My Lady Fairy

Yeeyan's editing efficiency was very high. At noon the next day, Yang Guo came back from outside and turned on the computer to find that they had passed the examination of their registration materials.

Along with the text message "approved" in the station, it is the English manuscript to be translated in the first round, which is to be translated within the specified time.

After reading it carefully, Yang Guo found that this was a report of American people in the 1980s. It was about the struggle story of a novelist in the United States at that time. This novelist was not famous in China, but there were also several best-selling books at that time. Yang Guo once learned about him in a material introducing another writer.

After reciting the article, Yang Guo began to translate it without hurry. While making lunch, he was thinking about whether there were any strange allusions in the manuscript, which was also the habit of Yang Guo's translation.

Until the end of the meal, Yang Guo didn't find anything that didn't make sense from the more than 2000 words. It seems that this round is mainly to see the literary talent of the translator's translation, Yang Guo thought in his heart.

Is it really that simple?

Of course not! Yang Guo himself didn't see any traps in it, because his level was much higher than that of most translators. You know, the big dictionary he recited and so many western classics are not for nothing.

In fact, there are still some mysteries hidden in the manuscript that can make others scratch their ears. The first difficulty in this round is to be able to accurately judge these traps. This level alone can brush out 30% of the participants. These are translators who come to fight against soy sauce onlookers and lack of strength. And the second level is how to crack these traps and translate them into appropriate translations. This level is not so simple! Although we can find the corresponding explanation through Google, it is very difficult to understand it clearly and completely in a short time.

So this round will definitely wipe out many people. But Yang Guo didn't realize that his strength was far ahead of others, so that he could completely ignore this little challenge.

Although there were some roast about the editor of yeeyan.com in his heart, Yang Guo honestly typed out the translation of his abdominal manuscript and sent it back. Of course, because he was busy eating lunch in the middle of the way, the completion time was regular and would not attract much attention from editors.

Before taking a nap, Yang Guo received a call from duanxueqing, which surprised him a little. After graduating, duanxueqing soon went to the unit to participate in the induction training. She has been busy for a month and has no time to call Yang Guo, let alone come to Yang Guo's house.

Today is the last weekend of this month. Duan Xueqing finally got rid of the state of evaporation. She called Yang Guo and said she hoped she wanted to come and see Qiqi.

Yang Guo agreed, but he persuaded duanxueqing, who wanted to come right away. The sun at noon was too hot. When Yang Guo came out at this time, he thought that the whole person was bad, so Yang Guo asked duanxueqing to come back near the evening.

Come over in the evening, and naturally you want to keep her for dinner. Song Zhiwen went home today, but Yang Guo didn't feel that there was anything wrong with being alone in the same room. Maybe he was thinking about Qiqi now, and hadn't considered the problem of feelings for a long time.

After getting up in the afternoon, Yang Guo did his own translation work in front of the computer until Qiqi woke up. After picking up Qiqi, wiping her face and changing her diaper, Yang Guo put her in the rocking chair temporarily moved to the living room.

From the tea table, Yang Guo picked up a bag he brought back this morning. He he smiled and glanced at the unknown Qiqi. His eyes moved from her cute big eyes to her head and looked at her smooth little hair.

That's right! Yang Guo opened the bag, in which lay a delicate pusher, a fluffy soft brush and a special towel. Today is to cut Qiqi's hair!

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

Yang Guo took the mobile phone to his eyes and looked at the time. It was only four o'clock. How anxious was the girl to see Qiqi? Yang GuoChong said on his cell phone, "wait, I'll pick you up right away."

Holding an umbrella, Yang Guo held Qiqi down. If it weren't for Qiqi's delicate body, Yang Guo wouldn't hold an umbrella, which would be too damaging to a man's face.

Before reaching the door, Yang Guo saw duanxueqing. Although he turned his back to the sun, Yang Guo still felt dazzled at that moment.

What kind of beauty is this?

The girl standing at the door with an umbrella, her shoulders and feet long skirt with Persian stripes, her long hair that looks chestnut and waist length under the reflection of the sun, but two strands of Bohemian braided hair are left between her ears. Such a quiet and elegant girl exudes a wild style, and the Chinese classical and exotic romance collided with a dazzling light on her.

Yang Guo, who is best at writing, found that he was poor in words at the moment. How to describe it? It seems that in front of her, any gorgeous words are eclipsed, like the Pearl of the sea shark against the gravel on the Gobi desert, which can only be looked at with a sigh.

“Thegirlfromhell！” Yang Guo didn't know how, and such an English sentence came out of his heart. Yes! This girl comes from hell, otherwise she can't be so charming and charming.

