I'm a chef.

Wei Fatzi was silent.

He seemed to remember the fear of being dominated by Lu Yuan's cooking skills.

He didn't remember anything else.

The only thing I remember is that it was a gloomy day.

As gloomy as his heart.

You're a fucking cook, too?

He turned his head away from the penguin boy subconsciously.

There is no other reason.

I just don't want to see Lu Yuan's shameless face.

Albeit......

He wears a penguin hood.

"Wow, are you opening a restaurant?" After everyone was momentarily stunned, Jiajia walked around Lu Yuan, and then looked at Lu Yuan jokingly.

"Well, it's kind of a restaurant. ”

"Wow, are we blessed today...... I'm a standard foodie, oh penguin boy. ”

"Ahem, cooking may have regressed. ”

"Oh, okay, but even if it regresses, it shouldn't be bad......"

"Well, so-so, hehe. ”

"Haha, don't be modest!" Jiajia laughed, she thought that this chubby penguin boy was still quite interesting, at least it gave her a very stable feeling.

As for the identity of this penguin boy......

Well, Jiajia would never have guessed.

"Jiajia, do you have any other questions to ask, if you don't ask, just replace the next ......one" He Ming smiled and shook his head.

Mr. Lu, the smoke bomb is still quite large, if it weren't for someone who knows the inside story, he wouldn't have guessed it at all......

It seems that the difficulty has increased exponentially.

"Oh, I'll ask one last question......"

"Okay. ”

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Jiajia smiled as she stared at Lu Yuan's eyes.

"Nope. Lu Yuan shook his fat hood and shook his head, his voice was natural, without any traces of PS.

"Why don't men who know how to cook have girlfriends?"

"Should a man who can cook have a girlfriend?"

"That's right, okay, Mr. He, I can't guess, let's be next......" Jiajia finally gave up after going around Lu Yuan's side again, she didn't study poetry, and she didn't pay attention to it on weekdays, so even if she had the opportunity to ask questions, she didn't know what to ask......

"Haha, okay, let's replace it with another one, Shen Zhiwei, do you have any questions for the penguin boy? By the way, I can only ask two questions......" He Ming glanced at Shen Zhiwei, who had been tragically serving as a background board outside the camera.

"Hmm!" Shen Zhiwei nodded, and after noticing the direction of the camera, he came to Lu Yuan very seriously and turned around, and after a little contemplation, he showed a smile that seemed to understand, "Are you weighing more than one hundred and fifty?"

"It's not. ”

"Oh, are you writing mainly modern poetry or classical poetry?"

"Well, for now, I'm supposed to be a classicist. ”

"You are Guo Jingyao, Teacher Guo!"

"Not ......"

“......”

Shen Zhiwei couldn't think of anything else for a while after seeing the refusal, and he shook his head after hesitating.

He said he couldn't guess.

"An Xiao, you look like you're about to move, let's ask next......" He Ming knew that Lu Yuan's identity was now covered by a thick layer of fog, and this fog was estimated to be difficult to uncover.

"Is your hometown Jiangsu and Zhejiang?"

"Well, yes. ”

"Are you under thirty?"

"Yes. ”

An Xiao frowned, looked the penguin boy up and down again, and then stared at Lu Yuan's eyes, which seemed to reveal a hint of sharpness.

This sharpness seems to be able to see through Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan also stared at her eyes, his gaze was very calm, and he seemed to have no fear......

The two of them just looked at each other like this, and just looked at each other......

"You should be Feng Ming, the youngest representative of the classical poetry school, no, you must be Teacher Feng Ming. An Xiao thought about it for a long time and finally came up with such a name, he didn't have a girlfriend, he wasn't fat, he was a chef, and he was a poet......

An Xiao really can't think of a second person.

"I'm not ......," Lu Yuan laughed.

He suddenly found that everyone was drunk and I felt very good when I was alone.

He just stood here for everyone to guess, and no one could guess who he was.

Very comfortable.

“......”

An Xiao exhaled deeply, at this moment she was really out of luck, she almost thought about all the people in the modern classical poetry school who met such conditions, and finally couldn't find any answers.

Isn't this the kind of poet who just started out but didn't have a name? If that's the case, it's normal to guess.

But it's impossible, it's impossible for the show "Happy Camp" to find this kind of poet without cards, right? Otherwise, wouldn't we be making a joke? Except that the whole Shonan Station is crazy, otherwise this is unreasonable......

An Xiao said that he couldn't figure it out.

"Director Wei, do you have anything you want to ask?"

"I ...... I'd better forget it...... I don't read much poetry on weekdays, and even if I asked, I couldn't guess...... Hehe. ”

"What about you, Director Li?"

"Me too. ”

Wei Fatzi really didn't want to play such a bad scene with Lu Yuan.

He was really shocked by Lu Yuan's position as a chef.

At this moment, he wanted to be quietly a backdrop and wait for the moment when the puzzle was revealed......

As for Li Qi......

He saw that Wei Fatzi was used as a background board, so he simply used it as a background board himself.

"Oh, well, where's Shu Yao?"

"I think you're like an acquaintance of mine, I have a gut feeling that we must have met before, have we met in the past six months?"

"Well, yes. Lu Yuan looked at Liu Shuyao and laughed.

"Oh...... I guess you should be more than just a poet and a chef, well, you should have other identities in the circle, right? My circle means referring to the entertainment industry, can you say another identity? Well, I suspect that your identity as a poet is just a cover-up!" Liu Shuyao asked this question very seriously.

She felt that the penguin boy's poet identity might be a cover, and she felt that everyone might be confused by the poet's identity, after all, in this society, as long as you write a random poem, you can be considered a poet, right?

She can be considered a poet.

"Well, actually, I'm still a singer......"

