Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1047 1047. Chinese Week (33)

The dormitory has hot water available 24 hours a day. Wang Shunan turned the water to a scalding level. After taking a hot shower, she didn't have time to blow-dry her hair before going down the mountain with everyone else. Her half-dry hair looked like a fluffy bird's nest, but it didn't make her look sloppy. Instead, it showed off a bit of the innocence and romance of a young girl.

At this moment, everyone's face was filled with smiles. The most uncertain hurdle, the Traditional Chinese Medicine lecture, had been passed, and tomorrow's cheongsam exhibition had been rehearsed many times, so it was expected that there would not be any major mistakes. The Chinese lecture on the fifth day would be supported by the Department of Sinology, so it was even less likely that there would be any accidents. This meal could be regarded as a pre-celebration banquet to celebrate the successful completion of China Week, and everyone was in a relaxed and comfortable mood.

Someone across the table praised Wang Shunan for her spirit and demeanor like that of an ancient person. Although her language skills still have room for further improvement, she has real skills. Not only the discerning people, but even laymen can see her family background and master's demeanor from her gestures. That's why she is so popular among the Germans who are used to questioning everything.

Zheng Chunhua praised her for her brilliant performance this time, which has aroused great interest from local newspaper reporters. Before leaving, the reporters specifically told Zheng Chunhua that they would contact Wang Shunan privately in the future, and asked her to help coordinate if there was any need for Zheng Chunhua.

Hearing everyone's praise, Wang Shunan was neither overjoyed nor blushing. He just nodded and said thank you softly after others praised him, then looked at everyone with a faint smile, without mentioning himself at all.

She was not deliberately being arrogant, but the combination of running all night without a good rest, the high tension during the speech, and the relief after the speech had just been relieved by the hot shower. She unconsciously became lazy and her reaction was much slower. In addition, the restaurant was a relatively closed and quiet environment. The indoor light was neither glaring nor dim, just right. Clouds were passing by the window quickly, and fat, cunning crows rushed from the branches to the ground in the open-air dining area from time to time, fearlessly snatching bread crumbs from their companions on the ground. She leaned on the back of the sofa with a moderate hardness and softness, calmly listening to the compliments, harmless jokes and some gossips she had never heard of from old friends and new friends in Hanover. All this made her feel extremely relaxed and happy. The depression, irritability, grievances and unhappiness that had accumulated in her heart for nearly a year seemed to collapse and disappear in an instant.

While refilling Wang Shunan's soda, Zheng Chunhua told her that because all the other performers except her had conducted on-site rehearsals, she was the only one who had neither shown up nor rehearsed, and she was not an acquaintance of the others, so all the members of the preparation group except Dong Qiangqiang were unsure about her, so they prepared more than one PLAN B. If it weren't for Dong Qiangqiang's strong opposition, her program might have been replaced long ago. At first, everyone couldn't understand why Dong Qiangqiang was so confident in Wang Shunan and insisted on keeping her project, but now everyone understands that Wang Shunan's real kung fu is worthy of his trust and recommendation, but Dong Qiangqiang should actually tell everyone the truth earlier so that everyone wouldn't have to worry during the preparation period.

Although the last sentence has a complaint tone, anyone can hear that Zheng Chunhua is expressing her appreciation and praise for Wang Shunan through Dong Qiangqiang. Seeing the leader's example, others followed suit, all complaining that Dong Qiangqiang had a beautiful wife. If they had known earlier that Wang Shunan had such amazing abilities, they wouldn't have worried for nothing.

Dong Qiangqiang was confirming the food with the restaurant manager when he met Ji Fengping and Lei Lanting who had rushed over. As soon as he led the two to their seats, he heard everyone's "complaints". He smiled without saying anything, thinking to himself that now is not the time for you to doubt me.

Gu Xin joked that Wang Shunan might become a celebrity in the future, and insisted that they take a photo together. Wang Shunan then gave him an autograph as a souvenir. Fang Shuang graciously handed over a pen and paper, and Wang Shunan cooperated with the photo and signature, as docile as a cat.

Everyone followed suit, as the food hadn't been served yet and they had nothing to do anyway.

Wang Shunan was still very quiet, but she never refused anyone who came. She signed a card and handed it to someone with both hands, bowing her head slightly to say thank you. When someone asked her about acupuncture, she put down her water cup and talked for a few words. When the person was no longer interested, she continued to drink.

