Just when the three of them were chatting with each other, at this time, a louder voice suddenly came from the adjacent table.

Sitting at the next table were two white men and a Chinese waiter.

At this time, the two white men were gesturing with their hands while saying something that the waiter did not understand.

The waiter was sweating profusely and anxious, because he didn't know that the two foreigners spoke Russian.

This is an Italian high-end café, and generally speaking, the waiters in it can speak some simple English and Italian, but the two white men obviously don't speak these two languages, which makes the waiters a little embarrassed.

He just wanted to go back and call the manager over to see if he could understand.

But then, a voice came.

They said they ordered two steaks, which were medium-rare, and a portion of pasta with chili sauce. ”

The people at the scene were stunned, Xia Shanshan and Ye Yun also looked at Ouyang Qing opposite with some surprise, they didn't expect that this returnee really had some strength, and he could actually understand Russian.

"Sir, do you understand Russian?" The waiter looked at Ouyang Qing with a happy face as if he had found a life-saving straw.

"A little. Ouyang Qing pretended to be a gentleman on the surface, but Ye Yun noticed that when this guy was talking to the waiter, the corner of his eyes was paying attention to Xia Shanshan's expression, and when he saw Xia Shanshan's surprised expression towards him, a smug look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I'm pretty good at pretending. Ye Yun couldn't help but smile in his heart.

"Sir, can you please help me translate, we ...... I really don't understand Russian. The waiter pleaded.

"Of course. Ouyang Qing started to communicate with the two white men in Russian, and the two white Russians were very happy when they saw that Ouyang Qing could actually speak Russian, and told Ouyang Qing all the dishes they ordered.

Ouyang Qing translated to the waiter.

This conversation only lasted for a while, and after the waiter and the two white Russians thanked Ouyang Qing, they regained their calm.

"I didn't expect Mr. Ouyang to speak Russian, he is really knowledgeable. Xia Shanshan showed an expression of adoration on her face, not knowing whether it was true or fake.

"Hehe, I studied in the United States for three years, and then worked in Russia for two years, and I know some English and Russian. When Ouyang Qing said this, he glanced at Ye Yun intentionally or unintentionally, with a thick disdain in his eyes.

Obviously telling Ye Yun that you, a poor diao who was raised, are not worthy of sitting with me.

Ye Yun smiled coldly in his heart, it's okay if you pretend to be forced, after all, men always like to pretend to be forced in front of beautiful women, which is understandable.

However, you want to step on your buddies and pretend to be forced, which is unforgivable.

At this moment, the waiter from before came over again, and said to Ouyang Qing with a smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, excuse me." That one...... Excuse me, do you know Spanish?"

"Huh?" Ouyang Qing was obviously stunned.

"Well, there's a Spaniard on the second floor who wants to order food from us, but he doesn't speak English and we don't understand Spanish. I just heard that Mr. is fluent in Russian, so I would like to ask if he knows Spanish? If so, can you help us translate, this is the dish he ordered, and the words are also written by him in Spanish. ”

The waiter took out a small notebook the size of his palm and handed it to Ouyang Qing.

That Ouyang Qing showed embarrassment on his face and said, "This ...... Sorry, I don't know Spanish. ”

"That's a shame, I'm sorry to disturb your meal. The waiter put away the small notebook with a disappointed face and was about to leave, but at this time, Ye Yun spoke.

"Why don't you let me translate it for you?" Ye Yun said lightly.

"Huh?!"

The waiter, Ouyang Qing, and Xia Shanshan all looked at Ye Yun with a surprised expression.

"What did you say, sir, you said you could translate for us?" The waiter looked at Ye Yun's clothes, with suspicion in his eyes.

The quality of the clothes Ye Yun was wearing was several grades lower than the waiter's uniform he was wearing, if it weren't for the extraordinary temperament of Ouyang Qing and Xia Shanshan, he would have been a little skeptical that Ye Yun had come here to eat the overlord meal.

This high-end café, just eat anything, the consumption is more than 1,000 yuan, judging from Ye Yun's dress, he really doesn't look like a person who can afford to spend here, let alone a person who can speak Spanish.

He's kidding, right?

"Brother-in-law, do you know Spanish?" said Xia Shanshan in surprise.

"Of course, he's also fluent. Ye Yun said with a smile.

"You just brag. With your diao silk, you still dare to say that you know Spanish?" Ouyang Qing sneered disdainfully in his heart, but verbally said: "Mr. Ye, the people who can go to this kind of high-end restaurant to consume are not ordinary people, especially foreigners, you also know that foreigners have some privileges in our Huaxia, if you make a mistake in translation, you may get into a little trouble." ”

"Hehe, is there a translation error, can't you let that Spaniard see it later?" Ye Yun said with a smile.

The waiter thought about it, and since Ye Yun said so, if he said anything more, he would be suspected of insulting people in person.

Besides, although this guy doesn't look like a literate Spanish-speaking person, after all, people take the initiative to say that they want to do their own favor, and it's hard for them to refuse.

The waiter opened the small notebook again, put it on Ye Yun's desk, and then handed the pen to Ye Yun, "Then I'll bother you, sir." ”

"It's fine, little thing. Ye Yun glanced at the Spanish words on the small notebook, smiled confidently, and then picked up the pen and wrote a few words on it.

The words he wrote immediately stunned the three people at the scene.

Is this a Chinese character?

It's a third-grade elementary school student, and they all write better than yours, right?

I saw that on the small notebook, Ye Yun wrote more than a dozen words, but each of those words was crooked, not scribbled, but real...... It's ugly!