Chapter 117: December 1997 sky light
December 1997 sky light
The foreign language competition of our school ended successfully with the host of the talented sister of the junior year and the young prince Wang Kai of our school. The wonderful performances of the contestants left a deep impression on everyone.
Xiao Wang Kai's hard work of memorizing lines in front of the mirror for days and nights has not been in vain, his articulation is clear, the speed of speech is just right, and his handsome little face is pleasing to the eye and has been well received. Kai called over to ask a few words, and asked clearly what grade Xiao Wang Kai was in.
Xiao Wang Kai's suit and leather shoes are still quite charming standing on the stage. The third sister, who was originally an experienced host, forgot her words several times when she spoke to him for the first time. Eye.
In order to cover up Xiao Wang Kai's ghostly eyes, Xiao Wang Kai wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses without prescription that day, with a handsome face, a gentle bookishness, a hearty smile, white teeth and broad shoulders. With a big waist and long legs, the junior sister can't stand it at all...
Well, the above is all bragging. The foreign language competition was very successful, and I did steal a lot of people's limelight very unkindly, in the words of the senior sister. , When I was on the stage and introduced the contestants in fluent English, the contestants were as slow as quails.
Looking at me under the spotlight up close, the alumni of the freshmen and sophomores couldn't even speak fluently. If my sister didn't react quickly and pushed me to the other side of the stage, those contestants would probably have continued to stutter.
I never knew I was so attractive.
When the contestants competed, my senior sister and I stood by the judge's seat beside the stage, and my senior sister praised my English and asked me if I had been abroad.
I said no, I was just interested in languages. She asked me if I had studied French. I said I knew a little bit. She tried to say a few sentences in everyday language. I played a few words and the atmosphere today is very good.
My unfamiliar French made my sister smile. She praised me for my talent. I was praised by the famous talented girls in the school. She smiled happier.
Many residents in Liang Jiangbo’s apartment and I are international friends. Neighbors from different countries can’t see each other. Sometimes when I’m in a good mood, we can chat and drink tea in English across the balcony. Neighbors often come when we have a noisy party. Participation, after everyone gets to know each other, not only can I speak English, but sometimes I will deliberately learn a few words of their language.
The more you learn about languages, the faster you learn new languages. So far I have been in contact with Russian, French, German and Spanish in addition to my native dialect, Mandarin and English.
In the opposite world, I can speak Hecun dialect, Luhe village dialect, Gotham common dialect, and Helenianian. In addition, I have come into contact with more than ten languages.
Of course, apart from Chinese and English, what I can write so far is only a little bit of Helencia. If I have the conditions, I would like to learn more languages in the future.
The judge next to me also heard my show. When the contestant performed the last time, he specially called me over and asked for my information. The old man didn't say why he asked me, which made me quite puzzled.
Everyone may not remember who won the first prize after this English competition, but everyone remembers the handsome and handsome host brother, because where I go to class now, others point and say that I am the one The host brother.
A classmate I know well said that I should be an actor in TV dramas. It is a pity not to act in my appearance.
Be an actor? I never thought about it.
My pale yellow eyebrows, eyelashes, and this pair of monster-like yellow eyes make me look more alien than human. It's really good to look good, but according to some teachers in my school, I have some kind of genetics. Illness, although it does not seem to affect physical health at present, it is not the appearance of a normal person after all.
If I go to TV, I can't be a decent character. Nine times out of ten, it's the monsters and ghosts in Journey to the West or the foreign villains in other dramas.
It's not a good idea to show my face in school. More people know me, and there are some negative rumors about me out of nowhere. It's very ugly and outrageous. I guess the people who make up these words don't even know me, otherwise would not say that.
Our Yang Chen sneered at the rumors that said bad things about me in the school, and firmly opposed it. However, since his previous comments were not positive, everyone felt that the rumors might really be true.
Liang Jiangbo told me not to think too much about it, I am purely "popular".
I stole the opportunity of my sophomore to host the show, and was praised a lot. It turned out that the English department brothers were unbalanced in their hearts. This kind of little tricks that don't make it to the stage are just the incompetent rage of the defeated dog. If I care too much, it is Follow the will of others.
I'm not difficult to contact, just chat with me for a few words and you'll know that I'm a very easy person to get along with. I will greet everyone politely, although I'm less willing to open up substantial exchanges with strangers.
Many conversations in life are like this:
"Wow, you are so handsome today!"
"Haha, isn't it? Thank you!" Smile.
"Your pants are so beautiful, where did you buy them?"
"I don't know." He smiled.
"You are so handsome, you must have a girlfriend, right?"
"Really? Thank you." He smiled.
"Is your car really worth two million dollars?"
"Who knows?" smiled.
"They say you are a foreigner, and they say you are albino, is that true?"
"Yes, is it true? It was a pleasure chatting with you, I have left beforehand, see you tomorrow!" He smiled and waved.
It's not that I'm trying to be yin and yang, I'm answering people this way because I don't think my relationship with the other person is enough for me to talk about myself, I don't like talking about myself, I don't like sharing everything about myself with them .
I'm an adult now, I don't want people around me to know that I successfully registered my own investment company this month, with a base capital of 500,000, and the gold in stock is worth about 2 million. I have already recruited employees, and let them toss some stocks temporarily. In the future, I want to try to touch real estate and the like.
