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Chapter 682
In Chanaea, people did not know much about mental health, and often had a misconception that those who
consulted a psychologist must be crazy.
When Trisha was brought by her parents to see one, she dared not tell anyone about it, fearing that people would
view her differently.
Perhaps, that’s what Arielle feels like right now.
At that thought, Trisha decided not to pursue the matter further. When they got off the cab, she pretended like
nothing had happened, and she continued discussing academics with Arielle.
The latter was not paying much attention to her. Trisha acted casually, and they strode toward the lecture hall.
At the lecturers’ block, Wendy was sweating profusely as she stared at the pile of lesson plans before her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtInitially, she thought that it was a piece of cake to translate the lesson plans. Therefore, she volunteered to do it on
behalf of the advanced mathematics lecturers.
Who would have known that it took her more than an hour just to complete translating one lesson. She could barely
do it, and the translation was amateurish.
While Professor Harlem was engaged in heated discussions with the advanced mathematics lecturers, Wendy’s
body became stiff, as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.
This was because she realized that she could not translate the second lecture.
If only there are internationally used punctuations on the pages to act as guidelines while translating the contents…
There’s none on this one! It’s filled with broken Chanaean. How am I going to even translate them all?
Sweat rolled down her cheekbone and onto the keyboard.
For a moment, she was unsure if it was her lack of ability in doing this or the lesson plan was too challenging for
her.
It was undoubtedly a mission impossible for her to doubt herself. Hence, the lesson plan was the main problem.
Between Arielle and I, neither of us could perfectly translate the documents. After all, it’s not a translation for
casual daily conversations. It’s advanced mathematics lesson plans we’re talking about! Professor Sleight and Mr.
Baxter have overestimated us.
Suddenly, a lecturer with a cup in her hand came over to check on Wendy’s progress. “How’s the translation work
coming along?”
Subconsciously, Wendy turned while blocking her laptop screen with her body. She plastered a smile on her face
and replied, “I’m still doing it albeit a bit slow.”
“That’s fine.” The lecturer added, “Accuracy is more important than speed. Prof. Harlem is going to be here for two
days. So, you have two days to finish the task. You can make an appointed with the respective lecturers to revisit
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe lessons missed over the weekend. No worries, I’ve informed Mr. Baxter and the rest of them.”
Upon hearing that, an idea dawned on Wendy. She stood up instantly. “May I continue my work at the library? I can
concentrate more over there.”
“Of course. It’s not a classified one, anyway. Come with me and let Prof. Harlem know.”
“All right, thank you so much.” Wendy followed the lecturer obediently.
Professor Harlem did not have an opinion about Wendy’s request. “Just do your best. If you’re stuck, do consult the
Ustranasion lecturers on campus. Their language skills are above average.”
Wendy shook her head. “I can do it, Professor Harlem. This is a great opportunity for upskilling. I want to
accomplish it on my own. When I’m done, I’ll let the lecturers proofread my work.”
Professor Harlem was impressed by Wendy’s learning attitude. “Go ahead then. I plan to do some sightseeing. I
heard that there are countless of delicious delicacies in Chanaea. I wish to try them all.”
“Oh, I know all the good places for food. Once I’m done translating, I can be your tour guide,” Wendy offered.
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