There were whispers from the seats of the delegates behind him, and Shen Yun listened attentively, realizing that in addition to discussing the profound proverbs that Robert said when he admonished Scott, there were still many people talking about the dress of the three of them.

Sure enough, one of the women was saying in a shrill voice, "Hey, did I say we're here to see the show tonight?" Especially the guy in the tuxedo, like the man with cream on my youngest daughter's wedding cake who later called my five-year-old little grandson to bite off his head. ”

The podium was empty, but next to the President of the General Assembly, a brown-skinned, Latino woman in her sixties had already sat down. She wore a dark green suit and skirt, and her wavy black hair was neatly combed back and knotted into a bun, making her look very decent and capable. Shen Yun looked at her pink T-shirt, and couldn't help but be ashamed.

The current Secretary-General of the United Nations is the "little bastard" who used Xie Wuxing as a mantra.

Without the influx of refugees from Vietnam into Australia in the 70s, the United Nations would not have the Secretary-General it is today, that is, the love between Australians and Vietnamese.

The Deputy Secretary-General is a Finn, and although his exaggerated hooked nose has reduced his face a bit, his curly blond hair and nearly two meters tall, as well as his bloody temperament, make this man in his fifties still have the charm to become a contemporary girl idol.

The President of the General Assembly, Ms. Sofia, opened the meeting and asked all to stand and pay tribute to the representatives of the Mission from the Underground Light Continent.

The salute of all delegates to a particular mission was equivalent to the highest courtesy of such an international conference, and the representatives of many countries, although politely standing up, raised their voices of dissatisfaction.

The uproar caused by this negative emotion gave invisible pressure to the three people in front of him at the same time, Robert tried his best to keep smiling, Scott's face darkened again, and Shen Yun felt that his palms were sweating outward.

Ms. Sofia motioned for everyone to sit down and said, "This could be a conference that will change the fate of all humankind, and every participant has the potential to be a witness to this history." So we should feel honored and aware of the increasingly heavy responsibility on our shoulders. Six billion people in this world are at risk of being killed, and if the news is accurate, we have to do something. ”

"Even if it's a nuclear weapon, it's impossible to kill all life on Earth at the same time, right? Even 65 million years ago, the mass extinction event of the Cretaceous period at the end of the Mesozoic Era, which did not end overnight, lasted a million years, and even the word 'extinction' is not appropriate to describe the disappearance of dinosaur populations, because birds have been their descendants to this day. So your argument itself is deeply flawed, and how can you convince the public through us? A British delegate retorted loudly.

As President of the General Assembly, Ms. Sofia did not participate in the debate, and she returned to her seat in silence after the British representative made a rebuttal.

Secretary-General Sean Brown. PANG Zelong. Li stepped onto the podium and continued to explain the meeting in place of Sophia: "If the message from the Underground Light Continent is true, and the natural disasters that have occurred in several major cities in the world before are deliberately carried out by the enemy, blind optimism is to cover our ears and steal the bell, and it will only bring us destruction. I believe that the most precious thing is life, and only when life is there, can the good side of things be established. I also believe that the vast majority of people are thinking the same way I do, not only for ourselves, but for everyone we love and care about. ”

"Then should this kind of blind concern be escalated to a soldier of all grass and trees, and as soon as he hears rumors, he will not hesitate to destroy the good life that has been established?" This is a rebuttal from the representative of France.

The representative of Russia, a red-haired woman with a rosacea, added: "It is still necessary to drive six billion people into the ground like sheep in a pen, and from then on live a dark life like a mouse, leaving the warm sun on the ground to laugh at the ignorance of our human beings!" ”

The words of these people were extremely effective in fanning the flames, and once again aroused heated discussions in the meeting, and some delegates almost left their seats in anger, saying that they did not understand why they had dragged themselves to such a boring evening meeting.

Sean was in danger and turned to the Light Continent mission and asked, "The three of you are here to answer your questions, so can anyone show us evidence that humanity must relocate, and serve as a reference for the United Nations to pass this terrible relocation plan?" ”

Robert had acquiesced to being the leader of the mission, and it was incumbent upon him to be the first to step up to the podium. At this time, Scott tasted the sweetness of not being a bird, and a gloating smile suddenly appeared on the villain's face.

Robert didn't mind that the debate would start on his own, and he stood up and walked to the podium, pointing to the Yankees logo and grimacing at the audience. This provoked another mocking sneer, and some people said, is he a clown who came out of the ground?

Not only did Robert turn a deaf ear to the protests of the delegates, but he also ignored Sean's hints, and walked up to the stage and began to talk about baseball as if no one was around, praising the Yankees' bravery and scoffing at the 1994 Major League Players' Strike. His words aroused the interest of baseball fans among the delegates, while the others were left to the side, staring dumbfounded at the crazy old man behind the podium.

"But," Robert's tone changed sharply at the beginning of the conversation, "all the great baseball players, no matter what Babe. Ruth or Ruth. Gary lost to an eight-year-old boy. Do you know why? ”

The room fell silent, and people's eyes widened, for they had never heard of it before.

Robert Sr. goes on to tell the story of a young boy who, believing himself to be the greatest striker, confidently throws the ball into the air and swings his bat, only to hit the air. He did not give up hope and threw a second throw and strike, but it was still unsuccessful. The third time, the fourth time, he failed, but looking at the big gloves on his hands, he not only didn't cry but laughed happily, saying, "So I'm a great pitcher." ”

This is a story that has touched many Americans, and it has been widely circulated around the world. People are no strangers to the story, but when it comes to the final ending, that is, the whereabouts of the little boy, no one knows or really investigates it, so someone in the table asks more seriously: "May I ask that baseball kid, when he grew up, he really became a great pitcher and beat Babe. Ruth, and Luce. Gary? ”