"I really didn't expect it! Host, you are so outstanding. You must be the mysterious master, right?"
Sabine's brain is a complete mess. What nonsense is this about me? If I were that awesome, why would I be a host?
"You've misunderstood, Elder Ba. How dare I show off in this humble abode?"
When Sa Beining denied it, not only were the eight elders confused, but the audience was also dumbfounded.
"Who exactly is this mysterious master? I'm so anxious!"
"They all denied it on stage. Didn't Chairman Bai say it was on stage?"
As for Chen Feng, because the perspective was led by the Eight Elders, the audience overlooked him.
But there were still some clear-headed viewers, mostly those watching on television, who started leaving comments.
"Could it be Chen Feng? Has anyone noticed that Chen Feng is the only one on stage who hasn't been asked a question?"
"My goodness, I hadn't even realized it until you told me. This is unbelievable!"
"Chen Feng? Impossible, how old is he? This is utterly ridiculous."
"I think it should be one of the other two judges..."
On the show, the eight elders were also a little angry, and they looked at Bai Yizhong.
"President Bai, this is wrong of you. Why are you playing us like this?"
Bai Yizhong smiled.
"When have I ever made fun of you?"
"You said it was on stage, but we've asked everyone here, why wasn't it there?"
Elder Liu, one of the eight elders, spoke.
"oh..."
Are you sure you've asked everyone?
Bai Yizhong asked.
"Of course, look, there's more on this stage..."
Old Lu turned around and saw Chen Feng across from him with a half-smile. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
At this moment, the entire venue fell silent.
Because everyone realized what was happening.
There was indeed one person on the stage who hadn't been asked yet, and that was Chen Feng.
Suddenly, the same thought popped into everyone's mind.
But that idea was just too terrifying.
Sabinen took two steps back and plopped down on the ground; the answer in his heart was too hard to accept.
No way, no way, what's going on?
How could anyone have such a crazy idea?
This is a true reflection of everyone's feelings.
"President Bai, is this really necessary? Why have you been toying with us so many times?"
The eight elders blushed, already harboring considerable resentment.
"Are you trying to tell me that Chen Feng is the so-called mysterious master?"
Bai Yizhong didn't answer, but instead looked at Chen Feng, who was watching the show from a distance: "Chen Feng, what do you think?"
Chen Feng shrugged and said casually, "I don't care."
"You rude brat."
"How dare you impersonate a master! You're just a greenhorn..."
"Everyone, Chen Feng is the mysterious master you've been talking about."
A loud flash of lightning struck the minds of the eight elders, the entire audience, and the entire nation. Boom! A deafening sound exploded in their minds.
Everyone was stunned; the scene was breathtaking.
With Bai Yizhong's confirmation, the Eight Elders' worldview collapsed.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry, how could this be? Chen Feng is a devil, he's terrifying."
"The mysterious master is actually Chen Feng! My God, is he omnipotent? How can he do everything?"
"Poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—Fengshen has already mastered seven of them, which is unprecedented and will never be surpassed. He will become an indelible star in our country forever."
"I really can't believe it, but it all feels so believable. As the person upstairs said, he has mastered poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. The only skill he hasn't shown yet is chess, but I believe he must be extremely skilled in it as well."
"Is a 26-year-old young man who can reach the pinnacle in every aspect of poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, chess, and chess just a human? Absolutely not, he's a god."
The eight old men's mouths were wide open, and their aged faces seemed to grow even older.
"President Bai, are you...are you joking with us?"
Do I look like I'm joking to you?
Bai Yizhong gave a serious answer.
"That's right. All the calligraphy and poems at the beginning of the program were written by Chen Feng. I saw them with my own eyes."
Li Siye said softly.
This completely confirmed Chen Feng's identity as the mysterious master.
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible!"
The eight elders of Huayu immediately changed their expressions, roared to the sky, and some even fell straight backward.
Fortunately, the staff were already prepared and reacted quickly amidst the gasps of many people, managing to lift him onto a stretcher.
The eight elders felt ashamed as if they were naked and being stared at, recalling their earlier words of devotion to the mysterious master.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe that a mere greenhorn like him could write such exquisite calligraphy. I don't believe it."
Some of the eight elders started shouting and completely disrupted the program's order.
This was almost a serious broadcasting accident, but the ratings not only didn't drop, they actually soared.
People from all over the country and countless viewers came to visit.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let me tell you, hurry up and watch the Poetry and Books Years program on Panda TV, it's so damn exciting."
"What? What's so interesting about poetry? Don't you know Chen Feng has exploded again? Go watch it now."
"My dear, your favorite Chen Feng is truly an all-rounder. He is skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and prose."
"Son, what are you doing, playing ball? Get back here right now, there's a show you absolutely have to watch..."
Bai Yizhong had expected the eight elders of Huayu to struggle in their death throes. He looked at Chen Feng with a clear meaning in his eyes.
Since things have come to this point, you should prove yourself, old man.
Upon seeing Bai Yizhong's gaze, Chen Feng immediately understood and stood up.
Just like last year, when he rose from the Lee Tsung-Sheng Youth Concert, an era has arrived where a super all-around superstar shines upon the heavens.
"Paper, pen, please..."
A powerful roar sent the entire audience into a frenzy.
They knew that Chen Feng was trying to prove himself as a master.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry up!"
Bai Yizhong and Li Siye were excited. Given Chen Feng's tendency to remain silent until he makes a stunning statement, they knew he was definitely holding back something big this time.
Zhao Anqi's face was extremely ugly. At this point, she was convinced that the mysterious master was Chen Feng.
Yes, someone who has endless inspiration in music, captivating lyrics, and world-renowned paintings is abnormal in itself.
Now it's even more perverted, what's the problem?
The old man's face was as pale as paper. They kept praying, hoping that Chen Feng was just putting on an act. If it really was him, they would have no face to live.
The host and staff quickly brought out paper and pens.
And someone was prepared to shoot in high definition, so that the images could be projected onto the big screen and the audience could witness the great moment together.
Chen Feng held the brush, pondered for a moment, and began to write.
This time, he will once again leave behind a masterpiece that will last for eternity, a work of unparalleled excellence in both poetry and calligraphy.
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