Tea Ceremony Trouble

"Grade A" is already a perfection, so what is the concept of "Grade A" and above?

Time froze for so long, Sui Han Chuci felt his jaw was sore.Helpless, he could only drag his chin, and asked with sweat all over his face: "How much does it cost to repair the Guiling Formation?"

"..."

No one answered him.

Although Chu Fengci "can see with both eyes", it is not the same as the world in the eyes of everyone. He only feels the silence in his ears. He guesses that the result is either too bad or too good - of course, the previous speculation has been automatically ruled out by him .

Leaving aside the unreliable Sui Hanchu resignation, Chu Fengci tilted his head towards Fan Qingxiu, with a smile on his lips, looking very flattered, and asked: "How is the rank?"

Fan Qingxiu came back to his senses, and when he faced Chu Fengci again, his eyes were filled with seriousness and admiration: "Very good."

he said.

It seemed that it was just a feeling, and Fan Qingxiu quickly realized that he had missed the point, so he added: "The grade of tea is B, the degree of completion of tea is first... and above."

Chu Fengci nodded.

His understanding of the ranking of tea grades comes only from paper. Apart from knowing that "A" is the best, he doesn't know how many tea masters' lifelong pursuits it represents, and what a terrifying wave it can create in the world of tea ceremony. .

As for the tea grade B, isn't it just the second grade?In Chu Fengci's mind, it was even more unworthy.

The stagnant air seemed to come alive at this moment, as if stirred by a giant stick, especially sticky and gloomy.At this time, the eyes of the other tea ceremony masters looked over, no longer pity and sympathy.

They couldn't even imagine that under this frail body and delicate face that made people think, there was an amazing potential that made everyone look up.

——It couldn't even arouse their vigilance and vigilance, because they knew that the road that Chu Jun could reach in the future was already far ahead of them.

Sui Han's first resignation was still bouncing, he felt a toothache, and said with a bitter face, "I'm holding back my sleeves, after the hallucinations, I'm going to suspect that I'm hearing hallucinations again."

Fan Qingxiu sneered: "You should take some medicine."

Then he faced Chu Fengci again, with silver hair and shawls, and eyes like fire.In those ruby-like eyes, it seemed that everything was bright red and emerald, reflecting the appearance of Chu Fengci, also with a touch of red: "Mr. Chu."

"Ok?"

"I thought you were like me."

"...Yes, at present I have no tendency to change my race." Chu Fengci focused very precisely.

"I will try my best to catch up with you." The color in those red eyes, which were already very beautiful, became brighter and brighter.Like a blazing and dancing flame, it almost burns people's eyes: "Please enlighten me when the time comes."

It was obviously a humble request, but Fan Qingxiu said it with full momentum.Like a steel knife, it chops mountains and rocks, with a fierce and hostile spirit.

Chu Fengci squinted his eyes, and subtly felt the hostility of Fan Qingxiu - but the hostility was not annoying, as if he had met an opponent who could fight in this life.Even Chu Fengci's temper was aroused in his heart to be competitive.

"Naturally," he replied.

Before the words finished, Chu Fengci was hugged into his arms, and the person who hugged him smiled and said, "Chuchu, you should take a look at him too."

"...Mr. Suihan, you really should take medicine." Chu Fengci said sullenly, resting his head on the man's not-so-generous chest.

"The title Sui Hanjun is really too unfamiliar." Sui Hanchu resigned, lowered his head and leaned against Chu Fengci's ear, breathing all the heat on the man's thin earlobe: "Let's call me by my real name. Chong Chengming - Luomeng Chong's family, remember?"

Once a tea master has obtained a "secondary name", he seldom uses his real name.

Even their clan and relatives are acquiescing.

For the tea master, the second name is a hidden representative of power, and it is also a medal of a tea master.Even if they become famous all over the world in the future, people will only mention their secondary names, not their real names, when they pay compliments.

This is an expression of recognition that the tea master broke away from his own clan and only used his own identity to meet the scrutiny of the outside world.

But in contrast, calling him by his real name may be a rude act for a tea ceremony master.But taking the initiative to tell is an act of expressing intimacy.

So even though Fan Qingxiu watched Sui Han Chuci's movements, he heard his whispers.

It's just that his complexion sank, and he didn't interrupt Sui Han's early resignation.

Sui Hanchu's resignation was also very helpless.

He is different from Fan Qingxiu, because of his personality and status in the clan.

Fan Qingxiu can have pure friends and opponents, but Sui Han Chuci cannot.

Perhaps before the evaluation of the magic circle, he and Mr. Chu were friends of gentlemen; after the evaluation of the magic circle, their friendship would inevitably be tainted with interest factors.The Sui family cannot be an enemy of Lord Chu, it would be even better if they could win over this support.

Sui Han Chuci didn't have any objection to this, he was used to being heartless, he would always pick and choose before making friends, and there was no such thing as "pure friendship" for a long time.

