Mucha continued to translate calmly while everyone was shocked.
Not long after, Mucha finished translating the first and second lessons, and quickly turned to the third lesson.
Gu Wanwan clenched her phone tightly, feeling secretly happy.
Here we are, finally going to translate the third lesson.
I just listened to Mucha take a sip of water and continue to translate.
The third lesson is about the basic concepts of calculus.
Mucha first finished scanning the content of this lesson before starting to translate.
Just when she stopped reading the lesson, Gu Wanwan thought that Mucha couldn't translate, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise crazily!
However, in the next moment, Mucha opened her lips again¡ª¡ª
There was another burst of smooth English with a Los Angeles accent.
Gu Wanwan's mind went blank.
Mucha
real¡¡
Translated! !
Why? !
Why did she really do it?
In the third lesson, even the translator found a lot of relevant information when translating for her.
But Mucha only paused for a few seconds before finishing the translation smoothly and accurately, and started the fourth lesson.
Gu Wanwan¡¯s nails dug into the tabletop hard, leaving a few scratches on the tabletop.
It wasn't until there was a "click" and her fingernail suddenly broke that Gu Wanwan came to her senses as if she had just woken up from a dream, and reached out to turn off the live broadcast.
However, at this time, the live broadcast was no longer available, and everyone had seen Mucha successfully translate the calculus lesson.
Gu Wanwan saw a barrage one second before turning off the live broadcast.
"The goddess is so awesome! But am I the only one who noticed? What the woman who started the live broadcast said at the beginning was so misleading. She seemed to want to see Mucha's failure in translation. If she wants to throw acid, I think She should be poured with acid!"
Gu Wanwan¡¯s fingers froze.
But she quickly thought that she didn¡¯t show her face at all, and the audience in the live broadcast room didn¡¯t even know that she was the one conducting the live broadcast.
Gu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, another barrage was displayed.
"Isn't this woman's voice Gu Wanwan's? She is my deskmate, I can't hear it wrong. Wuyu, she usually doesn't care about the goddess Mucha, but she also hopes that Mucha will fail in such an important translation. It's really So bad!"
"Gu Wanwan? The one who plays the piano in the preparatory class? I thought she was pretty, but it seems like she has a rotten black heart under her beautiful skin."
"I'm going to throw sulfuric acid at Gu Wanwan, don't stop me."
Gu Wanwan¡¯s face turned pale and she hurriedly turned off the live broadcast.
She was actually recognized!
For a moment, Gu Wanwan felt as if all her clothes, including the fig leaf, had been stripped off. She was so humiliated that she was trembling all over and her blood was rising.
She shouldn¡¯t have started this live broadcast!
Even if the live broadcast started, when Mucha spoke with such an authentic Los Angeles accent, she should have decisively turned off the live broadcast.
¡°It¡¯s a pity that she took chances at that time.
Now everyone not only believes that Mucha is handsome and talented, but also knows that she hopes that Mucha¡¯s translation will fail.
She will definitely be drowned in the spit of those keyboard warriors on the forum.
Damn, damn, damn!
Regret, shame, hatred, all kinds of emotions seemed to take root in Gu Wanwan's heart.
But all of this was caused by her own live broadcast.
Gu Wanwan was pale and trembling, but no one paid attention to her. Everyone was listening to Mucha's translation attentively, as if they were listening to a grand concert.
Just as Gu Wanwan was in agony, half an hour was up. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com