Everyone praised Wang Shunan too much, and the direct consequence was that they were not praised enough. They did not get the expected sense of accomplishment and were not satisfied. So they turned their attention to He Yangjin and other musicians from the Hanover Conservatory of Music and the Saarbrücken Conservatory of Music.

Before Wang Shunan appeared, the performances of He Yangjin and others were really cool, especially the red songs played during the encore. The melody instantly brought people back to the war years with continuous gunfire and rain of bullets. For Dong Qiangqiang's generation who grew up watching "Land Mine Warfare", "Tunnel Warfare", "Heroic Sons and Daughters", "The Battle of Shangganling" and "Little Soldier Zhang Ga", these classic works that never get boring and have been popular for a long time are always played on TV during the winter and summer vacations. These spiritual food have accompanied them from their ignorant youth to young adults. Although the war has become history, even in peacetime, when they hear the familiar melody, they will still think of Wang Cheng's shouting "For victory, fire at me" when facing the enemy who is about to pounce on them, and they will still shed tears and their blood will boil for this awe-inspiring shout that penetrates time and space.

The praise from everyone did not win over Wang Shunan, but it did win over He Yangjin. She enjoyed listening to those words very much and even though she did not drink any alcohol, she became more talkative.

Dong Qiangqiang stood next to Wang Shunan, and while everyone was attacking He Yangjin and the others, he quietly asked Wang Shunan: "You spoke very well this morning, how do you feel now?"

"Thank you, it feels like a dream."

"I thought you would take this opportunity to brag about some of your skills that you didn't show off this morning, such as hitting a bull from a distance or the Tathagata Palm." Dong Qiangqiang had already seen her nervousness and teased her on purpose, while drawing a circle with his palms together. Wang Shunan whispered back, "Actually, I'm still in shock about myself and haven't recovered yet."

"Last year at the Cologne Carnival, Lao Bai and I were besieged and beaten up, and you came to save me. Unfortunately, I was stunned at the time and didn't see you attack. If you know acupuncture, you know the acupoints," Dong Qiangqiang asked doubtfully, not quite trusting his memory, "Can you press acupoints?"

"Just some tricks."

"Big people talk small things, small people talk big things." Dong Qiangqiang is confident in his guess.

Wang Shunan didn't explain anything further, but just smiled, revealing two rows of neat teeth.

"By the way, you are so good at acupuncture, have you ever thought about making money with this skill? It is both your skill and your interest. A master of acupuncture should make a lot of money here, right?"

There were many people around, and Wang Shunan said softly, "I have studied this, and it is not as easy as you think. To put it simply, there are many procedures and the process is complicated. In short, it is not easy to do."

"Tell me about it, maybe I can help you." Dong Qiangqiang became interested as soon as he heard it. In the past two years, he has encountered many things with "numerous formalities and complicated processes", but he could also hear from Wang Shunan's voice and emotions that the other party did not want to discuss this topic in depth.

Before Wang Shunan opened his mouth, pizzas covered with bacon, bright yellow cheese, red tomatoes, basil leaves and other ingredients were proudly placed on the table by the restaurant manager like a crown inlaid with jewels, followed by stewed veal legs with meaty aroma, shiny grilled chicken wings, fresh and juicy lettuce, golden olive fried meatballs, soft, fragrant and sweet corn cakes, thumb-thick cream sweet cannoli, cat ear noodles and other delicacies. There was too much food, and Dong Qiangqiang helped the waiter who was overwhelmed to set the table. His mobile phone was buzzing in his pocket. He glanced at the caller and turned to walk out of the restaurant, wondering what the other party wanted to call him this time.

Lei Lanting hadn't said much since he entered the room. While the dishes were being served, he casually wandered over to Lao Bai, patted him on the shoulder, pointed out the outside of the restaurant, and invited him with a smile, "Boss Bai, let's go out and have a chat."

Lao Bai didn't even raise his eyelids, looking indifferent, as if he knew what Lei Lanting was going to say, and said two words expressionlessly: "No money."

The smile on Lei Lanting's face was like trying to stick something on a sticky board that had lost its stickiness, and the thing fell off.

"Old Bai, just two minutes." Lei Lanting begged, "Give me some face."

Lao Bai put the cup in his hand on the table, stood up and straightened the wrinkled hem of his shirt, without even looking at Lei Lanting, and walked straight out of the restaurant.

Lei Lanting followed him out.

He Yangjin, who was surrounded by compliments, also saw this scene.