Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1018 1018. Chinese Week (4)

These words sounded very harsh. Before Dong Qiangqiang could reply, Gu Xin glared at Zhao Ke fiercely, and Ji Fengping kicked him.

"Why are you kicking me?" Zhao Ke asked with his neck stiff.

"Yes, yes, I also think Dong Qiangqiang is not good enough," Ji Fengping said deliberately, "I think Zhao Kexing is feasible, he is of high level, he should be the one to go now."

"Hey, I...when did I say I wanted to go up?" Zhao Ke was confused by the sudden recommendation.

"Don't you think Dong Qiangqiang is not good enough?" Ji Fengping asked, "Then you should be fine, right?"

"Then Zhao Ke goes first," Gu Xin also heard the hidden meaning in Ji Fengping's words, and helped, "If Zhao Ke can't do it, Dong Qiangqiang will go first."

Seeing that everyone around him was defending Dong Qiangqiang, Zhao Ke finally realized that he might have said something wrong, and quickly backtracked: "I... I didn't mean that. What I meant was that if he didn't have the confidence to convince those people and went up, and he was also stumped by the questions, then we... would be embarrassed, wouldn't China Zhou's first shot be a dud?"

"If you're really worried, then go ahead," Gu Xin pouted, "What time is it? Is it fun to say cheap things here? Why didn't you rush up when Dong Qiangqiang wasn't here?"

"You Can You Up," Ji Fengping followed Gu Xin in criticizing, "No Can No BB."

"I didn't try to convince them," Dong Qiangqiang's eyes swept across everyone's face, "I just helped Zheng Chunhua complete the necessary procedures and say what she needed to say. After all, this is not a press conference. Our main purpose is to introduce the true situation of the fight against SARS in China. As for those prejudices, misunderstandings and hostility, we certainly can't completely resolve them. It's enough for us to do our best and have a clear conscience. As for the results, we really can't control them, so even if we are stumped and can't say anything, I don't think it's a big deal."

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't seem to have much confidence, Fang Shuang and the others looked at each other and didn't say anything. They were somewhat disappointed, but everyone had to admit that no one had ever experienced such a big scene before: there were a lot of people under the stage, and there were long guns and short guns. If you have to say who among the few people has a similar experience, it is only Zheng Chunhua. She is responsible for giving a speech to the freshmen at the beginning of each semester, and she is the only one who is not stage fright. But even so, they are still worried that Zheng Chunhua will be confused because she can't control the situation, but what about the others who go on stage? Although the podium is not very high, if you really go up there, you may not be able to speak clearly, so before Dong Qiangqiang came, no one dared to rush to the podium rashly, because they all knew that they would not be able to speak better than Zheng Chunhua, but Dong Qiangqiang not only had an idea at this time, but also dared to go on stage by himself, and did not order others to do this or that. He was absolutely leading by example. In the final analysis, he was more skilled and bold than them.

Dong Qiangqiang saw everyone's frustration and anxiety. He thought to himself: If everyone keeps being so dejected and listless, it will really affect morale. I have to cheer everyone up.

"Don't worry, I have the advantage to go up there."

"What advantages?" Zhao Ke always seemed to speak without thinking.

"In addition to the fact that I know the content of the speech and the display board better than anyone else, I am also the only one among us who has returned to China in the past few months, right? Oh, no, Gu Xin just returned as well, so I am one of the very few who have returned to China. However, I have been to more than one city after returning, so relatively speaking, I may have more say."

No one refuted because what Dong Qiangqiang said was true.

"Also, while I'm going up, please help me: Fang Shuang and Gu Xin, one on the east and one on the west, work together to maintain order in the lower field. Ji Fengping and Zhao Ke, push in the display boards for numbers 1, 3, 6, and 7 from outside. Place them against the wall in the row at the entrance of the lecture hall. Be careful not to bump into anyone when pushing. This way, if anyone is interested in looking at the data, they can go over and read it, and I don't have to explain too much."

Everyone agreed. Fang Shuang said, "I have a few good friends here. I will tell them all to stay with one person to take questions from the audience, and the others will help maintain order."

Looking at Zheng Chunhua standing alone on the podium, Dong Qiangqiang could clearly see beads of sweat on her forehead running down her cheeks. He looked up and saw a row of spotlights working hard above her head.

Zheng Chunhua was still speaking when the microphone in her hand suddenly went silent. Seeing this, Dong Qiangqiang immediately said, "Do you have any more microphones? Give me one, and two packs of tissues and two bottles of water."

Dong Qiangqiang was walking towards the podium with his things. As soon as he stepped onto the steps, he heard someone behind him say in a sinister voice, "Little white face."

He turned around and found that the person with a sarcastic tone was Wang Yun, who had lied to him that he could not be exempted from class. Sitting next to Wang Yun was Chen Xiaofei, who looked hostile. The two of them smiled at him contemptuously. Dong Qiangqiang turned around and stepped onto the podium.

As soon as he came on stage, Dong Qiangqiang realized that he shouldn't wear a suit. The row of heat lamps above his head were indeed very powerful. The suit instantly turned into a steamer and sweat broke out immediately.

