Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 27: Are you not satisfied with your studies? Do you still want to continue studying?
"Brother Yang, what are phonetic symbols?"

After spending a few days with Yang Chaoyue, Jiang Yang has become accustomed to him occasionally speaking a few words of Yancheng dialect.

Jiang Yang himself had learned a lot and knew that the "shèn ne" Yang Chaoyue said meant "what".

It can be seen that Yang Chaoyue must have forgotten all the phonetic symbols.

It just so happened that he had almost forgotten it.

The college entrance examination English test requires listening, and sense of language is very important. Now when I open the English textbook, I find that I hardly recognize any of the densely packed words on it.

Let him learn it on his own, he won't be able to learn it even if you kill him.

Fortunately, there is the Xiaohua cultivation system.

"Phonetic symbols are the foundation of English pronunciation. Mastering them can help you pronounce each phoneme correctly, so you can read words accurately. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything at all. I just know I'm sleepy and need a nap."

Yang Chaoyue tightened his neck, stood up and walked to lie on his side.

She didn't dare touch the books Jiang Yang gave her.

I recall the score of 30 in the first English monthly exam in the third year of junior high school.

The dead memories suddenly revived.

When I joined the company, I wasn't told that I had to take high school courses.

This boss must be sick!
Teach her to speak Mandarin so she can understand.

But what's the point of teaching her high school courses?
Do I still need to take the college entrance examination?

Interviews and auditions for extras clearly don’t look at academic qualifications.

"Come back and sit down." Jiang Yang said lightly.

Yang Chaoyue's neck stiffened, and he sat back down obediently. He saw Jiang Yang spread out an A4 paper on the coffee table and wrote down the phonetic symbols he had searched on his phone, stroke by stroke:
"Chao Yue, if you had a bachelor's degree when you first came to Shanghai to look for a job, would you still be a waitress in a restaurant or a female worker in a textile factory?"

"I……"

Yang Chaoyue was a little dazed, as if recalling some bad memories. He lowered his head slightly, his fingers clenching the corner of his clothes.

She didn't think she would become a factory girl at first.

But without academic qualifications and professional skills, I can only do these.

She didn't even have the qualifications to interview at those large enterprises, state-owned enterprises, and foreign-funded enterprises.

In the end, I could only work as a factory girl.

In the first month, I really wanted to go back to school, but my family couldn’t afford it.

Even if I get into university, I can't afford the tuition.

After working as a factory girl for a few months, I gradually became numb.

There is the endless hum of machines, the endless smell of engine oil, the endless pedaling of sewing machines, and the invisible future.

"Yang Chaoyue, do you want to go to college?" Jiang Yang stopped writing and filled the A4 paper with 48 phonetic symbols, with vowels and consonants arranged separately.

"I... want to!" Jiang Yang's words suddenly brought Yang Chaoyue back to his senses.

"why?"

"Because I really want to live on a university campus, it would be easier to find a job if I have a bachelor's degree."

"anything else?"

"I'm going to be a college student. My dad will be proud of me!"

What I was waiting for was Yang Chaoyue's words.

Her father is her weak spot, and Jiang Yang seized this opportunity.

"Artists also care about academic qualifications. If I make you famous in the future, many people will dig up your dark history, scolding you for being a factory girl and asking how you could be so famous. They will also scold you for not even having a bachelor's degree and asking how you could be a star. These things may become negative information about you."

"But if people find out that even though you're a factory girl, you still study hard and get into university through your own efforts, they won't have anything to say and it will seem very inspiring."

Jiang Yang patiently coaxed him, "Yang Chaoyue, you don't want your father back home in Yancheng to see a bunch of people online scolding you for your low education after you become famous, right?"

Yang Chaoyue's throat moved.

Looking down at the textbooks beside the coffee table, he suddenly seemed to realize something: "Brother Yang, have you considered what will happen after I become famous?"

"What else can I do? You're the only artist in my company right now. If I don't consider you, who else should I consider?"

"But I haven't even finished high school. Can I take the college entrance exam?"

"There are three types of entrance exams for adult education: high school to undergraduate, high school to junior college, and junior college to undergraduate. Some provinces also allow candidates who have graduated from junior high school for three years and have obtained an equivalent academic certificate to take the general college entrance exam. These are all opportunities for you."

What is a high school to undergraduate program? What is a high school to vocational school program?
Yang Chaoyue didn't understand.

But there is hope.

You have the opportunity to become the college student you envy!
The most important thing is that Jiang Yang is willing to train her and teach her.

