Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

   "The ten-minute play is over. Now play it twice, and enter the quick interpreting session. Time for twenty minutes, let's start!"

   Autumn was hosted in a timely manner, the staff cooperated tacitly, and the process went very smoothly!

   Then, I heard all kinds of screeching noises like frying beans!

   "She won't be talking nonsense, right? It's not that fast! How long has it been since I took a breath? Why do I feel so unreliable?"

   Spectator A lowered his voice and asked his companions worriedly.

   "I can't hear you clearly. Seeing the smirk of the Japanese princess, she seems to be quite sure."

   Audience B also expressed pessimism, 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?"

   Spectator C said that at the moment of the enemy, no matter what the final result is, let’s build momentum first!

   "The buddies who should support must be unambiguous. It's not in the bottom of my heart. Hey, who knows what kind of immortal Su Haitang is? The song just now was very good. She really wrote it? She's very talented."

   Audience Ding's point of view is more pertinent, which is also the common aspiration of most audiences.

   Where did this Su Haitang come from? Why are you representing China?

   A few people on the stage didn't look like they were sitting as steady as Mount Tai, but they were actually muttering in their hearts.

   If it wasn't for the direct order from the superior, they wouldn't necessarily be involved in this matter.

  They have patriotic enthusiasm, but they support a little-known player, and there is no certainty of victory. Who is willing to take this risk?

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

  Su Haitang is not affected by the outside world at all, and her mouth is like clockwork, and various fluent foreign languages ​​continue to emerge.

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

   The previous wonders came as expected, and an illusory plane appeared in the air in her mind, which was covered with large foreign characters like ghosts.

   The sound waves like Sanskrit were conveyed into her brain, and through her mouth, they were repeated without distinction, and were faithfully recorded by the conscientiously working recording equipment.

  How many words can you say in twenty minutes? Not many people seem to have seriously thought about this question.

   It wasn't until the fall that the timer was over, and the staff were asked to play the audio source recorded by the players on both sides, and everyone was surprised!

   Lingyuan Keiko was full of confidence and asked to play her recording first.

  The hollow and flat female voice with a little stutter resounded throughout 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 results of on-site statistics.

   However, what embarrassed them was that they were not good at some languages ​​and could not understand them, but at least they could distinguish between different languages, and they could roughly count them even according to the length of time.

   worthy of being their princess! Both internal and external, erudite and talented!

   Winning!

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

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

   "Ling Yuan Keiko, a total of eight foreign language versions have been completely translated, with a total of thirteen errors, and the result is valid."

   Neon Fang's translation expresses no objection.

   There was an uproar, followed by warm applause.

   Eight languages!

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

   Those who have the ability should be respected enough.

   While the eye-opening audience was kind and encouraging, they couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for their own players!

  Su Haitang, can you do it?