhi: Qi Yun has a mild taste and doesn't eat stinky tofu.

Wang Yang: Then I won’t eat stinky tofu anymore.

Chen Zhi: Qi Yun has a cleanliness habit, and won't pick up dropped things to eat.

Wang Yang: What a waste...well, I'll throw it in the trash from now on...(It's a pity)

Chen Zhi: Qi Yun's taste is not that strong!Will you die if you don't eat so salty? !No salt is allowed in the meals starting tomorrow!

Wang Yang: Hey!That will be a big neck problem!

Chen Zhi (cold eyes): As long as you ate so much before, you have supplemented with iodine!Can't die.

Looking at Chen Zhi who was going in, Wang Yang went back to the kitchen and secretly hid a handful of salt.

Information

Chen Zhi: How many people are there in the Qi family?

Wang Yang: Mom and Dad and Qi Yun.

Chen Zhi: With you!You are Qi Yun!What are your parents' names, how old are they, and what do they do?

Wang Yang: Qi Luyuan, seems to be 61... a teacher, and her mother is Qi... Oh, Zhuang Qing, 53?Also a teacher, right?

Chen Zhi (throws the water glass over): What do you mean you can recite it backwards? !

Wang Yang (catching the water glass): I'm not good at reciting things...

Chen Zhi: Remember!Qi Luyuan, 61, a professor and archaeologist in the History Department of X University, Zhuang Qing, 55, a Chinese teacher in the high school of S Middle School!What about Qi Yun?This should always be clear!

Wang Yang: Of course, it is the short life... Um, Qi Yun, 30 years old, a lecturer in the French Department of X University, graduated with a bachelor's degree, and a postgraduate student in the Department of Foreign Languages ​​at X University.

Chen Zhi: Height, weight, hobbies?

Wang Yang: Er... 178, weight 63kg, mild myopia, left eye 4.3, right eye 4.5, likes to read books, hates people being noisy all the time, has no friends... um, there is one named Tao Qingping, I don’t know if that counts. Well, it's his brother...

Chen Zhi: This person is not allowed to be mentioned.

Wang Yang: Why?

Chen Zhi: It's not that you don't like to memorize, what do you memorize so clearly!

Wang Yang (in a low voice): You yourself gave me the materials for me to memorize...

Chen Zhi (knock): Don't arrange others!

After a month of training, Wang Yang met Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi: Qi Yun?

Wang Yang: My father is Qi Luyuan. He is 61 years old. He is a professor of history at X University and an archaeologist. My mother is Zhuang Qing. She is 55 years old and is a Chinese teacher in the high school of S Middle School!

Qiao Yi: What?

Wang Yang: My name is Qi Yun, I am 30 years old, 178 cm tall, 63 kg in weight, mild myopia, 4.3 in the left eye, 4.5 in the right eye, like reading, hate sports, quarrel with others, and noisy environment.

Qiao Yi: Are you okay?

Wang Yang: I'm fine!I can also speak French, nineteen is dix-neuf, twenty is vingt, one seven six nine eight eight four seven two should be said as one hundred plus sixty plus eighteen nine twenty plus eighteen then four twenty plus Four and sixty plus twelve!

Qiao Yi (looking back at Chen Zhi): What happened to him?

Chen Zhi (throwing a glass of water into Wang Yang's hand, gritting his teeth): You, mouth, thirsty, now!Drink some water, don't choke to death!

Wang Yang (takes it, sips it, sighing): This water is so salty!Don't you know that I eat lightly?

Qiao Yi: ...

Chen Zhi: ...

Wang Yang blinked and shrugged, did he recite something wrong?