Su Qing carried a sledgehammer and mingled among the crowd, silently calculating as he walked.
The day before yesterday, while having lunch, he overheard two foreign guards chatting about the new mine manager, Mr. John, who didn't speak Japanese and wanted to find a Chinese translator.
Because all the workers in the mine were Chinese, they chatted without any hesitation.
Su Qing who happened to be passing by happened to hear it.
When Su Qing heard about this, he didn't tell anyone else and didn't take it to heart.
After all, since graduating from college, he had not used it for a long time, so most of his English knowledge had long been returned to his teacher. Now he only remembered a few words and some simple chat sentences, and naturally did not think about translation.
certainly.
Su Qing is a decent man. Even if he has not lost his knowledge, he will not become a lackey for foreigners who exploit him.
Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.
First there was Zhang Lei's chrysanthemum threat, and then came the arrival of the golden finger.
He had to make changes.
The plan is to wait until the English language is downloaded and installed, then find an opportunity to become Laowai's translator and use the opportunity to get rid of Zhang Lei's threat.
Then, find an opportunity to kill Zhang Lei.
This pervert who was after him, Su Qing couldn't calm down his hatred without killing him...
at last.
If there is a chance, save the Chinese workers who are suffering in the mines.
Although he had the chance to travel through time, he didn't have long to live. In the last stage of his life, Su Qing had to do something meaningful.
Otherwise, it would be a waste of time traveling through time.
Of course, all of this is just an ideal assumption. Whether one can successfully become a translator is still unclear.
Anyway, Su Qing was mentally prepared for failure.
"Su Qing, are you okay?"
The person who spoke was a thin man next to Su Qing, who was about thirty years old, wearing a pair of broken glasses and ragged clothes, but one could still see the elegant temperament of a teacher from him.
Looking at Su Qing's skinny face, the man hesitated.
Su Qing was not like this before work yesterday. Although he was thin, his face still had some color. How come after not seeing him for one night, he looked so listless, with sunken cheeks on both sides.
If he hadn't been with Su Qing for half a month and was extremely familiar with her figure and appearance, he really wouldn't have recognized her.
Could it be the impact of Zhang Lei's threat yesterday morning and the anxiety in his heart?
But that's not right!
In his impression, although Su Qing sometimes speaks shockingly and has unconventional thoughts, and seems approachable, he actually has a strong character and is not someone who is easily frightened.
"It's okay, I just feel a little unwell." Su Qing turned her head to look at the man and smiled.
The middle-aged man was named Wang Zhiqiu, and he was the first person he met at the mine.
After spending half a month together, Su Qing learned that Wang Zhiqiu had studied abroad in his early years, and later returned to China to become a teacher specializing in foreign languages.
Just because he accidentally killed a foreigner, in order not to implicate his family, he came to Britain alone to seek a way out. Unexpectedly, as soon as he set foot on British soil, he was beaten by human traffickers and sold to this mine to do hard labor.
Speaking of which, Su Qing is now learning proficient English skills from Wang Zhiqiu.
"That's good..." Wang Zhiqiu didn't know what he was thinking about, and avoided looking into Su Qing's eyes.
"It's okay." Su Qing smiled and didn't say much.
When I first arrived, I learned a lot of things from Wang Zhiqiu.
Therefore, the relationship between the two was pretty good, and Su Qing didn't want to involve him because of his own affairs. Although the other party had consciously distanced himself from him.
While talking, we arrived at the mine.
The two of them separated and went about their own business.
...
The sun at noon is particularly strong, making people feel hot.
Su Qing wiped the sweat off his forehead, raised the sledgehammer with difficulty and hit a piece of ore.
Just as I was about to bend down to sort the items, I heard the supervisor shout:
"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner..."
Su Qing, who was already starving, immediately dropped the hammer handle and followed the crowd towards the meal.
"Line up, or no one will get to eat!"
"Pah, you have to get in line for me."
"Got it, stop fighting..."
"…"
Su Qing held the bowl and walked to a corner where the sun didn't shine, sat down on the ground, and looked at Zhang Lei, who was fawning over the old man in the distance, and murmured in his heart: "What a good dog!"
Think of this.
He lowered his head to look at the food in the bowl, and his eyelids couldn't stop twitching.
Just because a full bowl of porridge is half soup.
Rather than calling it porridge, it would be more appropriate to say that it is 'rice boiled in boiling water'.
Zhang Lei, this villain, used the name of supervisor to arbitrarily withhold food expenses.
Previously, the workers could not bear it anymore and protested collectively. In order to suppress them, Zhang Lei hanged the leader directly on the flagpole to serve as a warning to others.
From then on, the workers were frightened by Zhang Lei's brutality and had to endure it silently, never daring to resist again.
"Um?"
A glance from the corner of the eye.
Su Qing saw Zhang Lei, who had just been circling around the guard table, walking over with a bowl in his hand, with a very proud look on his face.
His heart was firm, but he looked calm as he continued to drink the porridge. However, his eyes flickered and he stared at the man who was approaching.
Just as I swallowed the last mouthful of soup, Zhang Lei came in front of me.
Seeing Su Qing sitting there unmoved, he did not get angry. He bent down and handed the large bowl full of food to Su Qing, and said tenderly with a look on his face:
"You're not full, are you? Hey, I called you specifically."
Yin Meng below.
Having relieved a bit of his hunger, Su Qing held the empty bowl with an indifferent expression, looked at the man in front of him, and said coldly:
"Your meal smells of blood. I dare not eat it."
After hearing this, Zhang Lei knew that Su Qing was not giving in. The smile on his face immediately disappeared. He no longer said any words of persuasion and just threw the bowl away.
The big bowl fell to the ground and broke, and the food was scattered all over the floor.
The workers around immediately became excited. They rushed over one after another, grabbed the food and stuffed it into their mouths without caring about the dust.
"Mine, mine."
"Get lost…"
"…"
The scene was chaotic for a moment.
Su Qing looked at this scene in silence. When a good person experienced the long-term torture of hunger, his sense of shame naturally became shit.
Zhang Lei was annoyed when he saw Su Qing still had no expression on her face. Suddenly, he thought of something and said maliciously, "I changed my mind. I want a satisfactory answer today before I leave work. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
After saying this, he turned around and left triumphantly.
Looking at the receding figure, a hint of viciousness flashed in Su Qing's eyes. Considering Zhang Lei's character, he had thought that the other party would not wait for three days, but he did not expect that he would come so soon.
"I'll kill you sooner or later."
"Besides, my face is so skinny and you still like me. It seems you are really hungry."
"Bah, you pervert."
After a while of thoughts churning in his mind, Su Qing sighed, and with a thought, a light curtain appeared.
You can see that English (Proficient) has been downloaded and you just need to confirm the installation.
"I hope it's what you want."
Due to time constraints, Su Qing has not had the chance to try out the installation function, and he can't help feeling a little nervous.
However, the chrysanthemums are about to be destroyed, so there is no time to think about these things.
Take a deep breath.
Su Qing thought about it and immediately chose to install it.
moment.
He felt that he had a lot more English-related knowledge in his mind, which not only helped him regain his previous knowledge, but also deepened his understanding and application of English.
Su Qing experimented in his mind and found that there was nothing awkward about it and there was no problem in communicating and talking.
"If we use the standards of my previous life, I'm afraid it's already above level 6 in English."
After comparing secretly, Su Qing looked at the light screen again, and saw English (proficient) written behind the installation record.
very good.
Goldfinger functions as expected.
Su Qing put away the light curtain, ignored the various looks from all around him, looked up at the sky, and murmured in his heart.
"Then we just have to wait."