She has a cool temperament that is extraordinarily refined and close to strangers, and a charming face that people can't help chasing and holding in their arms, which makes Yang Guo always thank God for his generosity. If Duan Xueqing lives in the ancient times of war, isn't she another generation of witch who brings disaster to the country and the people? Just like Baosi in the Western Zhou Dynasty, how many infatuated kings will go to the beacon fire to play princes in order to make her laugh?

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

"The sun is still so hot. Why did you come here so early?" Yang Guo complained.

Duanxueqing said softly, "it's okay, it's not very sunny."

Yang Guo held Qiqi's small buttocks in her right hand and asked her to face Duan Xueqing. She said with a smile, "Qiqi, aunt Duan came to see you. Are you happy? Come on, say hello to Aunt Duan."

Duanxueqing's beautiful eyes shifted from Yang Guo to Qiqi's small face. Qiqi was also looking at her with her mouth slightly open. She smiled, and her long eyelashes fluttered. Qiqi didn't seem interested. She twisted her head and leaned against her father's back.

Along the way, Yang Guo was almost speaking, and Duan Xueqing briefly continued. Yang Guo knew her character and was not happy to talk more, and didn't feel uncomfortable.

Back home, Yang Guo took duanxueqing to visit every room. Needless to say, it was naturally neatly packed, and even the top shelf was spotless.

The study transformed from the secondary bedroom now has no bed in it. Except for the side of the floor glass, the other three sides of the room are equipped with bookshelves up to two meters high. Now the bookshelves are not full of books, and both sides are empty. On one side, there are rows of books from former universities and foreign language books bought by Yang Guo recently.

Duan Xueqing looked at the rows of French and German self-study books and works on the bookshelf, and pulled out one of them. It was circled, with a few notes written on almost every page. There were 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 carefully reads any book, it will be permanently stored in his mind, but the habit of reading calligraphy and painting has been preserved.

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 the matter?"

"Brother Yang, did you write all this?" Duanxueqing turned over the book in her hand and asked in doubt.

"Yes," Yang Guo laughed, "otherwise?"

Duanxueqing covered her mouth and said in shock and admiration, "it's too powerful!" She is also a language learner. Although her second foreign language is Spanish, it does not prevent her from judging that Yang Guo has really eaten all the books on the bookshelf. In other words, Yang Guo now masters French and German in addition to English, but she knows that Yang Guo didn't study well in school, and she didn't learn a second foreign language for a long time, but now it's not the situation she knows!

Yang Guo is now like a talented man who is deeply hidden in the thick fog. Duan Xueqing followed him out of the study and his eyes lingered on his generous back for a long time.

Yang Guo was sorting out the tools to cut Qiqi's hair while chatting with Duan Xueqing.

"Xue Qing, how do you feel at work now?" He took a cotton ball dipped in alcohol and wiped the small pusher. This small pusher is a ceramic shell, which feels very smooth. It is said to have good protective performance. It was picked up by Yang Guo from the children's supplies store in the morning.

Duan Xueqing sat with her legs together, her long hair spilled on the sofa like a waterfall, and the cool wind from the electric fan blew her sweat wet hair on her forehead, like willow catkins flying in disorder. With a gentle stroke of her right hand, she caught it behind her ear, and then replied, "it's not bad. I can start it gradually."

"Are you tired from the training? You haven't had time to make a phone call recently." Yang Guo touched the tip of the knife of the small pusher, felt the distance, and said without raising his head.

"At the beginning, I had to recite many systems, so I didn't have time." Duanxueqing bowed her head and said, "sorry."

Yang Guo said with a smile, "why do you say sorry? If you don't have time, just wait until you have time. Just like now, when you are free on the weekend, come here and have a seat. That's great!"

"Well." Duanxueqing's words are like gold.

Yang Guo turned out a picture frame box from the room, put it on the tea table and put it next to tools such as a small pusher. He then asked, "just starting to work, do you adapt to the working environment? How are your colleagues?"

"Well, the working environment is very good, much better than expected. My colleagues are OK. Our director takes care of me." Duanxueqing said so much in one breath, feeling a little embarrassed, and lowered her head again.

"Is your director male or female?" Yang Guo laughed.

"Where's the woman." Duanxueqing looked up at Yang Guo's face, and then hung her head shyly like a shrinking turtle.

"Women are fine, haha." Yang Guo laughed. Now Xianshi's boss is often reported in the newspapers. Duan Xueqing is such a gorgeous girl. If she meets a male boss, it is estimated that she will be harassed.

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