Chapter 62: A Good Story in China

At this moment, Qi Lin looked at the anchor in front of him, Luo Na, and brought a group of people over, and when he heard people clamoring to listen to his story, Qi Lin suddenly had black lines on his head, and secretly muttered to himself, I am a patient.

"Hello, Mr. Qi, since the story you told one thousand and one nights yesterday spread in Bandle City, people have liked and admired you very much, and I hope to listen to your stories every day in the future, it seems that you are not only a domineering and bold hero, but also a storyteller."

Since Lorna's live broadcast of Qi Lin's storytelling yesterday and suddenly appeared on stage and appeared in the newspaper, the name Qi Lin was even more popular that day, if the people of Bandle City only respected and admired Qi Lin at the beginning, now they are even more curious and happy.

"It's over."

"Do you have time today? We know that you are still recuperating, but there are still many people who want to hear your story. ”

Qi Lin looked at the Yodelers who came to the ward with hope and curiosity on their faces, and even came to visit him with a lot of gifts, hesitated for a moment, and sat up and leaned on the bed.

"Okay."

The anchor expert Luo Na suddenly winked at Qi Lin, and Qi Lin suddenly understood that this must be her idea, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Qi Lin coughed twice, "Okay, I've been telling stories to my friends in a tavern in Bandle City before, it's rare that you look up to me so much today and care about me so much, well, I'll tell you a story called Romance of the Three Kingdoms, this story has been told to many friends before, and since many of them are new faces today, why don't I start from the beginning?" ”

Suddenly, the small palms of the people in the ward of Riodel thundered with applause.

Qi Lin was about to speak, but he didn't expect a camera to be pointed at him, and he suddenly became a little embarrassed, "That, Lorna, why don't you remove this thing, I'm sorry." ”

"Don't, I'm here specifically for your story, you don't know what to do, I'm going to record a show for you."

"Huh? Forget it. Qi Lin suddenly frowned and said.

"Hehe, it's okay, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, and you still have so many stories in your stomach, hurry, don't stop, it's a live broadcast now, and there are many friends in front of the TV who are still waiting for you to tell stories."

"No, it won't." Qi Lin's face was suddenly full of questions.

"Tell me quickly, your heroic deeds and your name and your story have already spread in the past few days, just tell a story, hurry up."

Luo Na urged, but Qi Lin always felt that Luo Na's approach was a bit problematic, but looking at people's waiting faces, he didn't know what the problem was for a while.

So, Qi Lin paused for a moment.

Then, Qi Lin moved his own world, the Chinese literary masterpiece "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", to this completely different world.

Time slipped away slowly, Qi Lin's spittle was flying, his spirit was flying, his body had not fully recovered, he was dancing and coughing when he was excited, Timo and Tristana hurriedly handed over the water with concern, Tristana was attracted by Qi Lin's story, and Timo had already been clamoring for Qi Lin to tell his story.

Qi Lin, as a young man in the 21st century, thinks that he is still full of poetry and books, and there are many people who are rich and rich, but the perverted thing is that Qi Lin has a super memory, although he does not dare to say that he rehearses word by word, but this book that has been read more than 100 times in junior high school and is about to be rotten by himself is remembered clearly every time, and with his own speech art and language style, it is even more unique and very attractive.

In addition, Qi Lin's memory makes the books he has read very impressive, at the beginning, for the exam-oriented education of Great China, Qi Lin memorized a large textbook for a few hours, and after reading the geographical map, even the name of a small island and strait can be remembered clearly, and the perversion of memory is very accessible.

At this moment, the friends watching the live broadcast in front of the TV and the people in the ward were all attracted by Qi Lin's story.

I have to say that the literary masterpiece "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in Greater China is really all-encompassing, and the charm of literary masterpieces is really unstoppable, regardless of the world or nationality.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, Qi Lin had spoken for a full four hours, although Qi Lin had always maintained full enthusiasm, but he was almost tired and tired when he was still recuperating from his injuries.

After speaking, Qi Lin exhaled and lay on the bed, only to see the anchor Luo Na holding the microphone to the camera and said: "Xie Lu, thank you for watching our show, it seems that the big hero Qi Lin is tired today, let us wish Mr. Qi Lin a speedy recovery with our most sincere wishes, and at the same time continue to bring stories to you tomorrow, see you again, we will meet tomorrow." ”

When Qi Lin heard this, he immediately felt bad in his heart, and hurriedly endured the gunshot wound on his shoulder that had not healed and jumped up.

"Wait!"

The people who visited had dispersed, and only Tristana and Teemo were left in the ward, as well as anchor Lorna and the videographer.

