Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"The ten-minute broadcast is over, now it will be played twice in the cycle, and enter the fast interpreting session, timing for twenty minutes, start!"

Presided over at the right time in autumn, the staff cooperated tacitly, and the process went very smoothly!

Then, I heard all kinds of chirping, screaming, and frying beans!

"She's not going to be foolish, right? She didn't sing so fast! How long has it been since I changed my breath? Why do I feel so unreliable?"

Audience A lowered his voice and asked his companions worriedly.

"I can't hear clearly. Seeing the princess of the Kingdom of Japan smirking like that, she seems pretty sure."

Audience B also expressed not optimism, rubbing his sweaty hands nervously.

"Don't raise the enemy's ambition and destroy your own prestige! If we don't support our own people, who are we waiting for?"

Audience C said that the enemy is currently, no matter what the final result is, build up the momentum first!

"Our buddies who should support must be unambiguous. Isn't that unsure. Hey, who knows who is this Su Haitang? The song just now is very good. She really wrote it? Very talented."

Audience Ding’s views are more pertinent, which is also the common aspiration of most audiences.

Where did this Su Haitang come from? Why does it represent Huaxia to play?

Don't look at the few people on the stage sitting still as steady as the mountain, but they are all whispering secretly in their hearts.

If it hadn't been for the superiors to give orders directly, they wouldn't necessarily be involved in this matter.

They have patriotic enthusiasm, but they support an unknown player and are not sure of winning. Who wants to take this risk?

If you lose, you will be scolded by the people of the whole country!

Su Haitang is not affected by the outside world at all, and his mouth is winding, and he keeps emitting a variety of fluent foreign languages.

She stared straight at the big screen, but she was already absorbed in her mind.

The previous spectacle arrived as expected, and an illusory plane appeared in the air in her mind, covered with large pieces of foreign characters like ghost symbols.

The Sanskrit-like sound waves were conveyed into her brain, retelled through her mouth without any difference, and were faithfully recorded by the dedicated recording equipment.

How much can you say in twenty minutes? Not many people seem to think about this issue seriously.

It was not until the end of the autumn that the timing was announced and the staff were asked to play the audio sources recorded by the players on both sides, that everyone was surprised!

Full of confidence, Ling Yuan Keiko actively asked to play her own recording first.

The dry female voice with a little stammering on the hollow flat board rang all over the audience. Zhu Keyi, who is proficient in foreign languages, listened carefully and recorded the mistakes and omissions.

The Neon Embassy also sent several translators to supervise the statistics on the spot.

However, what embarrass them is that they are not good at some languages ​​and cannot understand them, but at least they can distinguish different languages, even if they are based on the length of time, they can roughly count them.

Worthy of being their princess! Learn both internally and externally, erudite!

It's a win!

After listening to the 30-minute recording, Zhu Keyi handed it over.

Su Junyue and Qiu Qiu both smiled, and asked him to announce the results directly.

"Ling Yuan Keiko has completely translated eight foreign language versions, with 13 errors in total, and the results are valid."

Neon's translation expressed no objection.

There was an uproar, and then there was warm applause.

Eight languages!

No wonder this princess is more confident than a foreign language! People have this ability!

Those who are capable should be respected enough.

While the eye-opening audiences were kind and encouraging, they couldn't help but put a cold sweat on their own players!

Su Haitang, can you do it?