Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 209 That Doctor Killer 22

Ji Yanli proved his determination with his actions.

He wants to be an international student.

This decision shocked the entire Green Lantern Festival.

Everyone agreed to become illiterate together, but he ended up becoming an international student?

Because of this matter, the members of the Green Lantern Society have been looking worried lately.

The first one is English.

Ji Yanli spent a lot of money to hire a foreign teacher, but he dismissed him in less than half a day.

He honestly found a local English teacher.

He studies vocabulary every day, forgetting as he goes, and even studying while sleeping.

Ji Yanli has figured out many things he couldn't understand before, no wonder he wants to study.

After this period of time, Ji Yanli realized that his previous failures were not due to a lack of ability, but rather because of a problem with his intelligence.

"So, how did you memorize vocabulary before?"

Ji Yanli was very happy that he and she finally had something in common, even though this topic had been delayed for several years.

Song Xianyin looked at him in confusion: "You don't need to memorize it. You'll remember it after reading it once or twice, won't you?"

"Don't just memorize words; you need to integrate them into sentences..."

Ji Yanli automatically ignored Song Xianyin's words.

He shouldn't have asked her, because she simply didn't understand someone as basic as him.

He tried her method, but he couldn't understand nine out of ten words, so it was completely ineffective.

She certainly couldn't imagine that feeling.

Li Dazhuang was also caught up in Ji Yanli's scheme.

But he didn't want to learn those foreign things; he wanted to study literature and become a writer.

He would try to write articles like those famous writers every day, but Ding Li only read them once and never read them again.

Li Dazhuang glanced at Ji Yanli, who was engrossed in children's English literature, and mocked him, "Boss, don't read this kind of thing. It's for kids."

It would be so embarrassing to tell anyone.

He took out several modern works of local literature and said, "These are the things we should be reading. People in that era were so pitiful. Every time I read them, I feel so sad."

Ji Yanli ignored him.

Li Dazhuang was still explaining the plot to Ji Yanli: "Boss, this man's family just started out..."

"Stop bothering me, I want to read," Ji Yanli said impatiently.

Li Dazhuang's eyes widened: "Boss, if you want to read real literature, do you even know what kind of literature this is?"

Ji Yanli frowned deeply: "I'm reading children's literature."

Is children's literature not real literature?

Li Dazhuang thought that Ji Yanli had ruined his brain by reading too much, since he didn't read books from his own country but instead read books from other countries.

Ji Yanli was so annoyed by him that he said, "I don't want to see how they describe a woman's arms, breasts, and buttocks."

Li Dazhuang was speechless after Ji Yanli's words: "Boss, you're being too rough. How can a scholar speak so directly?"

He remained silent for a long time, then sighed: "But those are just superficial things. Why do you have to focus on those things, boss?"

"There are many other things worth paying attention to: nostalgia, the feelings between villagers, the feelings between brothers, and the feelings between mothers and children, fathers and sons, and husbands and wives."

As Li Dazhuang spoke, his eyes reddened again.

Ji Yanli truly believed that Li Dazhuang had taken it to heart.

But he really couldn't accept it, and even said that his speech was rough, but the books he read were much rougher.

When Ji Yanli got tired of studying, he asked Song Xianyin to reward him.

The reward is to stab him with a knife.

Song Xianyin refused, and Ji Yanli also refused.

"Why didn't you stab me anymore?" he didn't understand.

Song Xianyin had a headache: "If I stab you and you don't hate me, why would I stab you?"

After stabbing him, she still had to comfort him, then bandage him up, then apply medicine to his wound, and then comfort him again that it wouldn't leave a scar. There were so many things to do.

Ji Yanli thought for a while, then suddenly cleared his throat.

“‘I hate you!’ I said, I already have a hundred reasons to hate you, but I only want to—”

Song Xianyin was looking at the medical records on the computer attentively. She was always so serious, so serious that she could live well without him at all.

Ji Yanli sat on the ground, looking at the materials he had to memorize today.

He looked at Song Xianyin with some anticipation: "Have you seen 'Fingersmith'? My teacher recommended it to me last month, but I didn't really understand it."

Song Xianyin looked up from the computer and glanced at him blankly: "What?"

Ji Yanli sighed: "Never mind, you can continue reading. I won't disturb your work."

Why do I have to work even when I'm on vacation? Isn't that the same as not having a vacation at all?

Ji Yanli was somewhat absent-minded throughout the morning.

That shouldn't be the case. He saw that book in the study last time, how could he not have read it?

Was she politely declining?

Ji Yanli was unwilling to accept this fact.

The study was extremely quiet. Song Xianyin would occasionally make a phone call to someone at the hospital; otherwise, the only sound was the tapping of her keyboard.

The sky outside was overcast, and the rain kept falling.

Dead rain! What's with all this rain?!

Ji Yanli left dejectedly, holding his own documents.

"No, those sentences are fine in books and movies, but don't you find it strange if I say them out loud?"

Song Xianyin's slightly amused voice came from behind.

Ji Yanli was stunned for a moment. He looked at her and froze.

He suddenly felt a little lost.

"Oh, that's how it is."

He sat back down in his seat and studied, listening to the sound of her keyboard.

Even the sound of the rain outside became beautiful.

"I'm not going to treat you like a sister anymore, so you shouldn't treat me like a sister either."

Ji Yanli's voice lowered: "My gender identity disorder is cured."

Song Xianyin laughed out loud: "So fast?"

Ji Yanli raised an eyebrow: "Yes, the doctor said I've fully recovered."

Song Xianyin has already achieved the position she desired in the hospital.

After reaching this position, she felt that everything around her was going smoothly.

All the previous rumors, the subtle comparisons and criticisms, and the doubts about her abilities have disappeared.

If anyone questions her, everyone around her will explain for her, so she doesn't even need to say a word.

Those who lectured her and pressured her to get married disappeared. Indeed, worldly success brings freedom.

Many things have changed; Ji Yanli has changed, yet it seems he hasn't.

“Whoever reads more books, I’ll read them too,” Ji Yanli asked her.

"Medical books."

"Then I won't watch it." Ji Yanli said decisively.

Can't see a bit.

He doesn't even want to watch online medical courses; he gets sleepy as soon as he starts.

"What about the other books, those that aren't in your field?" Ji Yanli persisted.

Song Xianyin glanced at him helplessly: "I really don't read much. I read it and then forget it. I read comic books the most."

She only rereads comics.

"Oh, then I'll read comics too."

He hummed, pretending to be casual, "I just love you, I wanted to say it. But I didn't."

The tune is a mess, but the listeners don't seem to mind.