THEO TÌNH HÌNH HIỆN TẠI, NHÓM DỊCH CHÍNH THỨC MỚI CÓ MÌNH SS SUMMERWIND
CÒN 1 BẠN CHƯA CHÍNH THỨC ĐẶT SLOT TỪ NĂM NGOÁI
QUAN TRỌNG NHẤT LÀ LẦN NÀY HoH GẦN 80 CHƯƠNG
NẾU MUỐN HOÀN THÀNH SỚM QUẢ LÀ KHÔNG DỄ
VÌ VẬY, MÌNH MONG MUỐN NHỮNG BẠN NÀO QUAN TÂM, CÓ KHẢ NĂNG,
CÓ THỜI GIAN VÀ TRÁCH NHIỆM CHUNG TAY GÓP SỨC CÙNG TỤI MÌNH
1 SỐ YÊU CẦU CHO TRANSLATOR
1. Đảm bảo đủ thời gian rảnh trong tầm 1 năm tới tính từ giờ mới lịch làm việc là 1 tuần 1 chương. thời gian dịch 1 chương trung bình lớn nhất là tầm 3 tiếng
(ai có thể làm nhiều hơn thì tùy nhưng đây là con số cố định,và 1 chương cũng không quá dài như mình đã kiểm tra)
2. Khả năng dịch tốt, hiểu ngữ pháp cặn kẽ và biết cách tự tra các idiom, cấu trúc mới, đánh máy thành thạo, khả năng văn chương khá…
3. Có trách nhiệm: 1 khi các bạn đã nhận việc thì nên có trách nhiệm với việc mình nhận, nộp bài đúng hạn, không trễ nải, không bỏ giữa chừng khiến lịch làm việc bị rối loạn, muốn biết vì sao đọc lại điều 1
4. Yêu bộ truyện với bác Troll vô hạn (chắc ai cũng thế 😀
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Bản dịch đoạn sau đây (chương 2 HoH đếy)
HAZEL HAD NEVER FELT SO HAPPY. Well, except for maybe on the night of the victory feast at Camp Jupiter, when she’d kissed Frank for the first time … but this was a close second.
As soon as she reached the ground, she ran to Arion and threw her arms around his neck. ‘I missed you!’ She pressed her face into the horse’s warm flank, which smelled of sea salt and apples. ‘Where have you been?’
Arion nickered. Hazel wished she could speak Horse like Percy could, but she got the general idea. Arion sounded impatient, as if saying, No time for sentiment, girl! Come on!
‘You want me to go with you?’ she guessed.
Arion bobbed his head, trotting on the spot. His dark brown eyes gleamed with urgency.
Hazel still couldn’t believe he was actually here. He could run across any surface, even the sea, but she’d been afraid he wouldn’t follow them into the ancient lands. The Mediterranean was too dangerous for demigods and their allies.
He wouldn’t have come unless Hazel was in dire need. And he seemed so agitated … Anything that could make a fearless horse skittish should have terrified Hazel.
Instead, she felt elated. She was so tired of being seasick and airsick. Aboard the Argo II, she felt about as useful as a box of ballast. She was glad to be back on solid ground, even if it was Gaia’s territory. She was ready to ride.
‘Hazel!’ Nico called down from the ship. ‘What’s going on?’
‘It’s fine!’ She crouched down and summoned a gold nugget from the earth. She was getting better at controlling her power. Precious stones hardly ever popped up around her by accident any more, and pulling gold from the ground was easy.
She fed Arion the nugget … his favourite snack. Then she smiled up at Leo and Nico, who were watching her from the top of the ladder a hundred feet above. ‘Arion wants to take me somewhere.’
The boys exchanged nervous looks.
‘Uh …’ Leo pointed north. ‘Please tell me he’s not taking you into that?’
Hazel had been so focused on Arion she hadn’t noticed the disturbance. A mile away, on the crest of the next hill, a storm had gathered over some old stone ruins – maybe the remains of a Roman temple or a fortress. A funnel cloud snaked its way down towards the hill like an inky black finger.
Hazel’s mouth tasted like blood. She looked at Arion. ‘You want to go there?’
Arion whinnied, as if to say, Uh, duh!
Well … Hazel had asked for help. Was this her dad’s answer?
She hoped so, but she sensed something besides Pluto at work in that storm … something dark, powerful and not necessarily friendly.
Still, this was her chance to help her friends – to lead instead of follow.
She tightened the straps of her Imperial gold cavalry sword and climbed onto Arion’s back.
‘I’ll be okay!’ she called up to Nico and Leo. ‘Stay put and wait for me.’
‘Wait for how long?’ Nico asked. ‘What if you don’t come back?’
‘Don’t worry, I will,’ she promised, hoping it was true.
She spurred Arion, and they shot across the countryside, heading straight for the growing tornado.
Lần này là ss summerwind làm leader nhóm dịch, tớ chỉ là loa phát thanh thôi
hạn nạp bài đến cuối tuần sau nhé, chương này quá ngắn