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"Yi Shui Jian" is a privately run 24-hour bookstore with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere. Most of the customers are students, office white-collar workers, and literary youths. Shen Xizhou is a frequent visitor here.

Tonight, the store is playing soft music with a sad melody.

The selection of songs in Yishuijian does not take care of the reading environment of customers, it all depends on the preference of the store manager.For a while, the store manager was obsessed with Rock and Roll, and even generously invited several well-known foreign bands to perform live.

The show runs for a week and is free for all.At the same time, the store's turnover was soaring, but it still didn't cover the band's appearance fee, but she never cared about the profit and loss, she just wanted to have fun.

"Hair." The woman with bright eyebrows reminded the girl who was writing quickly.

Tan Yuchen met her teasing gaze, and belatedly said "Ah", and she tucked behind her ears the hair that was hanging down to cover half of the light in front of her eyes.

Ye Yu is not only the owner of Yishuijian, but also Tan Yuchen's guardian.

"Knock knock", the glass on the side was knocked, and the two looked over together.

Shen Xizhou is wearing an off-white V-neck sweater. The flared cuffs add a retro feel to the sweater. Underneath is a high-necked bottoming shirt with exquisite dark patterns. A red belt is buckled on the jeans, which outlines her slim waist.

Under the street lamp, the girl was gentle and quiet.

Tan Yuchen waved to Shen Xizhou, signaling her to come in quickly.

Shen Xizhou quickly came to them. The log table was full of books and materials. She greeted Ye Yu, then turned to Tan Yuchen with a smile, "What are you writing?"

Tan Yuchen handed her the freshly released notes. The first sentence of the article was: "Two hundred miles to the east, Mount Tai is called Taishan, and there are many gold, jade, and framing trees on it. There is a beast, which looks like a cow with a white head. It can be seen at a glance. Snake tail, its name is Fei. If you walk with water, you will be exhausted, if you walk with grass, you will die, and if you see it, the world will be plagued."

The words are not elegant, but they are also neat, and the following is filled with dense notes and personal opinions with marker pens.

"Fei. "The Classic of Mountains and Seas·Eastern Mountain Classic." Tan Yuchen didn't have the source of this passage, but Shen Xizhou explained it right away.

Ye Yu praised: "Yes, you are knowledgeable."

"I dare not take it." Shen Xizhou did not dare to accept her praise.

As early as three years ago, this person's name had already left a strong mark in the history of Chinese literature research. Hearing her boast that she was knowledgeable and knowledgeable would shorten her life.

She turned to leave: "I'm here to buy books, you are busy."

"What book? I'll take you there." Tan Yuchen followed and got up, Shen Xizhou saw that she was hesitant to speak, and felt that she should have something to say to him, so he went along with it: "The original version of "The Little Prince."

Shen Xizhou already had a copy of "Le Petit Prince", and Shen Xiangsi couldn't put it down after borrowing it last week. It's not that she was sympathetic to the book and refused to give it away, but it had her own notes written on it, so it was not appropriate to give it away.

Simply because she was free tonight, she thought of coming to "Yi Shui Jian" to buy a new copy of "Le Petit Prince" as a gift to Shen Xiangsi, as a congratulation for her being selected for the show.

Languages ​​around the world are both interlinked and independent. Due to different cultural backgrounds, the word order and meaning of many languages ​​are significantly different, especially the languages ​​of Asian and European countries.

It is not easy to achieve "credibility" in translation, not to mention "expression" and "elegance". Therefore, no matter how accurate and beautiful the translated text is, it is far from the meaning and rhyme of the original version itself.

When the three sisters read foreign literature, if it is related to a major language, they are willing to learn a new language to read the original version. For literary works in a small language, they will try their best to find the most suitable translation for reading.

However, many bookstores in China sell very few original books, and Yishuijian has a lot of them.

Tan Yuchen took Shen Xizhou to the second floor. The wooden floor was dimly lit by warm yellow lights, and the customers sat or stood with books in their hands. Fortunately, the space was large enough and no one occupied the aisle.

"The book should be on the second shelf from the left." Tan Yuchen leaned his back against the bookshelf and pointed to the side.

Shen Xizhou walked to the bookshelf, bent down and searched from bottom to top row by row. Tan Yuchen's voice fell beside her: "Xizhou, I might have seen our class teacher a long time ago."

Shen Xizhou found the book and took it out, tilted his head and asked her, "Do you know him?"

She didn't know if Song Shu's wound had been healed, but thinking of someone, her brows tightened a little.

