First-level Tea Artist Training Manual

The price of wasting yesterday is that today it becomes an overtime crematorium. Lin Xike is fine, there is not much difference if the company has him or not, but Ning Ran is in a worse situation. He can only stay in the office and frantically deal with the things he left behind yesterday.Lin Xike accompanied Lu Lan in a live broadcast today, and it seemed that the response was good. Lu Lan could earn some extra money from the cooperative company. He specifically told Lin Xike not to tell Ning Ran, and he could share more with him.

Lin Xike really needed an income that he kept from Ning Ran, so he licked his face and accepted it.

Lin Xike returned yes, but Yan Shu immediately sent him the address, asking Lin Xike to come and find him.

Lin Xike made up an excuse in front of Ning Ran, Ning Ran is too busy to care about Lin Xike now.After listening to a few more words, let Lin Xike play by himself.

The rumor that Yan Shu found out about the Tongtian Order first came from a bar. Those little monsters usually like to pretend to be humans, and at night they start to find a place to dance with demons.This bar is specially open to monsters. Some time ago, it was said that a monster covered in miasma came in, chatted with everyone, and spread the news about the "Tiantian Order".Ordinary monsters are afraid of Yan Shu's name and dare not attack Ning Ran, but the monster world is scattered, and there are always some monsters who don't obey Yan Shu's orders.

"The man was wearing black clothes and a black hat on his head, so he couldn't see his face clearly," a little demon Gen Yanshu reported what he saw, "He was wearing gloves on his hands, but I took a peek at them , I feel that the man has serious injuries on his hands, which looks a bit scary."

The information I got after searching around was nothing more than the person's appearance. According to the little monster in the bar, the person hadn't come back during this time.Lin Xike was also unable to accurately search for that person's location based on his spiritual power.

Tonight seemed to be a busy day again, Yan Shu was the kind of person who would complain of being tired after walking two steps, so he leaned on the pedestal of the bar, ordered a martini, and drank it self-consciously.Lin Xike didn't want to leave the smell of alcohol on his body, so he ordered a glass of ice water and watched the demons dancing on the dance floor.

"Has Ning Ran had any enemies for so many years?" Now that no one can be found spreading rumors, Lin Xike can only analyze in reverse.This person spread rumors to let those little monsters sneak attack Ning Ran. He was probably sure that Ning Ran's skills were exhausted and he couldn't resist, so he wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

But if this person doesn't do it himself, I'm afraid he is not very cultivated.

"That's too much," Yan Shu smiled, took a sip of his cocktail, and slowly gestured to Lin Xike: "From here, you can line up to the mouth of the sea."

Asking him is tantamount to asking about loneliness, and Lin Xike is too lazy to entangle with Yanshu.Say goodbye and leave.

Back to work, Ning Ran gave him a new task.The live broadcast signed with Ye Xu will start filming during this period, and Qucheng Culture has a personal reception for Ye Xu.Ning Ran thought that Lin Xike had a relationship with Ye Xu before, so he asked Lin Xike to meet Ye Xu.

Lin Xike sent a message to Ye Xu: "I'll be your entertainer for a live broadcast in a few days, are you happy?"

Ye Xu is busy at the moment and has no time to reply to the message.Ye Xu originally planned to wait for the filming to end to inquire about Shen Qingge's interview, but he didn't expect to be halfway through the line and took a break, and saw Shen Qingge leaving with a small briefcase in his arms.

Shen Qingge was busy going back to school.He was teaching at the nearby Peking University, majoring in ancient Chinese literature, and he had been promoted to a professional title with a few papers he had just published recently.Because of his good looks and excellent academic qualifications, he was named on the Internet when he was first rated as a professor.In the afternoon, there was an elective class for students from other colleges, so Shen Qingge had to hurry back and prepare.

"Mr. Shen is busy enough every day. Isn't there an interview in the morning? Come back to class in the afternoon? It's just an elective class. Students call it a water class. You still take it seriously," said a teacher from the same school. Seeing Shen Qingge walking to the teaching building in a busy manner, he couldn't help but tease him when he ran into her.

Shen Qingge is 32 years old this year. It is rare for him to be a professor of literature at this age, so many teachers in the school feel a little jealous.Maybe he won't do anything, but he still teases Shen Qingge from time to time.

Shen Qingge didn't really care about these things, he went to class on his own.

