aren't we rivals

The idea that Yu Tingzhi was seducing him did not last long in Meng Chi's mind.

Although Meng Chi felt good about himself, he was not so narcissistic. He and Yu Tingzhi had only met twice. From Yu Tingzhi's perspective, it was not so easy to have thoughts about him.

He doesn't have a monstrous face, and he's not a gay celebrity.

At that time, Yu Tingzhi deliberately led him to answer the conversation, maybe it was just because of his upbringing, so that he would not be completely unable to intervene and stand beside him in embarrassment.

After all, the two of them didn't have any contact with each other after that, and the wechat contact also stayed on the transfer that allowed each other to settle their accounts and neither owed nor owed.

As the spring tea is approaching the market, Youran Teahouse has become a little busy. It's not because of the increase in customers, but because it needs to count the old green tea left over from last year, classify it according to its quality, and store it in different ways.

Green tea is a non-fermented tea. Unlike old tea, the longer it is kept, the better the taste. It pays attention to freshness and early consumption, so teahouses will go to the countryside to grab new tea in the new season every spring tea.

Although the taste of old tea is not as good as that of new tea, it is still drinkable, but it cannot be taken out to entertain guests.Yang Zhengfeng didn't want to waste it, so he took the tea back to drink by himself, or gave it to others.Meng Chi, on the other hand, used these old teas with fruits, or scented teas, or boiled or soaked them. He created a lot of tea drinks himself, and they were still quite popular.

Today he had nothing to do and made several kinds of tea with strawberries and peaches and green tea respectively. He originally wanted to ask Song Min to be a tea taster for him, but Song Min said that he didn’t have time today, and his brother’s classmate came to Zewu , he is going to accompany.

Song Min has an older brother named Song Chen, who also graduated from XX Academy of Fine Arts. Later, he went abroad to study for a master's degree and stayed abroad to develop.Meng Chi heard him mention these things, and he also said with emotion, no wonder Song Min is also a top student, able to be admitted to Zewu University.

Song Min didn't have time, so Meng Chi called Yang Zile who was on vacation, and put the cups of tea in front of him one by one.

Yang Zile took a sip of "strawberry tea" with a strange expression.

Meng Chi: "What expression, so disgusting?"

"It's not bad," Yang Zile smacked his lips. "Maybe it's because I don't like strawberry flavor. I always think that strawberries can only be eaten as strawberries. Anything with strawberry flavor is a disaster."

Meng Chi clicked his tongue. In fact, he didn't like strawberry flavored things either, and his opinion was the same as Yang Zile's.However, making tea should not only consider his own taste, so he has the courage to try it.

"Then you should try this 'Peach Finds a Treasure'." Meng Chi said.

Yang Zile showed a contemptuous look, picked up the cup and complained: "What kind of crappy name did you choose, did Ma Yun pay us for advertising?"

Meng Chi smiled: "You must be crazy about commercials."

"This cup is not bad." Yang Zile pursed his lips to savor it. The peach fragrance was sweet and the tea tasted sweet, very fresh. .Ah~”

Meng Chi clicked his tongue: "Why did you say that? That's your own father."

Yang Zile curled his lips, and muttered: "It is. I have to say something like 'tea is tea, it's too gaudy to look like'."

In fact, what Yang Zile said is correct, Yang Zhengfeng is indeed a bit old-fashioned, especially when it comes to tea art, he has his own persistence.

Meng Chi looked at Yang Zile, pondered for a moment, and said earnestly, "You have to know, our teahouse is not just a place for business to Master."

Yang Zile was taken aback, his shoulders slumped, and he didn't say anything else. He took another sip from the cup of "Peach and a Treasure", and couldn't hold back: "But you have to live."

Meng Chi laughed: "Isn't that okay? Besides, it's not that Master doesn't allow fruit tea at all, it's just that you can't overwhelm the guest."

Yang Zile looked up at Meng Chi. After staring at Meng Chi for a few seconds, he suddenly showed a sinister smile: "I agree to be a model."

Meng Chi almost spit out a mouthful of tea: "Huh?"

Yang Zile said: "He wanted to hold a photography exhibition, not just a model, I asked him if I could do it, and he said yes, so I agreed."

Meng Chi: "You?"

"Yeah, look down on me?" Yang Zile snorted, "If you don't like it, I can only do it by myself. I'm not ugly, okay?"

"..."

"It's not a matter of being ugly or not. Master will scold you for not doing your job properly after knowing the appointment." Meng Chi said.

"I don't care about him," Yang Zile said, "I'm already an adult, so I still have to look at his face when I take a picture?"

Meng Chi: "..."

Yang Zile: "I have asked She Shan to come to the store to sign the contract in the afternoon, and you can help me to see it."

Meng Chi: "...Sign the contract? Is it so formal?"

Yang Zile: "Hmm."

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Chi received a call from Yang Zile just after waking up from his afternoon nap, saying that She Shan had come and told him to come over quickly.

Meng Chi got up and changed into his pajamas, brushed his teeth again, and then took his coat and went to the store.There were no customers in the store at this point, and Yang Zhengfeng was not in the store either, only the soft sound of music, and the emptiness was a bit deserted.

