There was a dead silence, looking at each other, and then there was silence.

The hundreds of people who don’t know how to speak in English are not incapable of memorizing the texts, but they all know that Zhou Zhenxing is too strict, and stands up almost self-defeating.

He is a publicly-sponsored international student who has a solid foundation and an astonishingly high level of English, so he is embarrassed by his general level.

Pu Ciqiu wanted to stand up, but finally sat back, not afraid of being laughed at, but worried that he would stand up and recite the pressure on Ye Tianlong.

"What? No one stood up?"

Zhou Zhenxing's eyes became sharp: "I want to see your courage more than your not too high level."

"Are you worried that I will judge you for nothing, so you don't even have the blood of young people?"

Zhou Zhenxing exudes a sense of righteousness: "You don't even have the courage to let go of a battle, how can you carry your own life responsibility in the future?"

"Ms. Zhou, I am coming."

At this moment, Ling Ruxin gritted his teeth and stood up, with a hint of redness on her pretty face and a hint of pride, and then a series of English words came out:

"It’ll—be—the—the—ballot—or—it’ll—be—the—bullet."

"It’ll—be—liberty—or—it’ll—be—death."

"And—if—you’re—not—ready—to—pay......"

"That—price—don’t—use—the—word—freedom—in—your—vocabulary."

Ling Ruxin carried it on her back for five minutes, and when she was about to go on, Zhou Zhenxing smiled and gently waved her to sit down:

"Is it votes or bullets. Is it freedom or death. If you are not ready to pay the price, then please stop talking about freedom."

"Student Ling's recitation today is very good, except for a few grammatical errors, there is nothing wrong with the pronunciation, and the spoken language is fluent."

Zhou Zhenxing gave a score: "You have passed the graduation exam, seventy points."

Ling Ruxin screamed happily, "Thank you, Teacher Zhou."

The girl with bangs gave a hug: "Ruxin, you are great."

The other boys were also happy: "School flowers are school flowers. Not only are they beautiful, they are also good at reading."

At this moment, the girl with bangs seemed to think of something and turned to look at Ye Tianlong with a sneer:

"Ye Tianlong, Saints University pays attention to strength. If you want to pass the exam, you must show strength like Ruxin."

"Do you think you can pass by flattering Teacher Zhou? You are too naive."

The girl with bangs sneered unceremoniously: "It's so good, you can stand up and recite an article, or have a conversation with Teacher Zhou."

"Lulu, don't irritate him. How can a person who hasn't even passed the fourth grade in the exam for four years recite a text?"

"That is, when you open an English book to him, you may not be able to read it."

"He should be aware of this, so he raped and flattered Teacher Zhou."

When Ling Ruxin and his gang hit Ye Tianlong, Pu Ciqiu's pretty face became gloomy, and it was a bit unhappy that they said that Ye Tianlong.

"Autumn goddess, leave him quickly, otherwise stupidity will be contagious."

"At that time, he will even make you unable to pass the exam. It will be too late for you to regret it.

The other students also took the opportunity to booze and advised Piao Ciqiu to stay away from the waste wood of Ye Tianlong.

Just when Pu Ciqiu frowned and wanted to stand up and say something, Ye Tianlong smiled noncommittal, then dropped the book and stood up:

"Permit—your—servant—Liang, to—observe—the—late—sovereign—was—taken—from—us—while—his—life\'s—work."

"The—restoration—of—the—Han……"

A series of English bursts out of Ye Tianlong's mouth, not only stunned the bangs girls, but even the strict Zhou Zhenxing is also unbelievable.

It's not the first time Ye Tianlong has risen to answer questions, but every time he sits down with blushing face and ridicule, he can't even open a book and read aloud well.

So in the eyes of Ling Ruxin and others, let alone Ye Tianlong's endorsement, even if he was qualified to read a text, he would not be able to pass.

However, he didn't expect that Ye Tianlong was just like opening his mouth now, with a series of English phrases coming out, and the words were round and clear.

Moreover, his pronunciation is definitely not a standard London accent.

Just listening to the voice will definitely mislead him to recognize the authentic British!

Oh my God, how did he learn English!

Ling Ruxin struggled to squeeze out: "This...this...how is this possible?"

The girl with bangs also stared at Ye Tianlong, wondering if it was played on a mobile phone, but the sound was clearly coming from Ye Tianlong's mouth.

She didn't understand why Ye Tianlong could speak English, and then Liu frowned: "What is he reading?"

Ling Ruxin and the others shook their heads. They didn't know what Ye Tianlong was carrying. Their English level was good, but Ye Tianlong's English phrases were a bit remote.

Pu Ciqiu was startled at first, and then became happy for Ye Tianlong. She looked at the man with a flying spirit, and her eyes had a gleam of light.

"Is he messing back?"

"Yes, do you take some words to repeat and say that you are very good?"

While Ye Tianlong continued to spit out the phrases, Liu Hai girl and other women were talking in low voices, Zhou Zhenxing heard a sharp shout:

"To shut up."

The audience was full of Xiao Jing, and it was the first time that Zhou Zhenxing was so angry.

Zhou Zhenxing didn't care about other people's eyes, his expression was fierce, and he slowly approached Ye Tianlong while holding the textbook, with undisguised appreciation in his eyes.

"I—now—depart—on—a—distantcampaign."

"Blinded—by—my—tears—falling—on—this—petition."

With the fall of these last few sentences, some students finally reacted and screamed:

"Teacher table, trainer table, this is the trainer table."

"Oh my God, he translated "Teacher List" in English."

"That's ancient Chinese, how can he translate so coquettishly, so well, so accurately?"

A few students with good English could not stop shouting, and stood up excitedly:

"It was the first time I heard the live version of the teacher's list, so I was shocked."

The audience was shocked again when they heard "Appearance of Teachers". They tried to make a pair of "Appearance of Teachers" and found that it was indeed an eternal article.

Ye Tianlong's voice was full of passion and righteousness, and he fell with the phrase, and then turned into a soft bass, sublimated.

The resonant depression, the pleasing voice, the sad loneliness, the ups and downs, but release the high tide.

Every word is heard.

The audience was quiet, listening with ears pricked up, as if listening to an ancient lecture.

Zhou Zhenxing also stopped, the whole person indulged in Ye Tianlong's recitation, and a touch of sadness that even he did not know appeared in his eyes.

He seemed to think of Zhuge Liang, who had worked hard, he seemed to think of his ideals, and he seemed to think of his unfulfilled aspirations...

Even Ling Ruxin, who was the most dismissive, realized that they had lost consciousness for a few seconds, and then they looked stunned.

Ye Tianlong, when did he become so powerful? Not only can you speak English at the master level, but can also translate the eternal article "School List"?

This is incredible and shocking.

Zhou Zhenxing finally walked in front of Ye Tianlong, his eyes were surprised with appreciation, he did not expect that Ye Tianlong would be so amazing.

"I—write—I—know—not—what."

Ye Tianlong dropped the last word, then looked at Zhou Zhenxing in front of him and smiled: "Teacher, how many points do you recite?"

"Full score!"