"Nianhua, how did you learn foreign languages?" Pei Yining rested her head on her hand and watched as Xu Nianhua flipped through dictionaries and books, strands of rebellious hair falling forward. Xu Nianhua occasionally reached up to brush them back, and that gesture, not to mention to a man, even Pei Yining found it utterly charming.
Nianhua’s seriousness was particularly alluring.
Pei Yining’s mind wandered as she thought, no wonder her overly critical brother treated Nianhua so differently.
"As long as you work hard and stay focused, you can always learn it well." Xu Nianhua’s hand clutching a pen, gliding swiftly across the paper—for someone who had once been a training teacher, understanding the best way to learn a foreign language was too simple. Those words, like indelible marks, were etched into her mind.
"You make it sound easy, but it’s not that simple to actually do it," Pei Yining sighed. Everyone desired to work hard and stay focused, yet sometimes, that alone just wasn’t enough.
"Add a good method to that, and you can master it," Xu Nianhua put down her pen. She had considered for a long time about running a training course, but with her current situation, she couldn’t run it effectively; it might be better not to run it at all.
Once her university situation stabilized, she could start it up without ending halfway through.
"Where can you find such a good method?"
Pei Yining pouted. Everyone wanted a good method, but even with one, it still required relentless effort and perseverance.
It’s not hard to persist for a day or two; the hard part is to continue for ten years as if each were the first.
"Is what I taught you not a good method?" Xu Nianhua raised an eyebrow and countered.
As Pei Yining recalled what Xu Nianhua had taught, she immediately felt like she had misspoken.
"Nianhua, I didn’t mean your method isn’t good. It’s just, just that it’s too difficult." Pei Yining quickly took her hand, coaxing her gently, her beautiful doll-like face filled with caution.
Xu Nianhua smiled faintly, not taking it to heart. She said, "You’re right, it is difficult; therefore, we need to help others find easier and more straightforward methods of learning."
"I want to start a training class in the future, specifically teaching these methods, enabling everyone to find a good way to learn." Xu Nianhua’s voice was soft yet firm, her eyes seemingly shining with light.
Pei Yining hadn’t expected Xu Nianhua to pursue this path. She paused, then asked, "Nianhua, after Beining University, you could become a translator, even a diplomat. You could do a lot of things. So why focus on training?"
Here, ’training’ was a quite unfamiliar concept. Aren’t schools for teaching kids anyway?
Would people really send their kids to her training courses?
Xu Nianhua laughed but offered no explanation. She preferred letting her actions speak. She said, "It’s just an idea. By the way, how is the little boy who got hurt that day?"
"Oh, he’s already better." Pei Yining was quickly distracted from the topic of training courses. She said, "When I saw him yesterday, his hand was already better, though his leg will need a few more days. He chats incessantly. Every time he visits his grandpa’s clinic, he just keeps calling me ’sister’ non-stop."
"Also, he called your second brother ’uncle,’ haha, you should have seen the look on your brother’s face—it was priceless." Pei Yining seemed amused to recall this, unable to contain her laughter.