Chapter 129: Do You See How Impressive I Am?

Despite the explanations provided by the viewers in the chat, the foreigners watching the livestream simply refused to believe it. Some went online to search, while others called their most trusted Chinese friends. Yet, in every case, the answer remained the same as what the viewers had explained.

The foreigner, Xiao Ming, was left empty-handed.

In this way, the foreign users in the chat finally understood what "Look at your uncle" meant. However, once they grasped it, they became even more indignant.

"What is this? Are you really using a catchphrase as a question? Even if you won, it wasn't a fair victory."

"Exactly, exactly! Since it's just a common expression, it's perfectly normal that we didn't know it."

"That's right, Chinese people are just too cunning."

"This question doesn't count; it was just a lapse in my judgment."

A flood of messages from foreigners filled the screen.

On the other side, the foreigner connected to Bai Qingming was becoming anxious after missing three questions in a row. He believed his Chinese proficiency was perfectly fine, but felt that Bai Qingming was constantly setting traps for him with these ambiguous, tricky questions, which was why he kept getting them wrong. For a moment, he felt a mix of shame and anger.

"Shall we continue?" Bai Qingming asked.

"Of course," the foreigner replied immediately. But he quickly followed up with a demand.

"Continuing is fine, but could you please stop using listening questions that involve modal particles? Those catchphrases are tied to individual speaking habits and don't really count as authentic Chinese culture. I think questions like those are unfair to me."

As soon as the foreigner finished speaking, it immediately drew agreement from many of the foreign users. However, the domestic viewers watching the stream were not pleased.

"What's wrong with catchphrases? Catchphrases are exactly what best represent a language."

"These foreigners are quite something. Are we only allowed to ask about things they already know?"

"Demanding a change of questions just because you can't answer? By that logic, when I take the English CET-4 exam, can I demand to change the questions if I don't know the answer?"

"Don't listen to them, streamer! Don't you dare agree. Why should we change questions just because they say they don't know them?"

"Exactly! There are endless questions like this; just a couple would be enough to trip these foreigners up. Keep the questions as they are, and you'll win for sure."

In a moment, the chat had erupted into a heated argument. The viewers were split into two camps—the domestic viewers and the foreign viewers—each holding their own opinions.

Just then, Bai Qingming spoke up. "You want to change the type of question? No problem."

Hearing this, the viewers were helpless. "The streamer is being foolish!"

"It was a guaranteed win, why agree to that?"

"He's getting cocky. In my opinion, the streamer is playing too loosely while he's ahead."

As the livestream progressed to this point, its nature had shifted. What began as a simple test of the foreigner's Chinese proficiency had, to put it hyperbolically, become tied to national pride. If the foreigner failed to answer Bai Qingming's next question, it would prove that Chinese is difficult to learn. But if he did answer it, then there would be nothing more to say; they would just have to accept his terms.

Under these circumstances, to still dare to agree to the foreigner's request? If that isn't arrogance, what is? If this were a game, his teammates would likely be cursing him out and insulting his family by now.

Meanwhile, Bai Qingming remained calm and composed. Without saying much, he began his next question.

"The next one is a Q&A."

As he spoke, everyone in front of their screens pricked up their ears, listening with rapt attention.

The next moment, Bai Qingming threw out the question: "When your Chinese friend asks you, 'Do you want to see my [diao]?' how should you answer him?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the domestic viewers instantly shifted from confusion to excitement, all of them laughing happily.

"Holy crap, this..."

"That's a killer question. I guarantee the foreigner won't be able to answer this."

"I thought the streamer was being reckless, but I was the one who was hasty."

"Such sudden vulgarity, it catches you completely off guard."

In less than a minute, the atmosphere in the chat had returned to its previous merriment. The viewers hailed it as a masterstroke. Compared to this, the previous questions were weak—a single "Do you want to see my [diao]?" was leagues ahead of "Oh, I'm not wiping" or "Look at your uncle." This was the true essence of Chinese culture; it was impossible to understand the meaning of this phrase without having studied the language for years.

However, for some reason, after hearing Bai Qingming's question, the foreigner on the line suddenly burst into laughter. Thank heavens, he had finally been asked a question he knew.

"Let me explain this to everyone," the foreigner said. "In China, the word '[diao]' can be understood as 'awesome,' 'fierce,' or 'powerful.' When your Chinese friend asks you if he is '[diao],' it means he has just done something heaven-shaking and earth-shattering. It is only with such mysterious confidence that he would ask you if he is impressive or strong."

"At times like this, you must praise him as '[diao],' otherwise it will be very awkward. Or, you can reply, '[diao] as hell!'" The foreigner explained fluently in one breath.

He wasn't messing around; he genuinely knew this one. Hearing the foreigner teaching the other foreign users in real-time, the domestic viewers also laughed.

"Damn, even this foreigner knows that."

"Not bad, he's got some substance."

"Looks like the cultural export is spot on!"

"The foreigner's IQ is actually online for once."

Everyone began to look at the foreigner with newfound respect.

"Is that your final answer?" Bai Qingming confirmed. The foreigner nodded.

After a moment's thought, Bai Qingming decided to give the young foreigner one last chance. "Why don't you think about it again?"

Hearing this advice, the foreigner became even more certain of his stance. It was obvious he had answered correctly, and the other person was trying to shake his confidence. He wasn't stupid; he wouldn't fall for it.

"Don't try to fool me," the foreigner said smugly.

Seeing this, Bai Qingming had nothing more to say. He had given the foreigner a chance, but he couldn't grasp it. With no other choice, Bai Qingming announced the correct answer.

"Actually, besides the meanings you mentioned, '[diao]' is also a polysemous word that represents, well, you know. Those who don't understand can look it up online."

"But the point of this question wasn't about whether it's '[diao]' or not, but rather asking you if you want to 'look' or not. The correct answer should have been 'I want to see' or 'I don't want to see.'"

"So, you're wrong again."

Bai Qingming revealed the answer. After hearing the explanation, the foreigner on the line was stunned once more. He had lost this round, and he truly had nothing to say. He was even a bit convinced, though not entirely.

The tables had turned, and it was now the domestic viewers' turn to hold their heads high.

"So what if you changed the question? You still got it wrong, didn't you?"

"Speak up! Where are those people who said Chinese was easy to learn?"

"What now? Still going to be stubborn?"

"Go back and practice for another two years!"