Dong Qiangqiang's move to the stage was beyond everyone's expectations except for the preparatory group. It was also the time when Zheng Chunhua was most panicked. She did not expect that a simple briefing would be turned into an accountability meeting. Of course, she could see the anxious eyes of her companions and understood their timidity in not daring to go on stage. She had also thought about forcibly ending the speech, but wouldn't that make people laugh and give others a handle? What would the reporters write? How would it be broadcast on TV? Wouldn't that mean not only not helping but also causing trouble? No wonder Sun Tao reminded her to be particularly careful in doing this. She was also inexperienced. She didn't know that she should communicate with the reporters before the media interview and understand what questions the other party would ask during the interview. She really thought that the other party would just come for a simple interview, take a few photos and videos and leave. But then again, even if she asked, if the other party was deliberately holding back to find fault with her to embarrass her, would he really tell her all the questions he wanted to ask first? She was very skeptical. But now it is meaningless to consider these things. At this point, we can only take it one step at a time. She didn't expect Dong Qiangqiang to dare to go on stage at this time. She knew that no matter whether Dong Qiangqiang was giving the microphone or coming as reinforcement, the people below the stage would regard him as reinforcement, and he would immediately attract the attention of the whole audience. If he stayed on the stage, he would definitely attract fire.

Water and tissues were handed to Zheng Chunhua. Dong Qiangqiang said with a smile, "You spoke very well just now. It's so hot on the stage. Are you thirsty? Moisten your throat first."

"Why are you here?" Zheng Chunhua asked while tactically drinking water. "Are you here to deliver the microphone? Mine seems to be out of battery. Can you help me take it down and check it?"

Zheng Chunhua was still soft-hearted and couldn't bear to let Dong Qiangqiang stay on the stage and become the target of public criticism like her.

"Have you finished your speech?"

"That's it."

"Okay, you talked in the first half," Dong Qiangqiang smiled slyly, "You take a break in the second half and I'll take over."

"Eh?" Zheng Chunhua was stunned, "You're not going down?"

Dong Qiangqiang took out his cell phone and placed it on the table in front of him. He turned up the volume on the phone to maximum, then turned up the volume on the microphone in his hand to maximum, and then put the two close together. In less than two seconds, the microphone immediately emitted a shrill high-pitched howl. The people in the first few rows close to the podium were caught off guard by the noise and hurriedly covered their ears, followed by more and more people covering their ears.

People who spoke suddenly became rare.

Dong Qiangqiang put his phone into his trouser pocket as he picked up the microphone, and the whistling sound that lingered in the venue immediately disappeared. He glanced at the people in the audience, seeing the expectation and disdain in their eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, good morning. I am Dong Qiangqiang, a Chinese student currently studying in the sixth semester of the advanced master's program in national economics. I am very happy to have the opportunity to share with you today the efforts my country has made in fighting SARS and to share some facts for your reference."

Just after the whistle, Dong Qiangqiang started talking before the audience could react, so it was relatively quiet for a while, with only a few people whispering.

"I need to state here that today's introduction meeting has nothing to do with the university's teaching content, so if any students accidentally walk into the wrong classroom, you can hurry up and leave now so as not to delay your normal studies. Our classmates behind will guide everyone out." Dong Qiangqiang said as he pointed to Fang Shuang at the east exit and Gu Xin at the west exit. The audience below the stage looked towards the east and west exits, and the two girls waved to everyone generously.

Except for a few individuals, almost no one left the scene.

"Since everyone understands what they are doing, I will make one more request: I hope that those who are asking questions will wait until the previous person's question has been answered before raising their hands, so as to jointly maintain order during our communication. Ms. Zheng Chunhua has already answered..." Dong Qiangqiang had just said a few words when he suddenly saw a familiar face in the audience on the right and froze in place.

A voice echoed in his mind: Why is she here?

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang just opened his mouth but didn't say anything, the people in the audience didn't know what he was up to. After waiting for less than a minute, they became impatient and immediately became noisy again.

Fang Shuang and others in the audience were just getting relieved and their hearts were hanging again. Everyone was worried about the same thing: Could it be that Dong Qiangqiang suddenly got stage fright?

Zheng Chunhua was also secretly puzzled: looking at Dong Qiangqiang's demeanor when he was on stage and his confidence when he spoke to her, he didn't seem to be flustered and at a loss for what to do or speechless. It seemed that he saw something, but what exactly did he see?

As everyone was speculating, a tall foreign student wearing a peaked cap and gold-rimmed glasses stood up from the crowd and said loudly, "Asia is currently suffering heavy casualties in the battle against SARS because you reacted too slowly and did not control the disease in time, so (SARS) spread to other countries. If you had taken it seriously earlier, it would not be everywhere. You should compensate all the countries affected by SARS around the world. This is the attitude you should have."

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Dong Qiangqiang was hit hard on the head just as he came to his senses. He couldn't help but sigh: I wasn't even given a second to breathe.