Yang Fan carefully retracted his head.

Others also scattered as birds and beasts.

Everyone was relieved as they watched Professor Gao hold up their glasses and lowered their heads to immerse themselves in their own world.

Yang Fan walked to the other side, greeted Yang Yuying for a long time, holding up the pig's trotters she had just cooked, and waving them all. As a result, he was so tired that he was panting. The students passing by were almost treating her as a lunatic, and Yang Yuying didn't even raise her head.

However, she really dared not enter this door.

"Oh, I can only blame you for not having any good fortune."

Yang Fan carried the food box and went into the small archive room next to him. As soon as he entered, the documents, materials and books that were rushing into his face were covered in his face.

“…”

She remembered that she had just translated the manuscripts at hand yesterday?

"There is no way. Miss Lin is only considering that document now, but the above are used to preparing these manuscripts for us, and they don't think there are too many of them."

The two little classmates who had been sitting next to him who had not gotten up for two hours were both smiling and unhappy.

Yang Fan: "...Haha, we will slow down next time, and they will understand."

As a good translator, the important thing is definitely not the translation speed. Any expert knows this very well.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and lowered his head to work hard.

Although she always acts a little frivolous, she has been studying and working very seriously since she was admitted to Qindao University.

Now that there is so much work, Yang Fan has no time to gossip.

As soon as she opened the book, someone knocked on her desk. Yang Fan raised his head and immediately bulged his face and handed over the lunch box honestly.

The person who came was librarian Liu Fengqin and Aunt Qin.

Yang Fan struggled to death: "Ms. Lin wanted to eat pig's trotters, so she stewed it for her for most of the night."

Liu Fengqin smiled and nodded: "Kobayashi should make up for it, I'll take it to her."

Yang Fan: “…”

Seeing Liu Fengqin really carrying the food box to the big archive room opposite, she was also...who could not help but feel helpless.

The pig's trotters are very good, and Yang Yuying is satisfied with the food.

On the seventh day.

Yang Yuying finally translated this thin volume of information. After she translated it, there was only a thin booklet in the main text, but the appendix and annotations wrote more than 100 pieces of 24-open straw paper.

According to Yang Fan, he was relieved all of a sudden, at least almost the elites in the mathematics department.

"My good girl, do you know what the old professors in the mathematics department usually look at us?"

Yang Fan looked expressionless and his eyelids were rolled up.

"Every time I talk to them, I feel that my head is born different from others. I am just a fool. It is an eye-opener when I have seen these math masculine surround people."

Yang Fan suddenly had a whim, "Or come and take the exam to our Qindao University, and just take the mathematics department. No, I don't think there is no need to take the exam. Professor Gao will let you go to school without the exam. No, it's better to go abroad directly. With your ability, this is definitely not difficult."

Yang Yuying laughed: "I just read more information."

In fact, Professor Gao really wanted to take Yang Yuying into his pocket, but he was naturally stupid and didn't know how to recruit talents. The only thing he did was to take all the information they got to Yang Yuying and ask her to translate it.

This part of Yang Yuying’s translation is only one-twentieth of all the information, a very small part.

The main reason is that these materials are hard-won and are still confidential so far. It is best not to let too many people see the whole picture.

The school’s initial plan was to separate the information and ask multiple excellent translators to translate a small part of each person.

However, the contents of Yang Yuying's comments and appendixes after translation were far beyond the information she obtained, and there was also some information not even included in the information she obtained. Since that is the case, why should we keep it confidential?

Yang Yuying is obviously the most suitable candidate to translate this material.

The work suddenly became twenty times more. While Yang Yuying was working, she occasionally felt like she had changed.

I don’t know if the marshal is resurrected and can he recognize her when he sees her now?

I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

Who would have thought that a cute little cutie who plays games or decides to play them by themselves. The games they like to play are only three minutes hot, and who is afraid of hardships and tiring, can one day she can lie on her desk and translate boring math materials to others?

After Yang Yuying translated a page at hand, she moved her shoulder blades. As soon as she looked up, she saw Yang Fan peeking at the back door with her head and head shrinking. Seeing her looking over, she winked and cleverly, and stretched out her hand and pointed back hard.

"Are you growing fleas? The lice-killing plan issued a few days ago is everywhere. If you need it, you can copy one."

The colleague passing by teased.

Yang Fan: "Let's go, go, go, don't talk nonsense. How can I go on a blind date when it is rumored? If I can't find a like-minded partner, would you please give me one?"

Yang Yuying couldn't laugh in her heart.

At this time, there are quite a few girls who dare to speak like Yang Fan, and they are unique.

It was getting late at this time, so she put down her work and went out for dinner with Yang Fan.

