Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

Su Haitang clapped her hands politely and expressed her congratulations in a graceful manner.

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

Qiu Qiu dutifully hosted the show and gave Su Haitang a comforting and encouraging look.

Su Haitang smiled and waited quietly for the results.

The first ten minutes of English interpretation were like a clear spring flowing in the forest, unknowingly relaxing the nerves of everyone present.

"Sister, she speaks English very well!" Jian Ruyi clenched her little fists and whispered excitedly to her aunt beside her with eyes full of obsession.

Yan Fangqiong patted her niece's hand. The wet and cool touch shocked Jian Ruyi back to her senses. She quickly held it back to cheer up her overly nervous aunt.

The front row was for relatives and friends. All the relatives and friends of the He family, the Yan family, and the Jian family who had nothing to do came over to support Su Haitang.

Su Delan stood out, and beside him sat his silver-haired mother-in-law Xia Lingzhi, and two younger members of the Cheng family, Cheng Yuanzheng's brother Cheng Yuanhang, and his cousin Cheng Qianbi.

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

Cheng Qianbi clasped her hands and prayed quietly.

Cheng Yuanhang's eyes were dark and blue, obviously he was seriously sleep deprived. He glanced at his cousin, pursed his chapped lips, and said nothing.

There was little movement under the stage and did not disturb the proceedings on stage. Soon, Su Haitang's quick translation of the next 20 minutes began to be played.

"Damn it! You speak so fast! Hey! Is it French? I heard it!"

"This is Italian!"

"Bangzihua Smecta!"

"Arab!"

"Spanish!"

"What is this? It sounds a bit like Russian?"

"Yes, it's Russian!"

"Come on, come on, Savadika! Thai!"

"Germany!"

"It's from the Sahara, it smells like sand!"

"The horses come, the horses come!"

"gross profit!"

"Mongolia!"

"Persia!"

"What the hell are you doing? You know everything!"

"Stop it, Bengal tiger! No, Bengali!"

"Swedish!"

“The Czech Republic welcomes you!”

“Oh my lovely homeland Norway!”

"Greece! Mom and dad, how are you?"

"Myanmar! If you need rubies, please contact me!"

"Hebrew is also available?! Girl, you are so handsome!"

“Estonian international student appraisal: very standard and authentic!”

"Finally it's my turn in Finland! Come on, little sister!"

"Hire a Hungarian tour guide! The salary is generous! Generous!"

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The grand occasion in the audience was unprecedented, and it almost turned into a world expo where everyone gathered together.

Su Haitang responded with a graceful greeting from all countries, which made Zhu Keyi's eyes shine!

do not care! We must take people back! Minister, yes, please speak to the minister, insurance!

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

In contrast, the Neon Ambassador looked very reluctant and could still maintain his basic demeanor; the translators were all dumbfounded, with their mouths open looking stupid, and their saliva almost flowed out.

Lingyuan Huizi's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water, and several tassel pendants on the fan in her hand were torn off.

Twenty minutes passed and the recording finished playing, and the excitement in the audience continued for a long time.

"It's amazing! No wonder I dare to come out to compete. I'm impressed by this ability and my speaking speed!"

"If you don't have diamonds, don't take the porcelain job. If you can be on live TV, how can you be a bear?"

"It's so enjoyable! Go back and record this, and listen to it when you're tired and lazy! He's so good at such a young age, how can we still pretend to be dead?"

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