It's just that every time there is a very pure and unaffected Fan Qingxiu next to him, it makes him a coquettish bitch even more.

Sui Han Chuci rubbed his nose, pulled Chu Fengci and said a few words before letting him leave his chest.At the end, he also added: "If you come to Luomeng Star in the future, please come to my Sui's house v●"

Chu Fengci said helplessly: "...Okay." By the way, he divided the Luomeng star into the blacklist of planets that he would never go to.

The rest of the tea ceremony masters looked at Chu Fengci thoughtfully. They really couldn't be as cheeky as Sui Han Chuci, they were just doing it for the benefit of the clan, so why not...silently covered their chests.

The expression on Fan Qingxiu's face seemed to be broken. The corner of his lips twitched, and he pulled Chu Fengci up: "The result of the competition has been determined, let's go."

——It has indeed been confirmed that the grade B tea leaves have a degree of completion of "above grade A".Don't say they can't compare now, even if they do it ten or eight times, they still can't compare.

Even though the results of the competition had come out, there was no one in the judges' seat.

If I had to bring it up, it would be the long-faced judge whose whole body was shaking like sifting chaff, his lips were pale, and sweat was constantly pouring out of the tip of his nose.

——If you let him know that Mr. Chu has such a monstrous ability, he will definitely not offend him!

Although the long-faced judges were heartbroken, they were not so frightened that they lost their minds. They thought that after the competition, they had to discuss this matter with Chu Fengci.

He is always a six-star tea master, so he can barely be regarded as his senior.Chu Fengci also didn't know about the deal between himself and Elder Guangyao, so he wouldn't form a deadly feud—if it was possible, he might be able to pick up an apprentice for nothing.

Regardless, the talent in tea art can shine brightly in the teacher's school. Just with that figure... even if you can't eat it, you can still feast your eyes.

The long-faced judge became more optimistic as he thought about it, his eyes were narrowed into narrow slits, looking a bit wretched.

Just when he was thinking/obsessing that he could pass on a good teacher-student story with Chu Jun, and even develop a deeper relationship, he suddenly felt chills all over his body, and that feeling of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart again.

He raised his eyes and met Fifth Sheyuan's gaze.

The black-haired virtual operator, with a smile on his lips, looked lazy.However, the long-faced judge's heart suddenly tightened, and he accidentally spilled the bamboo cup in his hand, and the Dianhong tea in it flowed out.

Dianhong tea gushes out, forming a pool of light red water on the table, which is very bright.The long-faced judge subconsciously lowered his head, seeing his pale face imprinted in the water, and always felt that the redness in front of him was getting deeper and deeper.

In the end, it was like a pool of blood, and he was the dead person lying in the pool of blood.

"Ah!" He exclaimed in shock.

Even though it was very short, he brought back the sanity of the judges who were contemplating and repenting, looked towards the long-faced judges, and saw the fragrant red tea soup on the table at a glance.

Immediately, the judges showed expressions of disapproval!

If you can't get used to newcomers, that's fine. Now that Mr. Chu is so talented, if he still doesn't show face like this, isn't it because he is sincerely looking for others to make him unhappy?

The elder of the tea association, seeing the pale face of the long-faced judge, felt that the other party was cowardly, and felt that the other party was not strong enough, so he slandered several times in his heart.

Regardless of his pale complexion, he shouted to the tea waiter beside him: "Also change the ranking, go tell the commentator."

The face of the long-faced judge seemed to be even paler.

This time the narrator received a new paper raft, and he could read out who No.1 was almost without unfolding it.

But he still unfolded, and when he saw that astonishing result, he still couldn't help but suffocate.Still relying on his professionalism, he read out word by word.

——Even if the emotion is not strong enough, the tone is not sonorous enough.But no one went to find his fault.

"No.1, Yunnan Dianhong. Tea ceremony master Chu Jun... The tea is grade B, and the completion degree is above grade A."

After the narrator finished reading, he took a deep breath as if he had completed a sacred mission.

No one laughed at him.

No one even felt that his reaction was too exaggerated.

Even on the starnet where the artificial intelligence collapsed, it was still as quiet as before, with only a few words of discussion popping up occasionally.

That feeling is probably like watching a master of tea ceremony, born.

Fortunately, the commentator just finished reading Chu Fengci's ranking and regained his professionalism.With a sound like pearls falling on a jade plate, Lang Lang read out the next ranking:

"No.2, Zijin Robe. The tea master turned his green sleeves, with a score of 48."

"No.3, Zijuan tea..."

When the narrator slowly read out the rankings, it was originally the moment when the tea masters paid the most attention, but at this time no one was distracted by it.

Zhang instantly got up to stop Fan Qingxiu, and whispered to Chu Fengci, "Congratulations."

The author has something to say: Today I am really sick! ! _(:з)∠)_

Ah... Try to update as early as possible tomorrow, reader dad, don't wait too late, and I don't want to be too late every day QVQ