Chapter 58: Translation questions

After the Meng Ting competition, there will be an award ceremony in the evening. Just announce the winner of the award.
She stepped off the stage, still in a trance.
Zhang Xiaofang hugged her: "Congratulations."
Meng Ting nodded with a smile.
Zhang Xiaofang did not win the prize, but she was not discouraged: "I will only be in the third year of high school next year. I can still participate in this competition. See you next year."
"Okay, see you next year."
Teacher Zhang was going to take the team back to City H. Meng Ting told her that she wanted to go back by herself.
Teacher Zhang still feels guilty because of Wen Rui. Hearing that she was going back with Jiang Ren, Teacher Zhang nodded.
With that boy, it is safer than them.
When she came out of Swan Xiaozhu, Jiang Ren was waiting for her by the door.
The warm evening wind blew people slightly drowsy. At the gate where Shao Jiang was stationed, no one dared to come in and break the rules. The teenager was very hot and was drinking mineral water. He is free and unrestrained, if you don't say it, who doesn't know that he is the only heir of the Jiang family.
Meng Ting understood something when he didn't see the investor, but when he saw him staying outside, his heart was sour.
She ran over and hugged his waist from behind. The little face was on his back.
Jiang Ren froze.
Meng Ting rarely took the initiative to get close to him, except that she was particularly sad and afraid. Jiang Ren couldn't see her expression, so he could only rely on guessing. He frowned and said with difficulty: "What's the matter? No prize?"
Jiang Ren was swearing in his heart, what's the matter, do those people have any eyesight?
She shook her head.
"What's the matter?"
He held her arm, but she didn't want to turn around. Jiang Ren was really afraid that she was crying.
Meng Ting's cheeks are reddish: "Are you hot?"
He froze for a long time, then smiled: "It's not hot, it's sweating, has it hit you?"
Shao Jiang has lived for eighteen years, and there is basically no time to be embarrassed, but he is really afraid that the little fairy who has finally caught up will dislike him.
He turned to find that she was not crying.
She is smiling, her eyes are as bright as summer flowers. With open palms, Meng Ting was a small bronze medal. A ballet figure is carved on it.
Meng Ting took his hand and put the bronze medal in it: "I don't have any gift for you, this one is for you."
Jiang Ren looked down at her.
In the warm evening, the girl's voice was sweet: "If you didn't get the first place, don't dislike it." Her big eyes were nervous, as if she was really afraid that he disliked the small bronze medal as worthless.
Jiang Ren felt like he was tapped by someone.
It didn't hurt, but it trembled violently.
She was feeling sorry for him.
The corners of Jiang Ren's lips rose, and he couldn't help lowering his voice several times when he talked to her, and said softly: "Don't dislike it, it's great to hear."
Her eyes were curved, with bright colors.
Jiang Ren put the small bronze medal in his pocket: "Go, take you home."
Meng Ting felt a little sweet in his heart.
Jiang Ren booked the ticket early in the morning. The boarding pass was printed out by the trustee, and he only informed Dong Jiang when he set off. There was no topic between the father and son.
Jiang Ren said, "I'm leaving."
Dong Jiang had nothing to do with him: "Go, go, go."
Jiang Ren was in a good mood, just laughed.
He looked at the curious Meng Ting with big bright eyes, took the phone away from his ear, and couldn't help teasing her: "Look at what I do, do you want to say hello to our dad?" He didn't wait for Meng to listen. In response, he took the phone to her ear.
The metal shell still carries the temperature of a teenager.
She was stunned.
Jiang Ren smiled a little scorn: "Good boy, call Dad."
The tips of Meng Ting's ears were red, and she reached out to push him, telling him not to take it in her eyes.
Jiang Ren held her little hand: "Hurry up, Dad is waiting."
Meng Ting was really afraid of hearing it over there, she wanted to kill Jiang Ren.
She bit her lip and said softly and politely: "Hello Uncle Jiang." She was not mentally prepared, so she could only greet Uncle Jiang first. She had contact with Jiang Ren's father for the first time in two lives, and it was so sudden.
She waited for a response, her small face was serious, a little aggrieved, and especially nervous. Too cute.
Jiang Ren couldn't help but laughed.
He laughed and his chest trembled, and there was no sound on the other end for a while, and Meng Ting looked at him blankly.
Jiang Ren turned the phone over to show her.
It turned out to have died long ago.
Meng was so angry that he wanted to hit him.
"Meng Ting, why are you so cute?"
Why are you so bad Jiang Ren.
He said, "Why don't you call Dad?"
Meng Ting was too ashamed: "That's your father."
He just laughed: "Well, my dad."
