After Studying in France for Eight Years, I Became a College Student Who Couldn't Even Understand French
by Dolly
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After studying in France for eight years, I returned home with three doctoral certificates and was invited to a job search program. The female boss in the audience looked at my resume and raised a confident smile. "I also came back from studying in France. If you are so destined, why don't I come and test you." As she said that, she changed into fluent French and asked me questions. The question was short, but I was stunned. During the few seconds I was silent, the whole place was whispering. The female boss smiled first, turned to the camera, and sighed. "It seems that some international students are quite arrogant." "But it is understandable. It is now popular to go abroad to buy a gold-plated diploma. There is still a gap between them and top students like me who studied under Professor Olivier." The host immediately answered, with a mocking tone. "Miss Yan, can't you even understand the questions raised by Mr. Wen? Then we need to put a question mark on your true level." Amid the mocking laughter of the audience, I looked at the smug female boss in shock. No, her French is full of grammatical errors. And the professor she mentioned was my mentor for eight years. But I have never heard of a senior sister like her!
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