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"Sam Talks Sports" continues.

"Okay Coleman, I admit that your analysis is reasonable. So, please predict the final result of this round of series. By the way, Lin tomorrow night's score. How many points do you think he will score tomorrow night?" Sam asked another question.

"I think the final score of this round of series will be 4:1. In the next game, the Cavaliers will not give the Knicks any chance!" Coleman rubbed his forehead and continued: "As for Lin's score, I agree with the previous reporter's opinion. The ball last night was just an accident. Lin's score in the next game will never exceed 10 points!"

"Another 10 points?" Sam shrugged: "Coleman, you have to know that the reporter named Swift has lost. He is about to kiss the donkey's ass. So, if Lin Feng scores more than 10 points in the game tomorrow night, what do you do??"

Sam is a veteran talk show host, so he will naturally not let go of this opportunity to create topics and gimmicks.

"I know what you want me to say!" Coleman shrugged and said with an indifferent look: "No problem, as long as Lin Feng scores more than 13 points in tomorrow night's game, I will kiss the donkey's butt too!!"

"13 points? Didn't you just say 10 points?" Sam asked.

Coleman gave Sam a blank look: "I have to admit that guy's three-pointer is still a bit of a star goal. Once the game enters garbage time again, that guy can score another 3 points, so I think 13 points is a reasonable score."

"Okay, haha, good luck, I hope Lin's score will be as you wish tomorrow night." Sam smiled. Regardless of whether it is 10 or 13 points, the show is just a gimmick.

Looking at Coleman on TV, Lin Feng curled his lips: "One other person wants to kiss the donkey's butt. I really don't understand why these Americans have such special hobbies..."

"But, since he likes it, please satisfy him!"

Lin Feng turned off the TV and logged on Weibo that he hadn't been on for a few days.

If he didn't log in, Lin Feng was shocked when he logged into Weibo. In the past ten days of his arrival in the United States, his Weibo fans soared by millions. The total number of Weibo fans has exceeded 1,378 million, and it has reached 1,378 million. Look at this situation, it will be able to exceed 1,5 million in just two days.

Lin Feng’s recent message on Weibo has been turned into a 990,000+ model, which has already exceeded one million.

This popularity is comparable to a first-tier star.

The messages on Lin Feng’s Weibo are also diverse, and can be roughly divided into five types. One is to praise Lin Feng, one is to scold the Basketball Association, one is to persuade Lin Feng to release a new song as soon as possible, and the other is to ask for benefits. According to convention, every increase of fans is to have benefits, and Lin Feng has already owe benefits several times...

Lin Feng was flipping through the message while thinking about giving some benefits.

Lin Feng is now a poor guy. He is too expensive to give away something. He will definitely not be able to give it to him. After thinking about it, he can only be the same old style. He gave away the jersey, the original jersey from the game last night!

However, it seems a bit too little if you just give a jersey, and he owe benefits several times...

Just as Lin Feng scratched his head for welfare, his phone rang, it was Qin Ruolin.

"Are you asleep?" The phone call was answered, and Qin Ruolin's gentle voice came.

"No! I originally wanted to sleep, but I was despised by experts just now!" Lin Feng smiled.

"You really have to stop going anywhere!" Qin Ruolin chuckled and said, "By the way, didn't the reporter who bet with you the day before yesterday lose? Why is there anyone hitting the gun?"

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop. In fact, I just want to be a quiet handsome man!" Lin Feng sighed.

"Hi~ You are so funny, a quiet handsome man!" Qin Ruolin smiled sweetly, and could hear that she seemed to be in a good mood.

"Okay, it's not the first time you've been questioned. Even the Basketball Association's ban has survived. Are you still afraid of questioning?" Qin Ruolin said.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "That's right, actually, I'm just talking to you and questioning me? That's not Qing waiting to slap in the face! These Americans don't listen to it, what's my nickname..."

"Do you still have a nickname? Why don't I know?" Qin Ruolin believed it.

