Japanese English is basically another language independent of English. Its gap is comparable to the gap between English and French. It is better than Singapore's singlish, the Middle East's machine gun English and the Indian tongue-rolled gulu curry.
It is still difficult to understand English. In fact, it is understandable that Indian English and Singaporean English are difficult to understand, because they are dialects, passed down from the time when they were colonized by the British, and their ancestors have spoken that way for generations. You can't force others to change, right?
Just like you can't make Lingnan people stop speaking Cantonese and change them all to Mandarin.
But the Japanese are incomprehensible. Their native language is not English, and they have never been colonized. However, the American and British English they learn has to use Japanese hiragana and katakana to pronounce it. As a result, the Japanese only speak English in Japanese.
Isn’t it self-deception if I understand it? If foreigners don’t distinguish carefully, they won’t even know they are speaking English.
When Zhou Jian was in high school, he always felt that Chinese people spoke poor English because of the blunt pronunciation of Chinese. Even in Northeast China, Henan, Lingnan and other places, because of different dialects, the English they spoke also had a strong local flavor, so that it appeared
Northeast English, Shandong English and many other "schools".
Because of his lack of self-confidence, Zhou Jian has always been embarrassed to talk to foreigners. At that time, Zhou Jian always thought that Singaporeans must be very good at speaking English in India, where the official language is English. It was not until Zhou Jian later listened to English spoken in other Asian countries that he discovered that,
It turns out that the English spoken by Chinese people is so standard.
The man named Nishikawa obviously didn't speak English, so he replied in Japanese: "Yes, Master." Fortunately, Zhou Jian's ears were spared one more blow.
This time Nishikawa took off the samurai sword he was wearing and handed it to his companion. He tightened his samurai uniform and performed a Japanese karate starting pose. It must be said that although this guy was a little too bulky in his clothes, once he got serious,
There was a faint murderous aura emanating from his body, as if the air around him was stagnant.
Nishikawa stared at the test machine like he was staring at prey. After a moment of silence, he stepped back ten meters. Then, he screamed wildly, suddenly exerted force, jumped into the air, and performed a beautiful three-step kick.
"Peng!" "Peng!" "Peng!"
There were three dull sounds in a row, and the electronic screen jumped wildly. The final results were "229", "218", and "256".
The onlookers exclaimed, "It's amazing. This is a master. He can hit 200 points every time with three consecutive attacks. Compared with the previous ones, they can only be regarded as kindergarten level."
"Boss, what should I do? Are we going to let them continue to be so arrogant?" The white man behind Bill was a little unsteady. The Yamaguchi group was so shameless that they actually poached in front of them.
Bill said with a gloomy face: "Call Jackson and the others, these Japanese are too arrogant."
"Yes, boss." The white man was a little excited when he heard what Bill said. Jackson was a master who could be counted in Las Vegas. He had been boxing in the underground boxing circles in the western United States and rarely lost. Later, he quit boxing and became a boxer.
The bounty hunter, although he has not yet been promoted to the A-level bounty hunter because he has completed relatively few tasks, but if we look at his strength alone, he can take a place in the underground boxing scene in the United States.
The white man dialed Jackson's number on the phone. Jackson happened to have time. The white man asked him to call a few more experts. He must not lose to the Japanese.
Seeing this posture, Linda got excited, "Chinese boy, why don't you go up and give it a try? Those Japanese are so annoying, use your Chinese Kung Fu to defeat them!" Although Linda was arguing with Zhou because of what happened yesterday.
Jian is a little conflicted, but she is very confident in Zhou Jian's strength. In her opinion, Zhou Jian is a mysterious Chinese kung fu master, and he will definitely have no problem defeating these Japanese clowns, and even if Zhou Jian is a little ignorant, he can't do it.
She understands emotions, but at least she is the one she likes. If her sweetheart shows off his power, she will also gain face.
Zhou Jian rolled his eyes at Linda. If he was sure that he could hit numbers that would blow the audience away, he wouldn't mind educating those three arrogant little Japanese. But he had no idea at all. The advantage of the Demon Slayer was agility and speed.
If it comes to comparing speed, Zhou Jian has full confidence, but if it comes to comparing strength, he lacks confidence. He doesn't know how powerful the incarnation of the Demon Slayer is.
Zhou Jian has only experienced two fights before. Yesterday, he punched a 1.9-meter-tall white man and knocked him away. But it was nothing. If the white man stood still, many people present could do the same.
Okay. In addition to that, he killed Bayu with one knife. This was indeed an impressive achievement, but it relied on his mental abilities and had nothing to do with his strength.
And even with the same strength, people who are good at exerting force will have much higher values than people who are not good at exerting force. For example, if a weightlifter comes over, although he has great strength, he may not be able to achieve a high attack.
What Zhou Jian is proficient in is only the fighting methods in the game. He has never been exposed to any real-life force techniques, let alone three-step kicks.
So if Zhou Jian comes on stage, he can only attack once. Each of his three kicks has more than 200 points. If he attacks once, can it still be watched without 300 points?
What is the concept of 300huygens unit? Zhou Jian didn’t understand the meaning of this bird shit unit at all, so he had no idea! It was small for him to lose to others, but Americans would not see it so simply. When they publicized it to the outside world, they would only say it was Huaxia
If Kung Fu lost to Japanese karate, Zhou Jian could lose his own face, but he could not lose the face of the Chinese people.
But Linda, who was eager to try, would not let Zhou Jian fool her, "Hey, why don't you go up? Go and deal with those Japanese clowns! You're welcome, don't be low-key, let them tremble under your powerful strength!"
Damn it, if this little girl doesn't speak, no one will treat you as a mute.
Linda's voice was surprisingly bright. Although it was not loud, it was very penetrating. At this time, many people turned their attention to Zhou Jian. Ueno Jun looked unkind. Because his English was poor, he did not understand what Linda said.
What does "just three Japanese clowns" mean? However, from Linda's expression and some words, we can probably infer that the other party is provoking, and her support seems to be the Chinese boy next to her.
"I didn't expect there are Chinese people here. If he provokes me, I will make him die in an ugly way." Jun Ueno said to his subordinates in Japanese.
"Master, this is the territory of the American Mafia. Lord Ueno has told us not to do anything but show off our strength."
"I know it well, Matsumoto, what do you think of that Chinese man's strength?" Although Ueno Jun didn't believe that this kid could pose any threat, he still asked his subordinates to confirm it for the sake of caution.
The samurai named Matsumoto observed Zhou Jian carefully and commented: "This man has smooth skin on his hands. He is definitely not a master of swordsmanship or a boxer. His breathing is uneven and his eyes are not focused. He probably has never practiced ancient Chinese martial arts. At most, he has learned
Some actual combat skills, but judging from his size, even if he knows these skills, his strength is very limited."
