Let Chinese People Learn Foreign Languages, Ying Zheng, You Are Confused!

When the last hair died on the German machine tool manual, Lin Tiezhu, an eighth-level fitter, parachuted into Xianyang Palace with the "Foreign Language PTSD Revenge System". With the ancestral file in his left hand and the Chinese Pinyin in his right hand, he wants to weld the territory of Da Qin into an earth broadcasting station—— "Everything the sun and moon shine upon is the sound of Qin! Don't you understand? Can you understand the flintlock and the "Analects of Confucius" package?" The Xiongnu recited poems in exchange for blast furnace drawings, the Western Regions took the Chinese Level 6 exam and assigned work, and the Roman envoys cried and silently wrote the "Book of Shang Jun"... Ying Zheng patted him on the shoulder: "Welding Qin Qing, this is the language of the world, I want to hear you welding!"