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"Prefixes change the meaning of words, and suffixes change the part of speech."

"This is the key point of this lesson and future vocabulary lessons. You must remember it. You can't forget it even if you forget your partner's name."

"Why do we need to learn prefixes and suffixes? Because during exams, we not only need to get the questions we know right, but also the questions we don't know right!"

"Our goal is not to memorize one word, but to memorize one word and then know a whole string of words."

The 45-minute class flew by, and the students were still somewhat reluctant to leave.

"Ms. Lin," a female student standing in the front row raised her hand, "will vocabulary lessons from now on be taught according to prefixes and suffixes?"

Lin knew what she really wanted to ask, and replied with a smile, "Of course, I have already compiled all the TOEFL vocabulary, and I will guide everyone in learning it from now on."

"Thank you, teacher."

The female student thanked her politely, then excused herself to go to the restroom, grabbed her wallet, and ran out.

Lin Ting answered a few more questions from her classmates, then shook her little hands, which were covered in chalk dust, and went to find her mother.

"Mom, did I do a good job?" Lin Ting leaned close to her mother and asked expectantly.

Actually, she was only nervous for two minutes at the very beginning of class, and then... she forgot that her mother was also in the classroom.

Lin's mother smiled with relief and took out a handkerchief to wipe the chalk dust off her hands.

She said softly, "I used to think you weren't suited to be a teacher, but now it seems you're quite capable."

That's for sure.

Lin Ting chuckled: "Actually, I've said it to myself in front of the mirror many times."

"Well, overall it's not bad," Lin's mother said, "but there are a few details you should pay attention to..."

As she spoke, Lin's mother opened her notebook, which contained detailed notes on several points of knowledge that Lin had only vaguely mentioned.

"These points still need to be clarified a bit more. A vocabulary book is the foundation, and you can never go too far in scrutinizing the details of basic knowledge."

As the mother and daughter were talking, Zheng Miaoying came out.

She had wanted to greet Lin's mother earlier, but Lin's mother came straight into the classroom, and she had to give up because she was worried about affecting the class.

"Hello Aunt Lin, my name is Zheng Miaoying." Zheng Miaoying's face was a little red, and she obediently placed her hands on her lower abdomen.

When Lin's mother saw her, she smiled and said, "Hello, my daughter often talks about you with me and her father at home. She said you are her best friends. Thank you for always helping her."

Yingzi's face flushed instantly, and she hurriedly waved her little hands: "No, no, it's Tingting who's helping me."

"You're good friends, you should help each other out," Lin's mother smiled, looking at Zheng Miaoying's nervous expression. "You'll be teaching the next class, right? Are you nervous?"

Zheng Miaoying's face fell instantly. She clutched her chest and nodded vigorously.

"Come here, I have a secret to teach you."

As Lin Ma spoke, she pulled Zheng Miaoying aside.

Lin Ting: "...?"

Was her mother whispering to someone?

Her mother was whispering to someone!

Lin Ting was furtively trying to eavesdrop when someone called out to her, "Tingting."

Lin Ting turned around and saw Jiang Zong walking towards her wearing a black woolen overcoat.

The suit jacket underneath the coat was visible at the collar.

I wonder what he's doing dressed so formally so early in the morning.

Jiang Zong took a cup of milk tea out of the bag and handed it to her: "Luckily, I made it in time."

Lin Ting took the cup, took a sip, and said awkwardly, "Uh... actually, I just finished class."

Jiang Zong was stunned.

He stood there, staring intently at Lin Ting.

It seems to be asking: Why!

Lin Ting chuckled dryly and said, "Yingzi was too nervous, so I switched classes with her."

Jiang Zong did not answer.

He felt like he had missed out on a billion dollars.

He had originally planned to come with Lin Ting early this morning, but there was a contract to be signed at the chemical plant, and since Uncle Nie wasn't there, he had to go and sign the contract himself.

No one else can do this job; only he can.

Lin Ting looked at the young master, who was teetering on the edge, and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "It's okay, I still have an oral English class later."

Jiang Zong didn't want to talk.

The fact that he missed the first class doesn't change the fact that he will have eight more classes later.

This feeling is really...

"Ting'er, who is this?" Lin Ma returned, holding Zheng Miaoying's hand. When she saw Jiang Zong, she asked with a smile.

“Mom,” Lin Ting turned around and introduced, “This is my good friend, his name is Jiang Zong, he is a classmate of mine in the Economics Department of our school.”

Jiang Zong: "...?"

Jiang Zong: "...!"

mom, Mom, Mom?

Listen to Mom!

He had seen Tingting's father from afar, but he never showed up.

Tingting had even invited him to her house for dinner, but there hadn't been a suitable opportunity.

He had imagined countless times how he would react after meeting Tingting's parents, but none of those scenarios matched the scene before him.

Almost instinctively, Jiang Zong straightened his collar and bowed to Aunt Lin: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Jiang Zong!"

Lin's mother: "...?"

Lin's mother knew who Jiang Zong was as soon as she heard his name—the boy who always took grammar class with her daughter, as mentioned by Lao Liang.

She initially wondered if the two children were dating, but later Lao Liang said they were just good friends and never whispered to each other during class.

Lin's mother didn't care about the gender of her daughter's friends; she was just taken aback by the formal bow.

This young man... is quite polite.

"Okay, okay, hello, hello." Lin Ma was unusually flustered and quickly helped Jiang Zong up.

Jiang Zong panicked a little.

Will my aunt have a bad impression of him?

Will you forbid me from being friends with him?

Don't you think he's too dull?

The more I thought about it, the more nervous I became, and the more nervous I became, the less I could speak.

Lin Ma didn't notice that Jiang Zong was nervous.

After all, it would be difficult for most people to figure out what Jiang Zong is thinking even after spending half a year with him, let alone Lin Ma, who was meeting him for the first time.

Looking at the quiet and reserved Jiang Zong, Lin Ma mentally labeled him as "composed".

For boys, it's good to be more mature and composed.

“Mom, Jiang Zong is a bit introverted,” Lin Ting said, not knowing why, but just wanting to explain for Jiang Zong, “He doesn’t usually like to talk much.”

Lin's mother smiled and nodded, then said to Jiang Zong, "Then you and Tingting play. Come over for dinner sometime."

“Okay,” Jiang Zong nodded immediately, “Thank you, Auntie. I will definitely visit you in the future.”

"You're welcome."

Lin's mother turned to Lin Ting and said, "You and Xiao Jiang go and rest. I'll stay with Miao Ying for a while."

Before leaving, Jiang Zong didn't forget to say to Lin Ma, "Auntie, you're busy, just call me anytime if you need anything."

"it is good."

Watching them walk away, Lin's mother said with some surprise, "I heard from my son that Xiao Jiang is introverted and doesn't like to talk, but I think this child is quite talkative."

Zheng Miaoying blinked but didn't reply.

What could she say?

Does that mean Jiang Zong's five minutes of speech already covered the entire week's worth of words he would use to speak to outsiders?