On the phone, Pengpeng's voice sounded a little aggrieved.
Zhang Zhong shook his head helplessly. The girl had been out for a few days, and she didn't say she missed her father. Every time she called, she roasted duck.
Are you not as important as roast duck?
"Where did you go today?" Zhang Zhong changed the topic from roast duck.
Speaking of this, Pengpeng said with a smile, "I went to Shuimu University today. Dad, Shuimu University has a big watch. It's really big."
Big watch?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Zhong realized that Pengpeng was talking about the sundial of Shuimu University. Does this sundial look like a big watch?
However, the function of a sundial is the same as that of a watch. Maybe Pengpeng misunderstood it when the teacher explained it.
"Well, do you want to go to Shuimu University now?" Zhang Chongxiao asked.
"No, Shuimu University is not as good-looking as Yenching University." Pengpeng replied seriously.
Zhang Zhong raised his eyebrows. As expected, the scenery in Shuimu was more beautiful than that in Yanjing.
It seems that the big watch of Shuimu University did not attract Pengpeng.
Zhang Chong thought, if the landmark building of Shuimu University was a roast duck sculpture or a lollipop sculpture, maybe Pengpeng would rebel.
If the president of Shuimu University knew that Peng Peng was not attracted because the landmark building of their school is not a place to eat, he would probably cry out of grievance.
After chatting with Pengpeng for a few words, Zhang Zhong gave the phone to the old couple who had been listening nearby.
Hu Huifang just took the phone and asked, "Pengpeng, do you miss grandma?"
Zhang Xingjun poked his wife at the side, and Hu Huifang added, "And grandpa, do you miss grandpa... Think about it, how do you eat every day? No roast duck? It doesn't matter, wait until the next time grandma takes Peng Peng.
Eat...well, who will wash your clothes...Don't run around outside, listen to the teacher..."
The old man and the young man chatted together for a while, so Zhang Zhong smiled, signaled to them, and then went to the study.
The translation work of "The Wandering Sea Ball" is almost ready, and the key information has been found in the past few days. It's time to start.
Although he is not very sure yet, Zhang Zhong decided to translate it first. As for the specific results, he can slowly revise them. It is not an exam anyway, there is only one chance.
In fact, the difficulty of translation is mainly due to some theoretical knowledge involved. The other content does not matter, just turn it over later.
After two or three hours of work, only 4,000 words of the entire novel were translated.
However, Zhang Zhong is quite satisfied with the speed. As time goes by, practice should make perfect and the speed will increase. After all, a lot of theoretical knowledge will be repeated later.
By the time he came out of the study, his parents had gone back to their room to sleep, and his cell phone was placed on the coffee table.
Picking up the phone, there was an unread text message. I clicked on it and saw that it was from Xu Yuhan. The content was very simple, asking him what he was doing.
When I looked at the time of the message, it was sent more than an hour ago.
It was almost eleven o'clock now, and I didn't know if Xu Yuhan was asleep. After thinking about it, Zhang Zhong replied with a text message, probably saying that he was working in the study just now and didn't see the message.
Xu Yuhan didn't sleep at all. She was still lying in bed thinking about the text message she sent to Zhang Zhong before. She didn't know why she never replied.
As I kept thinking about it, I started to have random thoughts.
Is he a little annoyed with himself?
Definitely not, he might be busy. He usually publishes books so quickly, so he must be very busy.
Will he be with someone else?
It's possible that he will always have some friends, but they should all be boys.
…
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong…
With the voice of special attention, Xu Yuhan got up and looked for her cell phone. When she saw Zhang Chonghui's message, the messy thoughts in her mind suddenly disappeared.
"You haven't slept yet, why are you working so late?"
"Well, I usually work at night."
"Hehe, you are an owl, are you writing a new book?"
"It's not a new book, I'm translating it for Little Broken Ball."
"Oh, Affleck would be very happy if he knew about it."
"You pay a lot of attention to gossip."
"I pay attention to all your gossip."
Oops, this is so embarrassing. Xu Yuhan covered her face and rolled over on the bed, why did she just send this sentence?
Zhang Zhong’s message came back quickly: “Yes, keep it up.”
He is so narcissistic that he actually encourages himself.
…
Yushou Xinyu was sitting in front of the computer, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, his fingers on the disk beating rapidly, and he was typing out characters one by one.
As the deputy leader of the Neon Overseas Liaison Group of the Jiangyang Supporters Association, Mitsuru Shinyu started special publicity work for "Ten Little Indian Boys" with an extremely strong sense of responsibility and mission.
Of course, he is not fighting alone, and the team leader's housing agency is also working together.
In addition, the Neon Outreach Team also recruited a new member today, a Chinese who is an international student in Neon.
He, the deputy team leader, finally had a younger brother, so he was particularly concerned about it.
However, what troubled Mitate Shinsame was that the naming style of this new boy was completely misled by their team leader Luo Sang. He couldn't afford so many normal names, so he had to call him Daishomaru.
To put it bluntly, this is really a neon name, but from a Chinese perspective, this kind of neon name has an element of humor no matter how you look at it.
But luckily he didn't use the neon name Luo Sang gave him before, otherwise Mitate Shinsame would really not be able to help but curse others.
The neon name Luo Sang gave his new little brother at the beginning was also three words - Gang Men Qiang.
I don’t know if Luo Sang had some strange misunderstanding about the name of the Neon Man, and why he always wanted to have such a name. Now it seems that Luo Sang’s own name of “Housing Agency” is much more normal.
Mitate Shinyu shook his head and put the name thing aside for now. Someone happened to reply to his post just now, and he was going to reply.
After a while, Luosang sent a message: Yushou, I have found three more juniors. I will ask them to connect with you. You can help teach them. From now on, these people will be members of your team.
Mitate Shinyu: Okay, but Luosang, why do you always find new members? Did you take the initiative to contact them?
Real estate agent: No, they all took the initiative to contact me, maybe because my name is good, hahahaha.
Mitate Xinyu:......
Indeed, if a real estate agent has a name that looks Chinese, it will be easy to find new people.
Mitate Shinyu was wondering if he should also change his name to a more recognizable name, such as... Gangmenqiang would be good.