Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

Su Haitang gently clapped her hands politely and congratulated her with grace.

"Next, please play the recording of our Chinese player Su Haitang."

In the autumn, he dutifully hosted the venue and cast Su Haitang's comforting and encouraging eyes.

Su Haitang smiled and waited quietly for the results.

The first ten minutes of English interpreting was like a gurgling spring in the forest, unknowingly relaxing the nerves of everyone on the scene.

"Sister speaks English well!" Jian Ruyi squeezed her small fist, eyes obsessed, and whispered to her aunt next to her in excitement.

Yan Fangqiong patted his niece's hand, and Jian Ruyi regained his senses with the wet touch.

The front row was a seat for relatives and friends. All the okay relatives and friends of He Jia Yan's Jian's family came over to support Su Haitang.

Sudran was standing there, with her silver-haired mother-in-law Xia Lingzhi, the two juniors of the Cheng family, Cheng Yuanzheng's younger brother Cheng Yuanhang, and cousin Cheng Qianbi.

"Sister-in-law, come on, we must win!"

Cheng Qianbi clenched his hands and prayed in a low voice.

Cheng Yuanhang's eyes were black and blue, and it was obvious that he was seriously lacking in sleep. He glanced at his cousin, pursed his chapped lips, and said nothing.

There was not much movement in the audience, and did not disturb the process on the stage. Soon, the quick translation of Su Haitang's twenty minutes later began to be played.

"Fuck! The speed of speaking is against the sky! Hey! French, right? I heard it!"

"This is Italian!"

"Bangzi talk about Smecta!"

"Arab!"

"Spanish!"

"What's this? It's a bit like Russian?"

"Yes, it's Russian!"

"Here comes, Sawaddikar! Thai!"

"Germany!"

"Saharan, a smell of sand!"

"Malay, Malay!"

"gross profit!"

"Mongolia!"

"Persian!"

"Where do you guys mix? You know everything!"

"Don't make trouble, this Bengal tiger! No, Bengali!"

"Swedish!"

"Czech welcomes you!"

"Oh my lovely hometown Norway!"

"Greek! How are you mom and dad?"

"Myanmar! Please contact me if you need rubies!"

"Hebrew, too?! Sister, you're male!"

"Estonian student appraisal: very standard and authentic!"

"Finally it's my turn to Finland! Miss sister, come on!"

"Hire a Hungarian tour guide! Good treatment! Good!"

...

The audience was an unprecedented grand occasion, and it almost became a happily gathering of the World Exposition.

Su Haitang responded with greetings and salutes from various countries, and Zhu Keyi's eyes shined brightly!

do not care! People must be snatched back! Minister, yes, please talk to the Minister, insurance!

Su Junyue and the other three Chinese judges smiled and were contented.

In contrast, the neon ambassador's face was very reluctant, and he could finally maintain his basic demeanor; the translators were all dumbfounded, their mouths were stupid, and their saliva almost flowed out.

Ling Yuan Huizi's face was gloomy and water dripped out, and several tassel charms on the fan in her hand were snapped off.

Twenty minutes later, the recording was finished, and the audience boom lasted for a long time.

"It's amazing! No wonder you dare to come out to the game, this ability, this speed of speech, you have taken it!"

"If you don't have diamonds, don't buy porcelain. If you can live on TV, how can there be bears?"

"It's so enjoyable! Go back and record it, and listen to it when you're tired and lazy! People are so young and so good, can we still pretend to be dead?"

"Yes, record it! I usually use it to educate children. What is her name? Su Haitang, right? I decided to call my child, and the children of relatives, all of whom use her as an idol, which is better than chasing stars and spending money! "