The dean smiled slightly, with a little pride in his smile.
He said seriously: "To be honest, Professor Song said that I heard that you are visiting Demanjia University. Our king, Mr. Modis, will definitely entertain you tonight. This is the highest-level reception banquet in the entire country of India.
To show Lord Modise’s attention.”
The beautiful assistant nodded and added: "At that time, Lord Modise's beautiful daughter, our princess Sharana, will also accompany her father. What's interesting is that Sharana is from our college..."
At this point, the dean glared slightly and stopped the female assistant from talking.
Obviously, it was related to the privacy of the princess's identity, so it was inappropriate for the assistant to tell Song Sanxi this.
Song Sanxi was secretly happy when she heard this. It was just right. The princess was here, so she didn't have to think of any tricks to get close to her.
On the surface, he was a little surprised and said: "Oh, how good is this? I, Song Sanxi, am just an ordinary medical worker, how can I bother the Lord of the Kingdom to entertain me so intimately?"
"Haha, Professor Song is so humble. You are no longer ordinary. Your research results alone will bring great blessings to the Ayin Kingdom!"
"You're welcome, Dean, it's just not a coincidence..."
"..."
Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz luxury business car, Song Sanxi also chatted with the two of them.
When we talked like this, we unconsciously got involved in medicine.
Song Sanxi naturally brought the two of them into this field.
At this time, it didn't take long for the two of them to talk to each other, and they were talking about it.
The two of them were full of admiration for Song Sanxi.
They don't care much about national affairs, but they are obsessed with their profession and medicine.
In scientific matters and academic matters, most practitioners are like this.
Just like sometimes, wherever the scientific research conditions are good, some people are willing to go there. Once they leave, they will not come back.
Arriving at the hotel, it is the most luxurious hotel in Demanga.
Although Song Sanxi said that she had eaten on the plane, she still had to express her intention.
A hearty A-Indian delicacy with a strong curry flavor, but still edible.
Song Sanxi and the two of them ate some symbolically and then gave up.
The dean said that the dinner in the evening will be held at the State Banquet Building of Ayin State. He has other things to do, so he will not spend more time with Song Sanxi. He arranged for his assistant Andos to accompany Song Sanxi to visit Demanjia and experience it.
This is a city with a civilization history of three thousand years.
The beautiful Andos, accompanied Song Sanxi, still took a car.
The Mercedes-Benz cars in front and behind were still accompanying me.
However, wherever he goes, the driver of the Mercedes-Benz will not get out of the car.
There were six men in sunglasses in two accompanying cars, so they had to get out of the car and follow them.
Andos explained, saying that they were personal guards arranged by Lord Modis himself. Because Song Sanxi was a distinguished guest of the country, security issues could not be compromised, so I asked Song Sanxi to understand.
Song Sanxi just smiled slightly, nodded and said a few polite words.
These words were actually in pure Aindian language, which shocked Andos.
"My Buddha, Mr. Song's Indian language is so beautiful." Andos felt a little crazy.
Song Sanxi said calmly: "Before coming here, I learned a lot and even made peace with it."
"My Buddha, have you never come into contact with him before?" Andos looked like a god.
"No."
"Oh my God..." Andos was amazed, feeling more and more that this Song Sanxi was simply a genius among geniuses.
It's true that when it comes to language talent, Song Sanxi said he was second, but no one dared to say he was first.
In his previous life, he was proficient in many languages, and he has not forgotten them since his rebirth.
At this time, I didn’t mean to show off, it was just a casual joke, and the other party was shocked.
Later, Andos accompanied Song Sanxi to visit many cultural relics and historic sites in Demanjia City, and he was even more shocked.
No matter where he is, Song Sanxi can explain a lot of historical origins, anecdotes and so on.
He feels more professional than a professional scenic spot tour guide.
In front of him, Andos felt that as a native of Demanga, he was just a primary school student in history and culture.
His understanding of these historical relics and scenic spots is far inferior to that of Song Sanxi.
It is as if Song Sanxi is the living history of this city.
Unable to help herself, Andos felt that after such a brief contact, this man was so knowledgeable, capable, humorous and well-mannered that he simply fascinated all living beings, including her heart, and she really wanted to dedicate herself to him.
The men from Dream Country are so awesome!
Is this the most perfect man in the world as the Buddha said?
She was excited, emotional, rosy-cheeked, and full of charm.
When it gets dark, the pleasant tour is about to end.
Andos said with infinite emotion: "Mr. Song, you are simply Ayintong! You know my country and nation so well, and this city so well. I am truly ashamed and honored to be your accompanying tour guide!"
"
Song Sanxi strolled under the ancient pagoda, with a smile on his face that exuded divinity in the setting sun.
"You don't need to praise me like that. I'm just a little interested in the country of Ayin, so I've dabbled a little bit. Look at the time, it's almost time. We have to go to the dinner of the country's leader Modis, right?"
"Yes, sir, please, this way please, get in the car!"
Andos, this thirty-year-old mature Ayin woman, was completely respectful, as if she was just Song Sanxi's little crush.
She felt that this afternoon was the most amazing afternoon in her life.
I have never been so excited and excited.
The Mercedes-Benz motorcade quickly drove towards the state banquet building of Ayin State.
This 3,000-year-old city is full of pagodas and cows.
The setting sun passes over the tops of the Buddhist pagodas, and the light red is tinged with gold. The whole city has an inexplicable charm of Buddha nature.
Buddha was born here, and then spread his branches and leaves to all parts of the world.
Song Sanxi saw it very clearly. After all, Buddhism is just a philosophy.
But I have to say that having spiritual beliefs is better than not having one.
However, Buddha is one thing, and the actual overt and covert struggle between countries is another matter.
Godfather Xi did not forget the purpose of this trip: to exchange the hostages safely and earn money from the Ayin people.
When the motorcade arrived at the State Banquet Building, it was surrounded by sentries and was heavily guarded. It was very atmospheric.
It's always like this here.
Song Sanxi, accompanied by Andos, headed to the main entrance.
At the main entrance, a large number of security guards were already in place.
At the door, Modis, the leader of the Ayin Kingdom, was waiting there with his beautiful daughter Sharana, accompanied by a group of dignitaries.
Among the crowd, the dean of the Medical College of Demanga University was also there, talking to Modise, and his eyes pointed towards Song Sanxi.
Modise touched his white beard and nodded, his eyes filled with surprise and implicit expectation.
His beautiful daughter is simply stunning.
A natural beauty!
He has a standard and perfect Indian face, long eyebrows and bright eyes, and a tall figure, a head taller than his father.
It seems that under that white Indian dress, the undulating figure is at least 1.8 meters!
There was also extreme surprise in her expression.
In fact, everyone here is surprised.
Because the dream scientist who conquered the Indian smallpox virus was so young, so unhurried, calm and calm...