Chapter 532: Doctor Xu’s Miraculous Healing Skills!

The video is a video of the performance of the energetic girl on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

English lyrics subtitles were added below the original Chinese lyrics subtitles.

As for the singing voice, it has also changed. It is no longer the singing of the energetic girl, but the singing of Xu Ye.

There is nothing wrong with these operations. The problem is what you are singing!

"Shoulder pole wide, bench long~"

Ma Jianshe listened to the first line of lyrics and fell into deep self-doubt.

"Is this the English translation of the pole wide, bench long?"

If you translate it directly, it won't feel like a tongue twister!

You know, every country has tongue twisters.

And tongue twisters are determined by pronunciation, not by meaning.

If the Chinese tongue twisters are changed to another language, they are no longer tongue twisters. The same is true for other countries' tongue twisters when they are changed to Chinese.

Then, the second sentence came.

"The pole wants to be tied to the bench~"

The smile on Ma Jianshe's face has disappeared. His brows are furrowed, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Are you going to force a literal translation just to tie a pole to a bench?

There is no grammar at all, man!

However, the more outrageous thing is still to come.

"London Marilyn bought a cheongsam for mother~"

"Moscow's Phuski falls in love with beef noodle bumps~"

Ma Jianshe's facial features have been distorted.

He felt that his ears were insulted.

If it was a Chinese song, he could still not listen to it and pretend not to understand it.

But this is an English song, and his brain can understand the meaning of the lyrics without thinking.

"London Marilyn bought a cheongsam for her mother, Moscow's Phuski falls in love with beef noodle bumps, forget about the literal translation, can you match the syllables with the Chinese!"

The Chinese lyrics have fewer syllables, and it will be different if they are changed to English.

When singing these two sentences, Xu Ye's mouth read out all the words like a machine gun, without any beauty.

This foreigner can't learn it!

Where did you learn English from?

The video continues.

"All kinds of skin, all kinds of hair~"

"What you say becomes popular in Chinese~"

Ma Jianshe was completely speechless. He leaned back on the chair with a speechless smile on his face, and scratched his head helplessly with one hand.

He finally understood why Chinese netizens told him to run away quickly.

This Xu Ye is not a normal person!

If you don't know English, I can help you translate, but I won't torture you like you do!

You are really sick!

The singing in the video continued.

If you encounter the kind of English pronunciation syllables that match the Chinese, then this lyric can barely be heard.

If you encounter the kind of English that has more than Chinese, then this lyric can be said to be unbearable to the ears.

Ma Jianshe did not close the video, he continued to listen.

He just wanted to hear if there would be any surprises later.

He listened to the end, but didn't hear the surprise part.

Instead, he was addicted to the English tongue twisters in it.

The English in it has a feeling that it does not belong to Chinese or English.

Suddenly, Ma Jianshe slapped his thigh.

"I remember now! Isn't Xu Ye the singer who sang Young for You?"

Until now, Ma Jianshe still remembers how he felt when he first heard "Young for You".

At that time, he was in the office, and a colleague from Huaxia was watching short videos and played this song on his mobile phone.

He was curious at the time: "What dialect is this in Huaxia? Why have I never heard of it before?"

When the colleague said it was English, his cerebellum shrank a little.

He later searched for this song and listened to it. He still remembers the feeling.

I can't forget it at all.

The feeling of lying on the beach in the summer, basking in the sun, blowing the sea breeze, and then someone shitting in your ear is still fresh in your memory.

And today, Ma Jianshe had this feeling again.

"People are similar every year, but the songs are different every year." Ma Jianshe murmured.

After listening to this song, Ma Jianshe reposted and commented on Xu Ye's Weibo.

"I will tell my friends about this song."

This kind of uncomfortable feeling must not be experienced by him alone.

If you want to die, you must die together with me!

The patients in Huohua Hospital also watched Xu Ye's video.

"No wonder they said wait a minute, the song has been recorded a long time ago, and they are waiting for the video to be released after the energetic girl finishes singing at the Spring Festival Gala, right?"

"I remember the fear of being dominated by the English version of "Lang's Temptation."

"I suggest that the English version of this song in Chinese be called Chinglish!"

"I have a question. Which of the following two options is Chinese? A, Chinese, B, English."

As for Ma Jianshe, after he forwarded Xu Ye's Weibo, the stupid netizens started an online interview and asked him how he felt after listening to it.

Ma Jianshe was really speechless.

"You ran away when I told you to, now you regret it!"

"I suggest forwarding it to foreign websites so that foreign friends can listen to it."

"What is cultural export? This is cultural export!"

"Go listen to the English version of Lang's Temptation."

After reading everyone's comments, Ma Jianshe first listened to the Chinese version of Lang's Temptation, and then listened to the English version.

This is even more speechless.

It's not as good as Chinese!

What netizens didn't expect was that during the Chinese New Year, a group of official media started to make trouble.

"Thank Xu Ye for his contribution to the export of Chinese culture. In fact, you don't have to contribute."

