Looking at the green and endless mountains in front of her, she put her hands to her mouth, forming the shape of a trumpet, and shouted at the distant mountains: "Shen Jinghua, you have a more advanced modern mind than others, you will definitely become Miracle of this era, come on!!!"
The clear and loud sound shot straight into the sky, and the empty mountains immediately echoed with endless echoes, as if there were many Shen Jinghuas continuing to shout and respond.
