# Chapter 112: Sentence Construction

When Zhang Qiang brought Wang Qiang to the director’s office, Lu Qingqiang was reading a book.

Hearing the knock on the door, she folded a corner of the book she was reading, then closed it and set it aside.

“Come in.”

“Director, this young man is here for an interview,” Zhang Qiang introduced.

“Hello Director, my name is Wang Qiang.” Wang Qiang looked up, and upon meeting Lu Qingqiang’s young and beautiful face, he was momentarily stunned before quickly greeting her.

“Hello, please sit. I’m the director of Jiang City Loving Heart Orphanage. My surname is Lu,” Lu Qingqiang said, standing up.

“Director Lu, please sit down first.”

“Director, I’ll get out of your way then,” Zhang Qiang said, showing good judgment as he exited and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

“Have some hot water.”

“Thank you, thank you so much.”

“Your name is Wang Qiang? If I remember correctly, your resume stated that you majored in broadcasting and hosting, and also minored in voice acting?” Lu Qingqiang asked.

“Yes, I’m a junior this year, and I don’t have too many classes.”

“At school, my professional courses have consistently ranked in the top three of my year.”

“During breaks or on weekends, I’ve also done some part-time work in related fields.”

“My grades aren’t great, but they’re decent enough.”

“I’m wondering what kind of help I could provide if I were to work as a volunteer here at the orphanage?”

“Would it be possible to show me some of your work?” Lu Qingqiang asked.

“Of course, Director Lu, please wait a moment.”

With that, Wang Qiang pulled out his phone and began searching.

Soon, he presented several videos of himself hosting and some of his voice acting work to Lu Qingqiang.

After watching, Lu Qingqiang spoke with no change in her expression.

“Your voice is clear and has a magnetic quality, full of confidence and charm. It’s truly excellent.”

“In terms of voice acting, your voice is warm and resonant, with inflection that’s expressive and engaging. Your voice is clear, your tone is pleasant, and your rhythm control is very strong.”

“It allows people to naturally hear your understanding of the character’s emotions and inner world through your voice acting.”

“I’d like to ask one more thing: what about music?” After affirming his abilities, Lu Qingqiang continued.

“Music? Are you looking to hire a music teacher?” Wang Qiang was momentarily confused.

“Yes and no. I’m not only looking to hire people with voice acting expertise, but I also want to hire a music teacher.”

“Of course, I really do recognize your professionalism.”

“What I mean is, if you know anyone in that field, you can recommend them to come for an interview as well.”

“Although we’re recruiting volunteers at our orphanage, we provide meals, three meals a day.”

“If your cumulative volunteer hours within a year reach one month, you’ll receive a bonus stipend.”

“As for the work itself, it’s quite simple. We have a child in our orphanage who loves music and voice acting.”

“My intention is to find a teacher for him, to teach him.”

“Just one child?” Wang Qiang asked further.

“There are eighteen children in total at the orphanage, but only one is particularly interested in this area.”

“It’s possible that during classes, others might be curious and come listen.”

“But generally speaking, they’re very obedient and won’t cause any trouble.”

“Um, Director Lu, could I meet the child you’re talking about?” Wang Qiang asked.

“Of course, come with me.”

In the classroom at that moment.

Yuan Yuan was teaching them a lesson.

What they called a lesson was essentially entertainment-based interactive play mixed with some small bits of knowledge they should learn.

For instance, right now, she was leading everyone in sentence construction while playing a game.

“Su Zhixing’s sentence just now was quite good. Who else would like to try?” Yuan Yuan asked.

“Teacher, me!”

“Me, me, me!”

“Wu Gang, you go.”

Wu Gang, who was called on, suddenly stood up and spoke loudly.

“Teacher, I choose to make a sentence using the word ‘close the door.'”

“Good, you can start.”

“Before going to bed at night, we must remember to close the door, otherwise it’s not safe.”

