Sister, you miss me

At midnight, Jinghu Xiaozhu.

The Yanagyu brothers knelt down, and Junko Yanagyu poured wine.

In the room, the traditional music of Maiko performance-the five wood lullaby is played.

Liu Sheng Haowu drank the wine in one sip and stood up: "Brother, today, you shouldn't give up."

"I just lost." Liu Sheng Junxiu closed his eyes and replied lightly.

"Don't you know that you are not yourself, but Mingren Academy, the Liu Sheng family, and even the entire Neon." Liu Sheng Haowu was excited.

"Good martial arts," Liu Sheng Junxiu shook his head, "Before coming to China, all I heard were praise and words of praise. I also thought that I was invincible in the world and became arrogant. Now thinking about it, those are not true. "

Junxiu Yanu drank a glass of sake: "There are some outsiders and there are heavens, and a person can only move on when he realizes his shortcomings.

"shame!"

With a cry, the sliding door opened slowly.

"Father!" The three brothers and sisters Liu Sheng got up at the same time and shouted in unison.

The incoming Liu Sheng Badao is the master of Tianchen Yidao Liu and the contemporary patriarch of the Liu Sheng family.

"Father, why are you here?" Seeing that Liu Shengba's face was frozen and cold, Liu Sheng Junxiu stepped forward and asked questions.

"Snapped!"

Liu Shengba's slap was a slap in the face.

"Hayi!" Junxiu Liu bowed his head, ignoring the bloodshot wiping the corners of his mouth.

"As the eldest son of the family, you are unable to defend the dignity of the family. I am extremely disappointed in you."

"The child is incompetent, please father to punish."

"Go back and talk about it, get out!"

"Hay."

The sliding door was closed behind Junxiu Liu, who looked at his sons and daughters and said, "Junko, are you sure you will win the competition tomorrow?"

"Father, please rest assured, my daughter has full confidence."

"Very good. The ambassador told the emperor about this matter, and the emperor is also very concerned. You must not take it lightly. Victory is the glory of the family, and defeat is a family disaster."

"Father, please rest assured, our siblings and brothers must do their best to live up to the expectations of the family and the emperor." Yoshio Yu took his position.

Badao Liu Sheng nodded slightly: "Junzi, in terms of tea ceremony, there is really no way for the father to help, for the father to have confidence in you, so you go out first. I have a few words to tell Hao Wu alone."

"Yes father."

Junko Yanagi walked all the way and exited the room.

"Good Wu, this knife, and this bottle of medicine will provide double insurance for your competition."

As soon as the knife was started, it was not heavy, and the appearance was just an ordinary wooden knife, and Liu Shenghaowu understood that there was something inside.

He held the knife and the medicine, and nodded heavily at Liu Shengba.

The next day.

The tea ceremony competition site.

Yesterday’s match was circulated by classmates, and the number of people who came to watch the competition today doubled that of yesterday.

Everyone from Mingren Academy was there, but Yang Feng did not see Liu Shengjunxiu.

Junko Yanagi is wearing an elegant kimono today. On the light blue fabric, there are a few budding lotus flowers painted on them.

She knelt behind the sea of ​​tea and closed her eyes, as if everything here has nothing to do with her.

She was waiting calmly for her opponent.

Su Qinxin hasn't come yet, strictly speaking, none of the four girls have come.

Seeing that the clock on the wall was about to go to ten o'clock, Yang Feng, like many people, stared at the door and paced back and forth anxiously.

Yoshitake Yanagi stood up, just about to say something, Junko Yanagi stopped him with his eyes like a prophet.

Just when everyone was about to lose patience, Su Qin's heart came.

With his face facing the sky, he was dressed in a white Hanfu, with two braids, clever smiles, beautiful eyes, and all the eyeballs in the library were attracted.

At this moment, Wang Bingqian, Qin Xue, and Jiang Jengyue are all foils.

Su Qinxin came with bare hands. She stood behind the empty bar, smiling at everyone.

Junko Liu Sheng got up, bowed at Su Qinxin, and then looked surprised: "Miss Su Qinxin, how do you compare to me?"

"That's right!" Yang Feng hurriedly came to Su Qinxin: "My grandmother, I'm here so late, and I haven't prepared anything yet. You don't think you can win by wearing a Han suit."

Su Qin's lips tickled, but did not answer.

"Oh, I'm afraid of you. What do you say I need, I'll let someone deliver it now, or just come with a simple tea sea?"

Before Su Qinxin could speak, Liu Shenghaowu finally couldn't help it: "What is this, do you dare to compare, or look down on us?"

Su Qinxin said indifferently: "Tea originated in China. Our ancestors started drinking tea more than 4,000 years ago, and the tea culture developed to its peak in the Tang Dynasty because of the "Tea Classic". , The tea culture has just spread to your neon."

"so what?"

