Chapter 219: How to Interpret a Monk?

This moment.

All the spotlights on the stage were given to Chen Feng.

He stood proudly on the stage, holding the microphone, his eyes were shining, looking at Mr. You and said lightly: "The ultimate meaning of the performance I understand is the four words 'the play becomes true'. ”

"Only by comprehending these four words and doing these four words can I return to the basics."

"If you want to do these four words, you need an epiphany."

"It's about understanding what 'resonance' is all about."

"Teacher You, this is my understanding."

"But if you want me to explain exactly what resonance is, what epiphany is, and what it means to return to basics, I may not be able to say."

"It was purely a feeling."

"That's it, I'm done."

Chen Feng put down the microphone.

The scene was instantly thunderous.

Everyone listened with enthusiasm.

But think about it carefully, did Chen Feng say anything?

It doesn't seem to say anything.

This is the art of language.

Mr. You nodded with a smile: "I like the words 'drama comes true' very much." Because I also have a little bit of a personal experience. However, this perception is difficult to say. ”

"Chen Feng, is this good?"

"I'll give you a question temporarily, you can try to feel it."

"This topic is the monk."

"I hope you can feel how to interpret a monk, how to interpret a monk, and how to have an epiphany in this role."

"Let me see if you feel the same way I do."

"Can it be done?"

As soon as Mr. You's voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.

It's another on-the-spot test.

In the past, every on-the-spot test for Chen Feng could make him shine and gain a large number of fans.

Will the myth continue this time?

Live streaming platform.

[Interpreting a monk? Isn't that simple? Wear a fake hood and recite two sentences of goose rice tofu? 】

[Does Mr. You have something to say? 】

[After he played the Living Buddha of Jigong back then, did he really have an epiphany? ] 】

[There is a possibility.] Master Lin, a master of ghost hunting, refused to see anyone a month before his death, and butterflies wrapped around the coffin after his death, which is said to be very evil. It is said that he has played too many heavenly masters and has already entered the Tao. 】

[It's a bit mysterious.] 】

[Panic? How does Chen Feng interpret a monk? You can't just shave your head on the spot, right? 】

[There's no need to shave your head, and Jigong Living Buddha hasn't shaved your head. People even drink wine and eat meat. Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart. 】

[Look at Chen Feng's. 】

……

on stage.

Faced with the problem posed by Mr. You, Chen Feng gladly accepted it.

"Teacher You, I can give it a try."

As soon as he finished speaking, the prompt sound of the system sounded in his head.

[Ding, the target character 'High Monk' that the host is about to perform has been detected, and congratulations to the host for becoming a true Buddha Monk.] 】

[Congratulations to the host for comprehending the true meaning of 'Pudu Sentient Beings'.] 】

Replacing the role of a senior monk, Chen Feng's expression changed.

Become gentle.

The eyes are flat and clear.

Chen Feng immediately sat cross-legged, folded his hands, and said loudly: "Amitabha, good, good. ”

On the judging stand.

Teacher Feng suddenly laughed.

picked up the microphone and looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile: "Chen Feng, if you recite the Buddha name and put your hands together, you will be called a monk?" I can do that, too. ”

"No, Teacher Feng can't."

Chen Feng smiled faintly and shook his head.

"Why can't I?"

Teacher Feng walked aside with great interest, sat directly on the empty seat next to him, folded his hands and smiled, "Isn't this okay for me?" ”

Chen Feng shook his head and said gently, "Teacher Feng is just imitating. There is no Buddha in my heart, and I am just an empty shell. ”

"Hehe, aren't you imitating too?"

Teacher Han on the other side couldn't help it, and said with a smile: "Chen Feng, Teacher You asked you to interpret the monk, at least you have to shave your head, right?" ”

"Bald?"

Chen Feng touched his hair and smiled: "What is hair?" Does the little monk have hair? Who told you that the little monk is hair? ”

Teacher Han laughed and said, "You're not hair, is it a brush?" ”

"Maybe."

Chen Feng said lightly: "The four major monks are empty, and the flesh and skin are all outside the body. Teacher Han can call it hair or brush, which is basically the same for the little monk. ”

Teacher Han: "......"

Chen Feng smiled loudly: "The sunset incense remnants remove the mortal heart a little, and there is no fire in the furnace to put the horse aside." ”

Teacher Han: "......"

