"Or why your master left, the guests might leave too," Hu Hai said with a smile, "all of them came for him."

"That's so bad," Xiang Xi sat next to Hu Hai. "Who wants to see Mr. Lu, who is fairy-like, comes up with me wearing jeans. Don't you have to lift the table?"

"It's not enough to turn over the table," Hu Hai said, "but whether you can wait patiently until he comes out depends on your ability."

Xiang Xi bit his lip and said nothing.

The tea table and tea sets in the room were ready, and Hu Hai also passed by, and the sound of a piano could be heard.

Xiang Xi went out, stood up and walked through the corridor, and walked into the house.

The number of people has not changed much, and it is almost the same few people. In fact, he doesn't know whether there are too many people and there are fewer people. He has no nerve to look around. He doesn't even have to take a look at Lin He and Song Yi's table.

He just walked over with his eyebrows straight and stared at the back of the tea table and sat down.

The tea table was bigger than the one from the master, much more grand, and the chair was also very large. When he sat down, he felt a little empty on all sides.

Hu Hai's piano sound stopped for a short time when he entered the room, and then rang again after he sat down.

Hearing the familiar sound of the piano, Xiang Xi slowly calmed down, looked at the tea set, then raised his eyes and swept around in front of him.

When he glanced over, his mood that had just calmed down was a little trembling again.

I don’t know if I thought that the customer was sitting at the wrong table, or I had never seen someone dressed like this to make tea, or because it was not Old Man Lu who sat down, but all the guests in the room were staring at him.

Xiang Xi has never been paid attention to like this since he was a child. Uncle Ping gave him the life he needed to hide himself in the most hidden corner. In addition, he was useless to see anything and was used to not being watched.

Now he suddenly had to accept so many gazes, which made him almost want to stand up and leave.

But I couldn't leave anymore. A waitress wearing a white blue floral top and blue pants walked up to him and put the tea ordered by the guests in front of him.

Xiang Xi took a breath and slowly spit it out. What if he doesn't matter, the master said he could, Lu Miaoyu called him master, and Cheng Boyan said he had a very special temperament.

That's enough. All the insiders and outsiders have praised him. What's so scary? As long as you don't smash the tea set, wouldn't you just make a few pots of tea? Is it even more uncomfortable to be driven away by someone in the cold sky with the old north wind?

Xiang Xi lowered his eyelids, picked up the kettle at hand, slowly dripped the hot water on the teapot and tea cup, and started to warm the pot and hot cup, preparing to make tea.

There is no standard for this set of actions. You can pick it up and pour it on. Then you take the tea leaves, use a tea spoon to get the tea, and put it in a pot to wash the tea.

As long as he doesn't look around, he can calm down.

What I heard was the familiar sound of the piano, and in front of me was every tea set he had carefully played with. I could already smell the tea fragrance that was slightly invisible when washing tea.

He pointed a little on the kettle with his fingertips. After judging that the water temperature was appropriate, he poured the water into the washed tea and watched the hot water draw an arc in the air.

While picking up the lid of the pot and preparing to cover it and seal it, he heard a click from the front, which was the sound of taking pictures on his mobile phone.

He covered the lid of the pot and raised his eyes to look over the sound.

Two girls in their twenties sat in front of the tea table, one of them still had a cell phone in his hand. Seeing him looking at them, the girl smiled embarrassedly.

This smile was just embarrassed and kindness, which made Xiang Xi feel faintly held down. He poured the water on the covered pot and smiled at them.

After relaxing, Xiang Xi began to slowly and carefully look at the people in the room.

There are quite a lot of young people coming to drink tea now. Except for the two tables, men who look about the same age as Cheng Boyan and his eldest, there are other tables in their twenties.

However, it was probably because the person changed, the guests in the room were still a little curious about him, and people would watch him from time to time, and of course, some were also watching him all the time.

Song Yi and Lin He by the window are just there.

After facing his eyes, Song Yi raised his thumbs at him while eating a snack, and said in his mouth: "Awesome."

Xiang Xi smiled. Song Yi's action gave him great confidence. Seeing that the time was almost over, he took the tea clip and put the teacup over and put it in.

When the tea was poured out of the pot, the full fragrance of tea came over. Xiang Xi praised himself in his heart. It was great!

Cheng Boyan had an operation today and entered the operating room at 10 o'clock in the morning. It was already lunch time when he came out, but he didn't feel hungry anymore.

There was a text message from Xiang Xi on his phone, and he looked at it and laughed.

There are a few more items behind, all of which were from Song Yifa.

We're here.

Your little god is here, handsome.

Why do you dress so casually?

It's beginning, I'll report to you after I've finished watching.

It’s so handsome, it’s not that I praise myself, it’s so handsome, it’s different from old men and little girls, but unfortunately I can’t applaud.

Some girl took photos, and I found that it was so easy for him to recruit girls if he was really done well.

When he was about to get off work, Cheng Boyan originally wanted to call Xiang Xi, but was afraid that Xiang Xi was busy, so he called Lin He.

"Are you off work?" Lin He quickly answered the phone.

"Well, it's almost done. Are you still there? Wait until I go over and have a meal together." Cheng Boyan said.

"I'm still here, Xiang Xi has gone to rest. Now he is an old man, his master, right?" Lin He said, "I think this old man is not the same as him, so how did he teach it?"

"Have he thrown a pot?" Cheng Boyan asked.

"You guy," Lin He laughed, "I didn't fall, I pulled him and sat there, it was quite like that."

Cheng Boyan didn't ask any more questions. He could feel relieved if he knew that Xiang Xi was going well today. He knew that he was performing well, which was an unexpected surprise.

After get off work, he drove straight to Yunshui Fanxin. The road was a little congested. When he arrived at the place, he was afraid it would be too late. Just as he was about to stop, Lin He called him again and said that he and Song Yi were out immediately, and the old man and Xiang Xi were probably leaving through the back door.

Cheng Boyan drove around the back door again. As soon as he got off the car, he saw Old Man Lu and a woman walking out of the back door, followed by Hu Hai and Xiang Xi.

As soon as he saw Hu Hai and Xiang Xi walking side by side and talking, he immediately slammed the car door, strode over, and shouted a few steps away: "Old Lu."
Chapter completed!