事实上自高中以来的每一次竞赛她的思路都顺畅无比。 她捏着激光笔点着PPT上的内容,在讲台之上,迎着几位评委的目光,微笑着,唇瓣张合间吐出流利的英文:“…I read it from the Little Prince.If someone loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars,it is enough to make him happy just to look at the stars…”
此前,她已经把稿子背得很熟了,几乎倒背如流。结束讲解完PPT后,评委翻着评分表,提了几句问,都是可以被预见的问题,季烟汀回答得很顺,直至最后。 坐在最左侧的中年女教授微笑着开了口:“In your opinion,what does the rose means to herself?”
“OK.”女教授微笑了下,笑意中品不出好坏,“What do you think of the description of the rose, like…eh…” 教授仔细从脑海中回想了一下原文:“She is choosing the color that she will come to meticulously,ground adorn wears slow at a leisurely pace,ground are tie-in her leaf,she ndoes not wish to be born in that way like corn poppy all over the face furrow.She should let herself taking Guang Yan's dazzing Li Zi to come wordly.” (她精心选择着她将来的颜色,慢慢腾腾地妆饰着,一片片地搭配着她的花瓣,她不愿像虞美人那样一出世就满脸皱纹。她要让自己带着光艳夺目的丽姿来到世间。)
季烟汀没读过原文全文,只看了中文版,又为了比赛阅读了一些英文原版的段落。她右手手掌握住左手,交叠在一起,屏住呼吸努力辨认着字句,开始后悔自己当时准备为什么不再充分一点。 “Eh…I think that she want to…”她努力组织着语言,再次平生出一丝躁意。 玫瑰?玫瑰想要博得小王子的关注与喜欢,她想要让自己喜欢的人见到自己最好的一面……