"My nickname is, a little expert in the face!" Lin Feng smiled proudly.

"A little expert in the face?!Puff..." Qin Ruolin laughed, but recalled carefully. This nickname is quite compatible with Lin Feng. She slapped Wang Chunsheng in the face, slapped Beicheng team, slapped Zhou Ziqian in the face, slapped the Basketball Association in the face, slapped everyone who questioned him...

Lin Feng has slapped all kinds of people along the way.

"Okay, the expert in the face slap. Congratulations to you on your successful face slap yesterday. I watched the game, but it was just a replay. To be honest, I will be attracted by you." Qin Ruolin said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"I thought you had been attracted by me for a long time!" Lin Feng said.

"Tsk~! It's not that easy to get my fans!" Qin Ruolin said coquettishly and continued: "Actually, I'm calling you is a serious matter."

"Uh, there is still a serious matter. You don't want to collect rent, do you? I haven't stayed in your villa for a few days!" Lin Feng cried and said: "Landing woman, please give me a few more days..."

"It's a serious matter. If you want to be so inappropriate, I really have to collect the rent!" Qin Ruolin said angrily.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Queen Qin Datian, you said."

"A week later, I had a concert in Yanjing. Just now, Aunt Guo called me and said that she wanted to see it and asked me if I had tickets. I had no choice but to agree. I think it is necessary to tell you about this." Qin Ruolin said softly.

"Aunt Guo, my mom?" Lin Feng was a little surprised.

Qin Ruolin said "yes".

"She is going to see your concert? Which one is she singing?" Lin Feng was very confused.

"By the way, what is your concert?" Lin Feng asked.

"Next Sunday, on the 17th." Qin Ruolin responded.

"Okay, I understand. I'll ask her what's going on, but since she wants to go, I probably can't stop her," said Lin Feng.

"I don't mean to not let my aunt go, and I have kept the tickets for her. However, there must be a lot of media on the concert on the day. I took Aunt Guo and I may not be able to write any news. I want you to be a little mentally prepared." Qin Ruolin said.

"Hey, what am I going to do?" Lin Feng was happy and said indifferently: "Anyway, everything should be written and everything should be passed on has been passed on. I am curious about what other tricks the media can do."

"It's good that you don't care. I'm afraid of affecting your relationship with Mr. Chen." Qin Ruolin's tone was a little strange.

"Why do I sound a little sour when I say this?" Lin Feng joked: "Qin Tian, ​​I think you have been attracted by me."

"Tsk~! Virtue!" Qin Ruolin snorted coldly: "It's very late, you can rest early, good night."

"Wait." Lin Feng called out Qin Ruolin who was about to hang up the phone.

"There's something else?"

"I'm right, something is wrong." Lin Feng smiled and said, "Qin Datian, can you leave me a few tickets for your concert?"

"You are coming too?" Qin Ruolin asked in surprise.

"I guess I can't go, the competition here is not over yet." Lin Feng said with a smile: "But, my friends really want to go."

"How many tickets do you want? There are really very few tickets I can control..." Qin Ruolin said.

"There is no more ten pictures, and no less eight pictures." Lin Feng said.

"Tsk! There are still ten or eight, I can only give you six." Qin Ruolin pouted and said, "It's not that I'm stingy. The concert tickets have been sold out long ago. All I can give you are in-person tickets. I originally wanted to give back to the fans who have supported me for many years, but now I can only give them a few less. I will compensate you next time..."

"Okay, six are only six! Hehe, I thank you in advance!" Lin Feng continued: "I'm right, Queen Qin, please do your best. I'll send you the addresses of my friends tomorrow. Please send them the tickets."

"Okay, I wouldn't call you if I had known, so I also got six tickets..." Qin Ruolin complained and hung up the phone.

Lin Feng smiled. Six tickets to Qin Tianhou’s concert, plus jerseys, his fans will definitely be satisfied with this benefit!

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Chapter completed!