Chapter 865: Fang Beibei's abnormality

After a day of class, Yang Guo did not feel tired at all, but returned home refreshed. In the field he is good at, Yang Guo does not feel that his inspiration is exhausted even if he talks for three days and three nights.

Pushing open the door, Yang Guo saw Qiqi cheerfully greeted him with gold, but the light was not turned on in the room, and it looked a little dark.

"Bang" turned on the light, and the entire living room and dining room lit up, as if the haze had been dispelled, making people feel more comfortable. Yang Guo hugged her daughter and asked with a smile, "Why are you alone at home?" What about Sister Beibei? โ€

"I'm here!" Fang Beibei stood up from the sofa in the living room and said with a smile.

The careless Yang Guo didn't pay attention, Fang Beibei was not as lively as usual, she was just sitting quietly on the sofa in the living room alone, her figure was hidden in the dark shadows, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"It's autumn and winter, and it's dark at five o'clock, so you have to turn on the lights early!" Yang Guo babbled, "If you don't turn on the light, if you read in such a weak light, your eyes will be broken!" โ€

A soft smile bloomed on Fang Beibei's face, she walked to Yang Guo's side, grabbed Yang Guo's arm, and said, "Shu Xiao, I'm hungry!" โ€

"Kiki is hungry too!" Kiki patted her round belly and said, "And Jinzi's stomach is hungry too!" โ€

Hearing his name, Kaneko raised his head, looked at his masters suspiciously, and wagged his tail.

Yang Guo rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll cook for you right away!" โ€

Yang Guo was busy in the kitchen, Qiqi was holding her two Barbie dolls in the living room and telling stories to Jinzi, while Fang Beibei, she was sitting on a chair in the dining room, quietly watching Yang Guo who was filled with cooking smoke.

She seems to have never been so quiet today, even when she was unhappy to have a little temper with Yang Guo before, Fang Beibei would not show such a low air pressure in front of Qiqi.

When eating, she was preoccupied, she didn't know the taste of food, Yang Guo also asked with concern: "Baby, what's wrong?" Not to your liking? โ€

Fang Beibei bit her chopsticks, her cherry lips were red, she shook her head with Yang Guo, and said in a somewhat coquettish nasal voice: "I want to eat that fish!" โ€

Yang Guo quickly stood up and pulled it up with a spoon and chopsticks, sandwiched a large piece of fish meat for Fang Beibei, and dipped it in the sauce and sent it to her bowl. Despite being sluggish, Yang Guo still felt that something was wrong with Fang Beibei today, but Yang Guo thought that it was her who came, so he hurt his girlfriend wholeheartedly.

Fang Beibei's eyes were shining, and she was a little moved, she sniffed and said softly: "Shu Xiao, thank you!" โ€

Yang Guo smiled and said, "Say thank you!" โ€

Kiki had already eaten enough, and when she saw the movement, she also ran over with the gold, and shouted, "Baba, Kiki wants to eat fish too!" โ€

"Go, go, play your own! When they were all full, they came over to eat fish. Yang Guo smiled and pushed the troublesome little guy away, sure enough, she didn't want to eat fish at all, she just wanted to attract her father's attention, as soon as Yang Guo moved, she giggled and ran away.

Today, Fang Beibei took Qiqi to take a bath, and Yang Guo sat at the desk in the living room to make a summary of his performance today. The space of this small apartment is too small, and it is not comparable to Yang Guo's previous high-end apartment, but after Yang Guo's new house starts next year, space, study and everything are no longer a problem.

After a day of class, Yang Guo still had a lot of gains. It's not that he learned anything from his students, but that he constantly discovered his own shortcomings in the course of class.

For example, if you don't speak concisely enough, although you have material in your belly, when you say it, you haven't reorganized your language, and you're too confident in your own strength. Although he was right, why didn't he try to do better if he could do better?

For another example, Yang Guo's logic when he gave a lecture was also a little confusing, and it seemed that it was not enough to prepare an outline for himself before class! He also needs to give himself a complete outline, so that his thinking is clearer, and the words he says will not be one piece at a time.

There is also a suggestion put forward by a student, which is to ask Yang Guo to help summarize the translation of commonly used words, such as Douqi, Xianqi, Jiedan, Yuanying or something.

Yang Guo himself is indeed in the process of translating the first five books, gathering cases of multiple languages translating to each other, and has made a lot of English definitions for these common ones, which are all in Yang Guo's mind, if necessary, he can summarize them at any time!

However, Yang Guo didn't plan to give them these glossaries directly!

As a literary translator, what is most needed is the creative ability of translators! Because the vocabulary is dead, no matter how huge the vocabulary is, it can't cover all kinds of brain-opening networks! Only by discovering your own thinking and creative abilities can you not get stuck when you encounter words that have not been translated!

Yang Guo will give them a vocabulary list, but not casually, the test Yang Guo has already thought about!

Just when Yang Guo was sometimes typing on the computer and drawing on the notebook, Fang Beibei had already come out of the shower, she dragged a chair over, leaned on Yang Guo's side, and watched him work.

"Don't you think my sweat stinks?" Yang Guo put down the pen, reached out and rubbed Fang Beibei's undried hair, and said with a smile.

"No!" Fang Beibei smiled and said, "It doesn't stink at all!" โ€

Yang Guo turned his head to look at Qiqi, he turned around again, lowered his head to look at Fang Beibei, pursed his mouth and said, "Come, kiss!" โ€

"Donald Duck!" Fang Beibei looked at him with a smile and said with some disdain, "I don't kiss you, people don't stink, and your mouth stinks!" โ€

Yang Guo raised his palm and took a breath, and he asked suspiciously, "Doesn't it stink!" โ€

"Oops, you're kidding me!" Yang Guo found the smile in Fang Beibei's eyes, screamed, and took the initiative to kiss it, Fang Beibei didn't move, just closed his eyes and responded.

The breath on Fang Beibei's body, who had just finished taking a bath, smelled fresh, like a mint leaf after the rain, Yang Guo lingered with her for a while before she straightened up and looked at Fang Beibei, whose face was still a little red, with a smile. The latter panted lightly, looking at Yang Guo with great affection.

"I'm going to take a shower first!" Yang Guo stood up, twisted his body, and said with a smile, "Although it doesn't stink, it does sweat during the day." โ€

Fang Beibei sat in place, looking up at Yang Guo, she obviously hesitated, and suddenly shouted: "Shu Xiao!" โ€

"What's wrong?" Yang Guo heard the voice, stopped, turned around and asked.

Fang Beibei wanted to speak and stopped, waited for a while, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, wash it quickly!" โ€

"I've always been very fast!" Yang Guo bent his arms upwards like a bodybuilder, smiled, and dropped a boastful word.

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