Tan Yuchen looked down at the toes of his blue canvas shoes: "I thought she looked familiar when I started school, but what happened two years ago was so embarrassing that I couldn't be sure. It's not her, and I really hope it's not her."

She seemed to be tormented and judged by something belated, with self-blame on her face and guilt in her tone.

For no reason, Shen Xizhou recalled the scene when he saw her for the first time. The Shen family and the Ye family were inextricably linked, and Ye Yu was Shen Qinghe's student.

Back then, after she adopted Tan Yuchen, she brought people to visit her. The half-old girl stood a few steps behind the adults, looking anxiously at Shen Xizhou when she was a child.

"Then tell me after you're sure." Shen Xizhou knew that Tan Yuchen told her this, not because she felt that she and Song Shu were close enough to have the right to know each other's private affairs, but because of her relationship with Tan Yuchen. Let Tan Yuchen instinctively confide his anxiety to his closest friends.

After buying books and going out, it started to rain lightly outside.

Tan Yuchen lent Shen Xizhou a dark blue folding umbrella, and his delicate figure melted into the night sky with the umbrella.

When Shen Xizhou came home, Shen Xiangsi had already fallen asleep.She put the book next to her pillow, tucked in the corner of the quilt, and then quietly left her bedroom.

She wanted to ask if Song Shu's injury was healed, but she checked the time and found that it was very late, so she had to give up.

As for adding people, Shen Xizhou folded the paper with the contact information on it and hid it in the phone case, let's talk about it later when there is a chance.

Back to school on Monday, heavy rain.

It stands to reason that in the future of the rainy season, there should not be such a heavy rain, but abnormal weather is also understandable. With the increase of environmental pollution on the earth and the deepening of atmospheric damage, abnormal weather has appeared in various regions.

If human beings continue to be so greedy, they are doomed to destroy themselves in the near future.

It is really inconvenient to go to school by bus in this weather, so Shen Nanfeng drove Shen Xizhou and Shen Xiangsi to school.

She first sent Shen Xiangsi back to junior high school, and then sent Shen Xizhou to Tonghua high school. The wheels ran through one puddle after another, and the splashed water fell on the green road.

Under the hazy rain, the city was turned upside down, and the lights of the cars passed by.

She finally broke through the traffic and sent Shen Xizhou safely to the side gate of the school. When Shen Xizhou got off the car, he didn't go in right away. Instead, he walked around to the window of the driver's seat and knocked a few times with his fingers.

The window of the car was lowered slowly, Shen Nanfeng looked at his younger sister in puzzlement, the cold rain fell on her face, the chill was piercing, she asked: "Xizhou?"

Shen Xizhou held an umbrella in one hand while helping her close the half-open collar of the camel-colored windbreaker. The collar was raised up to cover the ambiguous hickey marks on her neck. redundant meaning.

Shen Nanfeng immediately realized what she meant, brushed his long hair down to his chest, put his index finger between his lips, and made a silent gesture: "Shh."

Yesterday afternoon, Ran Chenwan had a fierce fight with her, which made her body full of hickey marks. She didn't pay attention to it when she got up in the morning, but Shen Xizhou found out.

Shen Xizhou smiled slyly at her elder sister, and a woman as charming as a poppy appeared in front of her.

Although she didn't understand how far the relationship between them had progressed, Shen Nanfeng was still secretive until now, but she knew that Shen Nanfeng had his own plans for this matter, so she would naturally say what she wanted to say.

Blood relationship is never an excuse to pry into privacy.

So, she looked away, didn't ask more about the origin of the hickey, but said softly: "Miss, drive slowly."

"Go in quickly." Shen Nanfeng raised the car window again, and hurried back to the company to appease a certain little wild cat.

Chinese early reading.

The sound of reading in each class is sparse, and there is no early reading.It wasn't until Song Shu approached the door of class (7) that she heard the sound of reading books from inside. Her serious attitude towards early reading was in stark contrast to other classes.

She was very relieved, and she didn't go in, but stood in the corridor outside and listened to their morning reading.

Shen Xizhou was holding a Chinese book, reading it while patrolling, gently reminding the students who passed by who didn't speak, and suddenly, she knocked on a person's desk.

Shi Zhaoyang was woken up by someone, and got up angrily. When he woke up, he pushed the table forward and looked at Shen Xizhou with displeasure.

"Kang lang—" The chair of the girl in front was pushed by her, her face turned pale, and her deskmate was also very frightened.

