Chapter 505: Questioning
From the moment he came into contact with Lu Miao, all the information he learned directly or indirectly was positive and excellent.
It’s not that we don’t accept outstanding people.
No one would dislike excellent juniors.
But if you are only excellent and excellent in everything, it seems a bit too fake.
The same was true of the last translation of several thousand words.
Teacher Tan actually had a little doubt in his heart.
She was very skeptical about whether Lu Miao had completed the manuscript independently.
I brought the person here today so I can put him to the test.
Lu Miao nodded, quickly glanced at the contents of the manuscript, roughly estimated the number of words, and took a pen and manuscript paper from the side of the desk.
There is a tea table for meeting guests in the office, which is placed next to the window.
There is a chair on each side.
Lu Miao went over and adjusted the angle of the chair gently, then sat down calmly.
Teacher Tan sat at his desk, fully committed to preparing the final foreign language draft that would be used soon by the senior leaders.
Time passed by minute by minute. After finishing part of the content with reference to the Chinese manuscript, Teacher Tan looked up and twisted his neck.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone sitting close to the window, and he froze for a moment, as if he had just remembered something.
The young girl seemed to be very patient.
Sitting there writing and drawing, his body was at almost a perfect ninety-degree angle.
Concentrating on doing your own thing, quietly, as if you don't exist...
Don't blame her for forgetting her just now.
Teacher Tan stared at Lu Miao from head to toe, and then from toe to the table, where her hands kept writing and scratching.
“…”
Teacher Tan frowned.
Isn't this a little too smooth?
There is no stutter at all.
Is there no time to think when doing a written translation?
Teacher Tan was suspicious and curious. He put down his pen, stood up and slowly walked to the small table by the window.
Lu Miao was so focused that she didn't notice Teacher Tan standing up.
It wasn't until Teacher Tan came closer that she saw something new.
I focused my eyes and saw the uppers of Teacher Tan's cloth shoes, then I realized what was going on.
Lu Miao didn't make any noise, still busy with his own work with his head down.
The manuscript for inspection was written by Teacher Tan herself and provided by her herself.
Looking at the page that Lu Miao was translating, Teacher Tan could tell at a glance that Lu Miao had already made most of the progress.
How to say it?
If you didn't know what it was like in the past, you would be considered a genius and a capable person.
At this moment, a concrete manifestation has already appeared before our eyes.
Teacher Tan didn't see the content translated by Lu Miao in the first few pages.
But looking at the one in Lu Miao's hand, the translation was fast and the content was more accurate...
If Teacher Tan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it.
Someone can maintain both speed and quality in such a short time!
Suppressing his surprise and a little shock, Teacher Tan did not disturb Lu Miao. He paced back to his desk and sat down again.
About forty minutes passed and it was almost eleven o'clock.
Lu Miao completed the first draft.
Seeing that Teacher Tan was busy, Lu Miao said nothing, gently closed the pen cap, turned his head and looked out the window.
The building of the Guoying Society is quite majestic and has an overall Chinese-horizontal shape.
There is a large doorway at the bottom of the building opposite, which looks like a garage entrance. If you go inside, there should be other buildings over there.
As she was looking around, the table trembled slightly under her hand and made two "knock knock" sounds.
Lu Miao was looking back, "Teacher."
"All done?"
Teacher Tan nodded, took the manuscript from her hand, glanced at it, and handed her another manuscript with his other hand.
"Make this one too and let me see it."
Lu Miao lowered his eyes to take a look. Just now it was an English translation into Chinese, this time it was a handwritten Chinese manuscript.
It should be the same as before at Chongwen Guoguang Translation Institute, to test her skills in both aspects.
Lu Miaochi was calm and nodded lightly without asking any questions.
She sat upright, opened the handwritten manuscript, scanned it roughly, and then looked at it carefully again.
When I felt it was almost done, I picked up the pen slowly.
During the translation work in the first half of the year, Lu Miao not only became familiar with various long and short sentence patterns.
It also broadened my reading scope and accumulated a lot of vocabulary in my mind.
When it comes to manuscripts that require popular science content, she occasionally gets stuck.
Because I will think about what way to explain it better and make it easier to understand.
However, the manuscript given by Teacher Tan is basically plain language used in daily life.
For example,
On xx/xx/xx, we will arrange something or take some measures.
We support this and oppose that.
That’s the main information.
The side information is some elaboration of humanitarian and socialist viewpoints.
They are all very well written and very well done content.
Lu Miao wrote with great enthusiasm. It took him about half an hour to finish two pages of manuscript and then he put the cap on the pen.
Teacher Tan has also finished dealing with the important content.
Hearing the slight sound, Teacher Tan raised his head and asked in shock:
"When you're done?"
Lu Miao nodded, "Done."
Teacher Tan asked again:
"Don't check again?"
"I checked."
Lu Miao's lychee eyes curved gently, and his aura was friendly, gentle, yet resolute.
Seeing her confidence and determination, Teacher Tan said nothing more and stretched out his hand, saying:
"...Okay then, show it to me."
Lu Miao handed the manuscript over.
Teacher Tan took the manuscript and read it for a long time.
After reading a page, turn it over and continue reading.
She had almost read to the end and put the manuscript on the table.
Holding a capped pen in his hand, he tapped on the desk and looked up and asked:
"Including the two manuscripts today, I've given you three in total. All three of them point in different directions. Do you understand medical terminology, national affairs, and oil?"
Lu Miao didn't say anything, waiting calmly for Teacher Tan's next words.
As expected, Teacher Tan continued to ask:
"As far as I know, before the second semester of sophomore year, information related to medicine and petroleum, aside from national issues, wasn't covered in English courses. Where did you learn these terms?"
Lu Miao's eyes flickered.
She thought Teacher Tan would ask her questions like how she improved her translation speed.
But I didn't expect that Teacher Tan would ask this...
However, Lu Miao was not panicked. He organized his words a little and replied:
"The content of the textbooks is fixed, but the teachers are flexible in their teaching. Last semester, the sixth issue of the freshman English textbook briefly mentioned Iraqi oil resources, and the teacher expanded on it for a while."
"As for medical care..."
This is not easy to explain, but Lu Miao also has a way to deal with it:
"Like petroleum, it's only mentioned briefly in textbooks."
"Plus, my father was a people's soldier. He went to war many times and learned some basic Russian and English in the war zones."
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