A bewildered face.

What does it mean?

Teacher Feng was also confused.

Live streaming platform.

Netizens fryed.

[, no. Chen Feng was so zen as soon as he opened his mouth? I got goosebumps when I heard it. 】

[Worship, suddenly feel that Chen Feng is really like an incomprehensible fan. 】

[It's too bullish, this kind of Zen language comes when you open your mouth? 】

【…… What kind of knowledge do you have? The rattle of the rainbow fart, have you never heard of this kind of thing? Isn't that just an anagram? The sunset incense remnants remove the mortal heart, and if there is no fire in the furnace, putting the horse aside is not a 'donkey'. Together, it's a 'bald donkey'. 】

[I'm rubbing, upstairs cock is big.] 】

[Yes, it's just an anagram.] The mystery is a bald donkey. The point is, what does Chen Feng mean by this? Is it satirizing monks? 】

[No, he just used this anagram to show that he is in the same realm as the Living Buddha Jigong, right? Laughing and scolding the game in the world. 】

[Over-interpreted.] 】

[There are so many talents online. 】

……

Live streaming.

Everyone was confused.

was confused by Chen Feng's words.

Only Mr. You had a solemn expression, looked at Chen Feng and suddenly asked, "Chen Feng, let me ask you a question." ”

"Teacher You, excuse me."

Mr. You looked at Chen Feng seriously: "Monks need to abide by the rules and precepts and avoid killing. Then let me ask you, if you eat an egg, does it count as killing? ”

As soon as the question was raised, the audience fell silent.

No one expected that Mr. You would come as a guest and test Chen Feng's question.

Does eating eggs count as killing?

It's okay to say it, it's okay to say it's okay not to say it.

Why?

Eggs are fertilized eggs, the initial form of life, you eat eggs, naturally kill the life of the chick, count as killing.

But to put it another way, an egg has no flesh and blood, no soul and no skin, and it is not a living thing in itself.

Therefore, eating it is not killing.

It's a philosophical question.

Would a monk consider this kind of question?

Most monks don't.

What about Chen Feng?

saw Chen Feng, who was sitting on the stage, silent for a moment, and then turned his head and waved at the host: "Please bring me an egg, I want to cook it." ”

Moderator: "......"

What's going on?

What about the national live broadcast, do you want to boil eggs?

Almost, right?

At least so far, Chen Feng's performance is the most perfect, and there is really no need to toss anymore.

Just when the host hesitated, Mr. You on the judges' seat spoke: "Please ask the host to give him an egg." ”

The host looked back at the chief director behind the scenes with a sad face.

The chief director nodded.

Get!

Take the eggs.

Luckily, there was a lounge at the back of the studio hall, where everything was served.

There must be such a common thing as eggs.

So, in less than five minutes, the host put a hard-boiled egg into Chen Feng's hand.

Before leaving, the host moved the microphone and whispered in a small voice: "It's almost time." ”

Chen Feng smiled slightly.

Wait for the host to leave.

Chen Feng held the egg in his hand, gently peeled off the egg skin, and then swallowed the peeled egg into his mouth in one gulp, and swallowed it with a grunt.

Everyone watching this scene swallowed unconsciously.

I feel choked.

On the judges' bench.

Mr. You didn't know why, and his face was stunned.

What the hell is he trying to do?

Just when everyone was confused, Chen Feng suddenly closed his eyes, folded his hands, and laughed loudly: "Chaos is a shell, and there is no skin, bones and hair. The poor monk took Erxi to the heavens, so as not to be stabbed in the world. ”

He didn't have a microphone in his hand when he said this.

The hands are also in a state of folding.

But his voice was so loud that it seemed to spread throughout the studio.

Everyone felt like the sound was ringing in their ears, and everyone was scared to the point where their scalps tingled.

Suddenly.

Chen Feng's body shook slightly.

After a slight squirm in his lower abdomen, he suddenly covered his mouth with his hands, then opened his mouth and spit out, and suddenly spit out a small chick from his mouth.

The little chick just hatched, the hair on his body was not completely fluffy, and he stood tremblingly on his palm, making a 'chirping' sound.

At that moment, Mr. You was shaken.

And everyone in the entire studio hall exclaimed.