However, Luo Xingcen felt that the blonde foreigner should not speak French and Italian.

She didn't think about it, and immediately dialed He Qianyao's phone, she needed to ask for help from the sidelines.

The male god is so powerful, he must be able to hear which language this is.

But the phone rang several times, but He Qianyao didn't connect. Luo Xingcen sighed in his heart and took the initiative to hang up the phone.

She has now summed up the law, as long as she calls He Qianyao has more than five calls and no one answers, then He Qianyao must be in a state of not being able to answer the phone.

Otherwise, now my own phone calls, the male gods are good at answering in seconds!

In addition to He Qianyao, are there any friends he knows who are proficient in several languages? A name suddenly popped into Luo Xingcen's mind, and she immediately dialed another phone number.

This time, as soon as the call came, the other party immediately answered it.

"Xingcen, what's wrong?" He Qianyu's voice came out of his mobile phone. At this time, she had already changed into pink pajamas and was lying in the quilt ready to sleep, but she didn't expect to receive a call from Luo Xingcen.

He Qianyu knew that Luo Xingcen was usually very considerate, and if it was okay, he would not suddenly call her at this point.

Therefore, there was a hint of concern in her voice.

"Qianyu, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep." Luo Xingcen felt a little apologetic, but she always felt that this phone call from the blonde foreigner did not seem to be simple, and if she didn't figure it out, maybe something big would happen.

In order to prevent someone from overhearing it, Luo Xingcen also specially said something to He Qianyu in English.

At this time, it was not like a few years later when people who knew English were all over the streets, and now there are still very few Chinese people who can speak English.

Among the people Luo Xingcen knew, except for He Qianyao, only He Qianyu was proficient in several languages.

In fact, Yan Xi seemed to understand, but it was impossible for Luo Xingcen to contact her.

"It's okay, what's wrong with you?" He Qianyu asked.

"That's right, Qianyu, can you understand which Chinese language this is?" Luo Xingcen imitated a few overheard blonde foreigners' pronunciations on the phone.

She is now not only good at hearing, but also has amazing brain power, as long as she hears it once, she will almost never forget it, which makes her imitate it and the other party's pronunciation is ** similar.

"It's Portuguese!" After He Qianyu heard a few words, he said very firmly.

"That...... Let me tell you a paragraph, Qianyu, can you help me translate it? Luo Xingcen asked a little embarrassed.

After all, it's so late, and she has to trouble Qianyu to keep her from sleeping.

Who knew that He Qianyu said in a brisk tone: "Xingcen is no problem, I took a notebook, you say a word, I will translate a sentence, and I will say it with you when the translation is complete!" ”

Luo Xingcen was able to ask her for help if he had something, and He Qianyu was actually very happy.

Doesn't this mean that Luo Xingcen regards her as a real friend?

Luo Xingcen was sure that Qianyu could understand, and felt slightly relieved. She relied on her memory and hearing, and while listening to the foreigner's words, she whispered it to He Qianyu.

I have to say that the demon cultivator is really very powerful.

Even if it is face-to-face, ordinary people cannot fully repeat the unfamiliar language spoken by the other party. It's normal to not even learn to say a word. 2k reading web