Jiang Yang tapped the paper with the Montblanc pen in his hand. "Do you want to learn? It depends on the fact that you are an employee of my company. I will charge for teaching others. The starting price is 100 yuan per lesson."

"study!"

One class costs 100 yuan, and Brother Yang teaches her for free, which is equivalent to taking one class and earning 100 yuan for free.

"Okay, let's learn the phonetic symbols first." Finally, Yang Chaoyue was persuaded to learn.

As for whether Yang Chaoyue can really get into university in the future, that is a matter for the future.

The most urgent thing is to learn the phonetic symbols first.

That's right.

Jiang Yang himself had forgotten all the phonetic symbols and only remembered a few long vowels.

As for short vowels, voiceless consonants, and those semi-vowels and lateral sounds, I have completely forgotten them. I don’t know how many brain cells it will take to learn them.

So I have to learn the attributes from Yang Chaoyue so that I can learn it instantly.

Jiang Yang held the pen, pointing the tip at the first long vowel: "Read it with me, ɑ:."

"Ah." Yang Chaoyue read it rather awkwardly.

"It's not 'a', it's 'ɑ:', which is 'ka' in Chinese. In the word 'car', 'ar' is pronounced as 'ɑ:'. Read it again, 'ɑ:'——" Jiang Yang's Adam's apple slid up and down with the drawn-out syllables.

"Ka, did you read it correctly?"

Yang Chaoyue said in a serious manner.

[Under your care, Yang Chaoyue's English pronunciation ability has improved. Your pronunciation ability is +1.]

Successfully obtained the attribute!
It works!

There is hope for the college entrance examination.

Jiang Yang looked at the other phonetic symbols he had written on the A4 paper.

Whether it is vowels or consonants, I have a clear concept in my mind about how to pronounce these phonetic symbols.

Jiang Yang demonstrated it again: "Learn from me. When pronouncing it, open your mouth wide, lower and retract your tongue, keep the tip of your tongue away from your lower teeth, and slightly round your lips. ɑ:!"

"Hey, Brother Yang, your pronunciation this time seems a little different from before." Yang Chaoyue could clearly hear that Jiang Yang's pronunciation this time seemed more skillful.

There's a feeling I can't describe.

Jiang Yang paused his pen and said, "Don't worry about how I read it before. Just read it according to what I'm teaching now."

"Crack!"

"Okay, this phonetic symbol is passed, now let's learn the next one."

"Okay."

The purpose of letting Yang Chaoyue learn phonetic symbols was simply to improve Jiang Yang's own phonetic symbol ability.

It’s enough for Yang Chaoyue to learn enough, and Jiang Yang certainly won’t spend too much energy on it.

Just let Yang Chaoyue learn to spell, there is no need to speak it too standardly.

4 hours of time.

Jiang Yang taught Yang Chaoyue to read all 48 phonetic symbols.

During this period, I also got an attribute that improves the ability to read phonetic symbols.

Of course, Yang Chaoyue's reading was still not standard, it could only be said that he could recognize it.

Jiang Yang started reading the phonetic symbols himself, and now his intonation is as fluent as that of a foreign teacher.

"Just learn the phonetic symbols enough, and then study vocabulary in the evening. get out of class dismissed!"

"School is over, school is over."

Yang Chao jumped up and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water.

My throat is dry from reading the phonetic symbols.

Jiang Yang didn't let her drink water, and she didn't dare to say anything.

The feeling of learning is, of course, painful, but also fulfilling.

After gulping down a cup of warm water, Yang Chaoyue turned around and looked at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang was lowering his head, sorting out other teaching materials, flipping through them one by one, and writing something on an A4 paper.

The sun sets little by little.

The sun shines into the living room through the sliding glass door of the balcony.

Dusk seeped through the gauze curtains, leaving diagonal lines on the floor tiles.

The golden light seemed to give Jiang Yang a golden edge.

There was a slight sound as the pen tip touched the paper.

On the day of the interview, Jiang Yang wore a suit and combed his hair back, looking extremely mature and having the stern look of an interviewer.

At this moment, Jiang Yang was sitting in a recliner with his legs crossed, taking notes seriously. He looked even more focused than when her homeroom teacher was writing lesson plans during self-study class when she was in school.

It was as if the coffee table had turned into a podium, and she was a student sitting in the classroom in school uniform.

The blue and white stripes on her school uniform are like clouds that she can never touch now, and also her youth that is passing away on campus.

Jiang Yang twirled his pen, and the cap reflected a golden light. He tilted his head and saw Yang Chaoyue looking at him. "Chaoyue, what are you looking at? Are you not satisfied with your studies? Do you want to continue learning?"

(End of this chapter)