Reflection

Three days later, Xia Cen officially entered the physical training class.Looking at the teacher in the mirror, she followed behind to learn the coordination of limbs.

And every week, I only take one day off to take the driving test. In addition, I also added additional courses for myself.

Because of the popularity of the scandal between Xia Cen and Fang Yexin before, many media will naturally chase after it, and it will be resolved within half a month.This made the fans who were tearing up about it before start looking for evidence that the two of them were together, after all, melons can't be eaten for nothing.

But all of this was within Ning Ke's control, until another ten days later, someone met Shen Qing downstairs at Fang Yexin's.

This news caused a group of fans to explode again.

Those fans who once disliked Xia Cen, look back at Xia Cen as Bai Yueguang, an angel descending to earth.Fans who like Xia Cen beat gongs and drums to wish Fang Yexin and Shen Qing a happy marriage for a hundred years.

Wave after wave of popularity, "Hello, Summer" has not been fully completed, and someone has already come to talk about exclusive licensing.

Looking at the licensing contract on the table, Ni Xian really admired Ning Ke's skills.

"Aren't you afraid that Lao Luo will settle accounts with you if you make fun of the artists of Lao Luo's family?" Ni Xian stared at Ning Ke with a face full of drama.

"Xia Cen's slap is not in vain." Ning Ke was dressed in a Tang suit, sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, cooking tea elegantly, "Xiao Xian, come and taste the alpine cloud that I just cooked, and then give me some advice."

"Why do you suddenly like tea art recently? You almost ruined my precious tea sets." Ni Xian walked over and sat down opposite, picked up the teacup with his slender fingers, sniffed it first and tasted it later, "Well...compared to me On the third floor, the tea fragrance is a bit weaker, but it is already very good and has improved."

"Because the goal of the next plan is to like Kung Fu tea. It is better to learn from a teacher than to learn from you. The value of your tea set is no one can compare." After Ning Ke finished speaking, he also imitated Ni Xian and held it in his hands Hearing this, he sipped his mouth, "As for Lao Luo, you don't have to worry. Taking advantage of Fang Yexin's enthusiasm, so many people got to know Shen Qing, he should be grateful to me."

"It turns out that you are just looking for what you like, and you don't really like tea."

"These Wen Zou Zou things are not suitable for me, but Xia Cen also needs to be familiar with the etiquette of making tea in the ancients... I will ask her to ask you for advice." Ning Ke said, while re-making tea in a decent manner Once, "However, apart from learning how to make tea recently, I just deal with the manager's affairs, and I don't have time to check her progress. The main reason is that this girl makes me worry too much."

Ni Xian smiled approvingly, "How are you handling the agent sent by Uncle Nie?"

"These are small things." Ning Ke poured another glass for Ni Xian, "Actually, I want to know when your father will come back to preside over the overall situation."

"The story of my father's illness has already spread among the company's senior management. Now is the time when Uncle Nie is most proud." Ni Xian looked at the exquisite white porcelain teacup in his hand and smiled slightly. "I remember a few idioms called..."

"When the moon is full, it will lose money, when the water is full, it will overflow, and if you climb up, you will fall." Ning Ke helped her finish, emphasizing: "I need some time to arrange the next work."

"My father's character is quite old-fashioned. Since the seeds are sown in spring, they should be harvested in autumn."

Hearing this, Ning Ke laughed outright, "Your father is the only one with such a ceremonial operation."

"As long as he is happy, I don't care."

"Okay, you don't care." Ning Ke clapped his hands and got up and said, "If you are free this afternoon, help me to check on Xia Cen's progress, and I will deal with other things."

"How are you sure I'm okay?" Ni Xian stared at Ning Ke with some dissatisfaction.

"Now there are only a few artists in Wantian's hands. Most of the resources have been transferred back to Zhishang. I have time to learn how to cook tea. What can you do?" The director's assistant called me and asked me about Xia Cen's progress, it's not that I'm lazy, and I'll take a look at where there is a tea art class for two days, and it's time to join the group study next week."

Ni Xian got up and picked up the exquisite handbag, "Then send me the address."

"Thanks for your hard work."

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Ni Xian followed the navigation and drove to the place where Xia Cen was. He didn't expect it to be so close to the house that Wei Lingxin gave him.In the past two years, whenever she was in a bad mood or missed Wei Lingxin, Ni Xian would always drive by the side of the road and stay for a while.

But being able to stay quietly by the side of the road for a while, Ni Xian was satisfied.

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During this period of time, Xia Cen was here every day, practicing with the teacher for at least an hour, just to let the audience see the foundation of dancing at a glance.

The sweaty Xia Cen followed the teacher's rhythm and spun on the floor with one leg.

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, three, two, three, four..." The teacher clapped his hands in rhythm, "Very good Xia Cen, stick to this rhythm, keep your eyes on one point when you turn your head, yes... come again."

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Standing outside the door, Ni Xian saw the figure who was practicing spinning through the window. Her hair was coiled up high, and she wore a loose T-shirt with black leggings. I didn't expect this girl to have such a good proportion. No wonder Director Hu Liang At first glance, I felt that she was suitable for this role.

The teacher noticed the figure at the door, glanced at Xia Cen who was training seriously, and walked out of the dance studio.Seeing that it was Ni Xian, the teacher greeted immediately, "Hello, hello... are you here to see Xia Cen?"

"Hello, teacher." Ni Xian nodded, "I want to know the progress."

