“Hello，Justin!”

"Do you know this foreigner?" Every waiter who comes to work part-time will report his major and bedroom address, so the proprietress knows that Xue Qinger is majoring in English.

"Hmm." Xue Qing'er nodded.

"Then come and greet him!" Xue Qing'er said okay.

When the others saw someone who knew English, they all looked at her with envy, Xue Qing'er spoke English fluently, and beckoned Justin to go up to the private room on the second floor.

Justin went through the dishes one by one, and finally ordered a few slightly less spicy vegetables and a pot of juice.

Xue Qing'er tilted her head and watched him taste these dishes and juices, very strange, why did he come to Sichuan restaurant to eat when he didn't like spicy food?

Justin gave a thumbs up and said it tasted great! Then he chatted casually with Xue Qing'er for a few days, and told her that there would be an academic conference soon, and he wanted Xue Qing'er to act as his translator, and asked her if she would like to give it a try.

When Xue Qing'er heard what he meant, she was very surprised, she waved her hand again and again, but Justin kept smiling and nodding at her, sure she could do it.

Xue Qing'er smiled, and if she didn't want to push it again, she agreed.

In this way, within half a month, Justin called Xue Qing'er to do a translation several times, all when Xue Qing'er had no classes or part-time jobs, basically once every two days, some were academic conferences, and some were the daily translators that Justin needed.

Xue Qing'er didn't dare to speak, but gradually became familiar with the speed of foreigners' speech, and translated more fluently. She is constantly learning professional vocabulary that she doesn't understand, and constantly practicing her translation skills in the dormitory.

Hard work will bear fruit, and later, when she meets some foreign experts who come to attend academic conferences, she can also talk to them without humility or arrogance.

Half a month later, Xue Qing'er and Wan Xin went to participate in the first trial of the speech contest together, and when she sat in the audience, she saw so many contestants speaking fluent speaking, and she was no longer afraid.

Wan Xin thought she would be nervous, held her hand, and comforted her, "It's okay, just say it boldly."

One student was so nervous on stage that he couldn't help but shake his head when he said a sentence for a long time, with all the pauses in between.

Xue Qing'er took the stage behind the classmate, and Wan Xin gave her an encouraging smile and a thumbs up to cheer her on.

Xue Qing'er smiled, clenched her fist with one hand, pressed her thumb to her palm, and then slowly relaxed herself, imagining that the audience was full of guests attending academic conferences, and she just wanted to say her thoughts so that they could understand.

She said the manuscript that she had gone through countless times in her heart in the form of a speech.

She bites every note very accurately, tries her best to achieve the politeness and demeanor that her speech should have, and her confidence, dignity and elegance are perfectly reflected in her body.

Wan Xin in the audience was stunned, she didn't know when Xue Qing'er's spoken language became so good.

When Xue Qinger's speech ended, several judges applauded, one of whom was Justin!

“Good job!” Justin gave her a thumbs up, and Xue Qing'er bowed to him a little shyly, thanking him for his help with her speaking for a while.

"Oh my God, your spoken language is improving so fast, I'm dumbfounded, if I close my eyes, I can't tell whether it's a foreigner or a Chinese girl standing on the stage!" When Wan Xin and Xue Qing'er walked on the road, they were so excited that they almost felt like they had won a grand prize.

"Justin helped me a lot!" Xue Qing'er remembered that in the past half a month, Justin had frequently invited her to be a translator, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a faint smile.

"You mean the translator?" Wan Xin asked.

Xue Qing'er nodded.

"Don't you think it's a bit of a coincidence, why does Justin always ask you to be his translator when you're about to participate in an English competition?"

Xue Qing'er shook her head, not knowing why.

At this time, she saw Li Chengbin, who was walking towards this side with Zhai Mengyou talking and laughing, and Xue Qing'er hurriedly found a place to hide.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped to the left, he sprained his foot and sat on the ground.

There was some pain in her expression.

At this time, Jian Ange, who was on his way to the library, happened to see this scene, he hurriedly ran over, squatted down, and asked her what was wrong?

"It's not in the way, it's just that the foot is twisted!"

"I'll see!" Jian Ange said that he wanted to help Xue Qing'er check the injury, but unexpectedly, Xue Qing'er's whole person was light, and she was picked up.

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