"Jiang Cheng, are you serious?"

"Absolutely true, I have a translation certificate."

Jiang Cheng once again pulled out translation certificates from her canvas bag and placed them on the table.

Among them, Teacher Qin, who knew the most languages, stepped forward to flip through each translation certificate.

Each time he looked at one, he conversed with Jiang Cheng in a different language.

After conversing in five languages, Teacher Qin was dissatisfied and said, "Why didn’t you learn ALB?"

Jiang Cheng slightly patted her forehead in embarrassment and said, "I just haven’t met Teacher Qin yet."

Her words amused Teacher Qin, who couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Unable to suppress his laughter, Teacher Qin coughed lightly and pointed to the next teacher, saying, "It’s your turn."

The next teacher stepped forward and continued the test.

Jiang Cheng responded fluently as always.

At this moment, although not all languages had been tested, the teachers had already been convinced.

They had seen geniuses before, some of them even were once geniuses.

They could only say that after them, here comes another extraordinary talent!

After all languages were tested, the teachers were filled with admiration for Jiang Cheng’s talent.

Yet they said different things from their mouths.

"Eleven languages are quite a lot, but you’re still young, it’s still not enough."

"That’s right, you can still make progress."

"Exactly, my PTY language hasn’t been learned; you should stay in the same room with me, and I’ll give you extra lessons."

"No way, Jiang Cheng is in my room, start with LD language first."

Teacher Qi stood out unwillingly to compete.

Eventually, Jiang Cheng was shuffled around the rooms, limited to female teachers, while male teachers could only take her morning time slots.

Jiang Cheng welcomed all, agreeing to everything.

She wanted to learn.

After Jiang Cheng’s spare time was filled, her courses were also arranged.

No foreign teachers, no problem, they had the versatile Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng transformed into various foreign teachers, some with authentic pronunciation, some with unique accents, some with unique personalities.

Overall, in an afternoon, Jiang Cheng left a deep impression on the students attending the classes.

Over the next few days, Jiang Cheng would wake up at 4:30 in the morning, learning ALB with Teacher Qin for an hour, then at 5:30, adding to the bus journey, she learned YD language.

When all teachers arrived at school, everyone automatically switched to foreign languages, not a single person spoke Hua Xia language.

This was also the requirement from the teachers to the students—no speaking Hua Xia language during school hours.

Since they were translators with a foundation, speaking a foreign language should become a natural instinct, which increases practice time to some extent.

Due to this rule, Director Leng didn’t want to go to the classroom.

Because he couldn’t understand a word!

Not understanding was one thing, but he would also be looked down upon by all the teachers.

It seemed to say, why don’t you learn a bit?

Director Leng even somewhat missed the previous ’lackluster’ teachers; now that they were full of energy, he couldn’t handle it!

Whenever Director Leng arrived, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, while Jiang Cheng was like a fish in water.

She gained the nickname given by classmates: "The one who’s not human."

The meaning behind "not human" was twofold: one, Jiang Cheng knew too much, she would switch languages with students from different classes;

Second was Jiang Cheng’s ability to incite rivalry.

She stirred things up in the classroom.

"Teacher, I know this stuff, I’ve only studied for half a year."

"Surely it’s not that I learn too fast, everyone, don’t let me off easy, exert yourselves."

"How could this be wrong... Tsk tsk tsk!"

Jiang Cheng would throw such challenges randomly.

The crucial thing was that teachers supported her, leaving students frazzled from Jiang Cheng’s competitive spirit.

In this environment, the students in translation boot camp improved at a sensational pace.

Halfway through the boot camp, Jiang Cheng’s side was as lively as ever.

Meanwhile, Foreign Trade Director Leng was occupied with another matter—the manufacturing seminar.

After last year’s trade fair, an insight was captured by the higher-ups: product exclusivity.

This time the purpose of the manufacturing seminar was to invite some people just returned from abroad to talk to domestic manufacturers about foreign trends, foreign lifestyles, and also distribute some foreign materials.

Upon receiving the notice, many manufacturers immediately thought of one person: Jiang Cheng.

That day, Director Leng received a call, the most asked question was: will Jiang Cheng be attending?

Director Leng gave an affirmative answer.

Many manufacturers, upon hearing Jiang Cheng would be present, expressed that they would send representatives or attend personally.

The meeting wouldn’t be long, three to five days depending on the situation.

S City naturally received an invitation too.

At the weekly review meeting, after official matters were discussed, the factory directors all looked at Shen Que.

"Director Shen, are you attending the manufacturing seminar in Beijing this time?"

Shen Que looked at Director Lu, who asked the question and said, "Yes."

Director Lu listened, exchanged looks with Factory Director Fang, and Factory Director Fang coughed and said, "Director Shen, we have developed a new material, and later we can go together; I’d like your feedback."

"That’s right, our shoe factory has launched a new shoe, we also need Director Shen to provide some valuable opinions."

The familiar tone made Shen Que feel somewhat nostalgic.

After all, what wasn’t he doing right, or was it his appearance?

Why were these factory directors so concerned about his attire?

Shen Que did catch onto something.

Shen Que’s looks didn’t align with the current aesthetic, which had the factory directors quite worried.

Condescending internally, Shen Que agreed faster than anyone else.

"Sure, we’ll go together."

Heading to Beijing, dressing properly couldn’t be wrong.

A group of factory directors escorted Shen Que out together.

Another week had passed.

A week remained until the boot camp ended, and the manufacturing seminar was about to start.

Starting today, all manufacturer representatives had gradually arrived, and the speakers had all arrived in Beijing.

At 8:30 PM, after the last class of the boot camp ended, students spoke fluent foreign languages, saying goodbye to teachers one by one.

Teachers also walked with the students, not letting go of a single moment to practice foreign languages.

Jiang Cheng mingled among the students, saying something to the left, something to the right.

"Jiang Cheng!"

One call of Jiang Cheng seemed to hit a pause button, capturing everyone’s attention.

Regardless of whether they were teachers or students, their mouths moved but their voices disappeared, turning their heads to focus on a tall man.

The man was dressed in a suit!

In the cold winter night, without a coat, suit with leather shoes, he was calling for Jiang Cheng.

The curious gazes couldn’t be concealed; Jiang Cheng was simply too popular.

The entire school knew her, and she knew the entire school as well.

"Shen Que!"

Jiang Cheng excitedly ran over, disregarding others’ gazes, hugged Shen Que, and looked up.

"Why did you come?"

"I don’t want to wait until tomorrow."

Shen Que stepped back, allowing Jiang Cheng to stand properly; too many people could harm her reputation.

Jiang Cheng cooperatively let go of Shen Que, simply holding his hand, facing all the teachers and students who were watching her.

"This is my lover, Shen Que."

"He’s here to pick me up!"

Jiang Cheng shouted boldly, shouted proudly; Shen Que’s heart grew warm, trying to maintain composure as he waved to the crowd.

"Hello everyone!"