"What's wrong? Qi Lin? Lorna smiled sweetly.

"Well, you're coming again tomorrow? Forget it, it's too tiring, and my injuries are not healed yet. Qi Lin looked at Lorna and said.

"You don't share such a good story with everyone, do you talk about the past?" Lorna glanced at Qi Lin.

"That, I didn't have anything to tell my friends about in the tavern in Bandle City before, even if you are like this, are you still planning to put out a show, I can't do this, it's not that I can't talk about it, it's that I really don't have the energy, I don't have to tire me to death every day!"

"Then you're really right, I'm going to put out a show on your storytelling, and I'll ask Xiao Qi to talk about things!" Lorna said seriously.

Xiao Qi said something? When Qi Lin heard this name, he almost didn't fall out of bed, and sighed secretly, I don't have Xiao Cui's famous mouth.

"Forget it, I appreciate your kindness, but I really don't have that energy, you didn't see that I was shot and injured, and I haven't recovered yet, just improvise yesterday and today, if I do this every day in the future, I can't do it." Qi Lin pouted.

"That's not good, you're a celebrity in Bandle City now, your reputation has gone bad, you should do me a favor, besides, your story is really popular, even the executive director of the Bandle City Executive Government said that this show must come out after watching it!"

Qi Lin was dumbfounded, feeling that he had come to this world, this is the rhythm of fire?

I couldn't help but glance at Tristana and Teemo.

I saw Tristana suddenly say, "Tell me about it, it's really interesting." ”

Timo even squinted his eyes and clapped his hands: "It used to be very interesting to listen to you tell those stories in the tavern, come on, big one!" ”

Qi Lin suddenly had a premonition that something was not good for a while, and looked at Lorna in front of him who packed up her props and threw down a sentence that she would come back tomorrow and leave, and suddenly felt powerless, and lay on the bed, playing with ebony and white ivory.

And so the day went by.

The third day of Qi Lin's wake-up came, not long after Qi Lin finished eating, he moved his body, and felt that his physical condition was much better, at least he could get out of bed and walk for the time being.

But the headache is coming, and the anchor expert Lorna and her team are really here again!

And really opened a show, without Qi Lin's consent!

"Hello everyone, welcome to Xiao Qi to talk about things, Mr. Qi's complexion looks good today, the audience in Bandle City can't wait, do you want to talk about One Thousand and One Nights or the Romance of the Three Kingdoms today?"

Qi Lin was suddenly covered with black lines, and he was powerless to complain.

"Well, I'm not feeling well today."

"Mr. Qi, we all hope that your body will recover soon, and I don't ask you to tell too much about coming over today, you can tell us some short stories."

Lorna then spoke again.

"We've learned that you started your storytelling career in a tavern in Bandle City before the Yodeler Race events took place."

"It is said that you are rich in five cars, full of poetry and books, and I heard that these stories were written by you, we all admire, I heard that there is not only the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, One Thousand and One Nights, according to what we know, but also the Water Margin, the Count of Monte Cristo. Dream of Black Mansions etc.

"I'm sorry to correct it, it's a dream of red mansions."

Suddenly, Qi Lin's head was full of black lines, in the past, he just relied on fooling the people in this world with the things in his head, boasting that he wrote it himself, but he didn't expect it to be a hit now. I was just thinking about the addiction of Mr. Storyteller at the beginning, and I didn't expect that there would be a show or something.

"Well, that's okay, I'm not in a good state today, so I'll talk about it."

Then Qi Lin told another short story and called it a day.

After finishing work, Qi Lin grabbed the anchor Luo Na, "Dear, how can you just start the show without my consent?" ”

"Mr. Qi Lin, you can rest assured that the ratings of your program have reached the peak of Bandle City, breaking the record, and your salary is fifty gold coins per month."

"Wow, fifty gold coins a month? That's too profitable, isn't it? Little Lolita Tristana's eyes were full of gold coin symbols dropping, and Teemo muttered a lot of money, enough to buy a lot of food.

I have to say that Qi Lin still understands the weight of fifty gold coins, and suddenly his heart moved, thought about it, gritted his teeth, looked at Luo Na and said, "Okay, I promise you." ”

"But forget it for the past few days, and also, the workload must not exceed one hour a day in the future, otherwise I won't do it!" Qi Lin immediately said stiffly.

"Well, yes, we still have to continue these two days, but we can shorten the production volume by an hour? Okay, I'm going to talk to the above. ”

Another two days have passed, Qi Lin's body has almost recovered, and the gunshot wound on his shoulder has begun to scar, at this moment, Qi Lin began to record and broadcast Xiao Qi's story.

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