Chapter 858

Anyi acted as a simultaneous translator and translated Wang Yong's words to all South Korean students timely and accurately.

When Wang Yong's last word fell, the first surprise was not the South Korean students, but Anyi.

Anyi needs to switch between Chinese and Korean. In fact, after listening to the story twice, I feel different from other people.

She suddenly found that what Wang Yong said was the correct version!

This statue is the truth of "one handed voice"! Instead of Li Zaixian's so-called "pity Qingfeng"!

Anyi looked at Wang Yong in shock, doubted whether he had studied abroad for too long, and underestimated the breadth and depth of Chinese culture.

Boom!

After a while, the dull South Korean students sighed, and their faces were full of loss and sadness.

Anyone who has a bit of judgment already has the right answer in mind.

Pity the breeze and the sound of one hand, which is the right solution, at a glance.

However, there are still unconvinced students searching with mobile phones, trying to find the source of Wang Yong's story.

What if Wang Yong made the story temporarily? Of course, the scene is more in line with the artistic conception of the statue.

But after they found this story in a book called "Zen bone and Zen meat", they were all speechless.

Because this book was written by a westerner named Lipps, who quoted a lot of Oriental classics in order to recommend Zen to the West.

It can be seen that the sound of one hand is really an allusion, which is not made up by Wang Yong.

"A bunch of sticks, they want to challenge Mr. Wang! Don't look at Mr. Wang's last name! King

"Great joy! Compared with those domestic brick makers, they are still more addictive. I strongly urge Mr. Wang to come every day! "

"Hey, this Li Zaixian has a false name. I thought it was really as strong as Bangzi! He devoted all his life to de Sinicization. Are you satisfied now? Even he doesn't understand the traditional culture of his own country! You deserve it

The audience make complaints about the gifts, and the gifts are also brushed up.

"You are right." At this time, the student named Changxi suddenly came forward and told Wang Yong.

It is beyond Wang Yong's expectation that a South Korean should be so generous to admit that Wang Yong is right.

The normal South Korean performance should be the same as other students, admitting in the heart but never convinced in the face; Or like a fat aunt, pretending to work with her head down and ignoring Wang Yong.

This move of Changxi really surprised Wang Yong.

"Brother Changxi!" Some South Korean students seem to feel humiliated and complain.

Chang Xi looked back at the students and said, "right is right, wrong is wrong. If we dare not admit it, what's the point of reading? Reading is to let us learn to distinguish right from wrong and understand the truth. "

"We are wrong..." several students lowered their heads in shame.

Other South Korean students also face shame, quietly scattered, back to the library seat.

Just now, the angry South Korean student turned into a defeated rooster. He was as gentle as a lamb.

"You're not the same." Wang Yong looked at Chang Xi and saw a meaningful way.

Then he went straight to the fat lady.

"Can I read those books now?" Wang Yong asked.

Fat aunt a little panic raised her head, want to refuse, but really can not find a reason.

"This is an ancient book. You can't read it casually... I have to ask for instructions..."

Fat aunt did not finish, but listen to a voice: "show him, we supervise."

But Changxi.

Some students who didn't leave seemed to put down their hostility to Wang Yong and said: "yes, we supervise him. Anyway, it's necessary for him to have a look. "

In the face of this situation, the fat lady can't stand it. In fact, the real ancient books have been collected for a long time, and all the books in the library are printed.

If you continue to use this as an excuse to shirk, I'm afraid you will be exposed by those students who are against the water.

Fat aunt could only gnash her teeth and pointed to the bookshelf: "over there, he can't touch it. You can bring it for him. Only in front of me, not out of my sight. "

After all, it is still a dilemma for Wang Yong.

With a smile, Chang Xi took the initiative to help Wang Yong get those ancient books.

Wang Yong opened it right under the nose of fat aunt.

After less than ten minutes of reading, he said to Anyi: "I said, you write, translate directly on the paper."

Anyi was stunned. Can Wang Yong really understand these books? It's too fast, isn't it?

But now she has formed trust in Wang Yong. Without hesitation, she quickly borrowed pen and paper and began to translate.

The students who just watched saw Wang Yong's action. They were all surprised. They opened their mouths in disbelief. They thought it was incredible.

In ten minutes, Wang Yong only read for ten minutes, and he was able to interpret these ancient books?

Are you just pretending?

Those who didn't believe in it came up and looked inside on tiptoe to see what Wang Yong could interpret.

Changxi's eyes were also shocked. At first, Wang Yong interpreted the sound of one hand, but he was not so surprised, because it is very likely that Wang Yong happened to read this allusion, which means nothing.

