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Chen Fei's sudden kneeling made everyone present, including Quan Zhilong himself, a little confused.

In the live broadcast room, the barrage was like an explosion.

"???"

"???? What is he doing?"

"Kneel down? Is Chen Fei crazy?"

"Damn it, this horse is kneeling down openly?"

"Did you lose your face and be sent abroad?"

Seeing that everyone on the barrage was scolding Chen Fei, his fans and Inu Zhilong's fans even wanted to defend themselves.

"What's wrong with kneeling down? It's understandable that people get excited when they see their idols."

"Yes, this is gd. If I see it, I will kneel down."

"My Inu Zhilong is so awesome. Domestic artists will never reach this level."

"Gd has always been Fei Ge's idol, right? As his fan, I can understand this behavior."

Most netizens saw that these idiot fans didn't even realize the seriousness of the problem, so they simply started trolling on the barrage.

"I'm qnmlg, we're recording a show. How can your master kneel down to a stick in front of so many people?"

"As a public figure, when you go abroad, you represent the face of the country. How are you doing this?"

"I'm a big idiot. What does kneeling mean you don't know?"

"This kind of person should get out of the entertainment industry."

"..."

Just when the netizens were arguing fiercely, Quan Zhilong at the scene was the first to react. He glanced at Chen Fei who was kneeling in front of him with a contemptuous look, and reached out to pick up the bouquet of flowers.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng became angry instantly. He cursed "Fuck you, mud horse", rushed forward quickly, snatched the bouquet of flowers from Chen Fei's hand, threw it on the ground and stepped on it several times. .

As soon as everyone was awakened by this Chinese quintessence sentence, they were a little confused by his operation. Everyone was thinking, "Is this guy crazy? He is live broadcasting now."

Let's talk about Inu Zhilong. Before he could receive the flowers, the Chinese people who suddenly appeared in front of him snatched them away and threw them to the ground and stepped on them a few times. He could only withdraw his palms in embarrassment and look at him with angry eyes. The other person said, "Who are you?"

The translator on the side quickly stepped forward and was about to explain the meaning of this stick idiom to Chen Feng when he saw the other person waved his hand at him and said, "No, I can understand. Tell him, my name is Chen Feng."

The translator was stunned for a moment, and then translated to Quan Zhilong, "His name is Chen Feng, and he is a singer from China."

Inu Zhilong asked, "Chen Feng? I've never heard of this name. He doesn't know who I am?"

Chen Feng said calmly, "Who you are is none of my business."

Hearing this sentence, the translator felt embarrassed. What if he told the other party truthfully? This show was even recorded. After hesitating for a long time, he hesitated and said, "He said he doesn't know you."

Inu Zhilong's expression changed instantly. This Chinese man didn't recognize him? So he said in an arrogant tone, "My name is Inushiryu."

Chen Feng took out his ears and asked, "What's Quan Zhi? My ears are a bit deaf and I can't hear clearly."

The translator sighed and said helplessly, "He said he knew."

Chen Feng glanced at the translator and thought to himself, "If I hadn't redeemed the stick words at the system mall in advance, I might have been fooled by you."

But he can understand it, after all, the other party is just a staff member of the program team, and there is no reason for others to lose their jobs because of this matter.

At this moment, Chen Fei, who had been in a state of confusion, stood up from the ground and asked Chen Feng, "What are you doing?"

Chen Feng sneered, "What am I doing? If I weren't recording a show, I would have beaten you up today. Do you know how to write the word "disgraceful"? "

Chen Fei said angrily, "Are you sick? What's wrong with sending flowers to my idol when I see him?" After saying that, he reached out and pushed Chen Feng.

He was suddenly pushed by the other party, but Chen Feng still stood motionless on the spot. He stretched out his right hand and picked up the other party's collar like a chicken. He lowered his head and looked down at Chen Fei, who was a head shorter than himself, "You I don’t have a problem with sending flowers or anything like that, but do you know what you’re doing?”

Seeing this scene, everyone around them quickly stepped forward to separate the two, "Calm down, you two calm down."

Chen Feng also knew what to do. After all, he was still recording the show, and it was also live broadcast. So he stopped when he felt good, released his right hand and put the other person on the ground, patted him hard on the shoulder, smiled and said to everyone, "I was just joking with him."

Chen Fei felt his shoulders sink. Just when he was about to say something, he saw director Qian Jin shaking his head at him. He could only suppress the anger in his heart and agreed with a smile, "Yes, we are joking. Woolen cloth."

The translator on the side responded very quickly and explained to everyone in rm, "The two of them were having fun. This was a program that had been rehearsed in advance."

In the live broadcast room, netizens were a little confused at first, but they were not stupid and knew that this was definitely not a program.

"666, Chen Feng is so handsome. His Chinese quintessence sentence just made me laugh to death."

"Man, if he wasn't recording a show, Chen Feng would really dare to beat him."

"Support Chen Feng, that Chen Fei is too shameful."

"From now on, Chen Fei is a black man and a spineless thing."

"Kneeling down before a stick is a disgrace to us Chinese people."

"You bitch, is this worthy of being a star?"

"Is there anyone who understands Bangzi language? Can you translate the conversation between the two of them?"

"Isn't this simple? Inu Shiryu asked him who he was, and then asked him that he didn't know him?"

"Why does Chen Feng want to know him? You really think you are so awesome."

"Yes, but it's quite surprising that Chen Feng can understand stick language."

"..."

On the other side, whether it was the celebrities from China or the people from rm, they all knew that the scene just now was definitely not a show, and their eyes were almost all on Chen Feng.

Quan Zhilong: "How dare this hateful Chinese be so rude to me and not even recognize me? Chen Feng, I remember this name."

Jin Zhongguo: "What a strong force, he could easily lift that man up with one hand.

Luo Ziyi: "Chen Fei is so embarrassed. Fortunately, that guy interrupted him in time."

Zhao Ying: "Kneel down before a stick? How disgusting."

Wang Yongqiang: "If this brother can handle it, he should beat Chen Fei to death."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Chen Feng's face turned red and he said shyly, "Ahem, although I know I am handsome, I will be shy if everyone looks at me like this."

Everyone's face turned dark and they secretly said, "Bah."

Liu Zaishi, a former host, saw that something was not right in the atmosphere, so he stepped forward to break the deadlock and applauded, "Welcome all Chinese guests. To show respect, our rm has specially prepared a sumptuous lunch for everyone."

The translator explained to everyone, Huo Tian nodded at Liu Zaishi and said with a smile, "Thank you, senior Liu Zaishi. To be honest, I am indeed a little hungry."

"You're welcome. This is as it should be. Please come with me."

Everyone followed Liu Zaishi to a very luxuriously decorated room, looking forward to what kind of lunch the other party would prepare.

But when they saw the kimchi and fried chicken on the table, the sense of anticipation disappeared instantly.

But it was hard for everyone to say anything, after all, Bangzi Country did prefer these two kinds of food.

"No, that's it?"