You were asked to be cannon fodder, and you managed to catch up with the heroine?

Chapter 11



Jiang Feng browsed the Internet, found a website that accepted translation tasks, and registered an account.

In his previous Infinite Flow mission, he had been a blond native.

English is as proficient as a second language for him.

Translating documents is just one of the small skills.

The account you just registered is only level 1, so you won’t be able to get any money-making work from me.

After rummaging around for a long time, all I could pick up at level 1 were small articles worth one or two hundred yuan.

Thinking that his family was short of money now, he accepted fifty articles at once.

Backstage

Xiao Wang is the administrator of the translation website.

On weekdays, I just keep an eye on some tasks related to new accounts.

But today, he focused on one of the very strange accounts.

This account is a newly registered account, but it has received the translation of fifty articles at one time.

He couldn't help shaking his head and wanting to laugh.

Newcomers are naive.

Do you really think that translation work is so easy?

Even after it is translated, it still needs to be reviewed by Party A.

Anyone who accepts so many articles at once must have never been exposed to this industry.

���Each task has a time limit.

If it is not completed within the time limit, the deposit will be deducted.

He would like to take a look……

"Damn it!!"

The tea in Xiao Wang's mouth was so frightened that he spewed out.

I saw that the tasks on the account began to be completed one by one.

The first one.

The second one.

The fiftieth one.

This speed was as fast as if it were directly used by Baidu translator..

Within a few cups of tea, this new account completed the collection task very quickly, and even started to receive the second batch very quickly. Is this the speed of translation that only humans can achieve?

God can do it.

Xiao Wang couldn't suppress his curiosity, and he clicked on the manuscript submitted by the other party's account.

When he saw the account name, he twitched at the corner of his mouth. It was user 3452344.

He had never changed his username.

Suddenly, most of his enthusiasm was extinguished. He was probably a newbie. How could he think he was a great expert?

He shook his head and said casually. I opened an article.

This is a very simple translation of the novel.

The number of words is not many. It is about one chapter from Chinese.

The money given is not much, only fifty.

Because it is a novel and does not involve obscure scientific literature, the translation fee is small as long as it can roughly express the meaning of the novel.

But... Xiao

Wang became more and more frightened.

It was so accurate!

The grammar, sentence formation, and translation of every word were so exquisite!

He couldn't believe that someone could translate so quickly in such a short period of time, as if... it was as if he had become a native speaker of English. It's so powerful. The more Xiao Wang read

, the more he admired him. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him.

Master!

Bite your teeth!

Xiao Wang submitted the privilege approval and quickly raised the account level to the top.

Every quarter, he has a quota for the truly powerful people. They quickly translated the difficult tasks on the website.

Obviously, this account 3452344 was given the privilege this time! He translated a total of

100 articles. seven thousand yuan

……

Morning.

When the balance in the backend was credited to the bank card, he transferred 5,000 to Song Lin.

The phone buzzed.

Song Lin saw the transfer information and rubbed her eyes.

"Son, what is this?

Song Lin was shocked,"Where did you get the money?""

"I earn money by translating articles. Jiang Feng smiled gently,"Recently, I found a website to take on some translation work and earned several thousand yuan. You can spend it first.""

How much money did you make from translating articles?

Song Lin's ears were buzzing, and she felt that it was a bit of a fantasy.

"Son, you...your English……"

"Mom, your son’s grades are not bad, don’t worry."

Jiang Feng took a sip of the soy milk gracefully, his eyes filled with coldness. This time, he wanted to see how Jiang Jiandang, a good person, would act without the original owner and Song Lin dragging him down!


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