Chapter 279: You Didn't Lose, I Didn't Win
"Who else?" Yang Guo asked with a smile, "Who else wants to challenge again?" โ
"Of course, there are so many small languages in the world, and Yang Guo is not a machine, so I can only ...... languages," Yang Guo counted with his hands, "There are French, German, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, Russian, Swedish, Dutch in Europe, Korean, Nihong, Thai, South Vietnamese, Hindi, and so many at present." Within the scope of the Yang Guo Club, everyone can compare with me. โ
He only learned Hindi before he went abroad! There are a lot of Indians in the United States, and Yang Guo also chatted with a few, and the evaluation he got was still very good.
And Yang Guo's words, but the people present were thundered, thirteen languages, Yang Guo, are you going against the sky?
There are many languages in this world, but they are basically some old pedants hidden deep in the ivory tower. In such an impetuous society, if you know one English, you can basically have no worries about food and clothing, and if you know two or three foreign languages, you can make a lot of money, and no matter how much you have, you can't see that there will be a multiplier growth! After learning thirteen languages, it's definitely a pain in the ass!
However, for Yang Guo, this is not the case!
In fact, the thirteen languages are not so difficult for Yang Guo, like French, Yang Guo has learned it before, and he can get started quickly. Spanish is similar to Portuguese, and it doesn't take a few days to learn one or the second.
As for the Asian language family, many of the language habits of Mud Bang and South Vietnamese are relatively similar to Chinese, and they are much faster to learn in comparison. Both Thai and Hindi are derived from ancient Sanskrit, and there are many similarities between the two, although it is a bit difficult to learn, but after mastering the pronunciation, it is easy to learn in contrast.
So Yang Guo felt that since God had given him such a strong language talent, why not make full use of it? No, that's a waste!
Among all the people present, only Lao Zhiqiang did not show a surprised expression, although compared to his understanding of Yang Guo, Yang Guo knew another Hindi. But in the face of the demonic Yang Guo, he was so numb that he couldn't be surprised anymore.
After listening to Yang Guo count so many languages, there was still one person who couldn't help but stand up.
"Mr. Yang, hello!" The person standing up was a middle-aged man, not tall, dressed relatively plainly, the suit was gray, and he looked like a person who was rarely ostentatious.
Seeing Yang Guo's eyes focused on him, he was a little flustered, and said with a short breath: "Mr. Yang, I, my name is Wang Jinping, and I am a, a South Vietnamese translator. Gold medal translator in Western Guangdong Province. โ
"Brother Wang, don't worry, speak slowly." Yang Guo smiled and comforted.
"I don't want to compete with you, nor do I want to compete for your position, but I think it's strange that you have learned so many popular small languages, and you still understand our small languages that have a lot of business and are also a little unpopular." Wang Jinping said, "So I want to discuss this South Vietnamese language with Mr. Yang." โ
From his tone, he was still a little unconvinced. The reason can be imagined, as a small language with a small range of use, and it is so unpopular that it can no longer be unpopular, there are not many people who are willing to learn and study it. Wang Jinping was able to become a gold medal translator, and this road can be described as difficult.
However, Yang Guo was ashamed to say that after learning so many languages, he also studied Nanyue at the same time, and in what he said, he also confidently felt that his Nanyue language was also invincible, which made Wang Jinping how acceptable.
"However, Mr. Yang, don't misunderstand, let's have a small comparison, I'm not dissatisfied with your management, you can rest assured, no matter what the result is, I will work very seriously." Wang Jinping shook his hand nervously and said.
"It doesn't matter." Yang Guo smiled, "Let's give it a try, it should be an academic discussion." To be honest, after learning South Vietnamese, I haven't communicated with any scholars in our country, and I thank Brother Wang for giving me a chance. โ
Wang Jinping directly started a conversation in South Vietnamese, which surprised Yang Guo a little, because Wang Jinping did not follow the previous model of translating news.
Wang Jinping is quite fluent in South Vietnamese, and although there are no other South Vietnamese translators present, it sounds quite comfortable, and the first impression alone can give him a perfect score.
Not to be outdone, Yang Guo blurted out another piece of South Vietnamese that was equally fluent.
At this time, Wang Jinping showed a surprised expression in his eyes, and he asked in South Vietnamese: "Mr. Yang, have you also lived in South Vietnam?" I didn't expect your South Vietnamese to be so authentic. โ
After graduating from university, Wang Jinping joined a state-owned enterprise and settled in Nanyue as a translator for their factory leaders, and lived in Nanyue for five years, which not only trained his Nanyue language skills, but also honed his accent to be no different from a local. And Yang Guo also spoke an authentic South Vietnamese language, which surprised him very much.
Yang Guo shook his head with a smile and told him, "I have never been to Nanyue, but I met a Nanyue friend on the Internet who was willing to chat with me, so I learned the standard pronunciation of Nanyue from him." โ
Wang Jinping and Yang Guo chatted in South Vietnamese for about ten minutes, which made Yang Guo interested in him a lot, because Wang Jinping's South Vietnamese language does not just stay at the level of speaking, from the conversation, Yang Guo can feel that Wang Jinping's study of South Vietnamese language is very in-depth, and Wang Jinping has read many South Vietnamese classics.
Yang Guo can't do this, at most he knows that there are such titles and histories, and he doesn't have the time or resources to read them one by one. But for Wang Jinping, who is only a commercial translator, it is a great thing to be able to put so much effort into studying a language.
Just when Yang Guo became interested in Wang Jinping and wanted to discuss it with him in depth, Wang Jinping suddenly changed his Chinese, he sighed softly, and said: "Mr. Yang, you are right, in Nanyue, I am indeed inferior to you." โ
The audience was a little confused about Wang Jinping's sudden retreat, and Yang Guo was also taken aback. He didn't think he had won, in the conversation, the two of them were at most half a catty. So he asked, "Brother Wang, why do you say that?" We didn't say who we would. โ
"No, Mr. Yang, I know that my reflexes are not good enough, and your level of South Vietnamese is not worse than mine, but once the written test is taken, I can't do simultaneous interpretation, but you should have no problem, so I still lost." Wang Jinping shook his head and said.
"You can't say that, we are all translators, what does it have to do with simultaneous interpretation?" Yang Guo smiled, "So, you didn't lose, and I didn't win either." โ
(Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation, let's take a ticket and smash the cold door!) โงโฝโฆ๏ผ