Yang Yuying thinks she is also a foodie, but if she is familiar with local delicacies, she can't match Yang Fan's sex career.

Lin Wanniang has never been to Qindao. She has lived in the countryside for many years. She has never even gone out for a meal on weekdays. She wants to find delicious food from her memory. It is probably only the Aiwowo that her mother made when she was alive.

"Tell you, the students in our school are all poor students. The principal is willing to pay for the capital, the tuition is low, and he also gives scholarships. He recruits many poor students who cannot afford to go to school elsewhere. Many of the food sold around him are very cheap."

"But, although it is cheap, there are not only delicious delicacies in this world? The appetite of ordinary people is that we really can't stand eating Haisaidishi chicken, duck, fish and meat every day."

Yang Fan's words are quite honest.

"Today we eat Suzhou cuisine. I know you have a strong taste, but this Suzhou cuisine has been modified. Although it is sweet and sour, it is very different from the popular Suzhou cuisine. You will know if you try it."

Yang Yuying's mind was full of various mathematical formulas, so she led Yang Fan to walk around the streets and finally came to the front of a small door.

"It's here." Yang Fan greeted the boss's wife in a familiar way.

There is no sign outside this snack shop. It only uses white chalk to write a big word "Food" on the wall, and a crooked circle is drawn outside.

There are all kinds of random words around, like children's graffiti, or as if literary youths are writing new style poems that no one can understand.

Yang Yuying glanced, paused her feet slightly, and her eyes were slightly condensed.

(Lin Wanniang was involved in the incident, and Luo Minsheng, a wounded member of the Red Party, died to save Lin Wanniang.)

What a long-lost feeling.

After all, Lin Wanniang is not dead this time.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Yang Fan had been salivating for a long time, and his belly was roaring like a drum. He rushed into the door in two steps and occupied a position by the window.

Yang Yuying is also very skilled and brave, just pretending that she didn't see the prompts on the system interface.

In fact, if this prompt is unclear, she can only deal with it according to her moves.

There was only a very rich boss in the snack shop to handle the tables and chairs. The tables and chairs were a bit old, but the hall was clean and neat, with no oil stains in the corners of the walls, and the windows were bright and clean, so it was comfortable.

Two portions of braised pork with distinctive grains, fragrant, glutinous and delicious rice, stir carefully, and scoop a spoonful of them into the mouth. Yang Yuying closed her eyes and enjoyed it for a while, touching her warm. At this time, she looked at herself in the mirror and would inevitably have a little flushed cheeks. She immediately decided to add her usual recipes.

Yang Fan had no time to say anything except a word of ummy.

Yang Yuying chewed it slowly and tasted it slowly. After Yang Fan ate it, he ordered a second jar, which made the boss laugh and waved his hand: "No, no."

The Suzhou dialect she spoke at the beginning, but changed her official language and had a slightly Suzhou accent.

There are many braised pork here, and there are individual customers who come to eat one can of each person. If you want to eat more, it will definitely not work.

Yang Fan moaned for a long time, and Yang Yuying blinked and looked at it very pitiful, leaving a small piece for her.

"Ahhh, good guy!"

The two were having dinner, and Yang Yuying suddenly turned around and looked back: "Boss, there seems to be a sound behind her?"

The boss lady was stunned and smiled and said, "I'm afraid our cat is making a fuss again, so I'll eat it slowly, so I'll go and take a look."

After saying that, she turned around and went into the backyard slowly.

Yang Yuying pulled out her handkerchief and wiped the oil on her fingers. She glanced back and suddenly said with a smile: "Yang Fan, don't you say you want to buy your aunt the Hanfu I wore last time? I heard that the golden tailor made a similar one. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Yang Fan was immediately overjoyed: "Then let's go quickly."

"I'm not full yet, you go first, and I'll find you later."

"It's OK."

Yang Fan had the best relationship with her aunt. Since she saw a modified moon-white skirt worn by Yang Yuying, she has been thinking about making one for her aunt, but the material and embroidery are really not ordinary skills. She found a few similar ones and didn't like them very much.

Now that Yang Yuying said there was, she naturally couldn't sit still. She drank the soup on the table in a few bites and got up and was about to leave. As soon as she stood up, Yang Yuying suddenly pulled her wrist and she leaned back and sat on Yang Yuying's lap.

Yang Fan: “…”

After a while, Yang Fan smiled embarrassedly: "Xiaolin, you are very good, I like you very much, but I don't have the habit of polishing mirrors. Really."

When she said this, she felt a little guilty.

Actually, if I weren't afraid of Miss Lin's uncle, and her background seemed to be unusual and her aunt, I wouldn't be able to discuss this matter...

Yang Yuying pushed her to the chair beside her back, helped her sit down, and picked up the teacup and put it next to her mouth.
To be continued...