aren't we rivals

Although Meng Chi was a little upset that Yu Tingzhi also came, he still went out to meet Song Min and found out about the relationship between Song Min and Yu Tingzhi by the way.

Song Min didn't know about the episode of tailgating, so as soon as Meng Chi appeared, he enthusiastically introduced each other to them.It is said that Yu Tingzhi is his brother who lives next door to his house, and the two have been neighbors for more than ten years, and the relationship is very close.Tonight's dinner was still served at Yu Ting's house, and then they went back to school together, and came to see it when they passed by, and happened to watch Meng Chi's tea ceremony performance.

Meng Chi and Yu Tingzhi looked at each other and nodded. Out of an inexplicable tacit understanding, neither of them mentioned the rear-end accident in the morning, as if they didn't know each other, and this was only the first time they met.

After a short stay, Meng Chi was called by Yang Zile to work again, and Yu Tingzhi and Song Min left Youran Teahouse.

When Yu Tingzhi drove Song Min back to the school dormitory, Song Min asked him again if he wanted to go to the porcelain factory in the suburbs together.

"Didn't Grandpa Yu's vase be broken? We can go and see if there is any suitable one." Song Min said again.

Yu Tingzhi did not remain silent this time but asked, "When did you and Meng Chi make an appointment?"

When Yu Tingzhi mentioned Meng Chi's full name, Song Min was stunned for a moment, because he only said one word, Mr. Meng, when introducing him.But soon he remembered that there was an introduction about tea artisans on the wall of Youran Teahouse, and Yu Tingzhi was not surprised to see it.

Song Min said that he hasn't made an appointment with Meng Chi for the next time, but he only has evening class on Wednesday, so it should be scheduled on this day.Yu Tingzhi pondered for a moment, and asked him to set a time to notify himself.

Song Min was very happy about this.

But Meng Chi was not happy at all.But he couldn't refuse Song Min, so he could only hold his nose and agree to this wonderful date that changed from a two-person world to a threesome.

On Wednesday morning, Meng Chi got up early, washed his hair, took a bath, changed his clothes, and even sprayed on a little perfume.

In order to ensure that the aroma of the tea leaves would not be polluted, the tea masters basically would not use scented hand creams and perfumes. Meng Chi even used hand sanitizers and shower gels that were unscented.

The bottle of sandalwood scented perfume he found was a gift from Yang Zile who didn't know where he got it, because it smelled elegant, like the sandalwood that Meng Chi often used, so he sprayed it on like that.Anyway, today is his master Yang Zhengfeng playing, no one cares whether he is good or not.

"Why are you so early today? Are you still wearing perfume? Where are you going?" Yang Zile, who was wearing a chicken nest head, came out from the second bedroom just in time to see Meng Chi standing in the kitchen holding a cup of honey grapefruit tea.

Meng Chi said "um" casually, without saying where he was going.After drinking the honey citron tea I made myself, I wiped my mouth with a paper towel and planned to go out.

"Hey, wait for me," Yang Zile immediately chased after him with his schoolbag in his hand, and asked Meng Chi to drop him off to school.

"I don't drive." Meng Chi said.

Originally, he was going to drive, but it was not on the way.Song Min said that it was just right for Yu Tingzhi to drive from school to pick him up, so that he would not have to run back and forth, so Meng Chi had no choice but to agree.

Yang Zile was not disappointed either. While following him into the elevator, he asked, "How do you think about what I told you?"

"What's the matter?" Meng Chi asked.

"I'm going to be a model for She Shan." Yang Zile talked about this with great enthusiasm, "I checked, and although She Shan is not a well-known photographer, she has won many awards."

The name Sheshan was both familiar and unfamiliar to Meng Chi, familiar because he had heard and seen it before; strange because it was seven years ago.

Seven years ago, Meng Chi was still a kid doing odd jobs everywhere.I worked as a dishwasher in a restaurant, as a wine seller in a restaurant, and as a mannequin in a studio a few times, the kind who wears trousers.

It was then that he met She Shan, a photographer who was looking for inspiration everywhere.She Shan didn't know what he liked about him, but insisted on saying that he had a wonderful temperament, followed him for three days and begged Meng Chi to be a model for him, and wanted to take a group of photos to participate in the competition.

Meng Chi was short of money and couldn't screw him, so he agreed.

She Shan randomly found a field overgrown with weeds in the suburbs as a shooting location, and brought a bunch of brambles, which were wrapped and tied, and asked Meng Chi to take off his clothes and roll around in the field, just like that. A group of photos named "Wild Spring".

Afterwards, She Shan paid Meng Chi a sum of money and invited him to drink tea at Youran Tea Shop.It was here that Meng Chi saw Yang Zhengfeng, who was making tea with Shi Shiran in a purple sand pot... The recruitment notice behind him - recruiting apprentices, including food and housing.

So Meng Chi stayed.