Meng Chi pushed open the glass door, and heard a hearty young laugh, followed by Yang Zile's voice.

Following the prestige, I saw two figures vaguely in the tea room near the laurel tree in the yard.

Meng Chi stepped over and heard Yang Zile asking him, "Are you naked?"

"What naked?" Meng Chi said immediately.

Open the bamboo curtain on the tea room, and the light sandalwood and tea fragrance in the tea room will blow your face.Meng Chi first saw a figure from the back in an indigo robe, sitting with his legs bent and leaning against the tea table. The wide-leg pants on his legs were lifted up by the movement, revealing his feet without socks.

This man had shoulder-length hair, half loose and half tied up, with his arms resting on his knees and holding a tea cup.The whole person looks very uninhibited, uninhibited to the point of being a bit out of shape.

Hearing the sound, the man looked sideways. It was a very young face, with peach blossom eyes and smiling lips, but it was more mature than the face in Meng Chi's memory, with a little more serenity.

"Brother, you're here." Yang Zile said, pulling the futon beside him to sit him down, "I was just talking about the details of the shooting."

From the moment Meng Chi appeared, She Shan's gaze had been fixed on him, taking a thorough look at him like an X-ray.It wasn't until Meng Chi sat down next to him that he handed over a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Long time no see, do you remember me?"

Meng Chi took the tea, adjusted his posture, and sat up straight: "Remember."

"Just remember." She Shan took a sip of tea, "I'm too lazy to introduce myself."

Meng Chi: "..."

"What were you talking about? Naked?" Meng Chi asked again.

Yang Zile scratched his ears embarrassingly: "It's just for taking pictures, or don't wear clothes."

Meng Chi frowned and looked at She Shan.

"You don't need to be naked." She Shan said, squinting at Yang Zile for a while, "It's fine for you to be half naked."

He turned his head to look at Meng Chi again: "Why are you looking at me with such perverted eyes? Didn't I let you wear your pants back then?"

Meng Chi choked, "Thank you."

"What are you being polite about?" She Shan smiled, then changed the topic and said, "You have to thank me, if I hadn't invited you here to drink tea, how would you have become attached to tea."

Meng Chi: "...Have you never been beaten outside like this?"

Shameless.

"Half naked," Yang Zile frowned, and asked hesitantly, "Is it topless or bottomless?"

Hearing that, She Shan spouted some tea with a puff, and said with a smile, "What are you thinking, kid? I'm taking pictures of art, not implants, okay? I'll let you wear underwear."

This bold and unruly wording made Meng Chi, who was always ignorant, a little speechless.

He picked up the document on the table and looked at it carefully. The contract was very detailed, including time, location, salary, detailed shooting requirements, and copyright ownership of subsequent photos.

Meng Chi's gaze fell on the shooting request, which stated that an artist would be invited to paint on the model as needed.

No wonder to be half naked.

The money is quite a lot.

"Brother, is there a problem with this contract?" Yang Zile leaned next to Meng Chi and asked in a low voice.

"No problem." Meng Chi raised his eyes and glanced at She Shan opposite him, "The salary is also reasonable."

Yang Zile was still frowning, as if he was quite resistant to wearing only underwear, he hesitated for a long time before he broke the boat and said: "Naked... I, I have no problem, but you promised to help our store take promotional photos and advertise, Can't go back on my word."

She Shan narrowed her eyes, glanced at Meng Chi and said, "I will definitely not regret what I promised. But you have to think about it, I will exhibit the photos this time in the convention and exhibition center for half a month, and maybe you Neighbors in the neighborhood, teachers and classmates will all see it."

The expression on Yang Zile's face froze immediately, fluctuating red and white, and after a while, he turned his head and looked at Meng Chi as if asking for help: "Brother, why don't you come here."

Meng Chi rolled up the contract and patted him on the forehead: "Weren't you very brave in the morning, and now you're timid again?"

"Actually, I also think it's better for you to come. I like you more." She Shan smiled and changed his posture. The aura on his body is even more wonderful."

Meng Chi looked back at him and said affirmatively, "You came after me."

"Yes." She Shan said, "So you agree."

Meng Chi laughed, "I don't agree?"

She Shan: "Then I have no choice but to be the same as before, slouching."

Meng Chi: "..."

Yang Zile: "Brother, why don't you just agree."

After pondering for a moment, Meng Chi relaxed his body, lazily turning the tea cup in his hand: "I can promise."

She Shan's eyes lit up: "What conditions do you have?"

Meng Chi glanced sideways slightly, looking out from the hole window of the tea room, and landed on the cabinet with various tea boxes: "You wrapped all the tea leaves there."

She Shan followed her line of sight and looked over, the cupboard full of tea leaves cost at least a hundred thousand.He made the decision without saying a word: "Deal!"

Yang Zile was taken aback for a moment, wondering if the photographer is so rich?

Meng Chi's expression did not change, and he said to Yang Zile, "Go and pack for Boss She."

After accomplishing her goal, She Shan felt relaxed. After walking out of Youran Teahouse, she took out her mobile phone and made a call. After a few seconds, the call was connected.

"He agreed," She Shan said with a smile, "Tingzhi, now you can't refuse me, right?"