Huang Xuan secretly complained that something was wrong. One of his mineral water bottles caused a chaos that was no less than a grenade. The most direct victim seemed to be the one in front of him. At that time, the other party was wearing sunglasses. He looked at it from the side just now and did not recognize it for a moment. However, his subconscious smile revealed the answer.

Paulino is still in the midst of passionate teaching. Huang Xuan shrank his head and said in English: "Are you?"

"Glatea." The blonde beauty's eyes raised, and her eyebrows were bent into a crescent moon.

With Lorraine's translation, Huang Xuan quickly said: "Goddess of Wave?"

Galadia was the name given to him by an ancient Greek sculptor in the mythological era. He fell deeply in love with the statue, so the God of Love gave his infatuation to Galadia. But Galadia, who woke up, regarded the sculptor as his father, and many suitors fought each other, and even fought to see Galadia for a glance. Her natural kindness made Galadia cry and blind. She felt that she should not have come to this world at all, and finally secretly committed suicide by the river at night. After her death, she was called the "Goddess of Waves".

Lorraine introduced the meaning of this name in as concise language as possible. Huang Xuan felt that this might be the most useful time when Lorraine's nonsense has been heard since he met Lorraine.

Galardia widened her beautiful eyes in surprise. In Greece, her name was of course understood by many people, but this was Brazil, and the other party, she glanced at Huang Xuan with curious eyes - this young man who was younger than herself was not even a Westerner.

At this moment, Paulino just talked about the word structure in Spanish, and Huang Xuan whispered in the east wind:

“noshemoscruzado, hasdecididomirar,

We passed by, you made up your mind to look around you

alosojitosazulesqueahoravanatulado

The blue eyes floating by your side are looking at you

Desdeelmomentoenqueteconocí

From the moment I knew you

resumendo conprisas TiempodeSilencio

That quick glance, a silent moment”

The tone of voice was a little awkward, but it did not prevent the bomb from hitting the cruiser from Greece. Galardia could no longer hide her surprise, with her red lips slightly open and her white teeth and starry eyes.

The great god Li Ao once said that when a man sees a beautiful woman, except for one place, the rest is soft.

What a simple thought. Huang Xuan asked himself that although he was not an adult in the legal sense, he thought he was already a man. Now, facts are better than words.

"My name is Huang Xuan." The man used English and introduced himself to Galadia in a soothing tone.

"I can understand Spanish." Galadia seemed to have forgotten Huang Xuan's homemade grenade and said happily: "We can communicate in Spanish."

Huang Xuan shrugged. At this time, he finally understood the importance of Lorraine's foreign language. When you chat with a beautiful woman, who would want a guy to interfere? But his understanding of Spanish is as poor as his understanding of Spain itself. He could only say in dry English: "I..."

He immediately closed his mouth, and Galadia stretched out her snow-white neck, and her blonde hair drooped softly from top to bottom. Huang Xuan said to Lorraine regretfully: "Lorraine, is there any way for me to quickly become a foreign language?"

The custodian praised Comrade Huang Xuan's learning spirit, but said sorry: "There is no quick way. Even if the base reaches level 21, it will take two months to complete a language for assisted learning."

Hearing the first half, Huang Xuan thought he had expected the second half. However, practice has proved that the future can be expected.

Huang Xuan made a quick decision and decided to leave a good impression on Galadia first. He seemed to have a look at his cell phone, then stood up and said, "Sorry." He rushed out of the back door.

While rushing to the home, Huang Xuan did not forget to remind Lorraine: "Remember the characteristics of Galardia, and then tell me the phone number."

"No problem." Lorraine's answer was really pleasant.

Huang Xuan decided to study foreign languages ​​well. Only then did he remember that he didn't even know which country Jaladia was from.

Huang Xuanshang, who is still a middle school student in China, is not used to skipping classes. He is a little panting when sitting at home. He wants to do something, but his mind is in a mess. He sits in a drowsy state until dinner is over and almost eats the rice into his nose.

"Lorraine, should I write him a letter?" According to the usual analysis, Huang Xuan's current state is in a state of chaos.

"to whom?"

"Galadia!" Huang Xuan read this word very smoothly.

"That should be called a love letter." Lorraine was a real child, but Huang Xuan's face turned red in an instant. He said something voluntarily, and then picked up the pen and started writing.

However, the problem came soon.

Huang Xuan has never written any love letters, nor has he laid a good foundation for writing love letters. Now he has to write love letters to foreign friends, and the difficulty of work seems to exceed his ability.

As a last resort, he could only continue to ask for help and said, "Hey, are there any good ideas?"

"What?" Lorraine really didn't seem to know.

"Love letter, can you write it?"

"No." Lorraine didn't know the polite rejection at all.

Huang Xuanzhao said sadly: "You hurt my heart so much. When I need you the most, you actually rejected me."

It is certain that the guardians will not be hit by the enemy's fool shells, but in the spirit of communism, Lorraine sorted out some information and said: "You can recommend you to translate ancient Chinese love poems."

"Poetry?" Poetry is a good thing. Huang Xuan nodded with satisfaction. It is said that his father also pretended to be a literary youth. However, "Which love poem should be translated?"

"Cao Zhi, the Goddess of Luo River." Lorraine began to translate and displayed the Chinese and Greek versions to Huang Xuan in the form of energy projection, and read it softly:

“…

The neck is stretched out, the neck is beautiful, the white texture is revealed, the fragrance is unpleasant, the lead is not destined, the clouds are majestic, the eyebrows are beautiful, the red lips are bright on the outside, the white teeth are fresh on the inside, the bright eyes are kind and the cheeks are supported. The magnificent posture is elegant, the polite and leisurely body is gentle, and the tender and graceful in language.

…”

Although he had heard the story of Cao Zhi's seven steps into poetry, he seemed to have no chance to get involved in Huang Xuan's short study of the Goddess of Luo River - even if it was so famous. For more time, he should be making trouble with Liu Penggang and others.

Even though most of them didn't understand, the gorgeous parallel prose conquered Huang Xuan in an instant. Art is interconnected, and those who can understand beauty should be able to understand art.

Lorraine imitated Huang Xuan's tone, and then began to read the Greek "Goddess of Luo River" translated by him, using the same gorgeous and classical "Cheuristic Words", with a slight doubt, close and separated, and calm as the indifferent moonlight in the morning.

Huang Xuan was temporarily lost his mind, and after Lorraine finished reading, he said unconfidently: "Can she believe that this was written by me?"

"She doesn't know you, and as long as you have this quality the next time you meet her, that's what you wrote."

It must be admitted that Huang Xuan was very moved, but he was still very self-aware. Not to mention writing poetry in Greek, he would be happy for a long time to write a good article in Chinese. In fact, he often couldn't write an essay for several months. But Lorraine didn't know what purpose he was paranoid and wanted him to learn a few foreign languages.

Huang Xuan spread his hands and said with his fate: "I will learn Greek as you like, but you must have the right to stop at any time."

"No problem." Lorraine just wanted Huang Xuan to take the first step.

“When will it start?”
Chapter completed!