Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

As soon as the young man ran away, Zhou Xiaodong also covered his lunch box and left.

Liu Chunhua stared at the tall figure with a slightly lonely expression.

Shen Zhihuan couldn't bear to keep her in the dark, so he took her to a deserted place and told her all her suspicions and their abnormal reactions.

"Zhihuan, do you mean that Zhou Xiaodong might like Xiao Xiaohua, the mainstay of the art troupe?" Liu Chunhua's eyebrows gathered with a cloud of worry.

She looked down at her tall and thick body, and raised a wry smile at the corner of her mouth.

How could she compete with the graceful, graceful and good-looking pillar Xiao Xiaohua?
With her fat body, she still has a big face comparable to Bao Gong?
Suddenly, Liu Chunhua's heart felt like a big stone was pressing down on her, making it extremely difficult for her to even take a breath.

Seeing Liu Chunhua's shoulders slumped and her face looking sad, Shen Zhihuan raised his hand and patted her shoulder gently.

"Chunhua, there are so many good men in the world. Let's pick slowly, and we can always pick one who has no one in our heart."

Liu Chunhua lowered her head and rested her forehead on Shen Zhihuan's shoulder.

"Zhihuan, I want to lose weight..."

"Okay, I will be responsible for supervising you from now on." Shen Zhihuan readily took over the responsibility of supervision.

In the next period of time, Shen Zhihuan and Ren Jingjing were basically immersed in the pile of original documents.

Except for going to the bathroom and sleeping, he almost never leaves the house.

Liu Chunhua, who only knew some simple words, had never seen more than half of the words in the original book, let alone helped translate them.

Before, she was somewhat unconvinced by the ridicule and ridicule from her stingy and venomous cousin.

I feel like I have been studying for several months. Even if I can’t translate complicated things, I still won’t have much of a problem if I can translate something simple...

Unexpectedly, when she opened the original book, which was many times thicker than the foreign language textbook, she was immediately dumbfounded.

So what kind of original document is it? It's clearly the Book of Heaven!

The translator couldn't help, so Liu Chunhua could only do some errands and odd jobs.

Make meals, turn on water, wash lunch boxes, make tea, sweep the floor...

As Ren Jingjing gets older, he has to stand up from time to time to stretch his waist and rub his increasingly stiff shoulders and neck.

Even though Shen Zhihuan is thin, she is quite capable.

Except for occasionally getting up and rubbing his shoulders and neck, he spent most of his time writing furiously.

At first, Ren Jinghua was a little worried. He had to check everything Shen Zhihuan translated, lest there were any mistakes.

after all……

There is no small matter in the military camp.

Translators must not only have excellent professional knowledge, but also have sufficient cultural reserves and skilled translation skills.

Without the experience of reading a lot of books and the accumulation of years of experience, it is difficult to succeed in translation.

And Shen Zhihuan obviously has such ability.

Ren Jingjing's original plan was to ask her to help with some simple translations...

I didn't expect that Shen Zhihuan's professional knowledge and translation skills were even better than him.

Especially on certain words and sentences, Shen Zhihuan's translation was much more appropriate than his translation.

And judging by Shen Zhihuan’s translation speed...

It also makes Ren Jinghua, a teacher, extremely ashamed.

Many times, even though they were sitting down together, he had only translated a few pages, while Shen Zhihuan had already translated a small pile.

I can't even be unconvinced.

After translating the last chapter, Shen Zhihuan closed the original document, stretched and stood up.

Hearing the movement on Shen Zhihuan's side, Ren Jingjing raised his head and was slightly startled when he saw her putting the original document on the desk back on the bookshelf, and then taking another original document from the top of the bookshelf.

"This book... is finished again?"

"En!" Shen Zhihuan nodded slightly.

Putting the original document on the desk, she rubbed her sore neck and went to the window.Looking at the looming peaks in the distance, her mind was filled with Captain Su.

It doesn’t mean that it can be as fast as twenty days, or as slow as one month, it is almost forty days...

Shen Zhihuan sighed inwardly.

Today, it is getting hotter day by day, and I wonder if the clothes her Captain Su brought are enough for a change of clothes? !

In the deep mountains and old forests, not only are there many venomous snakes and beasts, but mosquitoes, rats, and ants are also rampant...

Shen Zhihuan felt a little distressed when she thought that her Captain Su had to guard against sneak attacks and attacks by the Blue Army, while also having to deal with those things in the mountains and forests every day.

"Zhihuan, what time is it?" Ren Jingjing picked up the enamel jar and took a sip of tea before standing up.

Shen Zhihuan raised her wrist and glanced, "Eleven fifty."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Ren Jinghua's stomach growl a few times.

Ren Jingjing took two more sips of tea and put down the enamel jar.

"I'll go out and take a look..."

As he said that, he was getting ready to go out.

If it had been before, he would have definitely ordered Shen Zhihuan to go.

But these days of blows...

A strong sense of frustration arose in Ren Jinghua's heart.

In front of Shen Zhihuan, he couldn't stand up to the teacher.

When he thinks that as a teacher, he has to hold the original book to ask a student for advice from time to time...

Ren Jinghua felt that his teacher's dignity had collapsed.

Before his hand touched the door handle, the green wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

Liu Chunhua, holding two lunch boxes, stood at the door panting heavily.

Seeing Ren Jinghua standing inside the door, she was slightly startled, and then she avoided his sight with a guilty conscience.

"You still know how to deliver food to us?" Ren Jingjing frowned slightly.

Knowing that Liu Chunhua was not qualified for the translation job, Ren Jingjing originally planned to let Liu Chunhua go back.

But Liu Chunhua cried with runny nose and tears and shouted that she wanted to stay and study...

In a moment of weakness, he allowed her to stay.

how do you know...

Ren Jinghua couldn't help but sigh.

I used to know how to deliver meals to them on time when I went out for a run, but now I can’t even get meals on time...

Ren Jinghua once again considered whether to send her back to school.

Liu Chunhua, who knew she was wrong, quickly admitted her mistake with a smile, "Teacher Ren, I'm sorry, I accidentally overslept. I won't do it next time."

82军午饭的时间是11：20—12：00。

It's already 11:50 now. If it's any later, lunch will be gone.

Liu Chunhua had a good attitude in admitting her mistake, so Ren Jingjing naturally couldn't say anything more, so she took the lunch box and went to his own seat.

Seeing Ren Jingjing let her go, Liu Chunhua couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

She strode to the window and handed the lunch box to Shen Zhihuan.

"Where's yours?" Shen Zhihuan took the lunch box and looked down at Liu Chunhua's empty hands.

"My meal has been brought back to the dormitory. I'll go back to eat later." Liu Chunhua's eyes flashed slightly.

"Then go back and eat! Eating it when it's cold is not good for your stomach." Shen Zhihuan's pink lips curled slightly.