This stay lasted for seven years, he changed from a handyman to Yang Zhengfeng's apprentice, and integrated into the Leisurely Teahouse.

He didn't know whether She Shan won the prize or not, and they didn't leave their contact information at that time.At first, I even thought that this unreliable man, She Shan, might not be a photographer, but a hooligan and liar.If he hadn't given the money happily, Meng Chi would not have agreed.

Now, if She Shan hadn't recognized Meng Chi from that video that suddenly became popular, they might not have crossed paths again in this life.

"And it's not the first time you've cooperated with him. This time we can still catch his popularity. He has 20 followers on Weibo." Yang Zile said, "The previous video was moved because of the marketing account. There is a little heat, and the Weibo of our teahouse has not gained a few fans at all. Look at the shop, and now there are fewer people."

This is true, network traffic comes and goes quickly, and only relying on such an accidental popularity can stabilize the source of income, and there will not be so many real economies that are empty and facing closure.

But even so, Meng Chi still didn't want to gossip like this.

"Read your book carefully. Why worry about it? Can we support you? Do you have to sell yourself?" Meng Chi said.

Speaking of which, the two of them had already reached the gate of the community, and these words attracted the attention of many aunts, Yang Zile was already used to Meng Chi's way of speaking, so he laughed, "It's not a prostitution, at most it's a prostitution. "

Meng Chi clicked his tongue and raised his hand to knock him, but Yang Zile slipped away quickly, "I'm off to school, I'll give you another day to think about it!"

"Hey, brat." Meng Chi raised his leg as if to kick him, when the phone vibrated.

Five minutes later, a silver-gray Lexus ES appeared in front of Meng Chi's residential complex.

Yang Zhengfeng owns a small villa in the community near Youran Teahouse.When Meng Chi first came, he lived in a teahouse as an apprentice and was responsible for opening and closing the door every day.

Later, there was a thief in the store, and Meng Chi was slightly injured in order to snatch back a set of purple sand pots that Yang Zhengfeng had kept for a long time.Yang Zhengfeng formally accepted him as a disciple, and called him to live at home by the way.

This residence lasted for three years. Meng Chi got his primary certificate as a tea artist when he was 20 years old, and then moved out of that small villa. He rented a two-bedroom apartment in Jingya Community and lived there until now.

Because it was close to the nearby middle school, and because Yang Zile couldn't stand Yang Zhengfeng's nagging, he also moved in with Meng Chi, and the two of them mostly only went home for dinner together on weekends.

Jingya Community is not a high-end community, and it is rare to see good cars.So when this silver-gray Lexus ES appeared in front of Meng Chi, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Without him, when he bought a car two years ago, this model was the first thing he saw, but because the price exceeded his budget, he replaced it with the current Audi.

Before the car stopped, Song Min, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pulled down the window and greeted Meng Chi with a smile on his face.

Meng Chi naturally saw Yu Tingzhi through the wide open car window.Compared to Song Min who was full of smiles, Yu Tingzhi's face was very cold.

As Meng Chi walked over quickly, he thought in his heart that Mr. Yu was still a rich second generation, and he had a lot of good cars.

"Mr. Meng, have you had breakfast?" After he opened the back seat door and got into the car, Song Min, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked, "I bought hot milk and panini."

After years of training in smelling tea, Meng Chi's sense of smell is very picky. When he opened the car door, he could smell the smell of milk and food in the car, in addition to the light woody aroma.

In fact, Yu Tingzhi's car aromatherapy smells very pleasant, completely overpowering the smell of leather in the car, but mixed with the smell of food, it doesn't smell so good.

But it doesn't smell good, and it doesn't matter after hearing that Song Min also prepares breakfast for him.

Unfortunately, Meng Chi had already had breakfast.

"I've eaten." Meng Chi said, seeing that Song Min was only wearing a round-neck sweater, he immediately said, "You don't need to wear so little. It's very windy in the suburbs, and it's easy to catch cold."

"It's okay, I brought my coat," Song Min smiled, and raised his chin toward the back seat, "It's right there."

Only then did Meng Chi notice a paper bag of a luxury brand on the back seat, with a beige padded jacket inside.

Song Min is also a rich second generation, yes, after all, he is Yu Tingzhi's neighbor.

Meng Chi nodded and didn't say anything else, but when he looked away, he met Yu Tingzhi's gaze in the central rearview mirror. After a second pause, Meng Chi smiled slightly, and then looked away.

The vehicle started slowly, and there was only the roar of the car that was mostly blocked by the windows.

Song Min held a glass of milk and sipped it through a straw. Occasionally, he would chat with Yu Tingzhi about the school curriculum and interesting things in class. Neither History nor Philosophy was selected, and I chose other teachers, and I felt sleepy as soon as I started class.Yu Tingzhi said that there is no need to take these two courses for his major.

"But I'm just interested in these things." Song Min said, "Ms. Chen's speech is too boring. It's not as easy to understand as you."

