Portable Intelligent System

On the other side, Xu Ling, who is at the center of the topic, is lying in front of the computer, writing crazily, banging on the keyboard with both hands!

Because of editor he's words, people are nervously planning the reform of their programs. For a moment, they all forget to ask for contributions from Xu Ling.

This is a lot of relief for Xu Ling, otherwise they will have to lie on their side to watch their program after they live today.

No outside interference, Xu Ling's progress is also fast on a lot, until the sky turned white, he has finished the whole five chapters!

To see in the eyes, Xu Ling's heart has a tangled feeling.

"Why don't you dare to write?" After reading the last page of the manuscript, Xu Ling put the whole stack of paper on the table, quietly met Sato's expectant eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

Finally, when Xu Ling began to comment on his work, he heard such a sentence. Sato's expression was slightly stunned, but just for a moment, he pulled out a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, "have you found it?"

"No, it's not just the problem I found. I believe that as long as the interested audience hears these stories, they can find it!" Xu Ling shook his head and told Sato a more serious fact.

The most successful performance of a program is that the radio anchor can rely on no one, but he can't rely on the audience and get the audience's satisfaction. So at this time, hearing Xu Ling say so, he immediately became a little alarmed, completely forgetting the surrounding environment, stood up and cried out, "master Xu Ling, is that true?"

For a long time in a quiet atmosphere, Sato's this really scared Xu Ling!

Hastily made a silent gesture to the other side, indicating that Sato should calm down first.

Sato, who was reminded, was also aware of his environment. A group of colleagues were still lying on the table to have a rest. He quickly looked around with a smile and confirmed that he didn't wake anyone up. Then he was relieved and sat back in the chair.

"Master Xu Ling, is that really what you just said? I think you can feel it only if you are the same author! " Sato was really concerned about his program. As soon as he got back to his chair, he immediately asked the question again, but this time he deliberately lowered his voice, but he still felt his eagerness to know the answer.

"Can you feel it for yourself?" Xu Ling did not answer, just asked.

This question seemed to strike the soul of Sato mishen. His pupils contracted for a while. After a long silence, he finally nodded and admitted what Xu Ling said.

If it wasn't for this feeling constantly generated in his creation, and if he had always felt good about himself, he would not have come here to consult Xu Ling at this time.

Get the other side's positive response, Xu Ling slightly slightly micro some gratified nod, at least he has not self expansion, also can sober self reflection!

"The story is written by the author, and the audience listens to it and follows the author's thoughts. How can they not feel the author's confused emotions? Although you may not show it, the emotion reflected in the words can't deceive people. " Xu Ling told Sato the truth with painstaking care.

After saying so much in one breath, how can a person who is still in a confused period understand directly?

Sato mishen lowered his eyes, a familiar appearance, difficult to digest the words of Xu Linggang.

"Do you think that when you write, is your brain controlling your hands or your hands controlling your brain?" Looking at Sato's appearance, Xu Ling then added.

A word awakens the dreamer! After Xu Ling finished his sentence, Sato was as if he was in the top of his mind. His eyes were shining, and he said at the same time, "shuaga!"

Xu Ling knew that this sentence meant "so it is" in the Oriental Language, so she laughed directly, "you just understand."

Xu Ling's words attracted Sato's attention. He immediately said curiously, "does Master Xu Ling know the language of our country?"

"Er..." hearing Xu Ling's words, he said with a dry smile, "a little dabbling, a little dabbling, ha ha."

He can't say that these are all learned from animation and some low-cost action movies

"Mr. Xu Ling, you are so powerful!" Sato sighed sincerely.

He knows the difficulty of learning a foreign language. When he was learning Chinese, he only managed to understand it for several years. Moreover, the oriental country is not a big country, and the language can not enter the world communication field. With the trend of learning Chinese all over the world, Xu Ling can speak the language of a small country, which is admirable.