"I must say, this hidden activity was incredibly creative! The drinking game not only tested our wits and reflexes, but more importantly, it deepened our emotional connection. The drinking culture of China was on full display at that moment. Director Qin is truly a genius in cultural tourism planning who understands us best."
"It's already amazing to be able to drink alcohol at an official event, but what's even more amazing is that these are all top-quality wines. Wow! They even have Moutai from ten years ago. I'd rather die than leave this room today."
The tourists' chatter was like the chirping of cicadas on a summer afternoon, rising and falling in a lively and bustling atmosphere.
They sat around in the carefully arranged space, their eyes sparkling with excitement and curiosity for the unknown challenges, but their body language revealed a subtle restraint.
Faced with this unexpected feast, everyone tried to maintain their composure and politeness.
In this subtle atmosphere, Qin Zian walked to the center of the field with a calm and unhurried demeanor, revealing a gentle and refined temperament in every gesture.
He clapped his hands lightly, attracting everyone's attention, and then slowly walked to the row of wine jars displaying various fine wines.
Among the many wine jars, Qin Zian selected an old wine that looked ancient and was covered with the marks of time.
He carefully peeled off the seal, and a rich and complex aroma of wine instantly filled the entire space.
Even the tourists outside couldn't help but take a deep breath, greedily trying to savor the aroma of the wine.
At this moment, Qin Zian, holding a wine jug, walked with a smile toward the contestants who had just passed the level with a perfect score.
His eyes were full of encouragement and appreciation, as if every drop of wine carried his recognition and blessings for these outstanding players.
Then, Qin Zi'an poured a full glass of wine for each contestant who passed the test with a perfect score.
The clear, transparent liquid swayed gently in the delicate wine glass, shimmering with an alluring luster, causing everyone to involuntarily swallow.
"Come on, let's drink first as a sign of respect!"
Qin Zian's voice was loud and infectious, and his words were like a warm current... instantly melting away the tourists' restraint and barriers.
He raised his glass, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, his eyes sparkling with sincerity and expectation.
Under Qin Zian's leadership, the contestants who had passed the level with a perfect score also raised their glasses. Their eyes met at that moment, forming an indescribable tacit understanding and unity.
With a crisp clinking of glasses, the contestants who had passed with a perfect score all downed their drinks in one gulp.
The wine glided down my throat, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and satisfaction. It was not only a pleasure for the taste buds, but also a comfort for the soul.
At this moment, all the restraint and unfamiliarity vanished, replaced by mutual trust and closeness.
After finishing his drink, Qin Zian smiled at everyone, his eyes shining with an even more determined light.
"Friends, congratulations again on passing the 'Cultural Clash' challenge with flying colors and arriving at our hidden cabin. You can stay here for an hour and drink and play drinking games with your friends from different countries."
"As you all know, the wines at Hidden Cottage are all good. But even the best wines should be consumed in moderation. Our purpose tonight is to enjoy wine with friends, not to get ourselves completely drunk."
"Without further ado, everyone can start exploring on their own! I hope that today's drinks and finger-guessing game will give you a sense of challenge, the charm of the culture, and a precious friendship."
As Qin Zian finished speaking, the emotions of these players who had achieved perfect scores were completely ignited.
They smiled at each other, their eyes sparkling with anticipation for the relaxing time that was about to unfold.
Some people couldn't wait to start looking for suitable partners for rock-paper-scissors, wanting to take advantage of this rare opportunity to show off their skills.
Others prefer to first engage in in-depth conversations with their foreign friends, sharing their stories and cultures, allowing their hearts to grow closer without them even realizing it.
The atmosphere inside the cabin gradually became lively and cheerful, with the sounds of drinking games, laughter, and cheers blending together to create a beautiful symphony.
The contestants stood or sat, forming small circles, each with a happy smile on their face.
Under the warm light of the hidden cabin, every corner was filled with laughter that transcended national borders.
Here, language is no longer a barrier to communication, but rather an ingredient that adds a touch of fun and challenge.
The deep, infectious voice of the man from Northeast China was like a fire in winter, instantly igniting the enthusiasm in the entire space.
"No, no, no, don't keep fish!"
The Northeastern man's shouts carried a touch of humor and straightforwardness unique to the region, drawing the attention of those around him.
He widened his eyes, his fingers tracing arcs in the air, pointing directly at the Russian man opposite him, whose face was covered in a thick beard and whose eyes held a hint of confusion.
The Russian was clearly taken aback by the sudden enthusiasm, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Seeing that the Russian didn't understand what he was saying, the Northeastern man put on an even more energetic performance, determined not to let the Russian take advantage of the situation to "raise fish".
He first pointed to the Russian's almost untouched wine glass, then exaggeratedly turned his own glass upside down, showing the clean and neat bottom, as if giving a silent speech.
"You like me, drinking every last drop... not a single drop left, that's what you call bold!"
The Northeastern man's eyes were full of encouragement and expectation, as if he were telling the Russian that true friendship was hidden in each glass of fine wine that had been emptied.
The old man was deeply moved by this enthusiasm. He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. His laughter contained both his appreciation for the straightforward character of the Northeastern man and his relief at his previous hesitation.
Without hesitation, he raised his glass and downed it in one gulp, the action clean and decisive, as if announcing his joining and integration to everyone.
After finishing his drink, the Russian man, imitating the Northeastern man, also turned his glass upside down.
"Over, over!"
The Russian tried to express himself in his broken Chinese, but his understanding of the game rules was clearly somewhat flawed.
The man from Northeast China wasn't going to end the drinking session with him once he finished his drink; rather, the drinking game with him was just beginning.
Then, the man from Northeast China burst into hearty laughter. He patted the Russian man on the shoulder and solemnly corrected him, "No, no, no, it's just the beginning."
As he spoke, the man from Northeast China picked up the bottle again and refilled the Russian's glass.
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