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Chapter 105 Lu Chen: Your dragon fruit-colored lipstick looks pretty good!
After Lu Chen heard the photographer's answer, he frowned and spoke slowly after a long time.

"Hey! I always feel like there's something wrong with the translation you're talking about!"

The photographer immediately shook his head and said firmly:
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I was ranked third in Chinese in our class at that time!"

"That's how I remember it being translated!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room were completely stunned after hearing the translations of these two people.

【I go!Is this how this sentence is translated? ? ? 】

[At first glance, it seems that there is nothing wrong with me. But if you look carefully, it seems that the problem is quite big. Why do you mean that I am more beautiful than my wife, so you should chat with me privately? ? ? 】

[Did these two guys really escape from a mental hospital?Who in the right mind would translate like this? ? ? 】

[I teach Chinese, and I’m being bullied by these two, and now I’m about to have a heart attack! 】

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Seeing the photographer being so decisive, Lu Chen nodded doubtfully, turned around and said to Nan Nan:
"Then write it like this! He should be right..."

Nan Nan nodded dully, continued pointing at the paper and asked:

"Nothing but familiarity. How should I translate it?"

Hearing this familiar sentence, Lu Chen and the photographer folded their arms, with confident smiles on their faces. They snorted disdainfully and said in unison:
"That's it? Just have some hands!"

"If I hear the truth in the morning, will I die in the evening?"

"I found out the way to your house in the morning, and you can die in the evening!"

Nan Nan nodded thoughtfully and said with emotion:

"The ancients were really irritable!"

the other side.

Zhao Zhijing was sitting in the living room, looking up at the second floor.

Hearing Lu Chen's voice coming out from time to time, he nodded thoughtfully.

"They studied so seriously!"

"Shall I go cut some fruit?"

After saying that, Zhao Zhijing walked towards the kitchen.

Take out a few pitayas from the refrigerator, cut them and divide them into two plates.

Then he ordered Zhao Lingyan in the living room:

"Xiao Yan'er, can you bring these two plates of fruit up to Lu Chen and the others?"

"I see they have been working hard for a long time."

Zhao Lingyan just took the plate silently, turned around and walked towards the second floor, with an angry expression on his face.

Obviously still brooding about what happened before.

"Hmph! Scumbags don't deserve to eat fruit!"

As she spoke, she chewed the dragon fruit on the big plate as if it were Lu Chen.

……

"Boom! Boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and Lu Chen, who was explaining classical Chinese to Nan Nan, heard the knock on the door.

Stretched slowly.

"Please come in!"

Zhao Lingyan walked in with a small plate of red dragon fruit.

Nan Nan was also tired of studying, so she stood up from the chair, ran towards Zhao Lingyan, and hugged Zhao Lingyan's thigh.

"Sister Huahua!"

Zhao Lingyan touched Nannan's little head and said in a doting tone:

"Nannan, your mother peeled some fruit for you, eat it quickly!"

Zhao Lingyan put the plate on the table and looked towards Lu Chen and the photographer.

The moment Lu Chen saw Zhao Lingyan, he suddenly laughed out loud.

The photographer's expression was distorted, and his entire facial features were exerting force to control the raised corners of his mouth.

Zhao Lingyan looked unhappy and said:

"Why are you laughing!" Lu Chen covered his mouth and his eyes turned into crescent moons.

"I was just laughing at the fact that there was a pig called Huahua in my village before!"

Zhao Lingyan was still unaware at this moment. Hearing Lu Chen's words, she felt that the two people in front of her who were suppressing laughter were a little childish.

"Ha! It's just a nickname, don't you have one?"

Nan Nan, who heard the new vocabulary on the side, raised her head in surprise and couldn't help but curiously said:

"Sister Huahua, what is your nickname?"

"This is the name you use when you drink milk. For example, Nan Nan is your baby name!"

Zhao Lingyan bent down and explained slowly.

Nan Nan nodded thoughtfully and looked at Lu Chen and the photographer.

"Then what's my brother's nickname?"

Lu Chen was stunned by this question, and then said seriously:
"If it goes by what I just said, my nickname should be Death Ghost, right?"

Zhao Lingyan: "Hey eh eh???"

"Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"

"There are children here! What more can you say about tigers and wolves!"

Zhao Lingyan quickly covered Nan Nan's ears beside her. At this time, the photographer also spoke slowly and thoughtfully.

"Then my nickname should be Guanren?"

"San'er, I'm not talking about you. If you want to have a nickname, you must be an eunuch, right?"

"Brother! Don't slander me! How could I, a handsome young man, have such a nickname!"

Zhao Lingyan: "..."

Zhao Lingyan listened to the conversation between the two and felt a truck run over her face.

Helplessly holding her forehead, she couldn't help but doubt: "I really don't know what my aunt is thinking, she actually asked you two to teach Nan Nan..."

Lu Chen did not answer her question, but silently turned his eyes to the small plate of dragon fruit. He was about to pick up a toothpick and eat a piece, but was interrupted by Zhao Lingyan.

Zhao Lingyan raised the dragon fruit in front of her and stared at Lu Chen like a vicious dog guarding its food.

"My aunt specially cut this for Nannan to eat. A scumbag doesn't deserve to eat fruit!"

Lu Chen looked at the lavender color remaining at the corners of Zhao Lingyan's mouth, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Really? Then I'll ask Sister Jing if anyone has eaten our dragon fruit!"

Zhao Lingyan was stunned when she heard Lu Chen's words.

His eyes immediately shifted elsewhere, feeling a little guilty.

"Ha! Who would secretly eat your dragon fruit? It must be because you have so many girlfriends and make your aunt angry!"

At this time, Nan Nan on the side pulled the corner of Zhao Lingyan's skirt.

Looking at her mouth painted lavender with dragon juice, he said:
"Auntie, your lavender lipstick looks so beautiful today!"

"What lavender lipstick? I didn't wear lipstick today?"

Zhao Lingyan was still a bit unresponsive. Just halfway through speaking, he suddenly froze.

He quickly turned around and took out the mirror.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream of collapse in the room.

"what!"

Zhao Lingyan's pretty face turned red and her face was burning. She didn't expect that she would be caught eating secretly.

Lu Chen, on the other hand, acted out what she had just done in a coquettish manner.

"Ha! Who would secretly eat your dragon fruit? It must be your hot girlfriend..."

Zhao Lingyan, who was humiliated in person, covered Lu Chen's mouth, her eyes widened, and she said fiercely:
"Shut up! If you keep talking, I will go to my aunt to complain and let her see how you are flirting with girls!"

Facing Zhao Lingyan's threat, Lu Chen snorted with disdain and said with great confidence:
"Ha! Do you have any evidence?"

After saying that, he saw a dark camera pointed at him, and Zhang San, who was holding the camera, showed a simple smile.

"What's wrong? Brother?"

Lu Chen: "..."

Lu Chen looked at Zhao Lingyan in front of him and scratched his head in embarrassment, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face.

"Well, your dragon fruit-colored lipstick looks pretty good!"

(End of this chapter)