Guessing...and ripping off cute Chinese teachers

I have a bet with my teacher.

She has to give me one hundred yuan if song john hao doesn't come to class tomorrow, I have to give her 100 yuan if he does.

I don't often 赌博 with my teachers, but I couldn't help myself when he told her he was going to come tomorrow...I think this is the first time I've seen him in three weeks.

Today in Class my teacher told me to guess at a sentence I had never heard. In the textbook...It shows the new words and says, "read and guess"

Guess?

I don't go to class so I can take stabs at the Chinese language...F that. For zhen de? Guess?

Another little thing that gets on my nerves a wee bit is the whole listening class. What a joke.
We listen to a cassette tape of conversation in Chinese, which is just fine...It's one of those, listen to this conversation, and then at the end they'll ask a question about the conversation and you must answer it based on the information given from what you heard.

Here's the thing.....The questions......are always math questions.
So, for example...translated into English the conversation is as follows:

Zhang dong: Mary, how much is an apple in beijing?
Mary: Four yuan for a half kilo, how much is it in your country?
Zhang dong: 3 yuan for a half kilo
Mary: what is your country's exchange rate from your currency to the Chinese currency?
Zhang dong: 1 rubel to 3 yuan

The question: Which is cheaper? the apples in Beijing or the apples in Zhang dong's country....

So, my teacher is asking me why I can't answer the question...why I'm not listening carefully, why I didn't do my homework...blah, blah, blah....

I'm like...I understood all the Chinese just fine.....I just can't do math. At least not as quickly as I apparently should be, I hate math to begin with, but now I'm translating it from Chinese on top of that.
So it is this battle between me and my classmates...who can answer the question the quickest...and you always have that one student who is like a fricken calculator.

So I've got my pen ready, my ear to the radio, as she pushes play. And GO, I write down every number, kilo, and exchange rate. Every pound sterling, American dollar, rubel, and little detail that would make it actually a TRICK question and divide and multiply as fast as I possible can think in both of the languages sloshing through my tired head just in time to get beat by miss calculator and feel like a stupid failure for the rest of class.


All that math is something I just didn't sign up for.


P.s. Was I the only one in class who caught that mister 'Zhang dong' SAID that in his country apples were 3 YUAN.
What idiots. Who's not calculating properly now, huh? HUH?


Here's a fun picture for you



GUESS.