The wife of the paranoid boss is blackened

Chapter 285 Who Can Translate Latin?The whole class is on fire
Chu Li looked at the PPT on the blackboard, and she clicked on the draft book with a pen. This class is just an open class for Professor Xiao to mobilize everyone's interest, and she will not explain anything in depth.

It seemed she had wasted four or ten minutes.

Zhu Bing was thinking about some milk tea to drink later, when he saw a petite girl with long hair fluttering and a princess cut hairstyle, sitting down by God Chu.

Hey, isn't this the soft girl who confessed to God Chu last time?

Is it a coincidence or...

Holding the lollipop, Zhu Bing paid close attention to the movements of the soft girl.

There is no distinction between men and women in suitors, if a soft girl makes a move on Chu Shen, she will definitely fork this soft girl out.

Fortunately, Ruanmei just looks at God Chu from time to time.

Xiao Hong glanced at her watch and said with a smile: "Class is about to end, thank you very much for coming today, I hope you are interested in this subject. Before school is over, I have a passage here, if someone can translate it, I will send it A mysterious gift."

She wrote a paragraph on the blackboard.

A layman will surely point to the writing on the blackboard and say it is English.

"It looks a bit like English, it's all letters, but...it's not any known English word."

"Let's use the elimination method first, it must not be a Chinese character hahahaha."

"Is that French?"

"I'm a French minor, and what's on the blackboard isn't French."

"Latin." A Xueba said.

Xiao Hong looked at the male student who had guessed right, and looked at him encouragingly, "Yes, this is Latin, which is a branch of the Italian language group. Although no country uses Latin anymore, it has research value. I I didn’t expect someone in the class to understand it. It seems that our Nancheng University’s English Department is full of talents, and some people at the Huaixing University next door also saw that it was Latin, but unfortunately, they didn’t translate it.”

Oh open!

It turned out that Professor Xiao Hong also taught classes in Huaixing, and the students there also recognized that it was Latin, but they did not translate it.

If our schoolmates can translate it, wouldn't that prove that our Nancheng is better than Huaixing?
Scholars who had no interest in Latin began to write one after another, and people who eat melons also started searching on their mobile phones.

But translators with mental disabilities sometimes can't even translate English well, let alone translate such a difficult language as Latin.

For a while, the desire to win was ignited in the class.

Zhu Bing frowned. She tried her best, but with her weak knowledge, she couldn't even recognize Latin, let alone translate it.

We can only pin our hopes on those top students who have already completed the four-year university courses by themselves and have already started preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Chu Li kept pointing on the draft book with her pen, she glanced at the Latin on the blackboard, and then lowered her eyes.

The pretty junior girl next to her whispered, "Hello God Chu, I am Wei Han, a freshman, you can call me Han Han."

Chu Li: "Hello."

stupid...

This title is really unspeakable.

Wei Han thought happily in her heart, and finally exchanged names with God Chu, she lowered her head and smiled, and caught a glimpse of Chu Li's draft from the corner of her eye.

"Ah!" Wei Han exclaimed.

She thought that the tip of Chushen's pen was just randomly dotted on the draft paper, but when she looked carefully, a world famous book, the portrait of Mona Lisa, was drawn with ink dots on the draft paper.

Although it is a portrait made of ink dots, it is very vivid, so Wei Han can see it at a glance.

OMG!

You can complete a portrait with just a few clicks, but if you put on a paintbrush...

Wei Han showed admiration in her eyes, no doubt she was the goddess she had a crush on.

Xiao Hong noticed Wei Han's side and asked, "Have you written the answer yet?"

Wei Han froze, staring at Chu Li's draft, not daring to look up.

Chu Li:?
No, if you look at my draft book like this, the teacher will misunderstand that I wrote the answer!

Xiao Hong: "If you have written the answer, can you let me see it?"

Now the whole class focused on Chu Li.

Chu Li: "..."

I'm not, I'm not, don't look at me!
(End of this chapter)