China's top leaders were anxious, and psychology experts quickly delivered barrages of comments.

——He simply and vaguely mentioned “shooting the sun” and focused on praising the power of their floating boat.

Dali took a glance and was about to say something vague, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the little girl's hands clenching the umbrella handle.

Dali was startled and said immediately: "I know. I just didn't expect you guys to be so awesome. You made the setting sun into a floating boat after nine...nine times of shooting down the sun. So awesome..." At this point, Dali started to praise the "floating boat" a lot.

The Chinese experts outside the screen almost fell down.

An expert began to chew his fingers anxiously. "Oh, why did she just say nine sun shootings? How could she give such a clear number when she was being vague?"

Another expert slapped his head in frustration: "This is my mistake. I should have typed 'dialogue' directly."

Another expert said coldly: "Now is not the time to be upset. We need to quickly think about how to remedy this situation..."

Before the expert finished speaking, they saw the little girl in the live broadcast room laugh and nod, "Hehe, sister, it's not us who are great, it's the national teacher who is great! We are the direct descendants of the national teacher, and we can ride on it just because of our luck, hehe..."

Dali's voice also came over: "Wow, it turns out that you are the direct descendants of the Imperial Master. I'm so envious, so awesome..."

The smile on the little girl's face became more genuine: "Sister, you have good vision. When we get to Kyoto, I will take you to pay homage to the first imperial teacher of Daxia."

"Uh-huh."

When the Chinese experts saw the two girls chatting happily in the live broadcast room, their expressions froze: ???

Successfully got through?!

One of the experts started to pull his hair back and accidentally pulled the wig off. He just said, "That's not right! How come it's exactly nine times?"

Another expert said: "Maybe they saw something, data that we didn't see?"

Another expert said: "Nine times, is it a guess based on the Houyi myth?"

“That makes some sense.”

The Chinese official suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "No matter which one it is, this blogger is lucky. You continue to follow up."

The live broadcast room barrage was also cheering:

[Da Li is really smart! He managed to get away with it. ]

[How hateful! The Chinese got away with it again.]

[Where are the housing managers? Kick out all those stupid comments like the above. It's annoying to read them.]

……

Amid the barrage of comments, Dali was pulled by the little girl to sit in front of a beautiful courtyard.

She knelt in front of the desk, somewhat unaccustomed to it.

At this time, more than a dozen beautiful maids walked by one by one with plates in their hands, and arranged the dishes according to different categories.

Originally, the barrage was still complaining that this was too ancient, why was they still sitting on their knees? There were clearly several chairs nearby.

As a result, when the dishes were served one by one, the commentators were shocked:

[Wa Qu, is this a dish or a work of art? ]

[Why are these vegetables emitting white mist... and shiny... Damn, if they look this good, they must not taste good! I'm saying this because I've never eaten them!]

[There are not only vegetables! Look, our kimchi is also on it! Hahahaha... This country must have been separated from our country. ]

[I am not surprised to see Koreans say this, but... can you please listen carefully when you are climaxing? They say kimchi is a condiment for a certain dish! Do you know what condiments are, idiot?]

……

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