My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 934: Five flavors of Chinese translation

At the sign of a staff member, Yang Guo walked onto the stage from the side aisle, but instead of entering people’s sight, he quietly stood on the left side of the stage, where there was an inconspicuous Small podium, Yang Guo will be there to complete the simultaneous interpretation of a series of speeches by Mr. Mo later.

Although Yang Guo is already very low-key, he is tall and mammoth after all, and still attracts the attention of some viewers. One of them may be a young woman who came with her father and covered her mouth. After getting out of Yang Guo, she quietly raised her phone, pointed it at Yang Guo and started video recording.

Yang Guo stood there, and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and asked the live director of the organizing committee in a low voice: "Sir, in a moment, when Mr. Parvastberg introduced Mr. Mo Yan, I Is it possible to translate at the same time? You know, Mr. Mo Yan, he can only understand Chinese."

The on-site director was shocked by Yang Guo’s pure and fluent Swedish. However, he did not immediately agree to Yang Guo. After thinking for a long time, he said: “This is not compliant, you know, you have not made preparations, it will lead to Bad influence beyond our control."

Yang Guo smiled slightly and said: "You shouldn't question my Swedish level? Since my country is confident to send me to translate for Mr. Mo Yan, then I have the strength not to mess up your arrangements! I just translated into Chinese synchronously. If my translation is not ideal, I believe you will not hear it, so what are you worried about?"

The live director pondered for a while, looked into the eyes of Yang Guo, and said, "If you insist, I can give you a chance. However, young man, please remember, you have something wrong, and it is not just me. , And Mo Yan, and the country you represent!"

The warnings made in his words did not make Yang Guo flinch. Although the responsibility seems to be great, Yang Guo believes that in his professional field, he has the information to do everything himself!

Unconsciously, the previous performance was over, and Pavastberg, the chairman of the Nobel Committee on Literature and also a writer, came out with a manuscript at the invitation of the host.

Although there is no suspense, the people present still held their breath and listened to his introduction to Mo Yan, because the next winner is from a great eastern country they are curious about.

Pavastberg looked under the stands and began to read the manuscript in his hand. At the same time, a translation with a strange but charming pronunciation sounded almost at the same time, and people turned around involuntarily. After a while, I found Yang Guo which was doing simultaneous interpretation.

Of course, under the mediation of the equipment, the voice of Yang Guo is weaker than that of Chairman Pavastberg, so the speaker’s voice was not affected. The only ones present were shocked, only Mo Yan and the audience. His wife, daughter, and several scholars who understand Chinese, including Ma Yueran.

"Mo Yan is a poet," Yang Guo paused during the translation. This is the grammatical format required for simultaneous interpretation. "He tore off the traditional big-character posters, so that the chaotic individual can be sublimated..."

Mo Yan listened carefully. Naturally, what he listened was not the speech of Chairman Pavastberg, which he did not understand, but the translation of Yang Guo as if chanting poetry. He originally thought that he had to pretend to smile and pretend to be able to understand it, but he did not expect that the unexpected appearance of Yang Guo would allow him to really understand the award speech given to him by the organizer.

"Mo Yan draws a big pen, depicting a forgotten peasant world, everything in it is vividly written, even if its atmosphere is smoky, it is also permeated with breath, although it is full of amazing cruelty, it is still infiltrated He is cheerful and selfless; it never makes people feel boring to read. All kinds of handicrafts, blacksmithing, building houses, digging canals, breeding, bandit tricks-all of this he knows everything, writes everything, the world’s Almost everything is listed in his pen."

Professor Ma Yueran in the audience opened his mouth in surprise. He was able to understand Chairman Pawsterberg’s speech, but he believed that even he could not blurt out such a concise translation like Yang Guo!

This is simultaneous interpretation! How does Yang Guo do it? He didn’t get the text of the speech beforehand—because Yang Guo suddenly wanted to do this translation, but he was able to translate every sentence as if it had been carefully crafted for a long time, so beautiful that people couldn’t help but carefully aftertaste. .

However, the translation of Yang Guo was not so refreshing. From Chairman Parvastberg’s remarks, he discovered that he had misunderstood China in many ways, such as: "Despite repeated changes in ideology and reforms, people His solipsism and inner greed are always incapable of getting rid of. Therefore, Mo Yan must resist all injustices in order to protect scornful individuals—from the mud bombing of China to the tyranny of the Mao era and the fanaticism of today’s production.

As a translator, Yang Guo couldn't interrupt the opponent on the spot and then jumped out to point out the error. He could only abide by his professional ethics and read out the sentences that he felt must be awkward.

"Misunderstanding? Perhaps our country’s cultural dissemination is still not in place! If they can get in touch with more and more Chinese thoughts and writings, they will understand that China is not as dark as they thought. Understand that the Chinese are not as ignorant as they thought!" Yang Guo thought with a heavy heart while doing translation and dual-tasking.

"Although I cannot afford the important task of cultural dissemination alone, I can do my best to lead more people into our industry!" Yang Guo meditated.

"Swedish Academy congratulates you. I implore you to take over the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature from the King." Yang Guo stopped after translating this sentence.

Because Chairman Parvastberg suddenly changed into a bit awkward Chinese, he jokingly said to Mr. Mo: "Mo Yan, please!"

There was thunderous applause~IndoMTL.com~ and Yang Guo also clapped vigorously.

In the applause, Mr. Mo smiled slightly and got up from the chair. He walked towards the Swedish King Carl XVI Gustaf who had just walked to the center of the stage with a wooden square tray.

Even though he was facing a king, Mr. Mo still maintained his humble attitude. He smiled and accepted the tray containing the 2012 Nobel Prize for Literature Award certificate and gold medal, and held the king's right hand.

Next, he stood alone in the middle of the stage, smiling slightly, and bowing deeply to the stage.

Yang Guo, who has read the old man’s speech, knows that he bowed to thank his relatives and friends who helped him since writing!

At this moment, countless viewers in China are watching his award-winning scene in front of the TV. Yang Guo said silently in his heart: "They will see it!"

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