Have you passed the CET-6?



Have you passed the CET-6?

Xie Ci tried hard to pull his thoughts away from the complicated mother-daughter relationships among the four people, and briefly explained the requirements put forward by Duanmu Yu. It turned out that although the peace talks had been tacitly approved by King Changhao, Xie Ci still had to take the draft document to confirm with him in person. Duanmu Yu was calculating here. He could of course take the initiative to introduce Xie Ci to the king, but he just wanted Xie Ci to do him a "small favor".

This little favor doesn't require any violence. There is a seaport on the border of Changhao. Recently, some Westerners with high noses and deep eyes have come here, and they have brought a lot of exotic products on board. They should be envoys, but the locals only vaguely know from ancient books that there are foreigners on the other side of the sea with completely different customs from theirs. Even the knowledgeable Doctor of the Five Classics cannot understand their language. It happened that some priests came to Duanmu Yu's place, so of course he would make use of them.

"Wow, so shameless, he hasn't even accomplished the peace talks yet and he still wants to use us as interpreters for free?" Tong Zhenzhen muttered while holding her chin and turned to look at Chen Miao:

"I failed level 6, next one."

Chen Miao raised her hands in protest:

"I didn't sign up for oral, don't look at me!"

Luo Xiaoli took the opportunity to play another game of King of Glory, and then immediately blamed himself: "My listening skills are not good, and my spoken English is only English swear words."

"Although I am confident in the English written test, my listening skills are also very poor..." Qu Fei turned her hair, dyed brown, and looked at Xue Yide for help:

"Bao, ahem, how's your English?"

Xue Yide calmly pushed up his glasses and said frankly in the expectant eyes of the four people:

“I failed English.”

Foursome: 6

Tong Zhenzhen leaned back on the chair. Xie Ci's eyelids twitched when he saw her posture, and just as he was about to warn her, she suddenly stood up and put her hand on Luo Xiaoli's shoulder:

"Sister Li, I remember you said your system can translate Chinese into English?"

"Hey, you reminded me. I almost forgot about this plug-in!" Luo Xiaoli suddenly realized it, and destroyed the enemy crystal in a few moves to end the game. Then he called up the Chinese-English translation system that had been gathering dust in the corner, fiddled with it for a few times, and frowned:

"What the hell, it says here that my translation system is not activated and cannot be used?"

"Oh, it's the same old trick. Wait." Tong Zhenzhen folded her arms helplessly, and called Crunchy Shark in her mind very skillfully:

Shark Shark is back to life, activating the system of the college students in the Changhao branch!

[Dear, I am here. Sorry, if you submit your application now, you will have to wait until tomorrow to complete the activation~]

Tong Zhenzhen: ...I was actually relieved because I didn't have to wait five working days.

She told everyone about the situation. Xie Ci seemed to recall the bad memories of being cheated by the five working days and reminded them:

"It didn't say what time it would be tomorrow. Just in case, you should at least find someone who knows Western language to fool Duanmu Yu first, so that he won't get suspicious. I saw on Baidu a few days ago that this is a required course in your place, so it's impossible that no one knows it, right?"

"Wow, you're just talking nonsense! Is the English tested in the exam the same as the English we actually speak?" Tong Zhenzhen retorted unhappily. She had a headache thinking about how to explain to Xie Ci that exam English and spoken English are not the same thing. After trying for a long time without any words, she gave up and opened the chat box to ask Ma Chengyun for help.

Unexpectedly, there was a reply soon:

【Pony Run】:

I have found someone for you. This guy is the prince of the CET-8 with the most standard pronunciation in the Foreign Affairs College. The agency fee is a friendly price for acquaintances. Thank you for your patronage.

Ma Chengyun was indeed very efficient. He immediately sent the contact information and room location of the Special Eight Little Prince. Tong Zhenzhen casually added him as a friend and waved to Xie Ci while communicating with him about tomorrow's meeting:

"Don't worry, we've found the person. He's an outstanding talent who has passed our professional examination. Even if things don't work out, we still have the system to back him up. There will definitely be no problem!"

Thank you for raising your eyebrow:

"Don't be so confident, I—"

Before he finished speaking, a message popped up in front of him inviting him to join the team battle. Tong Zhenzhen grabbed his arm with a playful smile:

"Alright General, worrying too much all day will make you bald! Let's relax in the team battle?"

Now that she has embraced the big Buddha Luo Xiaoli, she must seize the opportunity to give Xie Ci a good beating!

He could feel the warmth of the woman's fingertips through his clothes, and the hair that brushed across his face seemed to be lingering with a faint fragrance, which instantly invaded Xie Ci's mind and made his breathing pause.

Of course, if he has used the 9.9 yuan Rejoice shampoo in the supermarket, he will be able to smell exactly which one this is.

Xie Ci felt that the air in the room was more and more stuffy. Otherwise, why was he increasingly out of breath? He lowered his head uncomfortably to adjust his breathing, and accidentally caught a glimpse of Tong Zhenzhen's uncontrollable smirk. The heat from before suddenly faded away. This guy probably wanted to play a trick on him again.

"Hmph, playing with things will ruin your ambition!" He deliberately put on a cold face and was about to walk out. Sure enough, before he took a few steps, Tong Zhenzhen hurriedly came up to him and pulled his hand, shaking it a few times like a spoiled child:

"Come on, come on, just play one round, just one round! Please~"

Please give me a chance to blow your head off!

