Chen Xuan, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, this person was interesting.

Zhou Meimei's face was long, how many college tyrants in the city were present? Jiang Ming, the scumbag, probably deliberately embarrassed them Jianghai No. 1 Middle School.

As one of the top few in Jianghai's first middle school, Zhou Meimei felt that there was no brilliance on her face.

Jiang Ming is all to blame for this!

Jiang Ming's actions did not surprise the rest of the scholars for a long time, and everyone lowered their heads and continued to conceive their poems.

Jiang Ming really felt a little tired, since he got that magical library, he always felt tired when he came out after studying those books.

Jiang Ming lay on the table and fell asleep after a while.

That's right, it's a real sleep.

The examiner sitting in front of the invigilator looked at the corners of his mouth twitching. This principal of Jianghai No. 1 Middle School is really interesting, how could such an important opportunity be given to a scumbag?

The large classroom was quiet, and only the sound of students writing could seem to be heard.

Suddenly, there was a slight creak at the door, and a middle-aged man walked in.

When the bored examiner saw it, he immediately stood up and welcomed the middle-aged man in.

This middle-aged man is the youngest professor at the Foreign Affairs University.

His teacher was a diplomat when he was young, translated many well-known works at home and abroad, and after his retirement, he lived in the Foreign Affairs Academy, where he was respected by students who did not know mathematics and English. Guo Sheng can be regarded as his closed disciple.

Guo Sheng walked in and looked around with satisfaction.

Suddenly, seeing Jiang Ming, who was lying on the table and almost drooling, Guo Sheng frowned slightly: "...... this classmate?"

The invigilator lowered his voice and said with some disdain: "I'm just a scumbag, I can't write and I'm sleeping." ”

When Guo Sheng heard this, he didn't pay attention to Jiang Ming.

The hour was fast in coming, and the examiner came down to collect the papers.

The examiner walked up to Jiang Ming and patted him on the shoulder: "Collect the test papers, don't sleep, go home and sleep!"

Jiang Ming was shaken awake and wiped his mouth: "Huh? so fast?"

The examiner looked at the crumpled exam paper and became more and more sure that this thing was a scumbag. The examiner quickly took the paper away.

Xue Changdong on the side laughed proudly: "A scumbag is a scumbag, it's useless!"

Jiang Ming smiled faintly and rubbed his eyebrows with his hand to sober himself up.

He found himself sleepy, wondering if something was wrong with his body.

After the exam papers were received, Guo Sheng on the stage stood up and introduced himself: "I am Guo Sheng, and I am currently a professor at the Beijing Foreign Affairs University. Regarding this essay contest, there are a few additional questions for translation. ”

The audience exclaimed, and everyone looked at Guo Sheng with admiration.

That's the capital! A professor at the Foreign Affairs University......

"So let's get started now. Guo Sheng smiled, and inadvertently saw Jiang Ming below yawning, the corners of Guo Sheng's mouth twitched, what kind of student is this?

Xue Changdong couldn't help but raise his hand and asked, "Professor Guo, you haven't sent us the test paper yet." ”

Guo Sheng smiled: "The rush answer system, that is, ...... Interpretation. ”

The students present gasped, interpreting?

I've never heard of this in the city's essay contests before......

Chen Xuan on the side shrugged his shoulders, his father is a diplomat, this time he heard that some students were going to be selected to help Guo Sheng's teacher Chen Lao translate the masterpiece together, so he was not surprised at all that he would come up with additional questions for translation.

This time, the subject matter is poetry, which is probably related to the translation of masterpieces.

Guo Sheng looked at the translation title that Chen Lao had written for him in advance, cleared his throat, and said in a pure and authentic London accent: "Over-the-Mountains, Mountains."

Before everyone could react, Xue Changdong raised his hand in less than three seconds.

The people around him let out a low exclamation.

So fast?

Xue Changdong stood up and said confidently: "When I crossed the high mountain, I found that there was no one waiting. ”

It's not that the translation of this sentence is difficult, the words are very simple, but the good thing is Xue Changdong's reaction speed!

Jiang Ming nodded with satisfaction when he saw Guo Sheng above, and he couldn't help but yawn.

Sleepy.

Immediately after, it seemed that everyone was in the groove and were all raising their hands. Jiang Ming noticed that Zhou Meimei and Chen Xuan both answered one or two.

Jiang Ming leaned back in his chair a little lazily, feeling a little bored.

Because he has studied "English", his English level is equivalent to the mother tongue of the grandmaster, and these translations are really pediatric.

"Let's translate from Chinese to English. Guo Sheng took the exam questions from Chen Lao and said.

Guo Sheng frowned slightly when he saw those Chinese, which seemed to be ...... It's a little too hard.

The students in the classroom were a little nervous.

Translating from Chinese to English is more difficult because a Chinese character may require many words to perfectly convey its meaning......

"Woe is the place of blessing; Guo Sheng frowned and said.

The students present were a little confused, one is the ancient poetry?

Even if they are English masters, they can't bear it!

Xue Changdong glanced at Chen Xuan, who was not far away, and seemed to want to raise his hand, but he immediately raised his hand as soon as he was in a hurry.

Except for Chen Xuan, no one on the scene was his opponent!

"Misfortune,that-is-where-happiness......" Xue Changdong translated with some stammering.

