Yang Yuying heard the news of Liu Wenli's death from Yang Fan.

That morning, as soon as Yang Fan entered the library, he squatted at her desk and held her chin to look at her, his eyes full of awe.

Although this awe only lasted until a braised three-yellow chicken for breakfast, it was conceivable how surprised she was at that time when a carefree girl like Yang Fan showed such a look.

Yang Yuying was a little surprised that this person died so quickly. She thought that at least she had to be alert for a month or two.

I didn't expect that Xiao Zijing was so quick to do things.

Yes, I heard that Xiao Zijing first came to Qindao, and he became famous all over the world for his decisive and loyalty.

That year, he had a good friend who offended a Japanese businessman, but was blocked by a Japanese ronin at the door of his house and beaten all over his body. He survived for two days in the hospital and died unfortunately. Xiao Zijing heard this and refused to listen to his friends' dissuasion. He went to the door to provoke him that day, which inspired the Japanese ronin to fight with him.

After only three swords, Xiao Zijing cut off the Japanese ronin's throat.

At that time, the police station was about to arrest people and executed them by shooting. Fortunately, he met a noble man in prison, Wang Chongnian, a big boss in the Qing Gang.

Wang Chongnian and the police station people joined forces to set up a bureau, replaced him with a death row prisoner and rescued him from the cell.

This is known to everyone now, but now Xiao Zijing's identity is very different from before. Even if those Japanese want to attack him, they have to consider the consequences to see if it is worth it.

At least an ordinary Japanese ronin is hostile to him, and the Japanese have no such plan yet.

With Xiao Zijing's temper and character, his only brother was harmed by others. Since he knew, how could he take revenge overnight?

After hearing this news, Yang Yuying only smiled, said that she was dying well, and then went back to work.

The newly sent mathematical materials are very laborious to translate. Professional terms, professional terms, and academic things are not enough to be wrong.

When Yang Yuying translates the original text, she needs to concentrate all her attention. After the translation, she tries her best to use the advantages of reading materials to improve and supplement it. The difficulty is definitely no less than editing a new professional paper.

The time spent was much longer than Yang Yuying expected.

The problems she encountered were much more than she had imagined.

There is no need for her to make any requests. In the Department of Mathematics, Professor Gao Zhanting is now in the archives room.

In addition to him, there were two old professors from the Department of Mathematics who came to help with several students.

This is the first time that Yang Yuying has truly felt the world, this era, these scholars’ efforts in work and enthusiasm for learning.

She thought that when she and the Marshal rescued the 121st Galaxy, all the researchers and soldiers on the ship stayed asleep and stayed up all the time. After twelve days and nights, they finally developed an inducer based on the situation of the galaxy, and successfully led a large amount of sufficient amount to the desolate galaxy.

The civilization in that galaxy finally survived.

At that time, the thoughts of the marshal's companions might be somewhat similar to those of the people in front of them?

At least the eyes look very similar.

These professors in the Department of Mathematics wish they could stay in the archives twenty-four hours a day, and were doing research in their sleep, and never slacking off for a moment. Between them, Yang Yuying didn't get up at all.

Sure enough, she was lazy before, not all because of her own reasons. If the Marshal and the guys under him who were not serious except for their serious appearance and were not serious elsewhere, could she not improve even if she was influenced by others?

Yang Yuying was a little distracted and saw Professor Gao looking at her with a look of attention. Several professors around him stopped flipping the books, carefully afraid of making a sound.

"Shh, Miss Lin must have made a major discovery. Don't make a sound, don't bother her!"

If Yang Yuying hadn't had good ear skills, she wouldn't have heard the sound of these weak mosquitoes and flies.

well!

Yang Yuying sighed in her heart.

In this case, she can only work hard.

There is really no way, her cheeky skin will automatically break in front of these sincere people.

After three months, Yang Yuying devoted all her energy to this translation job.

Every day from morning to night, in addition to going to the bathroom, bathing, and sleeping, people from the mathematics department must follow you.

She felt for a moment that she didn't look like a translator, which translator had the same attitude as hers?

As spring comes and summer comes, slightly thicker clothes have been replaced by thin clothes.

The manuscript has finally been translated.

Yang Yuying breathed a long sigh of relief, and she didn't have to do anything. Professor Gao and others packed all the relevant information in the archives room, and even Yang Yuying used straw paper.

It took two and a half days to pack these things.

After packing up the things, he sent away all the great masters from the mathematics department. Yang Yuying relaxed her muscles and bones, sat down slowly and closed her eyes to rest, feeling that the wind was sweet.

As soon as Yang Fan entered the archives room, he looked up and saw her, and was shocked!

"Kobayashi, you've lost weight!"

Of course Yang Yuying was not fat before, but she was definitely not as slender as she is now.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was beating wildly.

It turns out that Kobayashi is so beautiful!

Yang Yuying:

She hasn't looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, but she really doesn't know what Lin Wanniang looks like now.

Lin Wanniang herself is just as pretty. She grew up in the countryside, her skin is not very good, she is not fair enough, and her body is very thin and a little strong.