I didn't even tell my parents about this little secret, because I needed money, I wanted to give them a better life, and I didn't want to listen to them nagging about what I was doing.
Liang Jiangbo knows me very well. Since we were together, Liang Jiangbo has never come into my bedroom without my permission to look at my things. This is our tacit understanding. If I want him to know something, I will take the initiative. Telling him, and not telling him something means that it doesn't matter, he doesn't need to know at all.
I have so many secrets that are locked in my heart like darkness and abyss, and I hate anyone who tries to knock on doors, or peek at what's hidden behind them, who have no idea what they're hoping for.
All in all, whether I am afraid of trouble or self-protection, my appearance and personality doom me to not be able to participate in activities that require sufficient communication with others, so that the mysterious shell I use for self-protection will not be torn off layer by layer. , revealing me as I am.
The comfortable life continues in the step-by-step schedule of going to school and leaving school. This month has passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of the month.
The information I can bring to my son about grandparents is still photos and audio recordings. Shimen links two unrelated worlds together. I am the bridge between my parents and Wang Jerry.
Wang Jerry is very well behaved, although he may get impatient or pretend to be lazy because I repeatedly ask him to learn to speak with Helencia's uncles, but most of the time he learns very seriously, and he is not slow in mastering new vocabulary. .
My son's articulation is clearer than most of his peers here, there's no doubt about it, early childhood education and stories helped develop his little brain, while other babies were ignorant and cared for like little animals He has been able to articulate his needs and has yet to learn to lie to his old father without a teacher.
It was agreed that he could only eat one chocolate cookie a day, either in the morning or in the evening. After eating the biscuits in the morning, he rinsed his mouth very hard, and secretly fiddled with his teeth with a toothbrush in front of the mirror. Dad also drinks milk when he eats cookies in the afternoon.
Didn't I say you only eat in the morning? To eat again tomorrow.
"I haven't eaten yet! Dad, look at my mouth, ah~!" The little devil opened his mouth to prove to me.
He knows if he's ever eaten a chocolate chip cookie, he'll have crumbs between his teeth, and the last time he pretended he didn't eat a cookie, I took it apart with a mirror.
"Nice try!" I touched his head and told him that there were twenty-two biscuits in the jar, and he ate one this morning, so there were twenty-one left, so let him count them himself.
"... Dad opened it up and let me count." Wang Jierui also tried to trick the old father.
"If you don't open it, you can count through the jar. You can count from one to twenty-one. If you can't count, don't eat biscuits tomorrow."
"I won't steal it, hum!" On the cookie jar, the face is also stuck to the beloved cookie jar: "One, two, three... fourteen... ten... four... ten..."
"five!"
"fifteen... seventeen... Sixteen...Seventeen...Eighteen..."
"How many cookies?"
"Ten...Eight." He scratched his head, rolling his eyes in confusion.
"Okay, there were originally twenty-two biscuits, but now there are eighteen left, which means that you ate four in the morning, and you won't be able to eat biscuits tomorrow and the day after!"
"No! Dad is bad!" Wang Jerry frowned angrily: "I I have to count again!"
After counting back and forth five times, I counted the biscuits and saved tomorrow's snacks. Only then did Wang Jerry breathe a sigh of relief, he said that counting was too difficult, I should let him eat the biscuits quickly. , it is convenient to count less.
You think beautiful.
After taking a nap at noon, Wang Jerry lay in my arms and listened to me telling him about "One Hundred Thousand Whys". This kid doesn't like to read and only likes to look at pictures. When I told him about natural phenomena, he looked absent-minded and excited when I turned to dinosaurs. , I want my father to read him a dinosaur picture book. I don't want to read this thick book. There are too many words.
Wang Jerry's favorite dinosaur is Tyrannosaurus Rex, his favorite color is green, his favorite things to eat are sweet big peaches and chocolate cookies, and his most hated things are pinyin recognition and endorsement.
My son used to be cleaner and more beautiful than other children in Shanghe Village, because he was well nourished and rested, and he was taller than his peers. No matter from the perspective of this side or the aesthetics of the world on the other side, he was a beautiful and handsome man. little boy.
In the afternoon, I came back from the wolf patrol and got into the tent to see that he was holding the baby owl and reading a fairy tale picture book, his eyes were straight.
I took out a package of nuts mixed with dried fruit and diced fruit for my son. He picked and ate it, picking out the sour raspberries and stuffing them in his dad's mouth.
"Why just give me this?" I prefer almonds and cashews.
"I don't like to eat this, it's sour!" He said while frowning: "Eat it for Dad!"
This kind of unfilial son needs to be cleaned up.
After eating the nuts, my son took out the leopard spider shell comb from the small drawer and handed it to me, untied the small braids on his head: "Dad, comb my hair."
"Why comb my hair?" He combed his hair and asked him what hairstyle he wanted: "It can only be simple, I can't make it too complicated."
Wang Jerry said that my father wants to be a little princess, and I also want a small crown like that. He took the picture book and pointed it to me.
I said no, you can't be the little princess, Dad is the little princess.
I summoned a plate of fruit and made myself a sapphire crystal crown and put it on my head. I smugly looked in the mirror from side to side, took a selfie with my camera, and made my son cry with envy.
I summoned a plate of fruit and made myself a sapphire crystal crown and put it on my head. I smugly looked in the mirror from side to side, took a selfie with my camera, and made my son cry with envy.
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