The program ended abruptly at this point, leaving endless reveries.
[I just found the feeling, why did it end like this? 】
[Progress bar, you and I are at odds with each other! 】
[Who is so good at cutting and cutting so well - I want to send him a razor blade! 】
[I can’t watch it again until this time next week. How can I survive so many days? 】
[Just the smile of my god at the end, I have to rewatch it ten times, no, a hundred times!]
Sure enough, when I look back at the edited program, I feel happier than when I was filming.
Not to mention others, even Tao Le himself felt a little unfinished.
Each issue of Crossover Players will be divided into four episodes, one episode will be broadcast a week, and it will be released in exactly one month.
So no matter how anxious everyone is, they can only wait. There is no other way.
It was getting late, so Tao Le turned off the projection and turned to look at Ximu, who was still sitting leisurely and without any consciousness at all.
"It's half past nine." She looked at the clock on the wall and emphasized it.
"Yeah." Simu nodded, but refused to let go of the hands he held. He just said lazily, "Should I put the bath water in for you?"
Tao Le really didn't expect that Ximu would say such words, and his cheeks suddenly turned bright pink.
"No, no need." Her tongue was knotted inexplicably: "I, I want to go back to my room."
"What's the rush?" Ximu gently pulled her and brought her into his arms.
"It's still early." He put his arms around her, rested his head on her shoulder, and whispered, "Lele, stay with me for a while, I miss you very much."
Tao Le's slightly stiff body slowly softened.
She actually missed him a little. They say they are together, but they don't spend much time together.
Like today, holding hands and leaning against each other to watch the projection together made the dreamy feeling in her heart become real.
Then, she heard his words: "Please stay tonight, okay?"
This voice is full of magnetism, with a hint of hoarseness, but it is still as low and sweet as ever.
Just a few words, but they seem to be full of a kind of captivating power that makes people's hearts tremble and they subconsciously want to agree.
But fortunately, she swallowed it back before she could say it.
"Ximu, I have to go to work tomorrow." Tao Le hesitated, struggled to break free from Ximu's arms, and stood up. "
Simu didn't stop her, he just sat there and looked at her silently.
His expression was something Tao Le had never seen before. Wenwen, soft and pitiful, like a little beast about to be abandoned.
This appearance not only did not make Tao Le soften, but made her more sober.
No one knows better than her how powerful the person in front of her actually is.
Even if you pretend to be pitiful, it's definitely not true.
But she couldn't be so careless and disturb the boss's elegant performance.
Tao Le suddenly felt something in his heart and remembered another important thing.
"Simu, I have something to ask you." She said and sat back down.
"Say." A smile appeared on Simu's lips.
"About the game developed by your company." Tao Le said: "In simulated learning, you can ignore the external time."
"Well, this is based on the realization of multi-dimensional parallel existence in time and space, to put it simply"
"You misunderstood. I didn't want to understand the technical principles." Tao Le shook his head and said, "I just wanted to ask, can the interpretation technique be opened to other doctors in the hospital?"
"No." Simu denied without hesitation.
This was the only time he rejected her since they got together.
Tao Le didn't expect him to be so direct.
"Actually, I have also seen that doctors who assist Tibet spend a lot of time and energy communicating with patients every day because of the language barrier. With the help of translation technology, this problem can be solved once and for all."
"And I don't quite understand. Many other skills can be learned through source energy, but why do we need to attach other conditions to the translation skill?"
Simu held her hand and explained seriously:
"If possible, I will not refuse any of your wishes. It's just that the translation technique itself has requirements on the human body."
"You can understand that only people with talent in this area can learn this skill - while others can only forget it and sigh."
"I understand. This is a skill with a threshold. So, can everyone try it and let those who meet the standards learn?"
Simu laughed, with stars twinkling in his eyes: "Actually, the talent I mentioned is just a metaphor. Even if you have talent, you still need to practice hard day after day to improve it to a higher level. level to meet the requirements.”
"None of the doctors in your hospital are qualified - except you."
It turned out to be so. Tao Le was not happy because she was different. On the contrary, she felt a little depressed.
Simu just couldn't bear to see her disappointed and frustrated, not even a little bit.
“But not being able to learn translation skills doesn’t mean that you can’t solve the problem of language barriers,” he said.
"Really?" Tao Le immediately raised his head and looked at the other party with bright eyes.
"Two ways." Ximu did not show off, but explained directly:
"First, you can learn Tibetan in the Vocational Skills Improvement Center. This kind of learning is different from interpreting, but learning and applying it from scratch in a simulation space."
"If you choose this method, then I will grant them the opportunity to study for free."
This is also a way. Tao Le nodded and asked, "What about the second one?"
A smile appeared on Ximu's face: "The second one is much simpler. Have you forgotten the Bluetooth headsets produced by Huatai Technology?"
"Bluetooth headphones?" Tao Le was stunned for a moment, recalling the promotional information about it in his mind: "You mean"
At the hospital committee meeting held in the morning, the issue of language was brought to the table again.
"We have also held night schools before and invited teachers to teach some simple Tibetan. But after a year and a half, the results are still minimal." Dean Han sighed:
"Speaking of which, as the leader, I also have a responsibility. If nothing else, I don't learn Tibetan well and I don't set an example."
"You can't put all the blame on yourself." Vice Dean Wu Lian said, "You are too busy. In the past year or so, when have you slept before eleven o'clock?"
"Everyone is busy, but no matter how busy they are, they still need to learn the language." Dean Han said, then looked at Gan Yi:
"Now that the new force has arrived, it has greatly relieved the pressure in the hospital, and we have more time and energy to devote to language."
Gan Yi spoke at this moment: "I have a suggestion regarding this matter."
(End of chapter)