"Okay, I'll play with you for a while, and this won't happen again." Xie Ci turned his back to her and curled the corners of his mouth slightly. There was nothing to do if he went back, so he pretended to be impatient and sat back in his original seat, and asked Tong Zhenzhen to teach him how to play with confidence.

"Ahem, let me introduce it to you. What you are seeing now is the quality magic mirror of this century, the operation of the alchemy stone..." Tong Zhenzhen explained the basic roles and gameplay to Xie Ci in a torrent of words, and then, in the name of actual combat, she let Xie Ci, who had not yet figured out the way, fight with them directly, with a bit of revenge in her heart.

Xie Ci naturally saw through her little thoughts, but he didn't expose her and he tried to trick her calmly.

Tong Zhenzhen couldn't hold back her smile from the start, so she chose a nanny to follow Luo Xiaoli, determined to catch Xie Ci and give him a good beating.

But she soon stopped laughing.

"F*%#@! Why are you squatting on me again?!"

"Fuck my ancestors, ahhhhh don't come over here!"

Although Xie Ci was indeed being hammered by Luo Xiaoli as she expected, he would definitely zoom in accurately to take Tong Zhenzhen away before he died. Once he was resurrected, he caught Tong Zhenzhen again and wouldn't let her go. He even learned how to squat on the grass without any instruction. Before Tong Zhenzhen could react, her character had already been destroyed.

"To be honest, Zhenzhen, this kid is quite capable!" Even the veteran Luo Xiaoli was impressed by the skills of the novice Xie Ci, and whispered in Tong Zhenzhen's ear.

Tong Zhenzhen felt even more aggrieved for a moment, biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth. Who understood? She originally wanted to take the opportunity to play a trick on Xie Ci, but in the end she was fooled by him!

Xie Ci's aggrieved expression, gritting his teeth and swallowing his blood, naturally caught his eye. For no reason, his mood brightened up a bit. He grinned for a rare moment and took Tong Zhenzhen with him before he died.

Indeed, playing occasionally can be quite relaxing.

next day

"Then I'll have to trouble you priests to communicate with the Western envoys."

Duanmu Yu led Tong Zhenzhen and her companions to the door of a Tianzi room in the inn and nodded in greeting. After all, he had seen Tong Zhenzhen's ability with his own eyes, which enabled her companions to speak human language in an instant.

Tong Zhenzhen signaled him to just open the door. Although she looked calm, she was still a little nervous. She pulled the reinforcements that Ma Chengyun had brought:

"Dude, can you do this?"

The legendary little prince of the special eight confidently puffed out his chest:

"Don't worry, my spoken English is the most standard in the hospital!"

Seeing that he was so confident, Tong Zhenzhen breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the house. As soon as she stepped in, a tall figure suddenly rushed out:

“F**k

Her forehead happened to collide with the other person's, and she almost couldn't control her tears on the spot. Fortunately, she stopped crying immediately before Duanmu Yu noticed it. She watched expressionlessly and coldly as the Changhao soldiers stopped the man, but she didn't dare to hurt him with force.

She looked carefully and found that the person who bumped into her was a foreigner. He was wearing a snow-white church robe and had the same classic white skin. He was strong and his limbs were constantly struggling. His blond hair was messy, and the stubble on his chin kept shaking with his thick lips. It was obvious that he was cursing something fiercely.

"Well, what did you do to them?"

Tong Zhenzhen pointed suspiciously at the other Westerners gathered in the room, all of whom were staring warily at this group of strangers who suddenly appeared.

Duanmu Yu clenched his fist and put it to his lips, coughing lightly to cover up his embarrassment:

"Well, I'm sorry to make the priests laugh at us because we don't understand what they are saying. To prevent any accidents, we can only settle them here first. Maybe they mistakenly think this is imprisonment, so they have been hostile to us all the time."

That's right, people are scolding you in their native language.

Tong Zhenzhen muttered to herself in her heart, patted the little prince of Special Eight on the back, and signaled with her eyes that it was time for him to perform.

He was also very clear, straightened his collar carefully before stepping forward and greeted solemnly in standard British accent:

"Hello, everyone! How are you"

The foreigner who had been struggling was stunned when he heard this, looked at his companions, and then started chatting with the little prince. He had a serious expression, humming from time to time, and looked like he was at ease.

Luo Xiaoli looked up from the game in his busy schedule, his eyebrows twitching slightly:

"That's all the little prince of Special Eight is? Should we still say "I'm fine, thank you" to him?"

"Maybe this little prince has something?" Tong Zhenzhen's heart began to hang in the air, cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She secretly glanced at Duanmu Yu, who seemed to be still observing the conversation between the little prince Zhuanba and the Westerner thoughtfully, and did not suspect anything.

But soon, her heart was hanging in the air.

After a heated discussion with the foreigners, the little prince turned around and walked straight to Tong Zhenzhen. He pushed his round glasses very naturally and said calmly:

"I don't understand. I don't understand a word."

"Shh, shh! Big brother, keep your voice down!" Tong Zhenzhen was so scared that she rushed over and covered his mouth with her hands. She saw from the corner of her eye that Duanmu Yu had begun to pay attention to her movements. Fortunately, Xie Ci went over and chatted with him at the right time, which temporarily diverted his attention. Tong Zhenzhen couldn't help but swallow nervously and asked in an almost breathless voice:

"It's not a situation? You are the little prince of Special Eight!"

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