??Chapter 19: Chapter 19: She’s like an Angel_1
Chapter 19: Chapter 19: She’s like an Angel_1
On the 7th, everyone stayed in and rested for the day, because school started the next day.
Preparatory courses also divide students by major. Wang Ye planned to study business managent, and Liu Xiaojie was in computer science, so they were not in the sa preparatory class.
Speaking of the business managent major, it was chosen rather blindly…
Business managent, sounds very upscale. Surely one could beco an executive in a big company after graduation…
That was what Wang Ye and his family thought when they chose the major.
Of course, Wang Ye who has lived more than one life, now understands that this major is nothing but a gimmick!
Whether dostically or abroad, undergraduate business managent students not only can’t beco corporate executives after graduation, but they may even have a hard ti finding jobs.
You’re not an MBA from an Ivy League school, so there’s no comparison at all.
However, Wang Ye didn’t try to change his major with the school. With his language proficiency, it would be very easy to switch majors. He’d just need to write an application to the Foreign Affairs Office, which would be quite simple.
That’s because Wang Ye understands that for him right now, what major he’s studying, really doesn’t matter!
He doesn’t need to rely on professional knowledge to find a job. Studying business managent is relatively better, as there is less professional knowledge required, it’s simpler, and the departnt isn’t very strict, so exams are easier to pass.
Then, he would have more personal ti to do other things.
Wang Ye was looking forward to the start of classes tomorrow.
Naturally, he wasn’t looking forward to the study content, as that’s sothing he didn’t need to learn about.
With his current proficiency in Russian, there would be no problem going directly to first-year professional classes.
What Wang Ye looked forward to was the teacher who would teach them Russian…
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January 8th, the beginning of school.
They woke up early, ate breakfast, and everyone went towards the teaching building together.
The preparatory course building is also in the dormitory area. It is actually a transford dormitory #4, which is very close to the #6 building where Wang Ye and the others lived.
You reach it just by walking through a small grove in the dormitory area.
The preparatory building was bustling, filled with international students from various countries. There were more Asian faces and black people.
If talking strictly about the country with the most international students, then China would definitely have the most…
As soon as they entered the first floor lobby, a surge of warmth and noise ca over them.
Various languages were all mixed together, causing one to feel dizzy. Many of these languages had never been heard before.
According to the experiences relayed by Zhou Yuan, Wang Ye and the others lined up and ca to a place on one side of the hall, where they could leave their coats.
In Moscow, there is such a place in almost all buildings’ first floor halls, used for storing your coats.
Due to the low outdoor temperature, Everyone would wear thick clothes such as down jackets. However, after entering the building, the heat was too intense, causing the temperature to soar, making it impossible to continue wearing thick coats. It was also inconvenient to take off the coat and carry it around yourself.
Therefore, a place for storing coats beca a necessity.
They took off their heavy down jackets and put them on the wooden counter. The old lady behind the counter handed them a small iron badge with a number, then put their coats in a small compartnt behind her.
When you want to leave, you just co here, hand over the small iron badge, and your coat will be returned.
After storing their clothes, following the pointers on the first-floor signboard, everyone found their own classes.
Wang Ye and Liu Xiaojie were not in the sa class. Their classroom was room 304 on the third floor.
After arriving at the classroom, several classmates were already seated. Seeing Wang Ye co in, everyone nodded in greeting.
Wang Ye also responded with a smile.
The preparatory classes were small. This class only had six students. Besides him, they were all international students from other countries.
There were two guys from Vietnam, a Korean girl, three Africans, two girls and one guy, from the African prairie, and a handso guy from Latin Arica.
Obviously, their Russian wasn’t great, so if they wanted to chat, it would be a mix of words and hand signals.
Frankly, the quality of the Africans who can study abroad isn’t typically bad; these three were French speakers.
The Korean girl seed to be interested in Wang Ye and greeted him awkwardly in Chinese.
“Hello… My na is Han Enlin. What’s your na?”
Wang Ye nodded, replying, “Wang Ye.”
This girl didn’t look like the typical Korean celebrities and appeared to be more “natural”. Wang Ye guessed she hadn’t had any plastic surgery, so he wasn’t particularly interested in her.
By contrast, one of the African girls was quite nice.
She could be considered pretty and in line with Eastern aesthetics. She wasn’t too dark, likely a mixed-race child. Mostly, her body was a bit “heart-stopping”…
Her legs were long and straight, creating a delightful silhouette full of vitality.
However, this was not the focus now, as Wang Ye wasn’t in the mood to chat up the African girl.
What he was looking forward to more was their teacher…
…
It was nearly ti for class to start, around 9:20, when the classroom door was pushed open, and a girl walked in.
Everyone looked at her in unison, and the room suddenly beca quiet.
In particular, the boys’ eyes were all firmly glued to the girl, not moving at all.
Wang Ye was not an exception…
This girl was quite tall, probably about 1.75 ters.
Her body was slim and straight. Below her ash-gray short skirt, her slender legs wrapped in stockings made her look even taller.
If talking purely about body shape, perhaps the African girl was more “explosive”.
However, the girl’s face was impeccable!
Her pale, delicate skin glowed under the lighting.
Her delicate small mouth had a hint of childish innocence, slight upward curves at the corners of her mouth, and light pink lips that shone slightly.
Her big blue eyes were clean and pure, clearly illuminating the room as they sparkled and shifted…
Her light blonde wavy long hair spread over her back.
Perhaps, this is what everyone imagined an “angel” to be!
Looking at her age, this girl seed about the sa age as Wang Ye and the others, maybe in her early twenties.
Everyone thought she was a new student, but only Wang Ye knew that this girl was their Russian teacher…
…
The handso Latin Arican guy swallowed, quickly stood up and, with a broad smile on his face, said, “Hello new student, welco.”
Obviously, he wanted to say a few more sentences to break the ice, but his Russian language proficiency didn’t allow for it!
At this mont, he was probably eager to quickly improve his Russian.
The girl smiled sweetly, walked in, and gently said to everyone, “Welco everyone, my na is Angelina. I’m your Russian teacher.”
She purposefully spoke slowly when talking, trying to ensure everyone could understand clearly.
Everyone understood what she said, and finally figured out that this girl was not a student but a teacher!
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