Jiang Ren had no luggage, but Meng Ting's small suitcase. The other hand stretched out: "Hold me."
She wanted to laugh.
He looked bright and looked forward to it, but his tone was overbearing. As if she had to do it if she didn't.
Are you nervous, Jiang Ren?
Meng Ting's long eyelashes lowered, and he glanced at his thin, white fingers. She thought about him just now deliberately coaxing himself to call father, hesitating to stretch out his hand, before touching his palm, put it back, and looked up at his reaction with her back behind her back.
Jiang Ren lowered his eyes and saw a smile in her eyes. She has long eyelashes like crow feathers, and her tea-colored eyes have little pride.
As if to say, you deserve your bastard.
He also laughed.
Fuck. Moe is dead.
When he left city b alone last year, he had blood on his mouth. In the busy streets in the early morning, I smoked for half the night. Then he boarded the plane in silence.
At that time he didn't know where to go.
Later, he randomly picked the H city where He Junming and his company moved.
The night in City H was quiet, and the street light even broke.
He sneered, and the tip of his shoe crushed the cigarette butt.
And this time, his heart is almost dead. For the first time, I felt a sense of belonging to a city. Because the most beautiful girl in the world is sleeping soundly on his shoulder.
He did not dare to move.
Meng Ting was tense for several days and was very tired from dancing.
She curled her long eyelashes and cast a shallow silhouette under the faint airplane light. The breathing sound is also soft.
Jiang Ren sent out a text message with one hand, asking people to pick up the checked luggage.
He picked her up and got off the plane.
Meng Ting woke up and rubbed his eyes: "Are you there?"
"Well, you continue to sleep."
Meng Ting was embarrassed to sleep again, and she was very happy when she went home. After all, the city in my hometown sounds warm in my heart.
Just in the early morning, a whole small city by the sea ushered in sleep.
When Meng heard about his home, the lights in the entire community went out.
There is only one cat traveling at night, and the cat's eyes are especially bright in the dark, and when he sees someone, he rushes into the grass.
Meng Ting said softly: "I'm going home, you go home too Jiang Ren."
This is their third morning together. Jiang Ren tightened his hands subconsciously, and then let go again as if nothing had happened. Smiled and said: "Okay."
When she went upstairs, Jiang Ren still did not take his gaze back.
He didn't sleep last night, and he dare not sleep tonight.
The faint light on the third floor came on, and went out after a while.
Meng Ting might not know how he looked at her window sill this year.
The heart beats forcefully and regularly, but faster than many times.
His illness is not getting better, it seems to be more serious.
He can't lose her. He stays up all night and can't comfort this restless heart. He watched for a long time, waiting for the cat to walk out of the grass gracefully before Jiang Ren left the community.
The next day is Tuesday, the school day.
When He Junming came to school with a yawn, he saw Brother Ninja in the seat at a glance.
He Junming remembered the incident the night before, and subconsciously wanted to laugh. It's a risk he held back.
Several boys winked, and no one mentioned that Brother Shinobu had a dream in the middle of the night.
However, Jiang Ren, who vowed to study hard before leaving, stared at his mobile phone all day.
He didn't play games, he just stared.
He Junming said, "Brother Ninja, what are you doing?"
Jiang Ren pursed his lips.
He sent a good morning message to Meng Ting at 6:30 in the morning, waiting for her reply. However, until he came to school, she still did not reply.
He Junming thought, let's see, this is the sequelae of dreams not coming true.
Oh, Brother Shinobu is really miserable.
He Junming comforted him: "Brother Ninja, stop studying, go to play games after school."
Jiang Ren said indifferently: "Don't go." The corners of his lips raised: "I'm going to find my girlfriend."
He Junming: "..."
He Han turned his head: "Brother Ninja, is your girlfriend?"
"Meng listen."
He Junming: "Puff hahahaha."
He Han didn't hold back this time: "Fuck, He Junming, you laugh first, don't blame Lao Tzu, sorry I can't help it, hahahahaha!"
Fang Tan also twitched the corners of his mouth, trying to laugh so hard.
Mainly, would Meng Ting really agree to fall in love? Their seventh middle school, good students of twenty eight classics, their puppies are like drugs in their eyes. What a lie.
Jiang Ren's eyes were slightly cool, without a smile.
When they laughed enough, he took out a few notes from his wallet and threw them into their hands one by one, with a cold voice: "Wedding Candy Money."
Jiang Ren rushed into a daze, He Junming hooked his finger.
He Junming moved his head over.
Then he took a hard hit.
"Brother Oh, Aow Ninja, I was wrong!"
