我有一个帅气的老爸,高高的个子、黝黑的皮肤,挺拔的鼻梁上架着一副黑框眼镜,说起话来斯斯文文,声音似乎永远不超过60分贝。老爸不轻易发火,我从没有看见他面红耳赤的时候,但有一次他真生气了。那天我回到家,老爸和往常一样问我今天的学习情况,我漫不经心地回应着。“语文要背的地方过关了吗?”“数学今天教什么了,方法掌握了吗?”“英语教新课了吗?会 I have a handsome dad, tall man, dark skin, tall, black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, spoken of in French, the sound never seems to exceed 60 decibels. Dad is not easy to get angry, I never see him face red, but once he was angry. That day I came home, my dad asked me as usual today’s learning, I casually responded. ”“ ”Mathematics to teach what today, the method mastered it? “ ”English to teach a new class yet?