Zheng Ying handed the telescope to the middle-aged man beside him, known as Mr. Li.
"Alright, let me take a look."
Mr. Li put on his glasses, took the telescope, and looked towards the stage where Mu Qian was, after a moment he laughed and said, "Remarkable, truly remarkable."
Obviously in a good mood, Zheng Ying asked confusedly, "Mr. Li, what's so remarkable about it?"
Mr. Li extended his hand, gesturing to the ground, "When I first met him, he was just this tall, crawling around in a golden bib, and now he's grown up..."
Mr. Li suddenly stopped, swallowed the word "person," and instead said, "Now he's so grown up."
Hearing this, Zheng Ying laughed and said, "Kids grow up fast, don't we age quickly too?"
Mr. Li nodded, "Yes, now it's the young generation's world, so promising."
Zheng Ying continued, "Not every young person is as wise as Mr. Mu, how many young people with such talent can you find throughout M country?"
