The Rise of a Great Power: The Super Prodigy

Xia Guo. Department of External Propaganda.

"Report: The ministry has received many friendly international calls claiming that they want to come to China for interviews. Among them, there are even big media such as the British BBC and News Corp North America. The staff rushed into the minister's office, reporting excitedly.

Hearing this, the minister was pleasantly surprised.

"yes, that's great. Our country has only just opened its doors, and so many overseas media want to interview us and learn about us. This is a great breakthrough for our country's international diplomacy!" said the minister with joy.

And yet....

"Minister Report: They didn't want to come to interview the town government, they planned to go to Suzhou Province to interview that genius little prodigy. "

"Uhhhhh

The minister choked on the spot.

However, no matter what the foreign media are interviewing, it is a big event and a great joy for the current Xia Kingdom.

For this reason, the Minister immediately called the Central Committee and reported the matter to the No. 1 Grand Elder.

The Great Elder was overjoyed.

"Agreed, agreed! I called back to tell them: Xia Guo is warm, and all international people who are friendly to our country can come. "

"Yes, Grand Elder!".

......

Seven days later.

There are a lot of expatriates at Yanjing Capital Airport.

They carried the camera and stepped off the plane...

This is an unprecedented and rare thing in the Xia Kingdom in the current era.

Inside the airport.

Countless staff and countless tourists, all stood on their toes and watched excitedly.

"the kid, come and see the foreigners!".

"Second brother, look at that big nose, is that tall and tall Soviet?".

"Dad, you can't be so rude, the news says that people are international friends!".

"Daughter, look at the foreigner's clothes, they are so fancy! How about I turn around and knit one for you?"

"Uh..."

Amid the whispers of the crowd of onlookers, a group of diplomats in tunics hurried up to meet them.

Afterwards, everyone left the airport and drove to the capital railway station.

......

In the afternoon of the same day.

A green train with express trains departed from the capital and headed for the distant Sujiang River.

Actually, it's better to say that it's an express: a turtle.

The Xia Country train in this era is slower than a turtle compared to later generations.

Let's say:

From Sichuan and Shu to Guangdong, it takes at least two days and three nights by train.

No way!

Xia Guo is currently very poor, and science and technology are not developed, so such a green train is already the fastest speed.

Not only that, in order to take care of this large group of "international friends", the Ministry of Transportation also specially stopped the original shuttle train, and all other trains on the way had to make way for it.

In this way, on the morning of the next day, the green train carrying the international press corps arrived in Yingtian City, Sujiang.

The provincial government of Suzhou, the town government of Yingtian City, and all the high-level leaders came to the railway station to greet these international press corps.

The provincial ceremonial team lined up in a neat line and sang the high-pitched national anthem.

In the midst of the song, more than a dozen children wearing red scarves stepped forward to present flowers and salute these blonde foreign journalists...

"Welcome uncles and aunts to our country for interviews!".

“OK，OK！THANK-YOU,THANK-YOU！"

The press corps, which experienced this kind of battle for the first time, was almost stunned.

Everyone is just a reporter, I didn't expect to encounter such noble treatment in Xia Kingdom.

The reason for all this is because:

Xia Guo has longed for the world for too long, too long!

......

After a warm welcome, the international press corps, under the personal guidance of the leaders, drove to the provincial capital.

The driveway is clean, almost dust-free.

On both sides of the road, flowers and five-star red flags are hung everywhere.

The people of Xia lined up in a neat line, stood on the side of the road, and warmly applauded and welcomed...

All of this makes the Western press corps very strange.

Many reporters took out their cameras in the car and kept taking pictures of the scenes in Xia Kingdom.

While shooting, I was excited to discuss something in English.

Governor Zhao and the leaders did not understand.

But seeing the surprise on the faces of these foreign journalists, everyone was deeply grateful.

They don't know:

In order to welcome the arrival of the international press corps and to show the "spirit" and "style" of the ancient oriental country in the world, millions of Yingtian citizens and members of the provincial engineering team were busy for seven days and seven nights.

Xia Guo, who has just opened the country, wants to be recognized by the international community too much.

I really want to think about it so much!

......

About an hour later, the group arrived at the provincial guest house.

"Distinguished and friendly international journalists, you have worked hard all the way, please rest first. At 12 noon, the leaders of our province will hold a banquet at Yingtian International Hotel to entertain everyone. "

Yingtian International Hotel is a new name.

Originally called: "Serving the People" Hotel.

"What?".

Hearing the words of the translators, the reporters were very anxious.

"Where's Where's Ann?".

"When can we interview Chen An's children?".

Translator: "Please don't worry, the interview will be in the afternoon." However, at luncheon, you can see the famous little prodigy of our country. "

Hearing this, the reporters breathed a sigh of relief and went to their respective rooms to rest.

Around noon.

Under the enthusiastic guidance of the translators and staff, the press group came to Yingtian International Hotel.

At the entrance of the hotel.

All the senior leaders of the provincial government greeted each other with friendly smiles.

Among these people, a middle-aged Xia Guo woman stood beside Governor Zhao with a little guy in her hands.

The little one is small, less than a meter tall.

He was emaciated, but his eyes were incomparably dark, incomparably deeper...

Looking at these eyes, the reporters seemed to see the starry sky of the universe.

“anchen？"

The blonde reporter asked, somewhat uncertain.

Before the translator could translate, Chen An smiled, nodded with a smile, and replied in English as well: "YES!IM-'AN'." HOW-Are-you？"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Not only were the international press corps stunned, but Li Qin was stunned, but the provincial leaders were also stunned.

Even the translators assigned by the central government were stunned.

"Oh, MYGOD, can you speak English?".

The blonde reporter screamed and rushed forward. Then he picked up the little guy with some rudeness, and asked in English, "Ann, you can actually speak English." Oh my God, who taught you? Is there an English teacher in Xia Guo's school? Unbelievable, it's amazing!".

"No one taught me, I learned it myself!" Chen An replied softly shyly.

As soon as the words fell, the audience was shocked.

The reporter from country M was stunned.

The English journalist was stunned.

The French journalist was stunned.

The entire Western press corps was all confused.

Everyone was horrified by this answer.

"English" can also be taught without a teacher?

Words may be able to be learned from dictionaries, but what about spoken language?

Oh my!

Could it be that there is really a genius in this world who is born to know?

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