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Besides chemistry and English, Lin Qingyin basically kept up with the progress in other subjects, even if she also attended chemistry supplementary lessons for the first year of high school. Lin Qingyin’s strong learning ability made the chemistry teacher look at her with admiration. In the beginning, he still had some perfunctory thoughts. After two days of teaching Lin Qingyin, he changed his mind.

There was nothing more refreshing than giving Lin Qingyin a makeup lesson. This kind of student who can understand everything at once made him comfortable all over his body. He felt a great sense of achievement.

When Li Yanyu saw that Lin Qingyin had progressed in all subjects except in English, he suddenly felt a little bit sour.

Can’t you pay more attention to English? I will not ask you to pay a tuition fee even if you ask me to make up lessons!

Perhaps Li Yanyu’s resentment was too strong. After several English classes, Lin Qingyin couldn’t sit still. She called Jiang Wei after the class was over: “I remember you told me to go to Xindongfang to learn English. What happened? Why we haven’t made an appointment yet?”

In fact, Lin Qingyin has been looking forward to going to Xindongfanf College for a long time. This was the first place she yearns for when she came in here. She was as excited as when she first tasted a delicious meal.

Now the three meals at home per day were quite good. Although her father was not as good as the chef outside, he was a better cook than her mother, who likes to make salty noddles soup.

But still, Lin Qingyin has always dreamed of Xindongfang College. Especially, that Cantonese cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Sichuan cuisine… Lin Qingyin thought that learning how to cook was more useful than learning English. The former allows her to enjoy delicious food, and the latter, she still doesn’t know what the use of learning English.

She doesn’t plan to go abroad to do fortune-telling!

However, she can’t quite understand why the students who learn English should be in the same place as those who learn to cook. But since she had been dreaming to be in Xindongfang College, she didn’t care about such details.

After receiving Lin Qingyin’s call, Jiang Wei hurriedly went to the branch school of Xindongfang in Qi City. After careful consideration, he finally settled on a one-on-one English teacher and made an appointment for Sunday class.

When Lin Qingyin woke up early on Sunday morning, Lin Qingyin always felt a little bored. She habitually gave herself divination, which always ended up not very smooth.

Healers don’t heal themselves, and so the fortune-tellers. Matters related to oneself usually cannot be calculated. They usually rely on intuition. Lin Qingyin who can detect good and bad was rare in this world.

Although she had calculated that going out this time will not go well, she didn’t feel uneasy. Instead, Lin Qingyin still went out according to the original plan and was led by Jiang Wei into Xindongfang College.

Looking at the bright classrooms and the endless English voices, the doubt in Lin Qingyin’s heart became heavier. Seeing that she was about to reach the last classroom, Lin Qingyin fiercely grabbed Jiang Wei’s arm and said: “Can you take me to the cooking classroom first? I haven’t eaten breakfast yet!”

Jiang Wei: “???”