Now Yang Yuying practices martial arts every day, and she learns extremely profound internal skills, purifying her body and improving her physique. Lin Wanniang's own characteristic is that her bones are slender, and this characteristic is becoming more and more obvious now.

I was in the room for three months without sunlight, and my skin was naturally crystal clear and fair.

Anyway, it was amazing when I saw it.

Yang Yuying chuckled and enjoyed the treatment of Yang Fan watching the fairy for two days and praising the fairy, before the other party returned to normal.

It is said that in the past two days, Yang Fan's brother suspected that she was fascinated by the bad boy from where she came from. For this reason, the Yang family also held a family meeting to rule out Yang Fan.

This was discovered by Yang Yuying himself. The Yang family came to the school from time to time to try it out, and it was difficult not to find out.

Fortunately, Yang Fan was careless and fainted for a while and then recovered. He no longer stared at her in a daze every day, otherwise the Yang family would have to guess even more outrageous results.

In addition to these trivial matters, Yang Yuying's life has returned to a normal pace.

On that day, rain suddenly drifted in the sky. She quickly walked two steps. As soon as she entered the door, Yang Fan came over with two big dark circles, handing her towel and tea. She was very enthusiastic and thoughtful, serving her for a long time, and asked with a smile: "Is it still translated today?"

Yang Yuying smiled. She has been relaxed since she finished the work in the mathematics department.

In recent days, she has translated serious textbooks every morning, and in the afternoon and evening, she has searched for various newspapers and magazines from Europe and the United States, and found the ones in it, and translated them out as interesting as they read them.

There is no need to show these words to the students. When a few teachers met, they recommended Qindao Publishing House to her.

The publishing house gave her a thousand-word silver dollar, which is really not a small amount. Nowadays, the translation fee for translators is less than that of writers, but compared with the people who are engaged in other jobs, the money is quite profitable.

I heard that translators like Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen start at least eight yuan from a thousand words. You should know that nowadays, a family of five is probably enough to spend a month with one or two silver dollars.

"Old Zhang is looking for you."

Just as I opened the latest newspapers and magazines in Europe and the United States that I visited today, someone shouted outside. Yang Yuying quickly responded and got up to the small archives next to her.

Yang Fan stood up and chased after him with a bulging face: "Oh, if Mr. Zhang gave you another task, Xiaolin, you should not be too biased in life. You need to translate mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and you also need to translate!"

Yang Yuying pointed at the administrator sitting in front at her, and then Yang Fan honestly shut up and sat down.

As the leading figures in the domestic translation industry, Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen of course have their own special offices at Qindao University, but both of them prefer libraries. The office often lends them to students for meetings, review their homework, and do activities. The two of them stay in the library.

It just so happened that people from the Foreign Languages ​​Department of Qindao University are busy with the translation of foreign journals recently. The two Taishan Beidou, who is from the translation industry, are here, which makes people feel more confident.

Speaking of the math material she had just translated a while ago, it was originally a job for Mr. Zhang. However, Mr. Zhang was not very familiar with the translation of math monographs, and secondly, he had a lot of work and was really busy, so he entrusted her with this heavy burden.

Yang Yuying knocked on the door and went in, and saw Mr. Zhang sitting on a chair basking in the sun. The documents and information on his desk were piled up in mountains, with mottled light and shadow behind him. In the light, his eyebrows and hair looked very light, and every wrinkle seemed to be full of life experiences.

When Yang Yuying saw him, she couldn't help but feel awe.

Mr. Zhang is proficient in the languages ​​of the eleven countries and is a famous ancient philologist, historian, artist, thinker, translator, and respected. He is an amazing figure in the transformation of the country.

Yang Yuying reads Mr. Zhang's translation works in the library. The Gitanjali of Tagore, who he translated, was very beautiful. Before Yang Yuying reads her translation, she felt that she had already translated very well. However, after reading her masterpiece, she immediately felt that her translation lacked the emotions contained in the poem.

She immediately realized that she was not suitable for translating poetry. After all, when she was in the Imperial City Department, she would have ordinary evaluations whenever she encountered poetry exams.

Hmm.

It seems that a while ago, Mr. Zhu often told everyone that her translation looks like the masterpieces of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen at first glance.

After Yang Yuying actually read the manuscripts of Mr. Zhang and others, she realized that when she said this, Mr. Zhu must have been drunk at that time.

"Come on, sit down."

Mr. Zhang smiled kindly, "I have read your translation. The writing style is simple, but the writing is sharp, which is very good. Especially the materials you translated this time, I don't understand mathematics. But I know that since even Professor Gao admires your works, it must be excellent."

He said, then smiled.

"A few days ago, Mr. Chen and Xiao Zhu, I drank with me in the evening, and my disciple Zhou Yanbei was doing my homework."

"At that time, Mr. Chen told him that you are diligent enough in translator, but you lack a little talent. If you can have the talent of Miss Lin Wanniang and Miss Lin, it will be enough to inherit Lao Zhang's mantle and prevent him from regretting it."

"Old Chen always speaks directly, and what he says is nothing wrong."

Mr. Zhang said, but sighed.

Yang Yuying was speechless for a moment.

"Look at me, I haven't said anything yet, I'm just gossiping."
To be continued...