三篇短文和一个老外的评语

o my "hello," he sat down impolitely with his Walkman on.

　　The father ordered me to take out my certificates. Having examined every line, he insisted that I take a test so that he could judge by himself.

　　Anyhow, I finished the test. With a red pencil in hand he began to check the answers. I really wondered who on earth was the teacher, as he was checking it time and again regardless of his son's obvious impatience.

　　"OK." He finally raised his eagle eyes. "Your accuracy is 90 per cent." "Is that enough？" I asked.

　　"It's enough. But don't you think your reading speed is low and ……"

　　"And Sir," I couldn't help interrupting him. "It's also enough for me to not have to bear this here."

　　I stood up and went away, leaving him astonished.

　　By Zhang Rui, Tianjin

 

　　第三篇： Mistaken identity

　　MY first job-hunting moment? the worst? is still fresh in my mind.

　　The office building was huge and it took me quite some time to figure out where the elevator was before I could get to the door of the studying abroad consulting company. I had already made it halfway inside the office when I remembered to step back and knock at the door. Only one employee raised his head, so I headed for him. "I wonder if you need a translator or interpreter？" was the mosquito's voice that slipped from my throat. Even I myself didn't know what I was talking about.

　　As his routine, he welcomed me and inquired about which country I was interested in. Three minutes later, he finally found out what this shy and blushing g

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