Chapter 61 061 The young man didn’t know how good his sister was, and mistakenly regarded the lolita as a treasure (please collect and vote for further reading)
“Hello, my name is Jean de Miribaire, and my Chinese name is Mi Rui Zhe, from France, is now a professor at Anxi Foreign Languages Institute. What is your name and which university are you from? "
Fang Minghua could understand this sentence without translation, but he still couldn't answer in English.
"Li Li, tell him my situation. I am not a college student, but a member of the security department of a confidential unit."
Li Li nodded and translated immediately.
"HeisnNotacollegestudent,butastaffmemberofaconfidentialunit"
Intentionally or unintentionally, the word "security department" was translated.
Mi Ruizhe didn't pay attention to this, and chatted for a long time again.
“I personally like the character of Marcel, the protagonist of "In Search of Lost Time" very much. He is elegant and easy to talk to, has brilliant insights, is adaptable to the situation, and has good demeanor and grace. He is simply a representative of our French 19th century literature. A typical representative of youth!"
When Li Li translated, Fang Minghua replied with a smile:
"Yes, the temperament of Marcel is very similar to the style of the ancient Chinese Wei and Jin Dynasties. In the book, a waitress who had a good relationship with him once said this about him:
"If you think you are like those people, What do the ordinary people wandering around this humble land of ours have in common? You are sadly mistaken! "
"You are not lying down to sleep. Have you ever seen anyone lying down to sleep like this? You're just taking a break here. At this moment, you are wearing this white pajamas and swinging your neck like this, making you look like a white dove. "
"The sleeping posture described in the book is very much like the style of the literati in the Wei and Jin Dynasties of my country. "Fang Minghua said finally.
After speaking, he saw Li Li looking at him with dull eyes, so he urged: "Translate. ”
"What you said was too long, I can't remember it." The girl felt aggrieved.
Okay
Fang Minghua had no choice but to repeat it one paragraph after another.
When Mi Ruizhe heard this, he realized that the other party had indeed read this book. He had met a close friend and immediately started a lively conversation.
The two chatted in full swing,
Li Li was so busy that her mouth went dry.
There are fewer and fewer people around.
No way, the lecture is too profound and the English level requirement is too high.
I haven’t read this book, and I can’t understand the English spoken by Li Li and the foreigner. Why are you staying here?
In the end, even the boy who knew Li Li glanced at Fang Minghua, and he couldn't tell whether it was envy or jealousy in his eyes, and left in despair.
After chatting for more than forty minutes, Fang Minghua felt his mouth was dry. He couldn't help but said: "I'm sorry, Professor Mi Ruizhe, I have something to do and I should leave."
The other party seemed to be There was still something unfinished, so he strongly requested Fang Minghua to come to the English Corner next time, or come to the outer courtyard to find him, and even left his specific address.
"I hope you can come to the outer courtyard with this beautiful girl. We can continue to chat. I like stream of consciousness literature very much. It feels so wonderful to meet a soulmate here." Mi Ruizhe said .
The Chinese he spoke this time was not very fluent and his pronunciation was weird.
Stream of consciousness literature?
Forget it.
In a few years, the Chinese literary and art circles will become a stream of consciousness.
In a few years, stream of consciousness will be a waste!
But for the foreigner in front of us, we must maintain the demeanor of a great country. It doesn’t matter whether he is going or not. We must first smile and nod in agreement.
Mi Ruizhe left, leaving Fang Minghua and Li Li behind. He said something to the girl and was about to leave, but he hadn't found his sister yet.
But the girl stopped him: "Fang Minghua, where have you read the book "In Search of Lost Time"? Is it good?"
"It's not good."
"Huh?"
"It's really not good-looking. Don't be fooled by this poetic name. It's just that the name sounds nice." Fang Minghua said seriously:
"It doesn't have a complete story or a complete narrative clue. , very messy, the so-called stream of consciousness, just write whatever you want, but I haven’t finished it yet.”
"Then you were so happy chatting with Mi Ruizhe just now?" The girl didn't seem to believe it.
