My superpowers are refreshed every week

During the break before evening self-study, Shirley Liu asked the English class representative He Meng to bring Chen Yuan the English draft to be broadcast tomorrow.

Chen Yuan, who was popping Zhou Fu's croissants, stopped He Meng and asked curiously: "Didn't you read an article on the radio station before? Is there anything special about it?"

"This..." He Meng thought for a while, then turned Zhou Yu's seat, sat down face to face with Chen Yuan, and said, "Actually, there is nothing else to pay attention to, just that you can read fluently and have good voice conditions. "

"Ah this..."

After she said this, Chen Yuan was a little unsure.

"Your voice is very good. The poem you read today is really good. Shirley Liu told me in a crazy way that it would be great if it could be recorded in advance."

No, your English class representative is also called Shirley Liu?

"How about you send a private voice message to Shirley Liu on QQ alone?" He Meng smiled like Ania, narrowing her eyes and making trouble.

"Don't do it, you want to put Shirley Liu on the fire grill, right?"

He Meng chuckled and returned to the topic: "What you are worried about is that you paused and got stuck because you were nervous while reading, right?"

"It's not because I'm nervous, I'm afraid it's because I'm not capable."

Boys are a bit stubborn. In some aspects, you can say that I have poor abilities, but you cannot say that I have a poor mentality.

"If you perform abnormally due to ability or nervousness, you won't be selected next time." He Meng said.

"What about you before? I remember that I read very well."

"Me, I performed well that time, but the teacher said that the reading was short of emotional..." Thinking of this, He Meng wanted to complain, "My manuscript was too difficult, and it would be difficult to read it clearly. , but you still want me to be full of emotions, it’s so cheating.”

"Indeed, our Class 18 was targeted."

"Of course, she later asked me to go there, even though it wasn't permanent." He Meng shrugged, "But, I refused."

"Why did you refuse?" Zhou Fu asked curiously, "If you have the experience of being broadcast on campus radio, wouldn't it be more favorable to praise the district's three best students?"

"That's the right class." He Meng said with a smile, "There is only one good student in our class and one outstanding cadre. Tang Siwen and Zhang Chao are basically stable. I definitely have no chance. Also, I think Preparing this thing is a waste of my time, and there is not much room for improvement in my English."

"There are still such disadvantages..." Chen Yuan hesitated.

"Of course, it won't affect you. You still have great potential in English."

"Hey, you?"

Chen Yuan didn't know why the girls in Class 18 spoke so viciously.

"You'd better prepare well when you go back. As long as you can read poetry as well as today and make no mistakes during the broadcast, you should have the opportunity to stay." Although He Meng encouraged him like this, he still had some "inside information" that he didn't tell.

The students in charge of this column in the school’s broadcasting department all have at least 130+ English skills.

Moreover, teachers in the broadcasting department will ask you about your grades before you start applying.

Chen Yuan’s score of 60%...

sixty seven! sixty seven!

"Okay, come on, then."

He Meng waved his hand and left, while Chen Yuan read the English manuscript carefully, and nodded seriously: "Sure enough, there is something, I don't know the first word."

"I thought you were confident in your reaction..."

"Then let's finish reading this first. I can ask you while you're still here."

Chen Yuan showed off the remaining croissants in one bite, wiped his hands with a tissue, and then took out a pen, intending to conquer it before the end of the evening self-study.

"Okay, ask me if you know anything."

That's what he said, but he couldn't ask Zhou Fu about every word. Although she is a paid friend who pays her friend fees, it is not good to be too exploitative. So, after looking around and seeing no one, Chen Yuan took out his mobile phone and wanted to look it up in the dictionary...

Suddenly, an English dictionary was pressed on his desk.

Chen Yuan raised his head like an otter, but he didn't say, "Huh?" When she came out, Zhou Fu said: "You can only understand the meaning by checking your mobile phone. It lacks a process and the memory is not deep enough. Use a dictionary. Use a dictionary to look up all the obscure words in this book. Then if you still don't understand the words after looking them up in the dictionary, just ask me."

This is really Zhou Mama...

Shirley Liu, are you embarrassed to compare yourself with others?

Also a special assistant student.

If my grades improve, you will only take one-ninth of the credit, and Zhou Fu will take three-ninths.

Of course, the remaining half must be because of myself.

After all, it’s an exam, and I can’t do it without me.

You can't open the game without me.

"Okay, my task for this class is to thoroughly understand this reading."

Chen Yuan memorized vocabulary before because he wanted to break through his laziness. But obviously, his breakthrough is not enough. Only by completely giving up his comfort zone can he become a new self.

In fact, last night, when he invaded Harvey's dream, he learned very painfully, but in order to increase his total score to at least 111, he needed to whip himself.

And last night, he suddenly opened the door to this foreign language.

This critical moment is known in history as enlightenment on the bed.