"Is it a singer-songwriter or a ......"

"That's the third question......"

"Oh. Liu Shuyao shook his head, then looked at Lu Yuan for a long time, and finally closed his eyes, "I can't guess...... However, I know that you are definitely not a poet, at least not the kind of poet that is officially recognized!"

Lu Yuan was silent.

He didn't know if he was officially recognized, and he never even paid attention to it.

After coming into this world, he copied two poems......

Is this considered a poet? Lu Yuan felt that this was not counted.

"Okay, okay, Shu Yao, you are wrong about this, he is a poet recognized by the official Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and his poems are still quite high in the official evaluation...... Okay, Bear, is there anything you'd like to ask the penguin boy?"

"That'...... I would like to ask, what type of songs do you usually sing?"

"Let's rock the genre for a while. ”

"Does your Weibo have a lot of followers, at least more than 100,000?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you should be a rock V on Weibo, Strange Rock!" The host named Xiaoxiong pushed his glasses, played a little handsome under the camera, and finally looked at Lu Yuan.

"Not ......"

“......”

Well, at this moment he also took a break.

After the break, he continued to be his backdrop.

The audience below was also a little speechless, so many conditions, so many questions did not ask who this penguin boy was, this is really speechless......

The audience couldn't guess who this man was.

Although they couldn't guess, the more curious they became about the penguin boy's identity......

Who is this person? Singing rock and roll, officially acknowledging a poet, and a chef, it's really inexplicable.

Is there really such a person in this world?

"Penguin Boy...... We can't guess who you are, okay, you won......" He Ming laughed, "Before the unveiling, I saw that all the guests had doubts about your identity as a poet, I thought could you come to a poem on the spot to dispel these people's suspicions first?"

"Cough, cough, Mr. He, don't put a high hat on me, what kind of poet am I, I'm an amateur......"

"Haha, no, you are modest, although you don't have many poems, but it is definitely impossible to be amateur and can be compared, I have inquired, many leaders of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles are full of praise for your poems. ”

"Haha, that's all false praise, false praise......" Lu Yuan continued to shake the heavy back cover.

"Look, Mr. Penguin Boy, we and the audience are watching you, or you can write a poem on the spot to dispel our doubts, or read aloud a poem that you have written." Jiajia came to Lu Yuan's side at this time, and she was very excited.

"Yes, I'll listen to any song. An Xiao also looked at Lu Yuan.

She felt really incredible.

"Alright, alright...... Don't force Mr. Penguin Boy, his identity as a poet is beyond doubt, you'll know when he takes off his hood......" He Ming looked at Lu Yuan and was silent and felt that these people made Lu Yuan feel a little difficult, and he was ready to get over this embarrassment, after all, writing poetry or anything needs inspiration, if there is inspiration, then it is really easy to say, if there is no inspiration, then it is useless to force it, anyway, the effect of the show is not bad now, and it is estimated that he will get a bigger surprise after Lu Yuan unveils his face, but at this time......

"Okay...... Can I write a little modern poem?" Lu Yuan shook his bloated body, and then looked at everyone.

"Good!"

He Ming was a little stunned.

Really?

"That, Mr. He, I can get rid of the voice changer, this voice changer makes me not used to it......"

"Oh, just press it here. ”

"Is that so?"

"Yes!"

"Good. ”

When Lu Yuan pressed the voice changer, he moved his body, and then looked at everyone on the stage and the audience.

The audience's gaze is varied.

Expectant, questioning, negative, strange......

As for the people on stage......

All right.

Except for Wei Fatzi and Li Qi, they were all more curious.

Lu Yuan smiled.

He still recited a few modern poems.

After all, when I was studying, no one had modern poetry in their textbooks

Lu Yuan let out a long sigh of relief and cleared his throat......

The lights all shone on him at this moment, and a strange light seemed to emerge.

It's time to take the initiative to pretend!

And Liu Shuyao stared at the penguin boy in front of him, and the sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

As for An Xiao, his eyes narrowed.

Modern poetry?

"The night gave me black eyes......"

Lu Yuan silently read out such a sentence in a vicissitudes of tone.

An Xiao was stunned.

She could hear that it was Lu Yuan's voice.

Liu Shuyao was also stunned.

She heard it too.

"But I use it to find light!"

Lu Yuan continued to say the next sentence in a voice of vicissitudes, but in this sentence, he added a sense of hope.

After two sentences, Lu Yuan looked at everyone silently.

The crowd also looked at him silently.

Why don't you read it?

Is it brewing?

He Mingdu felt a little strange.

He was waiting for Lu Yuan to continue reading.

However, Lu Yuan didn't read it again.

There was silence......

"I'm all right. Lu Yuan seemed to feel that the atmosphere would be weird if he was silent any longer, and he subconsciously reminded him after he didn't have the pleasure of pretending to be forced as he imagined.

“？？？”

After hearing Lu Yuan say that he was better, He Ming didn't react for a while, and the whole person was still in a state of confusion.

That's it?

Two sentences.

Gone?

Wait, if you think about it carefully, this sentence seems to ......

Something?

..............................

“？？？”

"Gone?"

"That's it?"

"Just a sentence?"

"The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find the light......! It seems that a very philosophical sentence ......"

"This ......"

"It's a bit short, but I think it's quite thought-provoking. ”

"He took off his hood......"

"Wait......"

"He's ......"

"He's, he's!"

“......”

There was a lot of discussion off the stage.

But after Lu Yuan took off his mask, the chatter suddenly stopped.

When they saw the familiar Lu Yuan, they remembered Lu Yuan's other identity.

It seems to have been forgotten for a long time.

Those who don't understand still don't understand.

But those who understand are suddenly suddenly sudden.

He......

A poet indeed, yes.