"What can I do if he insists on talking about this novel?" Fang Minghua deliberately shrugged like a foreigner and spread his hands:
"I want to talk to him about Tang poetry and Song poetry, Chu "The Book of Songs, I guess he doesn't understand."
"Haha"
Li Li was amused by Fang Minghua: "Don't say it, if you really said something about Guan Guan Pheasant Dove, In River Island, I can’t translate it yet.”
"This is what's wrong with you learning foreign languages. Learning foreign languages, and not talking about anything else but literature, is not just about translating good foreign works for us, but more importantly, it is about translating our country's excellent literary works into foreign languages for foreigners. People think, "The Five Thousand Years of China", isn't it more written than the French? "But now college students like to read foreign works, not Chinese classical literature," Li Li said.
"Hey, the young man didn't know how good Sister Yu was, and mistakenly regarded Lolita as a treasure." Fang Minghua suddenly sighed with emotion.
"Fang Minghua, what does this mean? What is a royal sister? Loli?" It was the first time Li Li heard this word, which was very strange.
“Oh, I just said it casually, that’s not the point.” Fang Minghua hurriedly covered it up: “The point is, now I feel that foreign literature is good, that’s because I haven’t seen much new things. You won’t know what we are until you read more. That’s the real beauty of literature.”
Li Li nodded after hearing this.
What he said seems to make sense.
But why is it Royal Sister Loli?
While the two were talking, they saw a girl walking over.
“Brother.”
It's Fang Mingli.
"Li Li!" Fang Mingli said hello to Li Li again.
Li Li obviously knew Fang Mingli, so she replied and looked at Fang Minghua again.
“He is your brother?”
“Yes.” Fang Mingli came over and hugged Fang Minghua’s arm affectionately, “He is my brother!”
"Fang Mingli, your brother's literary level is very high. I just had a very interesting conversation about French literature with Mr. Mi Ruizhe, a foreign professor from the foreign college." Li Li said.
Of course, my brother is a writer.
That’s the teacher Minghua you admire so much.
But I won’t tell you! May you continue to worship!
Fang Mingli was thinking in her heart, but said: "My brother likes reading very much, especially literary classics."
"Little sister, have you practiced speaking with foreigners?" Fang Minghua interrupted.
"No, there are too few foreigners. I mostly talk to college students. I just met a few students from the outer college, and their speaking skills are very high." Fang Mingli replied.
"Oh." Fang Minghua nodded and said to Li Li: "Li Li, I found that your spoken English is very standard. Can you teach my sister to practice speaking."
" Of course." Li Li happily agreed: "Fang Mingli, you seem to be from the mathematics department, right?"
"Yes, I am from Class 3 of the 80th grade of the mathematics department."
"I am from Class 1, Grade 79, Department of Foreign Languages. My dormitory is in Room 203, Building 3, North District. If you have any questions about English, you can come to me."
"That's great, thank you, Li Li."
"You are so polite, we are all in a literary club."
"Li Li, your poetry recitation is also very good, do you have any skills?" asked.
“Recitation is a kind of knowledge, and it requires certain skills, especially poetry recitation, pauses, coherence, stress, rhythm, and tone. Didn’t I teach recitation in our literary club?”
"I listened, but I didn't understand some parts. For example, I didn't grasp the accent well." An example is the sentence "Motherland, My Dear Motherland" by Shu Ting."
The two girls actually started a heated discussion about poetry recitation, and Fang Minghua, who was standing aside, felt bored.
Fortunately, Li Li’s voice is very nice, even when she is not reading aloud and speaking.
Compared to my younger sister, I am even worse.
There is no way, people from Qin Province, especially those from Guanzhong, have loud voices.
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PS: Jean Demiribaire, whose Chinese name is Mi Ruizhe, is indeed a real person. He lived a legendary life, from coming to China in the early 1980s to his death in 2015 (at the age of 96) , has been living in Xi'an, engaged in cultural exchanges between China and France. The first foreigner in Shaanxi to obtain a Chinese green card. After his death, he donated his body to China's medical cause. He is a respectable old man.
(End of this chapter)