C8 (1/2)

Lin Feng had a dream.

In his dream, Lin Feng walked into a foreign land.

”So cold, so cold. ”Where is this place …”

Lin Feng shouted, but no one seemed to respond. Looking around, there seemed to be trees, grass, and a bunch of strange looking tents. Some of the tent canvas even fluttered in the wind, but apparently there was no one inside. Lin Feng's vision was not very good, and it became even more blurry in his dreams, causing Lin Feng to feel like there was a huge fog nearby.

As he continued to fumble his way forward, the scene unintentionally changed. The green tone from before changed to a yellow tone, possibly because the trees and grass were all withered, and the air became colder and colder. Although the wind was not strong, as long as a breath of wind touched his skin, the pain would be no different from a blade.

There was a light in the distance! Under the light, Lin Feng seemed to be able to see someone. Lin Feng, who could not suppress the joy in his heart, quickened his pace, but did not dare rush, because if his speed was too fast, the wind would also become stronger. Lin Feng used both hands to protect his stomach, his head lowered, to the point where he couldn't see the road ahead anymore. He knew the direction.

The strange thing was that while Lin Feng was running, he felt that it was getting warmer and the wind became weaker. A very gentle feeling approached him, causing Lin Feng to unconsciously quicken his pace.

When he raised his head, Lin Feng was shocked. This was because the originally small house had become incomparably large. Although the houses would indeed become larger according to the perspective of the world as they neared the house, this small house had suddenly become as big as a park … No, it's as big as a city now!

Curiosity spurred Lin Feng to continue forward, and after entering the tent, the first thing he did was to face the warm flow. This warm flow seemed to contain something that made people happy, and even made them addicted to it. Suddenly, Lin Feng's pupils became huge, because he saw his favorite celebrities, Hee Qiong, Zhao Hui, Zhao Liying and the others.

Lin Feng walked forward. Hello! I, I'm Lin Feng, I'm your fan, I really like you! ”

”Is that so? Haha, you sure know how to joke. We should be your fans! ”Haha!”

”This, this is real! I …” Lin Feng was obviously at a loss of what to do in response to the goddess in his heart, ”Why do you say that?”

”You are the Great Master Chef, this convention is specially prepared for you!”

Lin Feng looked at his surroundings once again. The entire tent, which Lin Feng could not see in the horizon, only saw a small area nearby with a sea of people. Some of them were sitting and some were standing, as though they were looking forward to it, but they were also very happy.

Lin Feng suddenly became very confident, and then he brushed his hair.

”When do I want to go up?”

”In half an hour.”

Lin Feng thought to himself, wasn't the pancakes he made just delicious? He felt complacent in his heart.

”Oh yeah, we need to record a program later. It's a special show and we'll be receiving a huge reward. I hope you'll give us some face later to discuss this.”