She still remembered that when she had just transferred to another school, the moment she opened her mouth, she was ridiculed by her classmates.
Perhaps it was because they knew Cheng Xiao's identity and were afraid of her, the mocking slowly subsided.
But now, whenever she stood up to read in English, she still felt that someone was laughing at her behind her back.
Accents were very difficult to change. No matter how hard Cheng Xiao worked, she always felt that she was inferior to others. This inferiority complex was only known to Cheng Xiao herself, and she had never told anyone else about it.
She had never heard Cheng Ling speak English before, but thinking about it, Cheng Ling was so careless in her studies that she probably couldn't even recognize all the English words.
Whenever she thought of this, Cheng Ling's mood would be a little better.