But it is true that as the teacher said, many students regard this course as a water course.After all, there is no need for exams, just write a small paper and hand it in, and you can pass it with a good attitude.But Shen Qingge's requirements are different from others'. It's not difficult to pass this class, but you are not allowed to make small movements in class, just listen when you come, and you have to listen with your ears whether you can listen or not.Shen Qingge explained in the first class that if he was caught playing with his mobile phone in his class, it would be counted as an absence.

Yes, the absence defined by Professor Shen himself.

The oracle bone inscriptions in this class, the students listened to it as if they were listening to the scriptures.After finally holding back until the break, several girls took out their mobile phones and began to watch TV dramas in a grand manner.

They sat in the first row, close to Shen Qingge.Surrounded by several girls, they didn't put on their earphones, but turned the volume down as much as possible.But Shen Qingge had a good ear, so he immediately recognized that the TV series they were watching was performed by Ye Xu.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Qingge leaned over to take a look.

The students found it interesting, so they started popularizing the TV series for Shen Qingge, and a few fans of Ye Xu even praised Ye Xu to hype.

"I know he's good-looking," Shen Qingge smiled, "The fingers are like bamboo joints, can they not be good-looking?"

Speaking of this matter, Shen Qingge had a question that he wanted to ask his group of girls who like to follow the news of the entertainment industry.When I saw Lin Xike that day, I felt that this person was good-looking, and he might also be in the entertainment industry. Shen Qingge asked: "Do you know that there is a person named Lin Xike? I heard that he seems to be related to Ye Xu ? The stream guest of the guest of the brook."

"A relative?" The girls looked at each other, but they had never heard of it.

Suddenly, a girl seemed to think of something, picked up her phone and searched for a picture for a long time, "Teacher, are you talking about this person?"

That picture was a screenshot of the live shopping, and the side profile inside happened to be Lin Xike's face.

"Yes, it's him."

"He is a small internet celebrity who sells goods, and he is Lu Lan's assistant," the girl explained, "He looks very good-looking. Our star chasing sisters shared it, and then I went to the live broadcast room to squat in Lin Xike once. It is really good-looking , It’s interesting to talk, but I don’t know why it’s not popular. Is he related to Ye Xu? Why don’t I know.”

Shen Qingge was afraid of causing trouble for Ye Xu, so she hurriedly said, "What I heard may have been wrong."

Just at this moment, the class bell rang, Shen Qingge returned to the podium, and continued to lecture on his oracle bone inscriptions.

After class, I went back to the office to memorize tomorrow's class for a while, and invited a student to have dinner with me in the evening.The student insisted on paying, and Shen Qingge saw that it was not easy for him to study abroad, so he paid for it himself, and drove him back to the dormitory before returning.

He didn't go back to his home first, but went to the supermarket to buy some fruit and went to his mother's house.Said to be the mother, there is no blood relationship, Shen Qingge's biological parents died in a car accident when he was 14 years old, leaving Shen Qingge alone and a room full of books.Shen Qingge's house hired the nanny to cook, seeing that Shen Qingge was pitiful, so she adopted this child. Those years were not easy, but Shen Qingge was brought up anyway.

The nanny never let Shen Qingge call her mother, saying that she couldn't afford that name, but Shen Qingge couldn't hold her back, so she called her Aunt Fang instead.There is nothing to do on weekdays, Shen Qingge just comes here to walk around.

Aunt Fang opened the door and said that Shen Qingge had just happened to happen, otherwise she would stroll downstairs and follow her to dance in the square, and Shen Qingge would not be able to find her by then.Shen Qingge was joking, don't dance in the square all day long, go for a ballroom dance, maybe you can get the uncle back tomorrow.

Aunt Fang patted Shen Qingge's shoulder shyly, reading some nonsense.

"Don't worry about grandpa and grandpa every day, when will you bring a girl back to show me?" Aunt Fang teased Shen Qingge, but Shen Qingge just smiled, but didn't answer.

He went to the room where he lived when he was a child.

Shen Qingge grew up at Aunt Fang's place when she was a child, and later she got a job and taught. With this skill in appreciating antiques, she found good ones in the antique market and sold them, plus the provident fund, it's enough to go back and forth. down payment.After that, Shen Qingge moved out of Aunt Fang's house, but Aunt Fang still tidyed up her room without any dust left.

Shen Qingge lowered his head and found a large cardboard box from under the bed, opened it casually and took a look, it was full of rice paper.After so many years, it is still as white as gauze.

Turning over and over again, each piece of paper, ink and wash, is painted with green bamboos.