To this compliment, Yu Tingzhi remained silent and didn't answer, but Meng Chi, who had been ignored all this time, couldn't take it any longer. When passing a certain fork in the road, Meng Chi noticed that Yu Tingzhi had turned on the turn signal to turn the car into a car. Said, he cleared his throat, and reminded: "Don't take Xinjian Street, this road is not easy to walk."

Yu Tingzhi glanced at him from the rearview mirror, said "Yes" and said, "I know."

After Meng Chi finished speaking, he actually regretted it. Of course, Yu Tingzhi knew whether Xinjian Street was easy to walk. After all, they just had a rear-end accident there three days ago.

He didn't speak again, and looked sideways at the traffic outside the window, and the car fell into a brief silence.A few minutes later, the car drove away from the urban area, and at a fork in the road, Yu Tingzhi suddenly stopped the car.

"What's wrong?" Song Min asked.

"I'm not familiar with the road here," Yu Tingzhi said, "Let Teacher Meng sit in front."

Song Min was stunned, and Meng Chi was also stunned. He wanted to say that he could turn on the navigation, but Song Min obediently opened the door.

Through the narrow part of the rearview mirror, Meng Chi could only see Yu Tingzhi's drooping eyelids, and he couldn't see his expression clearly under his long eyelashes.

After changing seats, the light woody smell became stronger, and the smell of food also became stronger, which was not pleasant.

Meng Chi pulled the seat belt, and when he buckled it, he missed the alignment, and the seat belt suddenly got stuck for some reason, and when he fiddled with it with his right hand, a shadow suddenly cast in front of him.

A gust of warm breeze swept over, and those complex and unpleasant smells were replaced by a warm but cold ocean smell.Meng Chi stepped back subconsciously, leaning his back against the back of the chair, unable to retreat, and could only look at Yu Tingzhi's enlarged profile in front of his eyes.

In my conscience, Yu Tingzhi's face is really heavenly, especially the pair of eyes, the eyelids are thin and wide, the tails of the eyes are raised, not sharp, there is only a cool style, the pupil color is slightly lighter, and it becomes shallow in the sun Brown, as transparent as glass, it seems that you will be taken away if you look at it for a long time.

Even if Meng Chi doesn't eat this one, he won't be able to resist the beautification crit.

The close distance was only a moment, maybe only a few seconds, and Yu Tingzhi had already adjusted the seat belt and buckled it into the card slot, and sat back in his seat.But the faint ocean fragrance still lingered in Meng Chi's nostrils and lingered for a long time.

He didn't pay attention when he was sitting in the back seat, but now he was in the passenger seat. Even though Meng Chi's face was facing the window, Yu Tingzhi's hand on the steering wheel was inevitably caught in his peripheral vision.

Meng Chi suddenly remembered that a certain TV series once said that there are three moments when a man is the most handsome.He couldn't remember the other two, but he only remembered one steering wheel with one hand.

At this time, Yu Tingzhi was handsome as he was steering the wheel with both hands, but Meng Chi only cared about those two hands.

The swelling of the injured part has subsided, and the original smooth lines have returned, with only a very light purple mark.Under the bright sunlight, those hands are sometimes tensed and sometimes relaxed, like a living work of art, and that purple mark is the imperfect beauty of the work of art.

"Teacher Meng, where should we go?" Yu Tingzhi asked suddenly, interrupting Meng Chi's sneak peek.

Meng Chi blinked, looked out the window intently, and replied, "Turn right ahead."

Yu Tingzhi turned the steering wheel, and the vehicle drove to the right. At this time, they had entered the suburbs, and there were no tall buildings in the city on both sides of the road, only the forests that had just sprouted green shoots.

"Did you often come here to choose tea sets?" Yu Tingzhi asked again.

"Yes, it is!"

Before Meng Chi could speak, Song Min in the back seat answered for him first, "Mr. Meng said that the quality of the porcelain produced by the kilns here is not inferior to that of well-known manufacturers, and they are so close. Naturally, we want to support local brands."

Meng Chi didn't deny it, and turned to look at Song Min, with a characteristic smile on his face, with a slightly naughty smile: "I said, Song Min, can you stop calling me teacher? I'm obviously not two years older than you , just call me a generation higher. Besides, what kind of teacher am I, Mr. Yu is a serious teacher."

"Haha." Song Min in the back seat laughed, "Brother Tingzhi is indeed a teacher, but not my teacher."

After all, he was not taught.

"I don't call you Mr. Meng, that's... um..."

While Song Min was thinking about how to change his name, Yu Tingzhi suddenly said to Meng Chi, "Then if this is the case, don't call me Teacher Yu."

Hearing this, Meng Chi raised his brows slightly, wondering what are you talking about at this time?

Yu Tingzhi noticed his gaze, glanced sideways, and said, "Just like Song Min, call me brother."

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