I met the best teacher. She is a professor of college English in our university. The old lady should be fifty or sixty years old. Shanghainese. He should be one of the English professors in the province. Higher status, stronger physical strength than us every day. Run to class. Happy. Get along with us, interspersed with some of her own understanding of doing academics, the differences between boys and girls, and life from time to time in class. I used to think the professor was serious and boring. Or putting on airs But she's not. I completely forgot to treat all my classmates as friends. I often make fun of myself. Also talk about things that you can't do well. I'm not sure about some accents in Mandarin, and sometimes I wrestle with boys in our class after class. Sometimes we organize barbecues with our class. Sometimes telling jokes in class is the most sunny and optimistic person I have ever met. Go to Europe, America and many other countries in the world. Can speak three or four languages.