The sound of reading in the classroom stopped tacitly. Everyone looked at Shen Xizhou and Shi Zhaoyang in unison.

Some were curious about the subsequent development of the situation, some were worried about Shen Xizhou's safety, and some were afraid of Shi Zhaoyang's attack.After all, Shi Zhaoyang has a notorious reputation, and he has a good relationship with the gang of students in this school. Those who are dedicated to studying are naturally afraid of such "bad" students.

Shen Xizhou couldn't avoid her fierce eyes, she put a beautifully packaged candy on Shi Zhaoyang's table, and her voice was always gentle: "Eat a mint candy to refresh yourself."

It was such a gentle tone, but there was an irresistible sense of oppression. After a long confrontation, Shi Zhaoyang curled his lips and raised his right hand. Many people thought that she was going to hit someone, and gasped.

Seeing that Shi Zhaoyang quickly tore open the packaging bag of mint candy, put the candy into her mouth and chewed it, she found Chinese documents from the messy cabinet, and before she could ask, Shen Xizhou had already opened the book for her to the front The page she read, she said, "This page."

A small turmoil was resolved by Shen Xizhou in this way, and the sound of morning reading resounded, and Song Shu's suspended heart let go. Everything happened too fast, causing her to miss Shen Xizhou's gaze that was cast and then retracted.

Song Shu did not enter this morning reading class. She was teaching another class, class (8), after listening outside for a while, she went straight back to the office.

After the morning reading class, Shen Xizhou collected all the Chinese homework and went to Song Shu, "Teacher, all the homework has been handed in."

The office smelled like ginger tea. Song Shu was drinking ginger tea. She was holding the cup with her good right hand, and her left hand on her knee was wrapped with a bandage, giving her a kind of incomplete beauty.

Seeing her looking straight at his injured left hand, Song Shu explained obediently: "The bleeding has been stopped, the medicine has been applied, and it has been bandaged. It hasn't been wet."

Shen Xizhou tilted his head and smiled: "Teacher, what are you nervous about?"

Unable to bear this beauty, Song Shu, who was really nervous and guilty, blushed and changed the subject abruptly: "Are you used to drinking ginger tea? I'll pour you a cup to drive away the cold."

"I'm used to it, thank you teacher." Shen Xizhou began to get used to Song Shu's feeding from time to time.

Song Shu dug out a new cup from the cabinet, scalded it several times with boiling water, and poured the ginger tea from the thermos into the cup, and she stopped pouring it when it was [-]% full.

The cup is not full, so it is convenient to pick it up, and it is easy to drink.

Shen Xizhou picked up the cup and took a sip. She didn't look like she was drinking a cup of ordinary ginger tea, but rather like a nobleman of an aristocratic family tasting famous tea.

Song Shu looked at her blatantly, feeling overwhelmed.

"Teacher, there are still two homework missing, I will remind you again." Xing Deyin, the representative of the Chinese class of class (8), also came to hand in the homework.

"If you don't hand it in before the second class starts, you don't have to hand it in. Just report the list to me." Song Shu told her that he had nothing to say after finishing his business.

Xing Deyin obviously didn't intend to leave, she asked with a smile: "Teacher is drinking ginger tea?"

Song Shu changed his generosity to Shen Xizhou just now, and silently moved the uncovered thermos away. She denied it flatly: "No, don't talk nonsense, it doesn't exist."

"I can already smell it." The girl expressed disbelief, she was just curious and had no other meaning.

Song Shu was stern, and educated her with righteous words: "The elderly pay attention to health preservation, drink ginger tea to keep out the cold, you are a young man, healthy, why not join in the fun, drink more hot water, it is good for your health."

After she finished speaking, she realized something and looked aside in horror.

The "elderly man" Shen Xizhou took another sip of ginger tea, and smiled harmlessly at Shang Song Shu's complicated gaze, with bright white teeth: "What do you see me doing? I'm taking care of my health."

Song Shu: ...

What should I do if I always play dead and offend my Chinese class representative?

Waiting online, very anxious.

The author has something to say: In addition to professional literature and materials, I strongly recommend everyone to read the original foreign language novels. If you really can’t understand the original version, try to pick a Chinese version with a good translation.

Due to different cultural backgrounds, the word order and meaning of many languages ​​are significantly different, especially in Asian and European countries.

It is not easy to translate "credible", not to mention "da" and "elegant". You can look at how the literati in the Republic of China translated foreign novels. Unmatched by many translators.