Junyi quickly found me a Japanese teacher.
Japanese students have Chinese classes, but to be honest, there are very few Japanese teachers who can speak a few words of our Mandarin. otbnkotgt "I asked, how did you come back last night?"
I sat in the car, chatting for a while.
"He came back by car."
The grandson looked hesitant, as if he was hiding something.
"What's going on?
Who took a ride back last night?"
I felt curious.
This guy was probably in trouble, so I deliberately teased him and asked a few questions.
"It's nothing, it's just that last night I took a ride back from a bald man.
This guy didn't seem to like women.
Then I got off the car halfway up the mountain and walked back by myself."
He said it tactfully.
But I understood the meaning immediately and burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?
You didn't take my motorcycle away."
"Blame me, blame me.
Haha."
Although I don't know the details of this incident, I can imagine it just by thinking about it.
I would think about it several times when I felt bored, and a smile would immediately appear on my cheeks.
"I'm in.
You guys wait for me outside.
The class is only for two hours."
I told him, opened the car door and walked in.
This is a private lesson.
But the place was not the home of teacher Guangmo Huimei, but a relatively petty bourgeois coffee shop near her residence.
I heard from Junyi that this teacher Guangmo Huimei specializes in receiving wealthy students.
Her teaching is good but her fees are not cheap.
Her services are not for the general public.
It’s the students who can afford the high prices.
When I opened the glass door, the waiter saw the notebook in my hand and probably guessed what I was here for.
They took me to a more elegant booth.
I looked up and saw an older woman with long hair and glasses sitting inside.
She was wearing a turtleneck because of the winter.
She has an oval face and long black straight hair.
Although she is not as innocent as a girl, she is indeed a pretty beauty.
Jun Yan didn't know if he did it on purpose.
Finding such a good-looking woman to be my teacher can improve my learning efficiency.
"Hello."
She smiled at me first, stood up and bowed slightly to me in a polite manner.
The Japanese like to bend down and salute so much that it has become part of their culture.
I nodded and said, "Hello."
Immediately the two of us sat down, ordered coffee, and I opened my notebook and asked, "Can we start class?"
She looked at her watch and shook her head and said: "There is still one student who is not here.
You two are in class together today.
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Originally I was teaching one-on-one, but the student had something to do today so the class was moved forward.
Sorry, next time It will be one-on-one teaching from the beginning.”
"Oh, it's okay.
You speak Mandarin well and have been to China before" I asked.
Since I had to wait for a while, I started chatting to pass the time.
"I was an exchange student from Waseda to Peking University in China.
I studied in China for several years.
In order to make it easier to attend classes and communicate with classmates, I taught myself Chinese.
I wasn't very good at speaking it at first, but when I was studying in China, I learned Chinese.
It took time to develop," she replied with a smile.
I was a little surprised.
This one is still a top student.
"That's indeed a good point.
How long do you think it will take for me to be able to basically speak Japanese?"
I brought the question to the point.
"It depends on your foundation.
I will make a basic survey questionnaire for you later.
Based on the results of this questionnaire, I will determine your current Japanese level and conversational ability."
It looks quite professional.
While we were chatting, a man walked into the cafe.
A stylish girl wearing a blue down jacket and cartoon earmuffs walked into the cubicle, speaking something in Japanese as she walked.
It sounded like he was saying sorry.
"Yangzi, didn't I tell you that you must speak Chinese when you take my classes from now on?
Have you forgotten?"
Although there were some reproachful words, the tone was not too strong.
After all, the people who come to class are rich people.
If you offend such people, you will not only lose your business, but you may also get angry.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Guangmo."
As soon as this sound reached my ears, I was stunned.
Then I looked up and saw the girl wearing a big mask.
We looked at each other.
She said in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"Oh, it's you," I said in surprise.
I didn't expect that the person in class with me today was Yoshiko Ashiya.
Otherwise, it would not be a book without coincidence.
I'm not sure if Jun Yan has evil intentions on me, but it seems that I have to take this class with this girl today.
After we were awkward with each other for a few seconds, Hiromo Emi said, "Yoshiko, sit down."
Ashiya Yoshiko reluctantly sat next to me and deliberately moved to the side.
"This is your questionnaire.
It takes one hour.
There are twenty questions in total, and they are all basic and not very difficult.
I mainly want to check your entry level."
While I was doing the test papers, Emi Hiroma began to teach Yoshiko Ashiya Chinese.
It turns out that this girl learned how to speak Chinese from here.
I thought she was a self-taught genius.
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Guangmo Emi was preparing the materials for today's class and setting up the small blackboard.
"Haha" I am doing the test paper.
Suddenly I heard a burst of laughter coming from beside me.
I looked up and saw Yoshiko Ashiya laughing while looking at the questionnaire in front of me.
"Is it funny?"
I asked.
"It's not funny in class, it's funny watching you take the questionnaire."
I had to think carefully about her Chinese to understand what she meant.
"I saw that you were so good and I thought you were a genius.
By the way, I want to tell you that you got all the questions wrong."
After finishing speaking, she turned away proudly.
Even though I have a twenty-year-old face, my mother is already a man in his late forties.
After being humiliated like this by a little girl, I have to find a way to get this face back.
"The word "convenience" has many meanings in Chinese, Yoshiko, how many can you name?"
Hiroshi Emi asked Ashiya Yoshiko.
"Well, I know two kinds.
One is to be kind to others, which means helping others, and the other means to have time.
I don't know about the others."
"Oh, convenience has many meanings in Chinese.
Please record it, such as suitability, extra money, and convenience."
Guangmo Huimei said.
"Teacher, you missed one thing."
I said while lowering my head to take the questionnaire.
"Haha, do you know more than the teacher?"
Yoshiko Ashiya said disdainfully.
"We Chinese people also call it convenient to go to the toilet.
And little girl, I definitely know more about Chinese than your teacher, because I am Chinese.
So can you make it convenient, because I want to go to the toilet for convenience.
If you If it's convenient, could you please help me buy a pack of tissues for my convenience?"
After saying that, I handed the questionnaire to Guangmo Huimei
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