At noon the next day, Yang Guo came back from outside, turned on the computer, and found that they had passed the review of their registration materials.

Along with the text message on the "approved" site, it is the first round of English manuscripts to be translated, which must be translated within the specified time. (The selection process may be a little different from reality)

Yang Guo read it carefully and found that this was a character report of the 80s in the United States, about the struggle story of a novelist in the United States at that time, this novelist was not well-known in China, but there were also several top-selling books at that time, Yang Guo once learned about him in a material introducing another writer.

After memorizing the article, Yang Guo didn't rush to translate directly, and while he was making lunch, he was thinking about whether there were any unfamiliar allusions in this manuscript, which was also Yang Guo's habit of translating.

Until the end of the meal, Yang Guo did not find anything from the more than 2,000 words that did not make sense, it seems that this round is mainly to look at the style of the translated text translated by the translator, Yang Guo thought to himself.

Is it really that simple?

Of course not! Yang Guo himself didn't see any traps in it, because his level was too much higher than most translators, you know, the big dictionary he memorized and so many Western classics were not memorized in vain.

In fact, there are still some subtleties hidden in the manuscript that are enough to make others scratch their ears and cheeks. The first hurdle in this round is to be able to accurately identify these traps, and this level alone can brush off 30% of the participants, all of whom are translators who come to play soy sauce onlookers and are not strong enough. And the second level is how to break these traps and translate the proper translation, which is not so simple! Although it is possible to find the corresponding explanation through Google (in English, of course), it is very difficult to understand it clearly and thoroughly in a short period of time.

Therefore, this round can definitely brush off a lot of people. But Yang Guo didn't realize at all that his strength was already far ahead of others so much that he could completely ignore this little challenge.

Although there were some complaints about the editors of Yiyan.com, Yang Guo still honestly knocked out the translation that he had typed and sent it back. Of course, because he was busy with lunch halfway through, the time for the completion was decent and didn't attract much attention from the editors.

Before taking a nap, Yang Guo received a call from Duan Xueqing, which made him a little surprised. Since Duan Xueqing graduated, she quickly went to the unit to participate in the induction training, and she was busy for a month, and she didn't have time to call Yang Guo, let alone come to Yang Guo's house to have a look.

Today is the last weekend of this month, Duan Xueqing finally got rid of the state of evaporation from the world, she called Yang Guo, saying that she hoped she wanted to come over to see Qiqi.

Yang Guo agreed, but he persuaded Duan Xueqing, who wanted to come over immediately, the sun at noon was too scorching, and Yang Guo thought that it was not good to come out at this time, so Yang Guo asked Duan Xueqing to come over in the evening.

When I came in the evening, I naturally wanted to leave her for dinner. Song Zhiwen went home today, but Yang Guo didn't feel that there was anything wrong with a lonely man and a widow in a room, maybe his mind was on Qiqi now, and he hadn't considered the problem of feelings for a long time.

When he got up in the afternoon, Yang Guo was doing his translation work in front of the computer until Qiqi woke up. After picking up Kiki, wiping her face and changing diapers, Yang Guo put her in a rocking chair that she temporarily moved to the living room.

From the coffee table, Yang Guo picked up a bag that he brought back this morning, smiled, glanced at Kiki who didn't know why, moved his gaze from her cute big eyes to the top of her head, and looked at her smooth little hair.

That's right! Yang Guo opened the bag, and there was a delicate clipper, a fluffy soft-bristled brush, and a special towel lying inside. I'm going to cut Kiki's hair today!

Before Yang Guo could make the next move, the phone rang. Yang Guo picked up the mobile phone, and Duan Xueqing's soft voice came from the microphone: "I'm at the door of your community!" ”

Yang Guo took the phone to his eyes and looked at the time, it was only four o'clock, how anxious was this girl to come and see Qiqi? Yang Guo rushed to the mobile phone and said, "You wait, I'll go down and pick you up right away." ”

Holding an umbrella, Yang Guo hugged Qiqi down, if it weren't for Qiqi's delicate and weak body, Yang Guo wouldn't have held an umbrella, which would have damaged a man's face too much.

Before he reached the door, Yang Guo saw Duan Xueqing, although his back was facing the sun, but at that moment Yang Guo still felt that he was dazzled.

What kind of beauty is this?

The girl standing at the door with an umbrella, a long skirt with Persian flower stripes off-the-shoulder and feet, waist-length hair that looks a little chestnut under the reflection of the sun, but two strands of bohemian braided hair between her ears, such a quiet and elegant girl exudes wild style, and the classical and exotic romance of China collides with a dazzling light on her body.

Yang Guo, who is the best at making words, found that he was running out of words at the moment, how to describe it? It seemed that in front of her, any flowery rhetoric was eclipsed, like the pearl of the mermaid in the sea facing the sand on the Gobi Desert, and the latter could only sigh with joy.

“Thegirlfromhell！” Yang Guo didn't know why, and such an English sentence came out of his heart. Oh, yes! This girl is from hell (there will be no more gods and monsters in this book, so don't guess), otherwise it would be impossible to be so captivating and so charming.