"You, mom just dreamed." Jiang Ren was in a good mood, so he let him go. He didn't bother to prove anything, he went without the phone ringing.
He restrained himself and took out the homework assigned by Meng Ting before.
Jiang Ren wrote seriously and waited until school was over. He closed the book, went out first, and then walked to No.7 Middle School in the surprised eyes of He Junming and theirs.
Jiang Ren walked halfway, and stopped in annoyance.
No way.
Puppy love doesn't matter to him, but Meng can't listen to it. Their school system does not allow it, and Meng Ting’s father.
But Jiang Ren wanted to see her very much. He sat down honestly all morning, thinking about going crazy.
Meng Ting was the last to leave the classroom.
When Zhao Nuancheng greeted her to go, she shook her head.
"What are you writing?"
Meng Ting's face blushed and covered the paper.
Zhao Nuancheng smiled and said, "What are you not allowed to see."
Meng Ting just insisted on shaking his head.
Zhao Nuancheng said, "Then I'm leaving. Today, my dad will go home early and take me and my mom to Pizza Hut for dinner."
When she left, Meng Ting finished writing on the paper.
Then she practiced a few more questions. Meng Ting thought very simply that it is wrong to have a puppies relationship. However, the school's teacher restricted it because it would affect the grade. She can only work harder to make up, not to let her performance decline.
For the first time, she wrote poems to Jiang Ren in a girlish mood.
She had already seen his good morning. However, at half past six, he must have not slept well.
Since Meng Ting decided to be with him, she didn't want Jiang Ren to follow the path of his previous life. She hopes that the little villain will be well, even if he is not with her in the future, he will be happy for a lifetime.
But Jiang Ren was ill, irritable, and unable to control himself.
He took a long time to leave last night, and Meng listened and saw it from outside the curtains. Then she didn't sleep at night, and went to find a lot of information to soothe irritability. Jiang Ren can't believe that she likes him, the boy has an unruly personality, but his heart is extremely sensitive.
She was ashamed to hug him and kiss him, and didn't try to like someone, but she was very gentle, and she would understand this one day. He must be scared, but he hasn't told her.
Meng Ting finished a poem with diary paper, and then wrote in the upper left corner in delicate handwriting: Translation Question.
She locked the door and walked past rows of verdant plane trees.
Then I saw Jiang Ren.
Jiang Ren pressed his lips tightly, then smiled and said, "I waited until they had all gone."
Meng Ting was stunned, and it took a long time to realize that he was afraid that he would be angry. Just like the time he came out from the police station, he also avoided himself.
He is not forever, but he is cautious about falling in love, for fear that she will regret breaking up.
She felt sour and soft, Jiang Ren was so kind.
Meng Ting blinked his eyes with a small face and gave him the paper in his hand: "Translation question."
Jiang Ren thought she was angry, and said with difficulty: "Then I won't be able to come to your school during the daytime?"
She was funny in her heart.
"Not good, but you will be rewarded for doing the translation question correctly."
"Any reward is fine?"
She grinned.
So Jiang Ren began to translate in the afternoon.
Above are the English letters she copied by hand.
Delicate handwriting.
He unrolled the piece of paper and was stunned at the first sentence.
He knows all three letters.
"Iloveyou,"
For a moment, the teacher's voice gradually faded away, and his heart beat fast. This is the first time I turned the dictionary so fast.
Pieced together to come up with the second sentence-
"Notonlyforwhatyouare,"
No, just for, what, you are.
What the is it.
Jiang Ren couldn't help it anymore. The first time he cheated, he took out his mobile phone. Seeing the correct answer that made his heart tremble--
"I love you not only because of the way you look
Also because, when I am with you, the way I look
I love you not only because of what you do for me
Also because what I can do for you
I love you because you can call out the most true part of me
I love you because you travel through the wilderness of my heart, as easy as sunlight through crystals
My stupidity, my weakness, hardly exist in your eyes
And in the most beautiful place in my heart, it is illuminated by your light
No one else ever bothered to go so far
Others find it too troublesome to find
So no one has ever discovered my beauty
So no one has been here"
She excerpted a love poem for him as a translation question.
"Love" by Irish poets.
Jiang Ren breathed quickly and his fingers trembled. I stood up for a long time, and the table shook the sky by him.
The Chinese teacher who lectured above was dumbfounded: "Jiang and Jiang Ren, are now in class."
He Junming also squatted, and pulled Jiang Ren's clothes corner: "Brother Ren, the principal is still patrolling outside."
He could not hear anything.
Jiang Ren realized for the first time in his life how terrifying the power of knowledge. Because of a love poem by a fairy in his family, his blood is boiling now. Almost crazy.