A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 441 Eat Meat and Drink Soup
People at this time are very enthusiastic, no matter whether they are in the same class or not, as long as they look familiar, they will raise their hands and say hello when they see them.

Lu Miao nodded warmly along the road and responded, "Good morning."

There were many books in my handbag today, and it was already heavy.

She walked all the way and felt even heavier when she arrived at school.

Without staying downstairs for too long, Lu Miao went directly upstairs and entered the classroom.

It was still early and there were not many people in the classroom, but Wang Mian, who was sitting next to me, happened to be there.

Lu Miao walked to her seat and sat down. She took out the textbook she would use in the morning. She hung up her book bag and called Wang Mian.

"Good morning."

Wang Mian dragged the wooden stool towards Lu Miao's table.

"What's going on? Classmate Xiao Lu."

Wang Mian is in his thirties and is the oldest student in the class.

For the few classmates he got along with, he always called them by adding a small character in front of their last names.

Not surprised, Lu Miao tilted her head towards him and talked about the Sitong News Agency.

"Translate the manuscript? No, no, no, I can't!"

As soon as Lu Miao finished speaking, Wang Mian quickly dragged the stool back to the table and made flowers with his hands.

Lu Miao was speechless: "What are you afraid of? Didn't you read the British classics you borrowed from me very well?"

At that time, Lu Miao was negotiating with Liu Shouyi, the president of Sitong News Agency, and the first person he thought of was Wang Mian.

Wang Mian is an honest person with a good foundation.

Wang Mian blushed in embarrassment:

"When I read books, I always guess...and I can't understand every sentence."

Lu Miao said firmly: "You can do it."

Lu Miao didn't come to the conclusion just by reading Wang Mian's extracurricular books.

After all, she was a classmate at the next table. She had read Wang Mian's notes and test papers, so there was no problem.

Asking him to translate serious written content may not work if the starting point is too big.

However, what Sitong News Agency needs to translate are foreign manuscripts similar to entertainment news, so the requirements will be much lower.

He's totally up to it.

"I didn't finish what I just said. His remuneration depends on the content. It's two yuan if it's less than five lines. If it's more than five lines, it's five yuan. If it's more than ten lines, it's eight yuan."

Wang Mian's head still shook with a double image, Lu Miao encouraged him and said:
"Wang Mian, I know a little about your family's conditions. This is an opportunity. If you seize it, you will not only improve your own conditions in the future, but you may also be able to help your family."

"You have free time this Thursday. You can go and check the situation first. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work, but what if it works?"

After taking classes for most of the semester, Wang Mian is no longer as skinny and dark as when school started.

His face was a little fairer, and a hint of frailty and delicacy could be seen in his honesty and honesty.

It may not be right to say this, but it is right to have the aura of a scholar.

Lu Miao's eyes flashed, and she continued without worrying about this issue:
"Don't be afraid to take a step. People always need to step out of their comfort zone and accept unknown areas. Maybe you can treat it as an experience to help yourself grow?"

Wang Mian pursed his lips, a little moved, but there was always a little doubt in his heart.

He asked exactly what he was thinking:

"Classmate Xiao Lu, you are better than me... No, you are the best in the class. Have you never thought of keeping this job for yourself?"

Lu Miao blinked and asked with a smile:

"How about you take a guess?"

She has a bright face.

In the past, the people in the village were uneducated and simply compared her to Guanyin.

After all, Wang Mian had read the book and had a few taels of ink in his stomach. He felt that her every frown and smile were very consistent with the concubine and fairy written in the book.

The old virgin Wang Mian blushed, looked away shyly and blankly, and shook his head.

Of course he couldn't guess it.

Don't use the suspect, but don't use it.

Lu Miao didn't hide anything from him and told the matter calmly:

"I originally wanted to go, but the other one was more in line with my expectations. I thought about it and thought it would suit you very well, so I recommend it to you."

Wang Mian wondered: "Another family?"

Lu Miao nodded and talked about the publishing house.

Wang Mian's eyes widened and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, but he gave a thumbs up neatly.

Lu Miao had a better choice. Wang Mian's doubts were cleared. Although he was shocked, he was really happy for Lu Miao.

Lu Miao saw this and felt that all the time he spent on this was not in vain.

"Go and have a look when the time comes. Don't take things too seriously. Just treat it with a normal mind."

Wang Mian nodded.

He didn't know if it was because Lu Miao spoke too easily, but he gradually began to feel that he was competent.

Excluding other reasons, just the fact that Lu Miao was hired as a translator by the publishing house was enough to encourage Wang Mian.

In Wang Mian's mind, although Lu Miao has excellent grades, she is also a freshman.

She would definitely hit a wall when it came to working in society, but she still went for it.

Perhaps as she said, she regards work as an experience, so she progresses extremely quickly.

Wang Mian had the idea of ​​​​learning from her, and he was determined to try the job of Sitong Newspaper Agency.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t get hired.

Come back and continue learning and polishing.

If you can hire someone, that would be better...

Lu Miao said that he could submit weekly drafts and he could work on them slowly after class without affecting his studies.

Being able to get foreign newspapers can also increase some extracurricular reading and social insights.

You can still make money.

Lu Miao means well...

Wang Mian paused, flipping through the textbook aimlessly, then suddenly turned around and said "thank you" very formally.

Lu Miao smiled slightly and waved her hand.

She didn't care about going along with the flow.

If she can afford to eat meat, she doesn't mind taking the people around her to drink soup.

But the premise is that this person's character is not a problem.

There are gradually more people in the classroom.

Lu Miao took back her thoughts.

Ten minutes before the first morning class, she took out the book that she had translated part of yesterday and read it.

I brought back six palm-sized books of English poetry from the publishing house.

Not all of these six poetry collections need to be translated.

All that is needed for translation is the introduction of the poet in the middle and the biography of the characters.

There are about four to six articles in each book.

They range in length from three to five hundred words to one or two thousand words.

In the book I am reading now, Lu Miao translated three articles yesterday, two of which were short and one was a short novella.

The last article at the end is a long one.

There are five or six pages printed on the palm-sized book, and the translation should be about two thousand words.

Not only are the prose collections smaller than regular books, but the fonts inside are also one or two sizes smaller.

The dense English letters and words are crowded together, which looks very laborious.

Lu Miao therefore took it very seriously.

She didn't even notice when the school bell rang.

Guan Yangyang on the right nudged her and reminded:
"It's time for class, Lu Miao."

"it is good."

Lu Miao glanced at the pages of the poetry collection, tore out a page from her notebook and put it in it to make notes.

When she put away the book, Guan Yangyang saw the cover and asked:

"Lu Miao, have you bought new extracurricular books? Can you show them to me after you've finished reading them?"