Chapter 509(2/2)
I looked at Xiaomei curiously: "Can you understand?"
She said, "Yeah."
I gave it to her and looked at her strangely. She seemed to really understand it. This is the full English version!
I said, "You really understand?"
She said: "Jane Eyre, I've read the Chinese version, but I haven't read the English version."
I asked: "What are you writing?"
I've seen movies, but never read books.
She said, "Have you seen it?"
I said, "I've seen a movie."
She said: "I admire Jane Eyre very much for being strong and unyielding, and invincible."
I said, "Haha, yes."
She really understood and was speechless.
How can I bear this kind of favor that makes me so badly English?
I saw that she was enjoying her, so I didn't bother her.
I took a nap myself.
When I woke up, it was past two o'clock.
A thick stack of seven or eight books were stacked beside Xiaomei.
I stretched and said, "I didn't expect to sleep for two minutes in one sleep."
Xiaomei didn't look at me.
I approached Xiaomei and asked, "You have finished reading all these?"
Seven or eight thick books, the English version of Jane Eyre, how steel was made, and thick other Chinese and foreign languages.
She said: "I read books very quickly."
I asked, "Is this called looking at the general principles and not asking for a lot of understanding?"
She said, "I have read all these books before."
I said, "It's amazing."
She said: "I used to be a member of the Provincial Writers Association. Our school has opened a column for me. I can write essays and poems, and then someone in the school will post them on the column, broadcasting and reading my essays and poems with music. My classmates will help me contribute, and I can earn thousands of dollars in one article."
I was very surprised: "You have such a skill! How long have you written all the prose?"
She said: "Four or five thousand words can be written in one day."
I asked, "Can you sell it for money?"
"It can be sold for money," she said.
I was stunned: "You are so awesome. You also said you went to a factory to work in a man's factory."
She showed a fearful expression: "The submissions are submitted to the editorial office of the Girls Channel. Women will have women to contact me, and they will harm me."
I'm dizzy.
It seems that this is still a talented woman. If she is cured, her future will be bright. If she cannot be cured, she will be truly ruined.
I asked, "Where have you voted for?"
She said: "Many magazines, newspapers, and websites have offered me a price."
I said, "You cooperate to treat the disease, don't let the disease ruin you."
She nodded slightly.
In the afternoon, at exactly three o'clock.
I took her to the meeting room.
Family meeting room.
Xiaomei's parents had been waiting for a long time. When they saw their daughter, her mother ran up and hugged Xiaomei. Xiaomei was still very scared: "Don't touch me, I won't let you touch me, don't touch me!"
She started to resist.
But the more Xiaomei's mother explained that I was your mother, the more she resisted and pushed away: "You are not! You must be fake! You are them who made you make me look like my mother to harm me!"
I had no choice but to let Xiaomei's mother get out of the way and let her go. Xiaomei's mother burst into tears, and she was a little at a loss when she saw her daughter like this.
Xiaomei's father came over and asked, "Xiaomei, it's dad. Do you remember dad?"
Xiaomei looked at her father and threw herself into her father's arms: "Dad, dad! You are not dead, I thought you are dead! I thought you are dead!"
I was relieved, but fortunately, she recognized her father, hoping to break her fantasy from here and bring her back to reality from the fantasy.
Xiaomei's father hugged Xiaomei and shed tears: "Dad, I'm sorry for you, Dad, I'm busy all day, Dad, I'm sorry for Meimei."
Xiaomei looked at her father crying and said, "I thought you were burned to death, and you were burned to death with your mother!"
Xiaomei's father said, "Isn't this a good life? Don't think about beauty."
I went over and said, "Sit down and say, sit down and say."
Xiaomei held her father's arm: "I want to sit with my father."
I said, "Yes."
Chapter completed!