"We could try that." Xu Nianhua pulled a stool over by herself, carefully looked at the manual, picked up a pen from next to her, and took a blank piece of paper to write down the Chinese translation.
Teacher Fang praised upon seeing Xu Nianhua’s handwriting, delicate yet bold, graceful and unrestrained.
As Xu Nianhua wrote more, Teacher Fang started to pay attention to the content.
Xu Nianhua wrote quickly, and even the speed at which she occasionally flipped through the dictionary was impressive.
"This, this is the translated manual?" Teacher Fang stared at the content written by Xu Nianhua, shocked. He had not expected the instructions that had troubled him for two days would be solved by a young girl.
"That’s right." Xu Nianhua’s hand was sore from writing, she finished one piece of paper and then took out another.
Teacher Fang carefully examined the paper; it detailed how to operate the equipment. After checking it against the device, he was ready to start using it. A student whispered a cautious reminder, "Teacher Fang, should we wait for Professor Jenniel to come before proceeding?"
He was concerned—what if the translation was wrong? The equipment was very expensive.
"No need." Teacher Fang trusted the young girl. Despite her young age, she gave off an extraordinarily trustworthy impression.
"Nian’an, I’m just worried about accidents," that student explained to Xu Nian’an.
Xu Nian’an pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth twitching as he said, "I trust my little sister."
If his little sister wasn’t sure, she definitely wouldn’t have acted recklessly.
Soon, Teacher Fang started operating the instrument, lavishing it with praise, saying it was better than their old ones.
Xu Nianhua’s hand was numb from writing, but she finally finished translating the entire manual while Teacher Fang fiddled with the new instrument.
Xu Nian’an said, "Little sis, you must be tired?"
Xu Nian’an’s gaze fell on Xu Nianhua’s rotating wrists. After writing two full pages, her hands must be sore.
"It’s nothing." Xu Nianhua shook her head, then looking towards the busy Teacher Fang, she said, "Second brother, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first."
Xu Nian’an nodded, quietly greeted the students nearby, and left.
"Second brother," Xu Nianhua suddenly had a thought on the way back. "I think I should start a translation company."
"A company?" Xu Nian’an didn’t quite grasp her meaning.
"I mean, specialize in doing translations for others..." Xu Nianhua paused, then rephrased it, "A studio, time with Teacher Fang, who needs translators, could come to my studio, and I would charge an appropriate fee."
"Of course, second brother, I’m just using an example. Teacher Fang is your teacher, so I wouldn’t charge him." Xu Nianhua quickly clarified, fearing her brother might think she was money-grubbing.
"Aren’t you doing quite well at Lou Fan’s?" Xu Nian’an thought his little sister should be content with attending school peacefully, there was no need for her to struggle so much.
With a father at home and him earning money, he could certainly ensure that his little sister lived comfortably.
"That is true, but the money I get each month is fixed. Even if I earn a little pocket money now and then from tour groups coming in, it’s not much," Xu Nianhua explained.
Xu Nian’an said, "If you don’t have enough pocket money, I will give you some."
"But you can’t support me forever," Xu Nianhua said offhandedly.
"Why can’t I?" Xu Nian’an didn’t understand and said, "Little sis, don’t worry, your second brother will take care of you for life."
Why couldn’t her second brother grasp the main point in her words?