"She has a strong learning ability. She comes earlier than me every day and leaves later than me. This half month is obviously much better than the beginning. And she has never spoken to me since she greeted me that day. I think I've already entered the play." The teacher expressed this because he felt that being an actor is really not easy, "I just don't know if it is enough for Ning Ke's requirements."

Hearing that Xia Cen hadn't spoken, for some reason, Ni Xian suddenly smiled, "Thanks for your hard work, you should do your work first."

The teacher glanced at the time, "get out of class will end soon, you can wait."

"Thank you."

When the teacher returned to the dance room again, Ni Xian stood outside the door, quietly watching Xia Cen who was training, especially her serious look at this time, which was different from usual.

Concentrated Xia Cen didn't pay attention to the people outside the door. She didn't see the figure sitting on the sofa outside the dance room until after class at six o'clock and after taking a shower.

Xia Cen trotted over with his backpack on his back and stood in front of Ni Xian.

Two people, one standing and the other sitting, just looked at each other quietly for a while, Ni Xian got up and said with a smile, "How about a half-day show?"

Listening to Ni Xian's words, the corners of Xia Cen's mouth curled slightly, and he shook his head at her.

Seeing her cute look, Ni Xian chuckled, "Then let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

Xia Cen didn't rush to follow her, but looked straight at her, as if asking: Where are you going?

Ni Xian, who understood, pondered for a while, "Go buy pizza first, and then I will show you the tea ceremony. Ning Ke said that you need to understand."

Xia Cen looked at Ni Xian with bright eyes, and his smile deepened.

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Ni Xian drove to get the pizza that he had ordered in advance. Before he drove into the community, three cars that were not often seen were parked outside, and there were people sitting in them. According to Ni Xian's experience, [-]% of them were media reporters.

She parked the car and drove into the community, also because Xia Cen had to be in the play and couldn't talk all the way, she seemed a little dull.

"It seems that there is another news, I hope it has nothing to do with me."

Xia Cen looked back, and the reporter who had already appeared with a camera in the distance, looked at the homepage push again, frowning slightly.

Ni Xian parked the car, glanced at the people around him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xia Cen opened the phone content and handed it to her.

The push content is very eye-catching, 'Pan Ming and young model Li XX spent three days and three nights in Macau casinos. 'The most hateful thing is to post the photo below, and also take out a photo of Pan Ming and Ni Xian in Italy for comparison.

Ni Xian returned the phone to Xia Cen. I don't know if she is used to it. After she entered the play, she looks very cute and cute today. She really wants to reach out and pinch her cheek, "I'm fine, don't worry."

As soon as the words fell, the air in the car seemed to freeze.

Xia Cen looked at Ni Xian in surprise and listened to his own beating heart.

Ni Xian looked at Xia Cen in surprise, as well as his hand hanging in the air.

Maybe it's because the light in the parking lot is a little dark, maybe he's a bit tranced after a busy day, Ni Xian really didn't expect that he would stretch out his hand to pinch Xia Cen's face.

And what flashed through Xia Cen's mind were all the words of that woman Si Shengxia. Could it be that his face is really so imposing?

Or is it too young?

At this time, Ni Xian had withdrawn his hand, untied his seat belt calmly, and glanced at her: "I'm not very hungry yet, let's learn tea art first."

Xia Cen didn't look at Ni Xian, but was looking for the reason dully, and subconsciously shook his lowered head.

But from Ni Xian's point of view, she seemed more shy.

Fortunately, both of them are actors, no matter what they are muttering or thinking in their hearts, they are very indifferent on the surface.

The two returned to Ni Xian's house, and she took Xia Cen directly to her beloved solid wood coffee table. The carvings around the coffee table are very exquisite, and if you look carefully, you can find a word "Xian".

Xia Cen raised his finger to the string character, looked up at Ni Xian, expressing curiosity.

"I have liked tea art since I was a child. If I hadn't become an actor, I might have developed into this field." Ni Xian said and took out two comfortable cushions, "In ancient times, people tasted tea and sat on the floor. This feeling?"

Xia Cen nodded in anticipation, looking back at the scenery outside the window, just like a movie screen, the last frame was still winter snow, and this frame turned into spring scenery.

Neither Wei Lingxin nor Xia Cen would drink pure tea, one is that they have no time, and the other is that Wei Lingxin's world is not comfortable.

She remembered that the first time she sat down to drink tea quietly was because of Ni Xian. Since then, Wei Lingxin really enjoyed the tranquility and comfort, but if it wasn't for the tea cooked by Ni Xian, it would always feel less flavorful.

The two of them knelt on the soft cushion, Ni Xian took a look at Xia Cen, and said, "In ancient times, tea was the medium of life. From making tea, appreciating tea, smelling tea to drinking tea, every link has its own uniqueness. Its etiquette. Although you are cramming, you can appreciate the tradition and essence of tea culture."

Xia Cenduan knelt opposite, listening carefully, recording every movement of Ni Xian carefully.

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The author has something to say: Ni Xian: In fact, I did it by myself, and it has nothing to do with me.

Xia Cen: I understand. (You are just bullying me.

Ni Xian: You really understand.

Xia Cen: Yes. (You wait……

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Yesterday, I wanted to double-shift, but I ended up reading a book in bed. When I opened my eyes, it was six o'clock in the morning... The book was still pressing on my chest, and I had a dream all night, which was bizarre.

Make up for you early today.

muah.

Please praise me for being diligent.