Reborn Blessed Sweet Wife

Chapter 439 The Gap
After Zhang Hong had a good meal, she went to the nursery with Tan Xiaohuan to see if there were any diapers that needed to be disposed of.

After washing the diapers, Tuanzi just woke up, and played with them for a while before returning to the office.

On the way back to the office, I had to pass through several offices. Through the glass on the door, I could see that they were busy.

It looked quite busy, but Zhang Hong keenly noticed that they seemed to be divided into several groups. If there were too many people, it would be fine, but obviously there were not many people, and they had to be divided into groups.

Zhang Hong couldn't help but rejoice that they came from the same school, at least they would be familiar with each other.

"Come on, the small languages ​​are also from our school, and they don't fight on their own." You can't compare with the big languages, of course you have to compare with the small languages. Although Feng Liya is not familiar with them, at least they come from the same school and can chat with each other. .

After chatting about kung fu for a while, she found that they seemed to be on guard against each other, which made her feel lucky.

"It's normal. There should only be one or two people for small languages, and then three people." Zhang Hong was relieved of Tan Xiaohuan, but he didn't know what Feng Liya would think.

"Sister Feng, what do you think?" Zhang Hong asked Feng Liya while there was no one in the office.

"If I can stay in W**, I will stay here, otherwise, I will stay in school."

"I think so too." Tan Xiaohuan shrugged and said her thoughts.

"I want to join the army." Zhang Hong continued this idea anyway, "If I don't join the army, how can I have a second child."

"The two of us." Feng Liya raised her hand, and Tan Xiaohuan patted it on, "We want to compete fairly."

"affim."

"No matter how outsiders provoke us, we cannot be fooled." Tan Xiaohuan became nervous.

"must."

"Complete the task." Feng Liya was about to say something more, when she saw someone entering the office, she picked up a pen and paper and began to write the translation manuscript.

The sooner you finish it, the sooner you can go home. Feng Liya also wants to have a good meal early after returning home, accompany her son and daughter to cool off, and then eat the grapes she grew at home.

Of course, Zhang Hong didn't want to work overtime, not to mention that there was no overtime pay, even if there was overtime pay, how much could he get, why not go home early to accompany his son, and then read more books.

No matter whether Xia Peilan stood up, walked around or did relaxation movements, she would see the three of them writing seriously. Regardless of the translation result, at least they had a good attitude.

For interns, sometimes attitude is more important.

"Zhang Hong, help me see how this translation is going." Feng Liya always felt that there was a certain part of the content that she didn't know. Although she looked it up in the dictionary, it should be translated like this, but she always felt that there was something wrong.

"And me." Tan Xiaohuan actually did almost the same thing, leaving a little bit of difficulty.

Zhang Hong wrote out her own draft of the translation first, and was going to start after reviewing and editing, but she didn't expect that they were already asking questions, so she had to stop what she was doing.

Zhang Hong didn't just talk about her thoughts, but led them to deduce them step by step, so that they would have a deeper feeling.

"Thank you." It's not that Feng Liya has never asked Zhang Hong for advice before, but she didn't feel so deeply like that time.

"You're welcome." After finishing their tasks, Zhang Hong began to review her manuscript, and after making a few revisions, she began to transcribe it. Before four o'clock, Zhang Hong put the manuscript on Xia Peilan's desk .

Feng Liya, Tan Xiaohuan and the others also put in their homework one by one.

For interns, the speed is good, but I don't know how efficient it is. Xia Peilan picked up Zhang Hong's manuscript and read it.

Knowing that Xia Peilan was reading her translation, Zhang Hong couldn't help being very nervous. In fact, she was also very worried, not knowing how the evaluation would be.

Although she really wanted to continue reciting words, Zhang Hong couldn't completely calm down in such an environment. She had no choice but to open the dictionary, and the whole person was distracted.

Although it wasn't their manuscript, Tan Xiaohuan and Feng Liya were also very nervous. If Zhang Hong's translation was not very good, they couldn't imagine what their grades would be.

It takes a long time to translate the manuscript, but the review is very fast. In a short time, Xia Peilan has read three manuscripts, and then began to scribble with red pen on what they wrote.

Why don't you just analyze what's wrong with them?Just scribble on it and let them study it by themselves?Tan Xiaohuan was dumbfounded.

Although Zhang Hong was a little disappointed, she also knew that even though she was the teacher who took them, she couldn't expect to seriously analyze with them what was wrong like the teachers at the school.

Zhang Hong hoped that the content of the revised manuscript would be written clearly so that they could understand it.

Xia Peilan put down her pen, without turning her head, she knew that the three of them were staring at her nervously, "Come and take those manuscripts."

"I've already made changes to it. After you go back, take a good look at it. If you still don't understand something, ask me tomorrow morning."

Huhu, it’s okay, you can go back and see where you went wrong, and if you don’t understand something, you can ask tomorrow instead of doing a thorough study.

"Zhang Hong, the translation is good." Xia Peilan wanted to say that this is really a good seed, although he made a lot of mistakes, he performed well, and after a few years of training, he will be a good coach in the future.

Hearing Xia Peilan's praise, Zhang Hong really thought that she translated well, "Thank you teacher."

When she got back to her seat, Zhang Hong opened her writing, and the first thing she saw was a lot of edited things in red letters. Don't look closely, you will know that she has actually made a lot of mistakes.

Zhang Hong's face immediately turned red. How satisfied she was just now, but now she feels how shameful she is. This also let her know the difference between being a good translator and a foreign language college student with good grades.

Zhang Hong was originally in a complacent mood, but now she didn't dare to float, the consequences of not floating came, that is, she fell hard, but now she didn't dare to float, thinking that there are many places to work hard.

Tan Xiaohuan returned to her seat, opened her manuscript, and her expression changed.

Feng Liya had been prepared for a long time, but she was in a bad mood for so many red words.

Just when I wanted to raise my head to ask Zhang Hong, I found that her expression was not very good either. Could it be that she is also not good?

"Get off work." Feng Liya packed her bag and was ready to leave. She will study it after returning home. No matter what, even Zhang Hong is not very good, so she doesn't seem to worry too much.

Tan Xiaohuan also noticed that Zhang Hong's expression was not very good. Knowing that she must have made many mistakes, she also let out a long breath.

"Honghong, let's go."

Zhang Hong let out a groan, stood up and packed her things, thinking in her heart whether she should increase the dose for herself, no matter how she looked at it, she felt that she should have been slack recently.

According to the previous intensity, she definitely shouldn't have made so many mistakes.

(End of this chapter)