Back to 60s as an educated youth

"Don't tell me, with your looks, you are quite suitable for Meng Jiangnu." Gao Youhui joked.

"Can I trouble you to lower your voice, there are still people reading here." Just when Jiang He was about to turn back, an impatient voice suddenly came from beside him.

The two of them cast their eyes on the man named Lu Mingfeng at the same time, the other's face was abnormally cold, it could be seen that he was angry.

Jiang He just glanced at him, although he was a bit puzzled, but remembering the appearance of that woman just now, he couldn't help complaining in his heart whether it was really a family, and he didn't enter the house.Withdrawing his gaze and lowering his head to look at the book he just held in his hand, he used the notebook next to him to make some records from time to time, while Gao Youhui on the side kept staring at the content of the record.

"You can also speak the language of the watch country?"

"En!" Jiang He nodded.

"Then... can you do me a favor?" Gao Youhui had a eager smile on his face.

Jiang He raised his head, "What's the matter?"

"Let's go out and talk." After saying that, Gao Youhui took Jiang He's hand and walked out of the library. Before leaving, he threw fifty cents to the librarian.

"You are here waiting for me to say hello." Jiang He was dragged all the way by the other party. At the entrance of a cultural center, there were two soldiers wearing military green liberation uniforms standing at the door. Gao Youhui said something to Jiang He, and then he went Go there first and talk to the two people at the door.

Jiang He responded, raised his head and glanced around the building in front of him. This place was very similar to those requisitioned western-style buildings he had seen in his previous life. There was a tall plane tree growing in the yard, and under the tree was a stone The tables and stone benches seem to have a poetic flavor of painting.

Gao Youhui quickly returned to Jiang He, "Come on, I'll take you to meet someone." As he spoke, he dragged Jiang He to another building, greeted a few familiar people, and turned around. In an office on the second floor.

"Professor!" There was an old man sitting in the office, with gray hair and black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Looking at the thickness of the lenses, it could be seen that the old man's eyesight was very low.And Gao Youhui directly dragged Jiang He to the old man.

"Professor, professor, I brought you a master."

"Gao Youhui, you are a student, can you pay more attention?" Seeing Gao Youhui's appearance, the old man blew his beard and stared angrily, but looked at Jiang Shi with a very friendly tone, "This little comrade, are you scared? The child has a somewhat reckless personality, if there is something uncomfortable, you can tell me, and I will help you teach this kid. Don’t you know the name of the little comrade?”

"Hi, my name is Jiang He, and I'm Gao Youhui's friend." Jiang He didn't have any stage fright, and responded to the old man's questions very seriously.

"Sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk slowly if you have something to say." The old man pointed to the sofa and asked Jiang He to sit first, while he walked to another sofa and sat down.

"Thank you, you don't need to be so troublesome." Jiang He straightened his clothes before sitting in front of the old man, looking at the old professor who was over half a century old in front of him, with some admiration.

Just now he saw that the other party was holding a foreign language skills book, translating word by word, marking in the notebook, and even recording some difficult vocabulary.

He squinted at Gao Youhui who seemed to have something to say, so he said, "Gao Youhui, what do you want to bring this little comrade here?"

"Professor, didn't you say that you have a book about the Kingdom of Clocks and Watches that needs to be translated? I found you an expert. I just saw him reading a book about the Kingdom of Clocks and Watches in the library, and..." Gao Youhui After glancing at Jiang He, he leaned into the old man's ear, "The translator is better than you."

"Ahem!" The old man couldn't help but glared at Gao Youhui, then said gently to Jiang He, "I don't know, comrade, can you show me your note? If it's not convenient ..."

"Convenience..." Jiang He took his notes out of the army green satchel and put his hands in the hands of the old man.

The old man took the notes and was immediately surprised by the beautiful fonts on the paper. He couldn't help admiring, "I didn't expect your handwriting to be so beautiful. Have you ever learned calligraphy? It seems that you usually work hard."

"Hehe! The old man has won the prize. My former husband told me that seeing characters is like seeing people." Jiang He smiled modestly. The reason why he wrote good characters was also learned from his history teacher in his previous life. When he learned to write calligraphy, it was also because of his hobby, but later it became a habit to write and write.

There was also a gratified expression on the old man's face, "I don't know who the mentor is, can we meet?"

"Mr. has passed away. I'm afraid I've let the old man down." Jiang He is also in a dilemma. After all, if the gentleman is counted according to his age, he is only in his early teens now, and he doesn't know if he is still in his original time. world.

"That's really a pity." The old man shook his head regretfully. "Little comrade, I just took a rough look at your notes, and I can see that your foreign language level is very high. Have you ever learned other foreign languages?"

"En." Jiang He nodded, "Gentlemen's Language, Cherry Blossom Language, Maoxiong Language are all dabbled in."

"Then read this book for me." The old man stood up and took a black book from the right side of the desk.

"Eastern Europe and Central Asia studies?" Jiang He only flipped through a few pages and knew that it was a book similar to a textbook. It was really not easy for the old professor to get this book.

"That's right, there are some people here who understand the language of the clock country, but they don't know much about the more esoteric vocabulary. I don't know if the little comrades can translate all the contents of this book." The old professor said with a smile. Judging from He's performance, the other party's foreign language ability is very strong. "Don't worry, I won't let you waste your time. There are three books here. As long as you translate them all, I can personally give you 60 yuan for each book."

"Don't worry, I will translate for you verbatim. I don't know how much time the old man will take." Jiang He is not such a bad guy. Although he knows that the old man in front of him is very admirable, he really needs money.

"It would be even better if it can be handed over to me before the end of this month." The old man thought for a while and said, "I don't know, whether there is enough time."

"No problem, I will translate it for you before the end of the month, and I will never delay your business." Jiang He promised heartily.

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news." The old man nodded.

Jiang He and Gao Youhui left the old professor's office.

"It seems that I recommended the wrong person." Out of the old professor's office, Gao Youhui said with a smile.

"Thank you. When I finish translating this book and get the money, I will treat you to a good meal." Jiang He thanked Gao Youhui very seriously. If there is no help from the other party, let him get together within three months. It may really take a long time to get enough 500 yuan.

"Then I'll just wait." Gao Youhui said with a smile, "I'll send you here, so I don't have to send you back."

"Thank you!" Jiang He looked at the back of the other party, and suddenly felt that the day was so unreal, and 150 yuan was the solution.

"Are you back?" Gao Youhui just entered the office, and the old man sitting on the sofa drinking tea didn't even raise his eyebrows.

"Are you always staring at me?" Gao Youhui slumped on the sofa without any image.

The old man put down the teacup in his hand, and then said, "You kid usually does things, but you have never been so happy to help others. How could you suddenly help someone you just met once?"

"You can see this?" Gao Youhui immediately turned over and sat upright when he heard the old man's words, "Actually, I can be regarded as borrowing flowers to present Buddha. It was Lu Mingfeng who asked me to help."

"Mingfeng? This kid is usually cold, why did he suddenly ask you to help me with this, what's the point?"

When Gao Youhui was asked this question, he subconsciously rubbed his hand on his chin, "He didn't tell me, he just asked me to help, but I'm curious, why did this kid look like that when he was in the library?"