When true love is announced [Entertainment]

Mr. Jiang did not lie to Song Zhaoyan, he did bring Song Zhaoyan to a tea room. This tea room is in a small alley in Gucheng Street, City C. It is not easy to find, and the facade is not eye-catching. There is only a wooden sign hanging on the door. , the name was also chosen very casually, with the words "Yuyou Chayi" written on it.

An Yi and the driver consciously stayed in the car.

However, An Yi secretly looked at Mr. Jiang who was still smiling, and carefully told Song Zhaoyan to hold the phone in his hand and dial in time.

Song Zhaoyan happily agreed. It turned out that the assistant who grew up to be a strong woman who grew up to be unsmiling was so interesting when she was young.

Well, once again, when he was young, he was not really familiar with all the staff.

Deep introspection is required.

Song Zhaoyan happily followed the old man into the door. There is nothing special about the inside of the door, but just like the sign outside, the wood is simple, neatly placed, and with some soft music, there is really something there. Yoyo meaning.

There is a bell hanging at the door, and when people enter, they can hear a crisp sound.

Song Zhaoyan followed Mr. Jiang into the door, and when the bell rang, he saw a woman with long black curly hair and a cotton floor-length skirt walking over.

The woman is not particularly beautiful, but she feels very special, lazy, casual, gentle and natural.

She wasn't surprised to see Mr. Jiang, but after she glanced at Song Zhaoyan very quickly, there was still a little surprise in her eyes.

Probably because Mr. Jiang really didn't like to bring people here, she couldn't tell what Mr. Jiang meant, so she just greeted with some doubts: "Uncle Jiang?"

Mr. Jiang nodded to her, with a kind face and a very normal smile: "Is Xiaocheng here?"

The woman nodded quickly: "Yes, where else can he go now?"

A woman's unconscious sentence revealed her concern for the person who said it.

Song Zhaoyan has already started to think about the meaning of Mr. Jiang bringing him here.

The old man Jiang didn't say anything, he just waved his hand towards the woman: "Go and call him, and make a cup of tea for me and my little friend."

The woman obviously knew Song Zhaoyan. When she saw it before, there was no strangeness in her eyes. When she heard what old man Jiang said, she glanced at Song Zhaoyan in surprise, but she quickly turned around and walked to the second floor as old man Jiang said.

The tea room has two floors, but the open area is only on the first floor, and the second floor should be used for the main house to live in.

The old man Jiang was really familiar with this place. When the woman turned around, he took Song Zhaoyan to a seat in the back and sat down.

Song Zhaoyan just took a look at it, probably because the location of the tea room is really remote, and there are no guests at all except them.

The old man Jiang smiled at him: "Don't worry, generally no one comes here, even if someone does, it won't affect you."

Song Zhaoyan nodded slightly, he didn't care about this.

That is.

He became more and more sure that Mr. Jiang might have something to ask for from him, and this request might have something to do with the person who is coming.

That's right, even if he thought he was a young man with some abilities, he wouldn't be so enthusiastic, that fiery and satisfied gaze fell all the way on him.

To be honest, he wondered for a moment whether this old man had a daughter or granddaughter who was about the same age as him and wanted to marry him, so he dragged him on a blind date.

But knowing this kind of thing, this old man should not be so unreliable.

Moreover, Xiaocheng or something, the name is also a man, no, and he must be a couple with the temperamental beauty just now.

Song Zhaoyan relaxed a little bit, in his heart, except for the matter related to his father and Yun, the rest is not a big deal.

Old man Jiang didn't know what Song Zhaoyan was thinking, but seeing how satisfied Song Zhaoyan was, he couldn't help smiling at people.

He sat at the position facing the stairs on the second floor of the store, looked at Song Zhaoyan with a relaxed expression, and was about to say something, when he raised his eyes, he saw someone first, and waved: "Xiaocheng, this way."

With a polite smile on Song Zhaoyan's face, he turned his head, and then, in just a second, with a swipe, the smile on his face changed.

Laughing is still laughing, a real smile has become a fake smile, and politeness has become a struggle.

Song Zhaoyan turned his back to the old man, and the old man still introduced enthusiastically before he could see it: "Zhaoyan, this is Qu Cheng, a junior of mine, who makes good tea. If you want to drink tea, don't I immediately I thought of him. Qu Cheng, this is Song Zhaoyan, you know him, he is popular, and his acting skills are not bad."

The old man emphasized: "The important thing is to have good acting skills."

Qu Cheng couldn't think about what the old man said for the time being.

He was not in a good mood this time, so his face was not very good, but when he heard the old man yelling, he specially raised the expression on his face. It shouldn't look so ugly.

But why did this popular star look at him with such a wrong expression?

Song Zhaoyan turned to look at him, and Qu Cheng happened to be facing Song Zhaoyan: "To know is to know."

Looking at Song Zhaoyan's face, Qu Cheng was really puzzled: "But I don't think the two of us have met before, right?"

Is he right? He was really guilty of asking, because Song Zhaoyan had a look on his face that I think you are very upset.

Song Zhaoyan's face changed in an instant. Although the smile on his face was not friendly, it was a normal Song Zhaoyan smile.

Everyone in the circle knows that Song Zhaoyan has this temperament that doesn't like to laugh at people.

Qu Cheng blinked his eyes, did he see it wrong just now?

Mr. Jiang felt something was wrong: "What's wrong? Zhaoyan, do you know Xiaocheng?"

Song Zhaoyan turned his face and said clearly, "I don't know."

Qu Cheng's heart skipped a beat, no, why did I gnash my teeth like this when I heard what this stranger said three times.

The old man didn't care so much: "Come and sit quickly, what are you doing standing there?"

Qu Cheng scratched his head, forget it, maybe he was in a bad mood and appeared in a trance: "Then you still like Laojun's eyebrows."

The old man shook his head and asked Song Zhaoyan: "Little friend, which one do you like?"

Song Zhaoyan pursed his lips. In fact, he didn't like drinking tea very much. He invited Mr. Jiang to drink tea because he didn't want him to drink.

Theoretically, what he likes is Biluochun, because Yun Wei likes this one, saying that the soup is bright and clear, and looks pleasing, so he just likes it.

If it was any other person standing in front of him now, he would definitely say Biluochun, but the problem is, it is Qu Cheng standing in front of him.

Qu Cheng!He doesn't understand tea, but Yun Wei understands it, why Yun Wei understands it is because of this Qu Cheng!

Why didn't he think of this person when he heard the word Cheng just now!

Song Zhaoyan especially wants to make a bad face. He and Yun Wei have never had a third person in their life, but they can't help it. Yun Wei is so good, but some people like to get up. For example, the one in front of him may not have many films. I personally see a young director who shoots youth literary films.

What a coincidence, this person's favorite is also Biluochun, hmph!