Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 471 The party is amazing

Under the light, An Ning stood with her left leg bent, her right leg crossed over her left leg, and her erhu tilted slightly on her right leg.

The standard erhu posture, except... there is no chair under her butt.

Many people in the front row looked forward curiously?Could this test be magic plus erhu?

Just when everyone was questioning, the erhu played.

A gentle pull on An Ning's arm, the same horse racing tune, and a different sensory experience made everyone below stop thinking.

What should have been invisible waves of sound, accompanied by high-spirited tunes, rushed toward the audience one after another. They seemed to see thousands of troops, riding the wind and waves, overcoming obstacles.

"what---"

"oh----"

"Bagga!"

In the burst of exclamations, the phrase "Baga" stood out particularly prominently. The president and several leaders of Beijing University were so shocked that their thighs turned green before they suppressed their instinct to scream.

After stopping, several leaders turned to look at the foreign friends with great agreement and spoke comfortingly.

"It's fake. There is no need to recite a spell to protect yourself."

"Yes, the child's skills accidentally improved."

"I told you before that you don't need to pull it so well."

"You have to criticize her when you get back."

After saying a few words, the principal looked at the translator beside him and said, "Translator?"

"Huh? Yes."

The translator closed his eyes and muttered the translation again.

Sure enough, the next second I saw several friends next to me, their expressions were very bad.

At this time, the president insisted on showing the humanistic care of Beijing University and kept asking: "You look bad, are you okay?"

After asking several times, the principal got the answer that it was okay.

At this time, the performance continued. An Ning stood up completely, with the erhu stuck at her waist. She walked from back to front, and the scene changed with every step she took.

I don’t know when my fantasy of horse racing changed.

The figure of the man running the horse has changed. The clothes, the realistic blood, the high fighting spirit, and the will to fight to the end as long as there is one person, made the hall extremely quiet.

The man on horseback, wielding a broadsword, charged forward with great momentum.

"what----"

"Do you want to stick to Ta Si Ka Misa? You can stick to Kurena Kata!"

"It's special! It's special!"

Several foreign guests were so frightened that they stood up from their chairs and wished they could perform a flying skill on the spot and disappear in seconds.

The voice in his mouth became louder and louder. The conscientious translator stood up vividly, imitating the postures and tones of several foreign guests and translated.

"Save me, my Lord God!"

"Go away! Go away!"

"Help me——"

"Help!"

The translator's dedicated translation work made everyone laugh and feel very happy at the same time.

You deserve it for scaring our principal!

“Dila————”

A loud, soul-stirring wave came out from the backstage, and Jiang Xia appeared on the stage.

The moment An Ning appeared in Jiangxia, spiritual waves quickly enveloped him and spread sound waves.

When the suona comes out, who will fight for the front.

Its unique rhythm is sometimes like a breeze, sometimes like surging waves.

Jiang Xia played the suona and walked to An Ning. The two looked at each other and the music suddenly changed.

"Hey, this tune is so familiar."

"Aren't you familiar? This was the tune when my father died."

"Ah...yeah, that's right. When my grandma passed away, she played the same song, but it didn't sound as grand as this one."

It was supposed to be a piece of sad music, but under the influence of tranquility, it became tragic and dramatic.

The illusion of sprinting to kill the enemy changed again. Under the enthusiastic pull of the principal and several leaders, the foreign guests below also sat in their original positions, unable to move even if they wanted to.

listen!

Give me a good listen!

By now, if they haven't seen An Ning's intentions clearly, they are not worthy of being leaders of this school.

I'm saying, you are the first to be unethical, so don't blame them for being unjust.

Sure enough, a grand mourning illusion filled the entire hall.

The students from Huaxia stood up silently, took off their hats, and looked solemn.

They were sending gifts to none other than those who had sacrificed their lives for the peaceful life they now live in.

Several school leaders also restrained their expressions, and the translator on the side translated what the principal said.

"Guys, do as the Romans do, and come with us to give them a ride."

Several foreign guests were pulled to their feet and participated in a solemn funeral in person.

The song was about to end, and the moment the last high-spirited melody ended, a bright red spread out high in the sky.

Completion.

An Ning and Jiang Xia stood side by side, bowing slightly to the people below.

"Clap clap clap clap"

Everyone stood up and clapped their hands with the intention of being beheaded if they didn't applaud today. There were no cheers, only endless applause from the heart.

An Ning and Jiang Xia waited for a while and exited amidst everyone's applause.

Generally speaking, if the performance in the previous show is too good, the people performing in the next show will be under a lot of pressure, and they will be a little reluctant.

But this time, people in the later show were so moved that they cried.

An Ning and Jiang Xia walked from the front to the backstage and received another wave of applause. Jin Youyou was even more exaggerated and saluted directly to the two of them.

"Oh my God!"

"You are my gods!"

Jin Youyou's words were unanimously approved by everyone.

Jiang Xia took a step back and said, "It's all thanks to An Ning, she... knows Feng Shui."

In one sentence, many students understand it.

An Ning has never concealed her knowledge of Feng Shui. It turns out that today's performance used the inheritance of her ancestors.

No wonder every scene is as lifelike as real.

An Ning just smiled lightly and didn't explain too much. She found a chair and sat down, waiting for the party to end.

The host at the front desk tried to control the scene, but the scene was too lively. In the end, the host had to wait for everyone to be quiet for a while.

The show finally continued, but the rest of the show was somewhat boring.

However, all the audiences who came still applauded enthusiastically and responded to the show because it was a diplomatic performance.

After a party, the last step is to select the best performance today.

There is no doubt, even unanimous vote, An Ning and Jiang Xia.

Whenever an accident occurs, it is fraud.

Finally, An Ning and Jiang Xia stood on the stage again, and their awards were presented by foreign guests.

A foreign guest walked up to An Ning with a trophy. He did not move, stared at An Ning, and whispered something of their own.

“Although it’s a small trick, it’s good if it’s effective, isn’t it?”

The R word marked made the person presenting the award look at An Ning in surprise.

The moment of infinite fork loading has arrived, how could An Ning let it go.

"Don't be surprised. I studied R for two hours. I wanted to spend more time, but I found that I didn't need it."

Such obvious ridicule made the person who presented the award forcefully give the trophy to An Ning.

Unfortunately, one hand blocked the opponent's strength, and he said with a smile: "With this little strength...you have to work hard."