If I let you participate in a dating variety show, will you be able to defeat the national goddess?

Chapter 243 Lin Feng takes over the game and the torture officially begins!
Just when Lin Feng was confused,
Ni Ni also walked towards Lin Feng with a tablet in her arms, excitedly:
"Lin Feng, you're famous!"

Handing the tablet to Lin Feng,

Lin Feng clicked the play button.

This is a poetry analysis of "Song of the Wine" made by a UP host named [Outlaw Zhang San] on Bilibili.

I saw a lawyer in a black suit, frowning.
Staring at the screen seriously:

"Or we should mention "Song of the Wine", which is of course a very good poem, but if we want to discuss some of the ideas in the poem, from a legal perspective--"

"I beg your pardon!"

"For example, this sentence: When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!"

"Sex after drinking is not an excuse! We must stick to our bottom line, don't drive after drinking, and don't drive after drinking!"

"There is also this sentence - I was born with talent and it will be useful. Even if I spend all my money, I will get it back!"

"Faced with the increasingly serious economic situation, my advice is to manage your finances appropriately..."

Opening Strike!
Lin Feng almost couldn't hold it back.

How can a few lines of poetry be related to the law?
Ni Ni blinked her big, lively eyes at Lin Feng and said, "You are very popular on Bilibili. If you don't believe me, just look!"

I only saw the video pushed by Station B.

The video of Lin Feng getting drunk yesterday was spread crazily.

The video of Lin Feng standing by the lake and reciting poems has been viewed over 150 million times.

This……

What an exaggerated amount of dissemination!

Turn off the tablet.

Lin Feng suddenly felt bored and ran to the window to make some tea:
"I'm tired, destroy it, hurry up."

"How many people watch a video of a drunk guy talking nonsense?"

"This generation of netizens is really boring."

The two didn't say much.
Bingbing followed in with the photography team.

She looked at Lin Feng pitifully, with some grievance in her words:

"Lin Feng..."

Objectively speaking,

Since joining CCTV as a reporter, Bingbing has never been rejected for an interview.

Nowadays,

Lin Feng broke her virginity...

Being looked at by a woman with grievance, Lin Feng couldn't hold it in.

I'm free anyway, so if you want to chat, I'll accompany you.

Lin Feng pointed to the seat in front of him and motioned for Bingbing to take a seat:
"Ask whatever you want."

"Thank you Lin Feng!"

Bingbing smiled sweetly at Lin Feng, and then quickly sat opposite her.

Seeing Lin Feng making tea,

There is a teacup on my desk.
Bingbing asked Lin Feng very naturally:

"Can I have a cup of this tea?"

"Please."

After waiting for Lin Feng early in the morning,
This mouth and tongue is indeed a little thirsty.

Bingbing raised her head and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Um?
This taste...

Seems a bit sweet?
Bingbing sipped the tea carefully for a while, "This tea feels cool when it goes down my throat..."

"Could it be aged Pu'er tea picked from Yunnan Province?"

"No."

"Is that the limited-production West Lake Longjing tea from Hangzhou?"

"Not at all."

"Could it be that it is a ten-year-old oolong made by roasting over a fire?"

"neither."

Lin Feng's series of denials made Bingbing a little confused.

“Neither?”

Bingbing frowned immediately.

She considers herself to be a person who is quite knowledgeable about tea.

After drinking tea for decades, he couldn't even tell what kind of tea Lin Feng was in his cup?
This immediately made Bingbing a little confused:

"Then, may I ask Lin Feng——"

"What kind of tea are you drinking?"

Lin Feng blew on the hot drink in the cup, then drank it all in one gulp:

"Iced red tea."

?????????
"puff--"

Bingbing was so frightened that she almost spit out water from her mouth.

Do you make hot drinks out of iced tea?

"Is there a problem?"

Lin Feng looked up.

"No problem, no problem."

Bingbing answered hurriedly.

[Room temperature horse urine, iced Guojiao! Now it seems that not only iced is Guojiao, but also hot iced black tea is Guojiao!]

[Even an experienced tea drinker who has been drinking tea for so many years couldn’t taste it? Really, iced black tea is not deceiving me!]

[Let me give you a little shock from Lin Feng! You didn’t expect that I only drink iced black tea. 】

[——I just played a single 9! Don’t ask me why, because it’s really a 6!]

What scene have you not seen?
When it comes to interviews, Bingbing is a professional. She quickly suppressed her inner shock.

Bingbing took a notebook in her hand, then held a pen in her right hand and looked at Lin Feng:
"Lin Feng, if you agree, I will do an exclusive interview with you on behalf of CCTV."

