Watanabe, who has received more than ten years of Japanese-style capitalist education, although he does not like it, has long been accustomed to the smooth and beautiful language and the harsh way of almost militarized education, and I have to say that there are many aspects that he still deserves to appreciate and be grateful for. However, history does not tolerate the slightest falsehood, and in the face of history and national grievances, all personal feelings must be minimized.

This is the first time Watanabe has written a letter to Jiang Shui, and after learning the truth of history, he is actually more aware of the preciousness of this feeling, whether it is out of family affection or other feelings, he feels that he must continue this hard-won warmth.

With a clear goal, he did an even better job, and for half a year after receiving the mission letter, Watanabe has been researching how to uncover the mystery of the polymer material coated on the surface of this new military weapon. Watanabe, who has always been proficient in the field of communications, studied acoustics books on his own in order to understand these problems, and at his repeated requests, the research institute's data department also purchased a large number of rare foreign language documents to fully support Watanabe's scientific research.

One day, Watanabe finally felt powerless, and he looked at the half-foot-tall scientific literature, clutching his head, and his face was miserable.

"Xiao Lu, I've been a little too hard lately, find a time to rest, or ask your superiors for a leave, I'll help you explain." "It just so happened that Li Bozheng was passing by the laboratory, and when he saw the tired Watanabe, he walked in, among all the seniors, he was one of the more enthusiastic, not only practical and diligent, but also always keen to cultivate the younger generation. He looked gray-haired and had dark and loose skin, but he couldn't stop the kind of bright light that shot out of his eyes, and he was also a good friend of Watanabe's father, and he used to like to call him Xiao Lu like that.

Lu Yi took off his glasses, he stayed up all night, his eyes were bloodshot, he leaned back on the back of the chair, lightly raised his fist and said with a smile: "It's better not to ask for leave or something, the 11th Golden Week is coming soon, where to travel is crowded, do I go to see the scenery or see the people?" He looked helpless and anxious.

"Your consciousness is quite high, so you are not ready to go on a publicly-funded trip organized by the unit?"

Xiao Yi suddenly gave him a look, as if to say, the one who knows me is none other than you! However, I have been thinking about a reluctant request recently, our equipment and resources are actually very solid in comparison, but the fly in the ointment is the lack of translators who specialize in translating foreign language documents, although I grew up in Japan, not to mention proficient in Japanese, English is also a language that must be mastered, but in the process of learning, there are still many professional terms that are extremely difficult to translate, not to mention French, German and other more obscure languages!"

"So," the old man realized instantly, and interrupted his impassioned remarks halfway: "Do you want to apply with the institute to add a few more small translators who specialize in translating materials and books, so as to help everyone reduce the burden?"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Xiao Yi suddenly came to his senses, and the two of them hit it off! His posture then moved closer to the old man, and said in a modest and sincere tone: "Uncle Li, your words have always carried a lot of weight, why don't you discuss this with other leaders, if this method can be successful, it will be the icing on the cake for the colleagues in the institute and the future development of the entire research institute!"

Under the bright light, Xiao Yi's eyes were full of begging, which was different from the begging for a spiritual fit, but like a request for life aid in a desperate situation.

In less than a week, Lieber's phone call came, and it was half past eleven on the weekend night, and there were still several people in the research institute's laboratory.

"Hey, Lieber, it's me, Xiao Yi. ”

As soon as the bell was broken, Li Bo's amiable voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Yi, the idea you put forward last time, the institute has already responded, and I have also been given full responsibility for the recruitment and assessment work, so that you and I will go to the nearby Chinese University tomorrow morning, without further ado!"

"Okay, I got it. Xiao Yi kept shouting in his heart that it was too good, so he kept saying grateful words to Li Bo, until a beeping voice came from the other side of the phone, and he closed his trembling lips.

As for the discovery of polymer materials that can absorb sound waves, as early as a year ago, a French chemist published a scientific paper confirming his research in the international joint scientific journal. Although this paper has been translated into many English versions, Xiao Yi always feels that the translation of those materials is not accurate when it comes to some polysemous words, and even says that some sentences are not logical at all! Translation talents in the field of science are really rare, too many translators in the text translation work, often just to cope with the work, in order to get the due remuneration, but few people are really in the spirit of their responsible attitude to complete, besides, even if they are determined to do the best, due to the lack of professional knowledge, after all, it is impossible to do the word accurate, therefore, in the face of the recruitment of translators in this institute, Xiao Yi decided that we must strictly control the quality of translators' work and learning ability!

Early the next morning, Xiao Yi got up enthusiastically, usually he went to participate in the assessment of some schools or departments, but today he had to perform the recruitment work on behalf of the institute, and there was an indescribable freshness in his heart, at this time, in his eyes, even the pine trees on both sides of the road have become mint flavor!

Located in Minhang District, Shanghai, East China University of Foreign Chinese is one of the most well-known foreign Chinese universities in the vicinity of the institute, and there are countless senior translators and diplomats who have come out of it. As soon as Xiao Yi stepped into the school gate, he felt an otherworldly academic atmosphere, the twin lakes on the back of the abdomen were crystal clear, and in the Mid-Autumn season, a row of lush broad-leaved sycamores on the lake were vigorous and golden, just like all universities in the world, the lake was already full of students who were reading loudly in the morning.

"I'll need you to play a little bit later. ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yi didn't know why. "Haven't we seen the resume yet?"

"I've already swiped all my resumes, I'm not afraid that you will be distracted by work!" Li Bo's voice was still amiable.

Xiao Yi curled the corners of his mouth, not knowing how to thank him, so he had to say: "Since it was screened by Li Bo, then I can rest assured!"

There were sparse fallen leaves everywhere on both sides of the asphalt road, and they walked all the way along the road signs, and after ten minutes, they arrived at the Student Work Office Building, and the leftmost one on the second floor was the office of the school's external relations department, and it was several senior freshmen who came to interview today. (To be continued.) )