Chapter 7: You're Sick with Your Brain, Are You?

Shen Mojun was shocked!

With a skillful tone, and a very pure American pronunciation, Shen Mojun found that she, who has always been strict and picky, couldn't find anything wrong with the other party at this moment.

She couldn't be dreaming, was she?

Looking at the wonderful expression on Shen Mojun's face, Chen Qingyang smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Shen to like this poem, I remember that this seems to be a poem written by an English poet, right?" ”

These two sentences translated from English to Chinese are: I am the master of my destiny, I am the commander of my soul, and the title of this poem is "Unconquerable".

Unconquerable, this aroused Chen Qingyang's interest.

"Do you know this poem?" Shen Mojun asked in slight surprise.

This poem is not particularly famous, but Chen Qingyang actually knows that it seems that he was indeed not chaotic just now.

"I've read one or two before." Chen Qingyang said.

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"Have you ever studied abroad?" Shen Mojun's tone was no longer as cold as before, and his eyes were also curious to look at the young man in his early twenties.

"No, but I did spend two years abroad and learned English by the way." Chen Qingyang said.

"Impossible, with your level of speaking, it is absolutely impossible to achieve without a long period of professional training." Shen Mojun shook his head and said, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

With just one sentence of English, Shen Mojun is sure that Chen Qingyang's English speaking level is extremely powerful, and even not weaker than her at all, you must know that Shen Mojun has learned English since she was a child, and in order to practice fluent and pure American English, she has visited many famous teachers, and has paid a lot of hard sweat for this.

Shen Mojun naturally didn't believe Chen Qingyang's ridiculous reason.

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it." Chen Qingyang shrugged and said.

He really didn't lie to Shen Mojun, when he was on a mission abroad, he couldn't contact many members of the big families and nobles, and with Chen Qingyang's perverted learning ability, two years was enough for him to practice fluent and pure English.

Shen Mojun frowned slightly, she didn't seem to be lying when she looked at Chen Qingyang, and then she glanced at the information on the computer again.

"Since you are a special student in English, why don't you choose a foreign language major and enter an unpopular archaeology major?" Shen Mojun asked puzzled.

Obviously, at this moment, Shen Mojun already believed that Chen Qingyang was an English special student.

"Because the beauties of the foreign language college are not enough to attract me!" Chen Qingyang said as a matter of course.

Shen Mojun's face was stunned, and he didn't react to Chen Qingyang's strange reason for a while.

As we all know, the School of Foreign Languages of Fuhai University is famous for its many beauties, and five of the top ten school girls in the entire school are from the School of Foreign Languages.

And Chen Qingyang's archaeology major, since Fuhai University opened this major for so many years, only two female students have been recruited, and it is a well-deserved monk major.

However, it is said that this year, Fuhai University has recruited a third female student to apply for this major.

"Then there are beautiful women in the archaeology major who attract you?" Shen Mojun said speechlessly, a little disappointed in his heart, an excellent English special student like Chen Qingyang, if he didn't enter the English department where she taught, it would definitely be a waste of talent.

"Absolutely." Chen Qingyang said, and the moving photo of the girl couldn't help but appear in his mind.

She should have come to the school to report today!

"Chen Qingyang, the teacher thinks that you should think about your future, don't bury your talent, with your English level, you will definitely be able to shine in Fuhai University in the future, the archaeology major is really not suitable for you, and there are a lot of beauties in the School of Foreign Languages." Shen Mojun said earnestly, she really couldn't bear to let such an excellent student be delayed by herself.

Who knew that Chen Qingyang shook his head and said, "I just like the beauty of the archaeology major, and I don't like anything else." ”

Shen Mojun looked at Chen Qingyang's serious face, and was a little speechless for a while.

"Even so, it doesn't conflict with you entering a foreign language college, right? The school does not prohibit students from different colleges from falling in love. Shen Mojun still didn't give up and said, obviously she was also thirsty for talent.

"Teacher, you don't have to persuade me, I've already decided to enter the archaeology major." Chen Qingyang refused with a smile.

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Shen Mojun's chest rose and fell angrily, how could there be such a strange stunned young man in this world?

"In that case, what are you doing this time with the teacher?" Shen Mojun's tone at this time obviously became indifferent.

Chen Qingyang looked at Shen Mojun playfully again, and said after a while: "I just want to see what my fiancée looks like." ”

"Fiancée? Who is your fiancée? Shen Mojun was confused by Chen Qingyang, and asked with a puzzled face.

"Teacher, you are my fiancée." Chen Qingyang said with a smile.

"Smack!"

Shen Mojun slapped the table with a bang, and suddenly frowned, his phoenix eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "Classmate Chen, you have nothing wrong with your brain, right?" ”