"Can we start the interview now?"

"Of course." Lin Feng nodded.

"First, I would like to ask Lin Feng a question—"

Bingbing glanced at the brief outline on the notebook and asked Lin Feng,
"Your book The Three-Body Problem: Past Events on Earth has been a big hit in pre-sale and has gained great popularity overseas."

"Many writers and scholars regard you as a role model!" "Then, Lin Feng, in your opinion--"

“What is the biggest difference between foreign writers and Chinese writers in writing?”

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng immediately fell into deep thought.

without any exaggeration--

The sudden appearance of The Three-Body Problem attracted many foreign friends and foreign writers to imitate Lin Feng's writing style.

In a macro sense,
No one is more suitable and qualified to answer this question than Lin Feng!
“What is the biggest difference between foreign writers and Chinese writers?”

After pondering for a while,

Lin Feng looked up at Bingbing in front of him:
"In my opinion, the biggest difference between foreign writers and Chinese writers is——"

“Foreign writers write in foreign languages, while Chinese writers write in Chinese!”

“This is the biggest difference between the two!”

????????
Hearing this,

Bingbing simply couldn't hold it together at all.

She looked at Lin Feng with a rather surprised look, as if to say -

"Is this even possible?!"

[Hahaha, that's fine, foreign writers write in foreign languages, Chinese writers write in Chinese, this is the biggest difference between the two!]

[I couldn't hold it in, and a mouthful of salt soda hit my girlfriend's face!]

[Are you sweating profusely, brother? Let me make you feel the little shock from Lin Feng again!]

[Bingbing’s inner thoughts: Who in my family understands? I’ve met a tough guy!]

【Lin Feng takes over the game, and the torture officially begins. 】

“Is there something wrong with my answer?”

"Okay...it seems to be fine!"

From an objective point of view -

It seems that what Lin Feng said is indeed true. This is the biggest difference in writing styles between writers from the two countries.

But...

Why do I always feel like something is wrong?
Quickly shook his head,
Clear your mind.

Bingbing turned her gaze to Lin Feng again:
"Let's put these things aside for now!"

"May I ask Lin Feng——"

“How did you get to where you are now?”

"A classic that is handed down from generation to generation, at your fingertips!"

"A masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages, written with just a wave of your hand?"

A good article should be created by chance.

Normally speaking, a scholar's life is...

It would be great to have a group of representative works and a poem that can be passed down from generation to generation.

This is a blessing in disguise.

But looking back at Lin Feng——

Whether it is writings or poetry,
They are all at the top of their field!
No one will forget the poetic sentiment of "The clouds look like clothes, the flowers look like faces, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is gorgeous."

No one will forget the generosity and heroism of "Enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

What is the reason?

Only in this way can Lin Feng continuously write such excellent poems?
What is the reason?

Only in this way can Lin Feng's poetic talent be like waves, one after another, endless?
About this question--

Lin Feng really had no way to answer.

I can't just tell you that I traveled through time, right?
After pondering for a while,

Lin Feng looked at Bingbing helplessly:

“There’s no particular reason for this.”

"Maybe this is talent."

"One day, you will suddenly become enlightened like me. Who knows, at that time, you——"

"Much better than I am now."

Lin Feng's answer obviously aroused Bingbing's interest.

Bingbing looked at Lin Feng with interest:

"Then, let Lin Feng see--"

"How long will it take for me to achieve enlightenment based on my qualifications?"

Lin Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said expressionlessly:

"ten years."

This answer obviously cannot satisfy Bingbing.

Bingbing looked at Lin Feng anxiously:

"So, what if I double my penance?"

"If I double my practice, how long will it take to become enlightened?"

This time,
Lin Feng still had no expression on his face.
Looking at Bingbing with an anxious look on her face, he slowly uttered a number:
"Twenty years."

Twenty years?!
How could this be longer than before?
Bingbing obviously couldn't accept Lin Feng's answer.

She leaned forward and looked at Lin Feng eagerly:

"What if I practice day and night without sleep?"

"Look at Lin Feng——"

“How long will it take me to become enlightened?”

Facing Bingbing's relentless pressure,
Lin Feng sighed and shook his head slowly: "Then you will never be enlightened..."

This sentence,

Like a sharp knife, it pierced Bingbing's heart, making it impossible for her to breathe.

He did not hide his doubts at all.
She looked at Lin Feng in confusion: "Why?"

“Why is it that the harder I try, the longer it takes me to become enlightened?”

Lin Feng slowly put down the teacup and looked at Bingbing seriously.

Then, he slowly uttered a sentence that Bingbing will never forget:

"Are you rolling you?"

(End of this chapter)