Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 549
Xiaotang pinched Zhong Weiwei's arm nervously, and asked her: "What should I do? What should I do? Why do I think Mr. Ming is going to lose?"

Zhong Weiwei frowned, feeling uncertain.

She was becoming more and more incomprehensible to Zhong Xinran, but based on her understanding of Zhong Xinran, Zhong Xinran would not act rashly when she was not sure about things.

However, Zhong Xinran would consider any loss as an insult, and challenging someone stronger than himself would be called self-inflicted humiliation.

Zhong Xinran loves face so much, she would never do such a thing no matter what.

In the first match, the comparison was still about real tea and real fragrance.

Use suitable water to brew unprocessed tea leaves. Whoever has the most fragrant and longest tea will win.

In this round, Chen Shaoming won without any suspense, and it was easy.

In the second round, the competition was to order tea.

Whoever loses the soup will be the first to disperse and show water marks.

The result was unexpected, even Chen Shaoming himself did not expect that he lost to Zhong Xinran with a slight disadvantage of two breaths.

After one win and one loss, there was no sound in the arena, even the sound of the wind was still.

One must know that this was the first time that Chen Shaoming lost to someone who was not even known as a tea master, let alone a woman.

Although this woman's surname is also Zhong, she is the righteous sister and senior sister of Zhong Weiwei, who is famous all over Li country, which is unexpected.

Lu Chun's red lips parted slightly, and the ivory fan almost fell to the ground. He grabbed Chonghua's hand in disbelief, and shook it again and again: "Could it be that I'm blind?"

Chonghua cast a cold glance across, and she retracted her hand like lightning, looked at Chonghua flatteringly and smiled: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, another strong general has been added."

Chonghua was noncommittal, and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Douchatai.

Lu Chun asked Hu Zizhi in a low voice: "Sister Huifei, what do you think?"

Hu Zizhi smiled slightly, raised her finger to cover her lips, and made a silent movement.

Lu Chun smiled, glanced at Chonghua, and said, "I'm afraid we will have another sister in the palace soon."

Hu Zizhi acted as if she hadn't heard it, and looked at Dou Cha Tai with a smile.

The third match was Chabaixi.Chabaixi is based on ordering tea, using soup flowers to transform into various beautiful patterns. It not only pays attention to artistic appreciation, but also pays attention to the immortality of soup flowers.

Zhong Weiwei is still full of hope for Chen Shaoming. Affected by water temperature, tea leaves, and weather, everyone will miss. One loss is nothing, the most important thing is to play steadily.

Chen Shaoming is the son of Chen Junqing. From childhood to adulthood, he has experienced countless tea fights, and he has seen all kinds of scenes. After more than a year of hard training, and with the guidance of a Danqing master like Nan Xiaoqiao, his level cannot be so bad where to go.

Most of the people present thought so, but once again they were astonished.

Chen Shaoming's paintings are beautiful, and the bred Tanghua is also bright and moderate in white, everything looks perfect.

But Zhong Xinran is known as the number one talented woman in the Li country, and she is not famous for nothing. Her calligraphy and paintings are very good, and her exquisite and ingenious painting style is more suitable for such small paintings.

Almost at the first glance, Zhong Weiwei already knew that Chen Shaoming had lost.

This was an unexpected result. Zhong Xinran, who came out of nowhere, Zhong Xinran, who had never been famous for the tea ceremony, killed the famous Mr. Ming as soon as he came.

After the audience was silent, doubts and cheers surged like a tide.

Youyou's mouth was opened so wide that it could almost fit a fist.

Lu Chun was so angry that she slapped her fan vigorously, even more angry than herself when she lost.

Hu Zizhi was no longer calm, and looked at Chonghua tentatively: "Your Majesty, look, this?"

"Go back to the palace." Chong Hua remained expressionless, ignored the two of them, and left the stands first.

Compared to everyone's restlessness, both Zhong Xinran and Chen Shaoming showed an extremely calm demeanor. The two ignored the external voices, but saluted each other calmly, then got up and left.

It just symbolized Chen Shaoming's No. 16 bamboo chips. When the staff of the Fang Tea Pavilion threw the No. [-] bamboo chip into the box of the eliminated, Chen Shaoming's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and his expression was faintly depressed.

Zhong Xinran was different. With an airy posture, he got off the tea fighting platform steadily. Facing the cheers and admiration of his supporters, he only said modestly:

"Actually, my late father also liked the tea ceremony very much, and was very good at it. My father taught me this skill, so it is not my credit, but my late father's good teaching."

The implication is that her excellent tea skills were all taught by Zhong Nanjiang.

There is nothing wrong with this at first. Li Guo and Dongling are both big tea countries. The tea ceremony is highly respected in both countries. No matter the royal family, nobles, famous scholars, peddlers, or small farmers in the countryside, they are all very interested in tea ceremony, and they are proficient in tea ceremony. be proud of.

Of course, Zhong Nanjiang, a great Confucian of the generation, is not far behind in the tea ceremony. It is also reasonable that his biological daughter is good at the tea ceremony.

But it's just that it's inevitable that someone will think of Zhong Weiwei, because after Zhong Weiwei became famous in the tea ceremony, she never mentioned the credit of her mentor and adoptive father, as if she was purely self-taught.

This is a despicable behavior in Li country, where teachers are respected.

Gossip quickly spread among the crowd, but it was difficult to pursue it. Zhong Xinran didn't say anything, it was just that the common people love to spread rumors.

"The old man said a long time ago that he is not as good as you in the tea ceremony. She said that, but she didn't know what she was thinking about."

Xiaotang was very angry. Others don't know the truth, but don't the people in Cangshan know?
Since the day Zhong Weiwei entered Cangshan Mountain, he has shown a very high tea ceremony talent and attainment. Zhong Nanjiang is worthy of respect, yes, he is very knowledgeable, but he is not necessarily better than Zhong Weiwei in tea ceremony.

As early as when Zhong Weiwei was ten years old, Zhong Nanjiang said at a small tea fighting party that his attainments in the tea ceremony were far inferior to Zhong Weiwei, and he asked everyone to learn from Zhong Weiwei.

These are all facts, but there is no chance to tell them. Even if they are told, no one will believe them. Instead, they will think that Zhong Weiwei deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors.

This is not the most aggrieved, Xiaotang said angrily: "I just think that her technique and expression during the tea fight are exactly the same as yours."

Zhong Xinran's technique on the tea fighting platform was too similar to Zhong Weiwei's, almost as if Zhong Weiwei had taught him by hand.

But even if someone finds out, they won't think too much about it. The two of them came out of the same school. They are sisters and righteous sisters. Even if the techniques are exactly the same, it is normal.

Compared with Xiaotang's indignation, Zhong Weiwei didn't put her mind on it. Her focus was on this weird match and Chen Shaoming's body.

Seeing that Chen Shaoming was about to leave, she didn't care about the game ahead, so she grabbed Xiaotang and jumped off the bench to follow.

(End of this chapter)