"The Nation" (39)
Dark clouds covered the paper and wrote: "You can't count the 900 smartest people in the world, but at least they are the top 900 people in the world." If they can't, then no one can.
In the ear Bluetooth headset, the Chinese team seems to have started the discussion again.
"Can you translate for you for me?" The man's voice came out.
"I'm sorry, but it seems that only what the people on the stage say are allowed to play through the first main channel. None of the others have their channels turned on. That person is now using the host's microphone, and the calls from various countries can only be internal for the time being. Even if I press the button to help you speak, the light won't come on. If the words can't be passed on, there's really no way. The translator said.
"Damn, when is that guy going to open his voice?"
"What's wrong? Brother Lei, do you have anything to question? ”
"He has so much data hidden, and it takes a lot of computation time to figure it out. They know the answer, so why are they reluctant to make it public? ”
"Are you afraid of a fake here?"
"So many people, and the United Nations. Then there must be a big country that supports the United Nations, but I don't know why. Obviously, why should a big country send a non-existent country to preside over it, and it is so mysterious. ”
I smiled wryly and didn't dare to press the interpreter headset to chat with them, let alone tell them that this big country that dared not show up was China.
I'm also wondering what I'd do if I said what these people would do.
Half an hour or so.
Some people here handed in the paper, and some handed in the paper and continued to write.
The staff handed the paper to the host, and the host at this time became a waiter completely. I kept handing the paper to the five of us, and I sat on the far right.
But it's really inconvenient for me to wear gloves.
The first one was handed to me, and I was dumbfounded when I saw the paper I had brought up.
It's all in English, which is so sad for me.
I can only keep what I can understand, and what I can't understand can only be divided among the other four.
The five of us analyzed and read on stage, and sorted the same collations into piles.
I relied on my sixth-level vocabulary to barely nibble on the contents.
At this moment, I feel like I am back in college, back to the era when I did exams.
It's just that these test papers are more difficult, and some of the words are not easy to read.
Helplessly, I basically took a look. I sifted through the recognizable ones for myself to nibble, and the ones that looked hard to gnaw and looked long were all handed to the clouds. Then there were dark clouds and handed it to Chen Hao and the other two, and it continued with difficulty.
When I had any doubts, I would knock on my gloves and shout, "It's not good to turn over the paper." ”
The morning meeting lasted until the afternoon, and at noon the staff gave everyone lunch.
But our tables were full of paper, so we had to take turns squatting aside to eat.
I was wearing a ghost mask, so it was easy to eat as soon as I took off my gloves.
The rest of them only ate a little bit because the hood was too heavy.
The conclusions I will draw are stacked in front of us, seven in all.
From the most pile to the least pile, the general conclusion was counted by Lixia on paper and handed over to the host.
It was already half past eight in the evening.
The presenter handed the paper to the backstage, which was then played on the screen.
On the big screen, there were seven pieces of content, all of which were written in English by Lixia.
Lixia also wrote a Chinese note and handed it to us to take turns to watch.
Because I was on the far right, and the last one was handed to me.
Lixia got up and said one by one, and the translator of the headphones began to say synchronously.
I took off my gloves from the bottom of my head, then took off my handphones and put them in my pocket, choosing not to listen to what I was looking at on the paper.