Guo Sheng on the stage couldn't help but shake his head, this level is not high. Looks like his teacher should go to a college or graduate student, right?

Halfway through Xue Changdong's speech, he seemed to have discovered that he had said a wrong grammar, and his face immediately turned red, and he didn't continue to speak.

Jiang Ming slapped his mouth with his hand and yawned several times in a row, and an examiner who had long been unaccustomed to Jiang Ming's yawning immediately said, "Professor Guo, that classmate is raising his hand." ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming's yawning hand stiffened in the air.

Are all looking at him?

The examiner saw that Jiang Ming seemed to be a little embarrassed, and showed a wicked smile.

How could this kind of place be a scumbag like Jiang Ming?

Xue Changdong, who sat down, said in a low voice: "Just this garbage, if you can say a word, I will count him as a winner!"

"Xue Changdong, you think too highly of this guy, right? Just score 55 points in the test, and expect him to say a word?" Zhou Meimei, who was not far away, said disdainfully.

The students in the audience muttered, looking at Jiang Ming's eyes full of sympathy, disdain, and ...... Look at the excitement.

Xueba usually studies hard, and he likes to find a sense of superiority in the scumbag.

Jiang Ming stood up, his body was straight, and he looked neither humble nor arrogant.

Xue Changdong on the side snorted coldly: "Still pretending." ”

Jiang Ming didn't think about it and said, "Good-fortune-follows-upon-disaster;disaster-lurks-within-good-fortune."

The pure pronunciation made everyone present stunned, and Guo Sheng was a little surprised.

Xue Changdong's eyelids jumped, and he said in disbelief: "This ...... How is this possible? How can this scumbag ......" Didn't Zhou Meimei say that he was a scumbag?

This pronunciation is as standard as an authentic foreigner, isn't it...... Has Jiang Ming lived abroad?

Jiang Ming listened to Xue Changdong's words, and a trace of anger couldn't help but appear on his face.

Guo Sheng nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, you sit down." ”

Jiang Ming said arrogantly: "You don't have to sit down, their translation speed can't be comparable to mine." I didn't bother to get up again. ”

The audience was in an uproar!

Xue Changdong almost jumped up in anger.

Xue Changdong took the first place in the English joint entrance examination in this joint entrance examination!

Jiang Ming's words were a provocation to his authority.

Guo Sheng was very interested in a young and vigorous kid like Jiang Ming, and he continued to ask questions.

Xue Changdong was full of energy, still thinking in his head, Jiang Ming's beautiful English had already been spoken.

Don't even think about it!

The speed was so fast that everyone present was astonishing.

", this Jiang Ming is a scholar, right? With this interpretation speed, I said that there is no problem with going to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, right?"

"My mom, my parents are college English teachers, and they don't have such a fast speed. ”

"Jiang Ming has lived abroad, we are a fart, this is the painting of the gods!" a fat man couldn't help but exclaim.

Even Guo Sheng was surprised, a professor like him who has been dealing with English all his life could not have Jiang Ming's translation speed!

Guo Sheng swallowed his saliva and said, "The last one, if you answer it, I will add ten points to your composition." ”

Xue Changdong was so angry that his eyes were red.

"I don't think about it, you don't think about me. Give your former heart to others!"

Guo Sheng looked at the teacher's translation question, and there were two translations under this question. The teacher told me that if anyone could translate into the second type, it might be the translator they needed.

Guo Sheng has passed the test in many college students and graduate students, and all of them have only translated the first type.

Guo Sheng looked at Jiang Ming, and suddenly wondered, is this kid okay?

And the students looked at Jiang Ming with a wicked smile, if the question just now was a relatively well-known ancient poem, Jiang Ming might have prepared it in private, but this poem was difficult, and the degree of praise was not high.

Tsk, the cow is blowing to the sky, aren't you afraid of falling down and falling badly?

Jiang Ming lowered his head and thought for a while, and Xue Changdong on the side sneered coldly: "What to pretend, if you don't know, sit down quickly!"

Jiang Ming suddenly smiled, "Then Xue Changdong, do you know?" ”

Xue Changdong was blocked by Jiang Ming's words, his face was red, he snorted coldly, and turned his head abruptly to look away.

His level can't be translated.

Jiang Ming cleared his throat: "Strangers.Friends.Best-friends.Lovers.Strangers."

Strangers, friends, best friends, lovers, strangers.

Guo Sheng was stunned, and the additional question written to him by the teacher in his hand fell to the ground.

A girl sitting in the front row glanced at it, and her pupils shrank.

This is exactly the same as the translation written by Chen Lao......

Guo Sheng knows very well that ancient poetry lies in artistic conception, and when the famous works full of ancient poetry are translated into English, what cares about is artistic conception.

Jiang Ming's translation perfectly expresses the artistic conception of this poem...... From stranger to stranger......

So many college students and graduate students have not translated it, and this sophomore has translated it?

No, even he couldn't have translated it so quickly in such a short time!

Xue Changdong didn't recall Jiang Ming's translation carefully, but he heard that it was full of elementary school students' words, and he was about to laugh at Jiang Ming, Guo Sheng suddenly stood up and said, "Classmate Jiang Ming, the answer to the additional question this time is very good, I will add ten points to your composition." "Looks like this student is a good man......

The audience gasped, and their gaze at Jiang Ming gradually changed......

This Nima is a top student, they are a fart in front of this guy!