At this point, Chen Guang was completely certain of one thing, and that was that this Associate Professor Schmidt had come all the way here for the unofficial visit that Zhuo Jingsi had mentioned before.
This must have been the decision of this sturdy Caucasian old man in private, and not an official arrangement by the higher-ups of MIT.
This was because the old man's words were too unpleasant to listen to.
Zhuo Jingsi and Sun Xiaoxun basically understood what he was saying, but they didn't hear the arrogance and conceit in Schmidt's words.
Because they weren't like Chen Guang, who could always guess the intentions of the other party with extreme malice, they could see through the contempt hidden behind Schmidt's seemingly good-natured appearance.
As for the other students, they were completely confused, and their minds were full of thoughts to find words that they could understand in Schmidt's words.
Their minds turned for a long time, and finally they could only come to a conclusion. Damn, the words that I can understand are actually all from junior high school textbooks! After entering high school, they had almost forgotten everything they learned.
It was impossible for them to comprehend the deeper meaning of the words.
As the deputy dean of the school, Deputy Director Han was indeed an old-fashioned person. His English was not bad, and his administrative skills were top-notch. He was the best at reading people's minds, and he could also hear that something was wrong. His expression didn't look too good, but he still squeezed out a smile, pretending to be good to everyone.
The most nonsensical one was Wang Ren. This grandson was ignorant and incompetent. He clearly didn't understand a single word, but he had to nod his head like a hammer hammering a nail.
His seat was very close to the main podium, and Schmidt frequently nodded at him.
Wang Ren felt proud of himself and nodded his head even more cheerfully.
Schmidt thought that he was really a wonderful person, and he had a lot of fun making eye contact with Wang Ren during this half an hour.
How could Deputy Director Han not understand that Schmidt was looking at Wang Ren with a smile on his face? It was obvious that he was looking at a fool.
When Schmidt finally finished, Deputy Director Han couldn't help but poke Wang Ren's waist. "Little Wang, your brain is so good, can you understand what he's saying?"
Wang Ren smiled smugly at President Han. "President Han, I'll tell you the truth. I don't understand."
"Then why the hell are you nodding your head!" President Han was defeated by his poor and smug look.
Chen Guang hid in the crowd and watched Wang Ren's idiotic performance. He didn't find it funny at all. It was so embarrassing.
By the time Schmidt finished, it was time for Chen Guang to make his appearance.
Chen Guang was quick and efficient. He took the thesis and walked onto the stage.
As he stood next to the podium, the huge conference room suddenly became silent.
The whole class held their breath, as if they didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear that their breathing would disturb Chen Guang.
Even Sun Xiaoxun, Lin Jingwei, and the others, who had been given a boost by Chen Guang, were still thinking of Chen Guang's tragic scene of kneeling in front of the level-four gate.
They only hoped that the gods would bless them, and that the heavens would send down a bolt of lightning, so that Chen Guang would become an English expert on the spot!
Although Zhuo Jingsi was confident in her heart, she couldn't be at ease until the dust settled. What's more, Wang Ren was still pulling Vice President Han to sit below the stage. If something really happened, she would immediately explode.
Looking at Chen Guang, Wang Ren wore a profound smile on his face. He was truly curious to see what Zhuo Jingsi could achieve by throwing away the jar.
Brat, you want to stand up for Zhuo Jingsi?
You can't even pass the level-four exam. What right do you have to stand on this stage and be the main speaker?
I arranged this matter for your class because I know that no one in your class can take it!
Wang Ren turned his eyes to Zhuo Jingsi proudly. He wanted to see Zhuo Jingsi's expression of despair.
Strange?
Wang Ren was even more puzzled. Although Zhuo Jingsi was indeed very nervous at this time, with her hands clasped tightly in front of her chest and her pair of beautiful eyes staring at Chen Guang, in addition to nervousness, there seemed to be more expectation in her eyes?
That's impossible! Where did her confidence come from?
Wang Ren's seat was very close to the main podium. He glanced at the speech script in Chen Guang's hand and saw that it was densely printed in Chinese. He almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This group of people must be joking, right?
Letting this idiot Chen Guang run up to the stage with a thesis in Chinese?
Do you want to learn from Schmidt and use your mother tongue to talk?
Although the whole world is promoting Chinese, this doesn't seem right, right?
Zhuo Jingsi, is this your idea?
In Chinese?
Do you think you can fool us with this?
Do you think we're all idiots?
When something happens, I'll see how you explain it to the dean!
Schmidt and his students were even more puzzled. They didn't understand what was going on. They thought that this little boy was a great person, and these people's reactions were too strange.
Although they didn't know what was going on, human emotions were indeed infectious. The group of international friends all held their breath.
Looking at the solemn atmosphere, Chen Guang first picked up the script, then grinned at the audience, and suddenly began to speak!
Chen Guang's current accent could not be described as fluent.
As he opened his mouth, pure English with a medieval accent came out one by one.
Sun Xiaoxun and Bai Niangzi suddenly widened their eyes and mouths. They could only stare blankly at Chen Guang who was speaking to the Chinese thesis on the stage.
Confused.
Crazy.
Broken down!
They were greatly frightened, and they even began to doubt their lives.
They didn't understand what happened to Chen Guang at all. He on the podium was too strange, too strange.
A person who had basically gotten all of the level four mock questions wrong was facing a professional paper on environmental science written in Chinese. He was speaking in an authentic medieval British gentleman's accent fluently and eloquently!
Even when he was excited, he would dance from time to time to deepen his emotions.
Translating from Chinese to English on the spot didn't seem to pose any difficulty or obstacle to him.
It was as simple as eating and drinking water, casual!
At least, Schmidt and his students, who were sitting on the other side, were listening with great interest. From time to time, they would raise their hands and get up to interrupt Chen Guang to discuss certain issues with him.
Chen Guang was very patient every time to answer any of the other party's questions, and he was able to give satisfactory answers, which made the other party nod and sit down again.
What the hell! What a big ghost!
He really wasn't talking nonsense, he was really talking about a thesis!
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