The old man took the notebook and was immediately surprised by the beautiful handwriting on the paper. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful. Have you learned calligraphy? It seems that you work hard on it."
"Haha! You're too kind, old sir. My former teacher told me that one can tell a person's character by his handwriting." Jiang He smiled modestly. The reason why he had such beautiful handwriting was that he learned it from his history teacher in his previous life. At that time, he learned calligraphy as a hobby, but later it became a habit.
The old man also showed a gratified expression on his face. "I wonder who my mentor is? Can we meet him?"
"The gentleman has passed away. I'm afraid I've disappointed the old gentleman." Jiang He was also in a dilemma. After all, the gentleman was only in his early teens now, and he didn't know whether the world he traveled to was still the original one.
"That's a pity." The old man shook his head regretfully. "Young comrade, I just took a quick look at your notes and I can see that your foreign language proficiency is very high. Have you learned any other foreign languages?"
"Yes." Jiang He nodded. "I have learned the language of gentlemen, cherry blossoms, and bears."
"Then help me look at this book." Upon hearing this, the old man stood up and took a black book from the right side of the desk.
"Eastern European and Central Asian Studies?" Jiang He only flipped through a few pages and realized that it was a book similar to a textbook. It was really not easy for the old professor to get this book.
"Yes, we have people here who understand some of the language of the Watch Country, but we only have a vague understanding of the more profound terms. I wonder if you can translate all the contents of this book." The old professor said with a smile. Judging from Jiang He's performance just now, the other party's foreign language ability is very strong. "Don't worry, I won't let you be a slave. There are three books here. As long as you translate them all, I can give you 60 yuan per book personally."
"Don't worry, I will translate it for you word for word. I don't know how long it will take, old man." Jiang He was not such a pushover. Although he knew that he admired the old man in front of him, he really needed money.
"If you can give it to me before the end of this month, that would be even better." The old man thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if there is enough time."
"No problem, I will translate it for you before the end of the month and will not delay you at all." Jiang He agreed cheerfully.
"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." The old man nodded.
Jiang He and Gao Youhui left the old professor's office.
"It seems that I did not recommend the wrong person." Gao Youhui said with a smile after leaving the old professor's office.
"Thank you. When I finish translating this book, give me some money and I will treat you to a good meal." Jiang He thanked Gao Youhui very seriously. If it weren't for the other party's help, it might really take him a long time to collect 500 yuan within three months.
"Then I'll be waiting." Gao Youhui said with a smile, "I'll send you here, but I won't send you back."
"Thank you!" Jiang He looked at the other person's back and suddenly felt that this day was so fantastic. 150 yuan was enough to solve the problem.
"Are you back?" Gao Youhui had just entered the office, and the old man who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea didn't even raise his eyebrows.
"Are you staring at me?" Gao Youhui slumped on the sofa without any expression.
The old man put down the teacup in his hand, and then said, "You are a kid, but you have never been so helpful in your daily work. Why would you suddenly help someone you just met once?"
"You can see that?" Gao Youhui turned over and sat up straight after hearing what the old man said. "I am actually just offering my help to others. It was Lu Mingfeng who asked me to help."
"Mingfeng? This guy is usually so cold, why would he suddenly ask you for help? What's the reason?"
When Gao Youhui was asked this question, he subconsciously put his hand on his chin and rubbed it. "He didn't tell me, he just asked me to help. But I'm curious, why did this kid look like that in the library?"
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