But now Wang Yong only read for ten minutes, and he has to read several ancient books. But there is no trickery to speak of, only by virtue of hard power.

Is Wang Yong really OK?

With a strong doubt, Changxi looks at the pen and paper in Anyi's hand.

Not only him, but also a lot of eyes around him fall on Anyi. Everyone knows that the essence or dross flowing here will be revealed soon.

Shasha, accompanied by Wang Yong's voice, Anyi's hand finally moved and drew out Korean characters on the paper.

Soon after the first sentence was finished, people were surprised to see it.

It seems that the interpretation of this sentence is very reasonable, but it's useless to understand only one sentence. Li Zaixian can also understand half of it. The key depends on what Miss Li won't do, and whether Wang Yong will do it or not.

Time passed by little by little. Unconsciously, Wang Yong had read for more than half an hour, and Anyi had written for more than half an hour.

The accumulated paper has been more than ten pages on the library table.

The faces of South Korean students are becoming more and more ugly, because Wang Yong's current progress has surpassed that of Li Zaixian. The two pages that Li Zaixian won't do are interpreted by Wang Yong!

How could that be?

For a moment, many college students' belief in Li Zaixian was shaken.

"Miss Wang, the meaning of this word can't be written in Korean." Anyi suddenly stopped writing and said.

She has subconsciously called Wang Yong Teacher Wang, it can be seen that the heart has been convinced of Wang Yong.

"Well, this is the result of South Korea's de Sinicization. Not only these ancient books, but also some folk slang in South Korea are inexplicable in today's Korean. I can't understand where they came from. I used to say that helping the South Korean people was a joke, but now it's true. These South Korean ancient books, can help them rescue a batch, is a batch! The meaning of words that cannot be written in Korean should be marked with Chinese characters first. " Wang Yong shook his head and sighed.

"Good." Anyi agreed to continue to translate.

Other South Korean students couldn't understand the conversation and looked at each other.

Only Changxi seemed to know what had happened. His eyes flashed with sadness. But then it glowed as if it had found its way.

For two hours, Wang Yong did not drink a mouthful of water. He was reading ancient books all the time.

And Anyi did not rest, always brushing translation.

Around the students have gone batch after batch, to the end, there are only less than 20.

Some people couldn't see it and bought water for Wang Yong and Anyi.

Two humanitarian a thank you, but did not drink, but take the opportunity to quickly finish the rest.

Finally, in Wang Yong's long breath, the interpretation of ancient books ended.

Anyi also stopped writing and sat down on the chair with relief.

Compared with speaking, writing is obviously more tired, but it makes her very tired.

"Hard work for both of you." Changxi came forward and handed two bottles of water respectfully.

Wang Yong and an Yi had two drinks.

The live broadcast room is also full of heartache.

"I love Miss Wang and my little sister. After two hours, I feel tired."

"Well, this time Mr. Wang really fulfilled his promise and worked hard for the cultural exchanges between the two countries. If you don't cherish the stick, you will be shameless. "

"I think all the students present were a little moved, but other South Koreans were very worried. It is estimated that we should attack Mr. Wang as we should. "

"It's up to you. As for whether the interpretation is correct or not, you won't believe what I said. Different people have different opinions. I don't mind if you want to be a fire. " Wang Yong handed the translated manuscript to Changxi, then pulled on Anyi, turned and left.

Left a group of South Korean students a lonely and great back.

Changxi held the manuscript in his hand and said excitedly: "how can I burn it? These are priceless treasures! After nearly a hundred years, these ancient books can finally be seen again and communicate with all the people of South Korea

Although she was also shocked by Wang Yong's performance, she still looked down upon Wang Yong and said, "Changxi, you call these things priceless treasures. Are you flattering that guy? Isn't it just a few ancient books, which are so important? Nowadays, western spiritual thoughts are popular in society, and young people don't like to see these things at all. "

Chang Xi sneered and looked at the fat lady with a touch of contempt: "forgetting history means betrayal. When a nation can't understand its own things, it is the time when that nation is destroyed. I don't want you to be vassals of the Western cultural system! "

Fat aunt is choked white by Changxi, her face is blue and red. Seeing that Chang Xi didn't go downstairs, instead he went in another direction, he was surprised and asked, "where are you going?"

Chang Xi's head does not return to reply: "headmaster's office! I think it's necessary for the headmaster to look at these! "

With that, Changxi's figure disappeared around the corner, leaving only the gaping fat lady with a blank face - is this the only thing worth stirring up the headmaster?