No one knows about it for sixty years, but once he enlightens the world, he will hear about it!

The English reading manuscript of this article has 672 words, of which Chen Yuan looked up 54 new words, then summarized the things he didn’t understand, and asked Zhou Fu together, and finally understood the English article completely draft and translated it into Chinese and wrote it down.

"Why do I feel that your translation... is better than the original text?" Zhou Fu was a little surprised. "It is more comfortable to read and has more literary talent."

"That's a lot of praise, brother."

Chen Yuan's Chinese proficiency level of over 100 points is all due to his stable composition of over 50 points.

He could improve in Chinese, but considering that there was too little room for improvement in Chinese, he focused more on mathematics, science, playing games, and roasting chicken.

Hey, we can't go on like this.

Entertainment has misled me too much!

Starting today, quit gaming!

"However, there is no need to worry about Chinese. It is definitely the right strategy to conquer English first."

Zhou Fu felt that as long as Chen Yuan's English could be improved by 30 points, coupled with his already qualitatively improved mathematics, and another 30 points, his grades would be greatly improved in a short period of time.

Based on previous results, there are a full 564 points.

Woohoo, Zhou Fu, you are so good, you are the only one who remembers those 4 points...

After thoroughly reading this English manuscript, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Therefore, Chen Yuan and Zhou Fu left the classroom together.

As the two of them walked and chatted, when they arrived at the school gate, Zhou Fu suddenly took the initiative and said, "I'm sorry, my mother came to pick me up today, and I took her car home."

"Okay, I'll go first then."

The pick-up cars always stop at the school gate, so Chen Yuan said hello and left first.

However, before he could take a few steps further, he suddenly heard a trembling mature female voice.

"Fubao, mom will take you to eat delicious food today."

Turning his head in surprise, Chen Yuan saw a beautiful woman with curly hair wearing a black lace skirt, with a very charming figure and just the right amount of plumpness like Zhou Fu.

No wonder the sound is normal, but it feels like something is vibrating...

It's the human heart.

"Mom, my classmate is here. Don't be like this." Zhou Fu blushed and wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.

What is Fubao? How could anyone be called such a shameful nickname?

She was already suffocating with embarrassment, and the next scene made her want to bury it and at the same time wish she could carve a small monument and never come out again.

I'm dead in the grave, don't call me.

"You are Chen Yuan, right? Handsome guy." Squeezing Chen Yuan's strong shoulders, this beautiful woman is quite familiar.

"Hello, aunt." Chen Yuan did not resist and nodded in greeting.

"Mom... let's go quickly, the car is going to be stamped." Pulling her mother's arm, Zhou Fu wanted to die now.

Why are you calling him by his name? Isn’t it like I’m mentioning this name all the time?

Obviously I only said it seven times.

"Wait a minute." She raised her hand to interrupt Zhou Fu. Fu's mother took out a piece of steamed cake from her black shoulder bag and handed it to Chen Yuan with a smile.

What's going on? Does the whole family like to feed?

"Our family makes cakes. You can try our own brand." Fu Ma said.

"Awesome." After hearing this, Chen Yuan exclaimed, "The bread Zhou Fu gave me turned out to be made by my aunt. It's really delicious."

"Hehe." Fu's mother asked with a smile, "Then do you know why Fufu is called Zhou Fu?"

Chen Yuan said weakly: "I know Zhou, because his father's surname is Zhou. If Fu..."

"Mother!"

Zhou Fu really wanted to cry.

No joke, if you continue to corrupt her like this, she will cry now.

"Then can you take a bold guess?"

"Because my aunt's family... makes pastry puffs?"

"That's right." Fu Ma nodded and continued feeding, "That's right, I'll give you another one..."

"I saw the traffic police posted a note, Mom!"

Dragging her mother, Zhou Fu didn't want her to continue to reveal dirt on her, even if she was openly disobeying her mother.

Looking at the almost identical mother and daughter, Chen Yuan couldn't help but sigh——

The rich have a comprehensive monopoly on resources.

Auntie Puff, even more!

"The last word, the last word."

After Aunt Puff made her promise to Zhou Fu, she walked up to Chen Yuan and said apologetically: "I am doing business with her father, and the liquidity is relatively high, so Fufu has changed schools many times, and it is difficult for her to make good friends. Friend. I recently heard her say that No. 11 Middle School is very good. She has made several friends, including He Sijiao among girls, Chen Yuan and Zhou Yu among boys..."

"Then how did aunty recognize that I am Chen Yuan and not Zhou Yu?" Chen Yuan asked.

"She said Chen Yuan should be taller and more handsome..."

"Okay, let's go!"

Before she finished speaking, Zhou Fu awkwardly patted Chen Yuan's arm to say goodbye, then forcibly dragged her mother away, put her into the driver's seat of a Volvo SUV, and buckled her seat belt.

"oh……"

No, Fu Fu, please let your mother finish what she said.