“Very good, Wu Gang made a very nice sentence. Now, you can take one step forward.”

As soon as Yuan Yuan spoke, Wu Gang immediately picked up his small stool and took a step forward.

“Next, who else would like to try?”

“Three, two, one, raise your hands!” As soon as Yuan Yuan finished the countdown, the children eagerly began raising their hands.

“Me, me, me!”

“Me, me, me, me!”

“…”

“I just noticed that the person who raised their hand the fastest this time is Li Xiang.”

“Come on, Li Xiang, you go~”

Li Xiang stood up and spoke: “Teacher, I choose to make a sentence using the words ‘once upon a time.'”

“Okay.”

“Xiao Ming came in through the front door once upon a time.”

“?” Yuan Yuan.

“Li Xiang, ‘once upon a time’ is a common time-related phrase.”

“When we make sentences, we need to express the meaning of that phrase. For example, ‘Once upon a time, there was a beautiful village where the people lived simple yet happy lives.'”

“‘Once upon a time, I was very timid and afraid of the dark, but now I’m not afraid anymore,’ and so on.”

“Do you understand what I mean?”

After listening, Li Xiang nodded seriously and spoke: “Teacher, can I try again?”

“Why don’t you try a different word?”

“Okay, then I’ll choose ‘crispy.'”

“Sure~”

“Cookies are crispy, and they taste so good!”

“??” Yuan Yuan.

“How about you try the word ‘news’?”

“That sock looks new, but it smells really bad~!”

“???” Yuan Yuan.

“Li Xiang, are you deliberately joking around and trying to liven up the class?” Yuan Yuan crouched in front of Li Xiang and asked.

“No, Teacher Yuan, I’m not joking.”

“Is there a problem with my sentence?”

Li Xiang’s naturally cold little face was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

“…” Lu Qingqiang and Wang Qiang outside the window.

This child’s way of thinking was quite remarkable.

Was she definitely not causing trouble?

“Sister Li Xiang, what Teacher Yuan means is that when we make sentences, we need to use that word connected together!” Su Tao spoke up to remind her.

“That’s exactly what I did,” Li Xiang replied, looking somewhat aggrieved.

“Cookies are cookies, and crispy is a description of how cookies taste. The ‘dry’ in cookies is from the word ‘cookies,’ and the ‘crispy’ is from ‘crispy.’ Those are two different things.”

“Right, Teacher Yuan?”

“If you said, ‘Teacher, what do you want to eat today? Cookies or bread?’ and I said, ‘I’d rather have cookies, they’re crispy and taste so good,’ that would work too, right?”

“Teacher Yuan, am I right?” After Su Tao finished her example, she blinked her big dark eyes and looked toward Yuan Yuan.

“Yes, Taozi said that very well.”

“Li Xiang, let me give you another example~”

“Look, making a sentence is just like this toy I’m putting together. It has one, two, three, four, five, six pieces.”

“When these six pieces are put together, they form one complete and fun toy.”

“When we take them apart, they become six pieces again.”

“This piece I’m holding in my hand is just like the word I need to use in the sentence I’m making.”

“It’s just a small part of the whole, a single independent piece.”

“We need to install other pieces onto this one for it to work.”

“For example, the word ‘crispy,’ you can think of it like this piece I’m holding.”

“Let’s think about that sentence you said earlier, okay? ‘Cookies are crispy.’ This sentence is perfectly fine.”

“But just like Taozi said, ‘cookie’ is a noun, and ‘crispy’ is an adjective.”

“That means these are two new parts.”

“If we want to have these two new parts, we need to cut this part called ‘crispy’ down the middle, with half going here and half going over there…”

Yuan Yuan held several toy parts in her hands, carefully and seriously explaining to Li Xiang.

Outside the window, Wang Qiang, who was following beside Lu Qingqiang, gazed at her serene and beautiful profile, listening to her voice as gentle as flowing water, and suddenly felt his heart pounding like a drum…