"Cultural export cannot be rushed."

"Let the world see Chinese culture, not let the world see Chinese jokes."

A group of official media expressed their opinions, which made netizens laugh.

"You can just criticize, why did you forward it!"

"Who forwarded the video to the Internet? It was CCTV!"

"Oh no, this is really embarrassing for the whole country."

It's Chinese New Year, and everyone is obviously in a good mood.

Everyone knows what Xu Ye is like.

The official media seem to be criticizing, but they are actually promoting Xu Ye.

After all, Chinese still needs to be translated into English for foreigners to understand.

Finally, Xu Ye admitted his defeat.

"It's enough to just forward it on our own website, why did you forward it to the Internet? What if I go international in the future, will I have face?"

Xu Ye posted a Weibo.

"Are there any students in Ancheng who can speak French, Spanish, Korean, Japanese, English, Russian, German, Italian and Chinese? They must be good at speaking and singing. If you have time tomorrow, please contact me and record a song together."

After the Weibo was posted, netizens thought it was normal at first, but they found something wrong later.

"Isn't it a bit abrupt to ask if there are any students in Ancheng who can speak Chinese?"

"I just want to know, are there any students in Ancheng who can't speak Chinese?"

"I suspect you are a spy, report it!"

In the end, many people still signed up enthusiastically.

This is a chance to record a song with Xu Ye.

The next day, nine classmates came to the recording studio in this large studio. They were all college students, both male and female.

These students studied corresponding majors in college. Xu Ye also inspected them online and found that their level was no problem.

Everyone recorded a song together in the recording studio.

Xu·Photographer·Ye was responsible for the production of the entire song and the photography work.

Time was limited and there was no time to shoot a serious video, so Xu Ye directly recorded a studio version of the video.

This song is still "Chinese", but it is a version of "Chinese" in nine languages.

In the lyrics, some lyrics were replaced with other languages, such as tongue twisters, which were directly replaced with tongue twisters from other countries.

The song was produced that day, and Xu Ye posted the video on Weibo.

"Nine-language version of "Chinese", thank you for participating."

Xu Ye also tagged the accounts of these classmates on Weibo.

After the nine-language version was released, netizens clicked in to watch it.

In the video, these students sang seriously in the recording studio.

The boys sang powerfully, and the girls sang sweetly.

This time, although the English part was also translated, it didn't sound as disgusting as Xu Ye's.

"So, it's not the lyrics, it's the people."

"This version is much better."

"It's better to listen to normal people singing."

"Xu Ye, go behind the scenes in the future, you won't be needed on stage."

In this nine-language version, a group of students' singing showed a beautiful picture.

Everyone spoke their own language, and then sang together in Chinese, and the intention was different.

Many official media also forwarded this version of the song.

A careful netizen discovered a detail.

"After the official media forwarded this version, they deleted the version sung by Xu Ye, hahaha!"

"If Xu Huohua hadn't been born, the music world would have been dark forever."

"You're destroying the bridge after crossing it. The version sung by the dean has no merits except that it's unpleasant to listen to. But isn't it too much to delete it? It's good to delete it!"

On the other side, Xu Ye was eating outside with a group of classmates who were recording songs.

He wanted to give these students money, but they didn't want it.

For these students, it was boring to stay at home during the Chinese New Year. It was dreamy enough to be able to go out and play with Xu Ye for a day on the second day of the Chinese New Year.

At the dinner table, several girls had already become familiar with each other and were chatting in a low voice.

"I feel that the dean is also quite normal. He is so handsome, especially the way he was seriously recording songs in the recording studio today. He was really handsome."

"Yes, didn't everyone say that Xu Ye also had problems in his daily life? I didn't notice it."

"Is the dean just acting?"

Amid the whispers of a group of people, the hotel staff brought dishes to the table.

Xu Ye said directly: "I am about the same age as you, so don't be polite, just pick up your chopsticks and start eating."

"Thank you, Dean!"

After saying this, everyone picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

As a result, everyone found that Xu Ye took out a white coat from his bag and put it on, then took out a disposable white hat and put it on his head, and also took out a pair of white disposable rubber gloves.

When Xu Ye was dressed, he looked like a doctor.

Everyone didn't care about eating, and all looked at Xu Ye in confusion.

Xu Ye stretched out his hand and brought a plate of whole chicken on the table to him.

He stretched out his hand wearing a disposable glove and touched the chicken leg, and said seriously: "The thigh was injured before, and the chicken is a little strained. Don't be nervous."

Xu Ye stood up, looked forward, one hand on the chicken, and one hand on the chicken leg.

"Relax, don't resist, it will be fine in a moment, three, two, one."

As Xu Ye broke his hand, with a click, the chicken leg was broken off.

He patted the chicken body gently and said: "Okay, okay, it's okay."

He left the chicken leg and put the whole chicken back on the table.

A group of students were already stunned.

Everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

At this time, a boy applauded and said, "Dr. Xu is a miracle doctor!"