She has an extraordinary, unapproachable cold temperament, and a charming face that people can't help but chase and can't help but embrace in their arms, which makes Yang Guo always grateful for God's generosity, if Duan Xueqing is allowed to live in war-torn ancient times, wouldn't it be another generation of enchantresses who have brought disaster to the country and the people? Just like the praise of the Western Zhou Dynasty, how many infatuated kings will be stupid to go to the Beacon Opera princes in order to make her laugh?

Sighing in his heart, Yang Guo said hello to the security guard at the door and welcomed Duan Xueqing in.

"The sun is still so shining, why did you come here so early?" Yang Guo said complainingly.

Duan Xueqing said softly: "It's okay, it's not very sunny." ”

Yang Guo held Tuo Qiqi's little buttocks with her right hand, let her face Duan Xueqing, and said with a smile: "Qiqi, Aunt Duan came to see you, are you happy?" Come, say hello to Aunt Duan. ”

Duan Xueqing's beautiful eyes shifted from Yang Guo's body to Qiqi's little face, Qiqi was also looking at her with her mouth slightly open, she smiled slightly, and her long eyelashes flickered. Kiki didn't seem interested, she twisted her head and leaned back against her father's back.

Along the way, almost all of them were Yang Guo talking, Duan Xueqing continued briefly, Yang Guo knew her character, she didn't like to talk too much, and she didn't feel anything awkward.

Back home, Yang Guo took Duan Xueqing to visit every room, needless to say, it was naturally neatly tied, even the top of the bookshelf was spotless.

The second bedroom was converted into a study, and now there is no bed in it, except for the side of the floor-to-ceiling glass, the other three sides are arranged with bookshelves as high as two meters, and now the bookshelves are not full of books, both sides are empty, and one side is stacked with several rows of books from the university and foreign language books that Yang Guo bought recently.

Duan Xueqing looked at the rows of French and German self-study books and works on the shelves, and took out one of them, circled on it, with a few notes written on almost every page, and two brand-new Spanish grammar books on the desk, which looked like they had just been bought.

In fact, according to Yang Guo's current memory, there is no need to take notes at all, as long as he reads any book carefully, it will be permanently stored in his mind, but the habit of reading calligraphy and painting has been retained.

Looking at all this, Duan Xueqing looked back at Yang Guo in surprise, Yang Guo was a little uncomfortable by her beautiful eyes, scratched her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Brother Yang, you wrote all this?" Duan Xueqing flipped through the book in her hand and asked suspiciously.

"That's right," Yang Guo smiled, "Otherwise?" ”

Duan Xueqing covered her mouth and said in shock and adoration: "It's amazing! She herself is also learning languages, although her second foreign language is Spanish, but this does not prevent her from judging that Yang Guo has indeed eaten all the books on the shelf, that is to say, Yang Guo has mastered French and German in addition to English now, but she knows that Yang Guo did not study well in school back then, and the second foreign language has long been learned, but now that she looks at it, it is not the situation she knows!

Yang Guo was now like a talented man, but hidden deep in the thick mist, Duan Xueqing followed him out of the study, her gaze lingering on his broad back for a long time.

While Yang Guo was sorting out the tools for giving Qiqi a haircut, he chatted with Duan Xueqing with a match.

"Xueqing, how do you feel at work now?" He took a cotton ball dipped in alcohol and wiped the small clippers, this small clippers are ceramic shells, they are smooth to the touch, and it is said that the protective performance is relatively good, and Yang Guo picked them up from the children's products store in the morning.

Duan Xueqing sat side by side, her long hair splashing on the sofa like a waterfall, and the cool breeze from the electric fan blew up the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, like a flying catkins. She squeezed her right hand lightly, so that it was behind her ear, and then replied, "It's not bad, I'm getting started gradually." ”

"Is the training tiring? I see that you haven't been able to make a call on your busy phone lately. Yang Guo touched the tip of the little clipper, felt the distance, and said without raising his head.

"At the beginning, I had to memorize a lot of systems, so I didn't have time." Duan Xueqing lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Yang Guo smiled: "Why do you want to say I'm sorry? If you don't have time, just wait until you have time to fight again? Like now, when you have time on the weekend, it would be nice to come and sit here! ”

"Hmm." Duan Xueqing cherished the words like gold.

Yang Guo took out a picture frame-style box from the room, placed it on the coffee table, and rested it next to small clippers and other tools, and then asked, "I just started working, are you used to the working environment?" What about your colleagues? ”

"Well, the working environment is very good, much better than expected, my colleagues are okay, and our director takes good care of me." Duan Xueqing said so much in one breath, she felt a little embarrassed, and lowered her head again.

"Are you directors male or female?" Yang Guo said with a smile.

"Where's the woman?" Duan Xueqing looked up at Yang Guo's face, and then hung her head down shyly like a shrunken turtle.

"The woman is fine, haha." Yang Guo laughed. Now the salty and wet boss is often in the news, Duan Xueqing is such a stunning girl, if she meets a male boss, it is estimated that she will be harassed.