So ignorant!

But to put it bluntly, this kid is quite miserable.

Although her family is rich, beautiful, and has big breasts, she still has the trouble of not being able to make close friends.

It seems that her reason is not just because of her introverted personality.

Changing schools frequently is out of the question.

Chen Yuan also had some insights. He transferred from Hexiang. Although the school started at the same time, the junior high school was in another place. The classmates in the class were either from the eleventh grade or at least a few junior high school classmates were together. He had just It was really a bit fringe at first.

It took more than twenty minutes to settle in.

No way, girls are different, because they lack the important accessories of Aruba, and they don't have deep intercourse as naturally as boys.

Wait, who was the last person I talked to just now?

It seems to be Fu Ma.

Or is it Zhou Fu?

The last sentence was indeed said by Zhou Fu, but Chen Yuan only replied "Oh". Can this be regarded as meeting the conditions for dream connection?

Xia Xinyu had to have dinner at her aunt's house after school today, and she probably wouldn't be back until evening.

It's okay, just say hello to Xia Xinyu before going to bed.

If Xia Xinyu had to spend time at her aunt's house today, then she would have a dream with Sister Fuzi...

also.

If Harvey cannot be arrested, it would be good to take a look at Zhou Fu.

So, Chen Yuan carefully got on the bus, trying his best to sit in the last row where no one was sitting. He didn't have any intersection with anyone along the way.

Finally, get home safely.

Unfortunately, Harvey was not caught.

I have to find a way to open his box.

This foreign teacher is really good. I really want to spend the rest of my life with him.

After returning home, Chen Yuan had a meal, finished his homework, and then began to read his broken English manuscripts.

To be honest, it's still a bit difficult.

After all, not every word has a phonetic symbol, and the words are much more difficult than the poems recited in class that day.

After studying for half an hour, Chen Yuan was able to read smoothly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Yes, it’s a heart treasure!

Chen Yuan took the English manuscript and went to open the door.

Then, Xia Xinyu, wearing the uniform of No. 4 Middle School, stood at the door, holding a box of things in her hand, and said with a smile: "I brought some specialties for you. This is Shaoxiang fire-baked fish, which can be kept fresh. I specially follow the instructions Not spicy for your taste."

"It sounds delicious."

Chen Yuan took the lunch box with both hands and accepted the specialties.

"This is great for food." Xia Xinyu said jokingly, "If we run out of money again in the future, we can use this as food rations."

"Can you say something nice? I don't have any money anymore..."

"Hehe, what is that in your hand? Reading in English?" Xia Xinyu noticed the manuscript in Chen Yuan's hand.

"Shirley Liu asked me to try to apply for an English reading column at a radio station..."

"What a coincidence, our English teacher's name is Ellie Chen."

"The English teachers are all from Li's generation, so it's not surprising."

"Then can you read?"

"Roughly the same."

Hearing this, as if she had discovered something strange, Xia Xinyu actively demanded: "I want to listen, I want to listen!"

"..."

so cute.

No, what Chen Yuan meant was that Xia Xinyu's whole temperament seemed to have changed since the burden of her parents was relieved.

In the past, it gave people a quiet and pitiful feeling.

Now, the tense nerves have finally relaxed.

Good thing.

"No, let's do it tomorrow morning...I haven't finished practicing yet." Chen Yuan moved the manuscript away and refused Xia Xinyu's request, not wanting to make a fool of himself today.

Let’s talk about it after practice tomorrow morning.

"Well, okay then." Xia Xinyu tucked her hair behind her ears and said, "I'll see you tomorrow morning. I'll go to bed after taking a shower."

"OK, good night."

"Good night."

In this way, Xia Xinyu returned to her home where she had charged the electricity bill.

And Chen Yuan, not caring about tomorrow... stretched his hips in front of the teacher from the broadcast department, lay on the bed, and read this manuscript until eleven o'clock...

With his eyelids drooping, he gradually fell asleep.

Then, he entered the dreamland and regained consciousness.

He sat in the back row of the classroom. The people around him were blurry and his faces could not be seen clearly, but judging from the words written on the school uniform, it seemed that he was from a certain junior high school.

And he still holds the English manuscript in his hand?

Wait...is this?

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan lowered his head and looked at his clothes. They were short-sleeved shorts that he wore before going to bed.

He began to try to remember.

Then he was surprised to find that he was wearing the same clothes when he entered the dreamland before.

In other words, I traveled through the dream as a whole.

And before going to bed, because I had the English manuscript in my hand, I followed it into my dream.

Turtle, this is the strength of super son!

So, will we be able to meet the twin-tailed heart treasure from junior high school later?

Just as Chen Yuan was thinking this, the classroom door was opened.

A girl was led into the classroom by a boy.

"Hello everyone, I am the newly transferred Zhou Fu. I hope to become friends with you all..."