Chapter 145

It's her?

Thinking of the girl she bumped into yesterday, Li Qinian had an indescribable emotion in his heart.

She went all the way back to the dormitory, pushed the door and entered, but found that there were already people in the dormitory.

Li Qinian was slightly surprised: "brother Wang?"

Jiang Wang didn't study by himself last Sunday night, so he didn't come to school until Monday morning.

"Yes."

Jiang Ruizheng looked up at her with a book in his hand.

Li Qinian guessed and asked, "did you go to the classroom?"

"Yes, I was stopped."

Jiang Xu didn't say it clearly, but he obviously knew what had happened.

"Forget it, let's leave it alone. The police will naturally find out."

As Li Qinian said, he took out the latest version of the game console from his schoolbag: "brother Wang, don't read, come and play."

She just glanced at the cover. It was another foreign original, but this time she changed another language. The font was twisted and twisted. It looked like a little ant.

Seeing such a strange language for the first time, she looked down and looked closer:

"This... Looks like Tibetan, but it's not Tibetan. When you look carefully, it comes from the same vein as Tibetan."

Before she wore into the body of "Li Qinian", she stayed in a pure white space and couldn't see the edge around.

When she was idle, she read the existing languages of the world in 7788. She didn't say she could know them all, but it was still no problem to know more than half of them.

Jiang Wu gave her the answer: "this is a new language changed from the combination of Tibetan and Burmese."

Li Qinian thought he was a language genius. For a time, he was interested and didn't even care about the game: "can I have a look?"

Jiang Wang glanced at her indifferently and lowered his eyes, which was the default.

Li Qinian simply moved his chair and arranged it beside Jiang Wang. They sat side by side:

"Let's watch it together."

The two seriously looked down at the book. The more they looked, the more magical Li Qinian felt. There were no Chinese Notes on the book, only some illustrations. She looked up curiously:

"Brother Wang, can you understand?"

"I don't understand."

Jiang Wang opened his mouth lightly, and the answer was completely beyond her expectation.

Li Qinian looked at the pen and paper on the table. There were dozens of words written in Chinese. Under each word, there was a crooked new text.

She vaguely understood Jiang Wang's move: "... Do you guess the meaning of each word by comparing the shape of the words in the book and combining the patterns?"

This move is not crazy.

A book has at least 100000 words. You should remember the shape of each word in these 100000 words, and then guess the general meaning of the word in combination with the repeated position of the word.

She was slightly shocked that the person who could do such a thing was either a madman or a genius.

Jiang Wang doesn't think his behavior is crazy: "this new language comes from a mysterious ethnic group in southern Xinjiang. In their local area, they communicate in this language."

"I'll try it, too."

Li Qinian likes challenging things very much.

They watched it together for two hours, and Li Qinian finally translated only two words.

When she saw Jiang Wang's progress, her eyebrows were surprised. Brother Wang wrote four more words.

Her own memory has always been amazing. She can always remember many things after seeing them several times. Unexpectedly, Jiang Wang's memory is even more terrible than her, almost unforgettable.