Chapter 740 Hepburn's Chinese Proficiency

The master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.

She can't teach everything by hand, it's too tiring, and it's not conducive to their development.

Chinese medicine is inherently broad and profound, and they need to master it well.

Xiang Chu nodded again and again.

As for Hepburn, she was still recording with her mobile phone and slowly translating word by word...

There is no way, although his Chinese has improved rapidly, but he can't respond to so many sentences at once.

After learning Chinese for a few months, I can only lament that one sentence is so fucking stupid, and the meaning of the same sentence changes when it is said in different tones.

For example, he saw a joke last night.

During the Chinese New Year, the employee sent a red envelope to the boss, and then there was the following conversation.

Boss: What do you mean?

Employee: Nothing interesting, just meaning.

Boss: You don't mean enough.

Employee: Small meaning, small meaning.

Boss: You are really interesting.

Employee: Actually, there is no other meaning.

Boss: Then I'm sorry.

Employee: I'm sorry.

Boss: You must have something to say.

Staff: It's really not interesting.

Boss: Since there is no meaning, what do you mean?

Employee: Actually, what I mean is to think about it.

Boss: Since you want to make fun of it, then what is the meaning of it.

The employee cried: I just want to make fun of it, but there is really no other meaning. What is the meaning of such a small red envelope? That is to say.

The leader smiled: Hehe, I am a little interested in you.

The employee thought to himself: Hee hee, that's what I meant.

After reading this paragraph, Hepburn almost cried blind, what does this mean!

Nima, does this mean that he wants to kill people? He is almost schizophrenic in learning Chinese!

He is now wondering if there is any deep meaning when listening to Chinese. Of course, he should record something as important as Liger's lecture, and then go back and study it slowly.

What if Master has other meanings, right?

Xia Weibao was explaining, when he saw Hepburn sweating profusely with his mobile phone and notebook.

She was a little displeased, "Hepburn, what are you doing."

She was actually playing computer games while she was teaching, she must have gotten tired of it.

Xiang Chu glanced at his computer and was speechless.

"Master, don't pay attention to him, he can't understand Chinese."

Xia Weibao, "..."

Well, she thought he was being lazy.

"Am I talking too fast?"

Hepburn wiped the sweat from his forehead, "No, Liger, you go on, I recorded everything, you can listen to it slowly at night."

Xiang Chu couldn't help complaining, "Can't you learn Chinese better?"

Hepburn is angry! "I've learned a lot!"

wipe!

Liger says I'm fine, you little brat dares to point fingers at me!

Xia Weibao raised his eyebrows. His Chinese is pretty good. He already knows how to say Lao Tzu.

Xiang Chu's face darkened, "Your Chinese is good? You are not afraid of jokes when you say it."

He turned his head abruptly and looked at Master, he wanted to sue!

"Master, let me tell you, this man is really stupid. I went out to buy pears with him two days ago, and he asked how to sell them.

The boss said five yuan per catty, but he threw ten dollars at someone, and then took two pears, swearing at him as a profiteer.

People said several times that it was five yuan per catty, and asked him to give RMB, but he was yelling at ten dollars a dollar to steal money, it was so embarrassing. "

"puff……"

Xia Weibao couldn't hold back and sprayed directly.