杜英注视着梁遇起,心中涌起一股难以言喻的烦躁,仿佛想要狠狠地骂他几句,却又觉得这样有何意义?她不禁远离他,希望这个傻气不要传染到自己。
付晓林看着忍不住皱了皱眉头,说道:“好了,吃饭了,别再看了。”
付晓林用眼神问齐木楠怎么回事。
齐木楠双手一摊表示自己也不知道啊,试探性用英语给梁遇起说:”People who have seen flowers will know the gentleness of the wind.“
梁遇起根本不待搭理的,过了一会儿看大家都往他这里看,懵懵的抬起头,看着他那一脸无辜的样子,众人放心的用英文说话。
付晓林:“What's wrong with him? He was still fine last night.”
杜英:“I don't know either. It's probably because I ate too much last night and ruined my brain.”
齐木楠把豆浆喝完:“No, I think I watched SpongeBob too much last night, which caused the brain to stop working.”
何荣清:“It is possible that his supervisor approached him last night and said that his translation was not very good, after all, his mood is mostly related to whether our supervisor criticized him or not.”
杜英:“It is also possible, after all, he has been busy with this matter recently. The things he has been trying to translate have been criticized by his teacher for being useless. If it weren't for the master's intention to create a sic, we wouldn't have come out to play and have to translate literature now.”
众人都不说话了,明明跟自己一点关系也没有,还要为他们鞠躬尽瘁死而后已,忙忙碌碌的干活,就算成功了自己的名字也不会曙上,明摆着。可是梁遇起害怕他们到时候跟师爷那边起冲突,以后有什么好东西师爷不会想着他们,硬生生自己一个人给扛下来了。