"This is our culture, you have learned it, and you think you will carry it forward, but you don't know that we also have a good heritage."

"Stop talking nonsense, see the real chapter under your hand." Liu Sheng is good at martial arts.

Junko Liusheng nodded: "Miss Su Qinxin, you have to say everything, but in the end you have to make a cup of tea."

"You first." Su Qinxin made a please gesture.

Junko Liu Sheng didn't understand what medicine Su Qinxin was selling in the gourd, and her delicate brows tangled together.

Suddenly, there was a whistling wind outside the window, and everyone turned their heads to see that there were three Wuzhi planes hovering in the air, and each one slid down an agile man.

Blinking their eyes, three powerfully dressed men, led by a young man in suit and leather shoes, strode into the library.

This young man is upright and well-proportioned, with clear eyes, red lips and white teeth. He is handsome and can kill countless small meats in the entertainment circle.

For a while, everyone was speculating about his identity.

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled, this kid actually came, really good at taking pictures.

"Cousin, I came in time!" Su Hang's voice is also very nice, but Su Qinxin is the only one in his eyes.

"Also, if you don't come again, I will abandon the game." Su Qin groaned.

After speaking, the four came to Su Qinxin's face.

Su Hang took a wooden box from the big man, opened it preciously, and took out a simple pottery urn.

"Cousin, the ancestor heard that you are going to compete, let me bring you the heirloom."

Su Qinxin also took it with both hands, as if holding a holy object, "Thank you Grandpa for me."

Su Hang nodded and opened a box of unknown materials: "This is the Dahongpao of Wuyi Mountain. The harvest is not good this year. I only produced one or two. I will ask for half and send it to you."

Everyone doesn't know Tao Urn, but they have heard of Dahongpao in Wuyi Mountain. It is the best tea in Wuyishan that is controlled by the armed police and produces one or two catties a year. Only the highest head can enjoy it.

If the words just came from others, everyone would think he was bragging, but if Su Hang said it, everyone would believe it.

"And this." Su Hang took a clay pot from the hand of the big man. "It contains the rootless water of the Kunlun Mountain Tianchi at the time of today."

Every time Su Hang said a word, Liu Shengchunzi's face turned white.

"A big hand!" Someone in the audience exclaimed.

Su Qin smiled like a flower: "With these, if I lose, I will be very sorry to my ancestors, and I am even more sorry to the saint of tea."

"Is it possible to start with mystery?" Liu Shenghaowu didn't know whether he didn't recognize the situation or couldn't bear the pressure. He said, "Is it possible that the best tea and the best water can make good tea?"

"Liu Sheng, are you eager to lose?" Yang Feng retorted.

"Whoever loses will win, let's talk about it later."

Su Hang took the pottery urn and turned to Liu Shengchunzi, "Look clearly, what is this?"

There are some simple patterns on the pottery urn, as well as the three characters "Lu Hongjian". The characters are in official script, which is easier to identify.

"Could it be..." Junko Liu Sheng's calf softened and almost couldn't stand.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Liu Shenghaowu hurriedly supported her sister.

Junko Yanagi said in a astringent voice: "Could it be...is this a holy thing?"

Su Qinxin nodded: "Lu Yu, Zi Hongjian, this is the tea set used by the Tea Sage, and it is naturally a holy thing, more than 1,300 years ago."

"Her words!" Liu Shenghaowu retorted, "Why have we never heard of a holy thing passed down by the Tea Sage."

"Our Su family has established a family for more than two thousand years. This pottery urn was obtained from the descendants of Lu Yu, and it has been the treasure of the Su family heirloom. If it wasn't for your provocation this time, perhaps the sacred object of the Tea Sage would not This world."

"This, this is not fair!" Liu Sheng Yoshitake finally accepted all this weakly, but he still put forward his own opinions.

Su Qinxin shrugged: "I also feel unfair, so I think we can share these things."

"what?"

Junko Yanagi knelt on the ground with her knees soft, and shook her head with a wry smile: "Teacher Qiandao, Principal Moriguchi, we lost."

"Sister, how can you lose without fighting?" Liu Shenghaowu shouted.

Junko Liusheng shook his head: "What we lose is not skill, but grace and heritage."

The audience was in an uproar.

Junko Liusheng said, closing her eyes, and her long eyelashes were soon covered with crystal tears.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes again, struggling, came to Su Qinxin a few steps, bowed her eyes and said with enthusiasm: "Can you let me look at the holy artifact?"

"Of course!" Su Qinxin offered Tao Urn both hands.

Junko Yanagi took it with a pious face and gently stroked her hands, as if she could touch the glorious tea ceremony culture more than 1,300 years ago.

"Yeah--"

At this moment, Liu Shenghaowu's eyes were red, and he hit Tao Urn with a fist.

He wanted to destroy the holy relic.

Everyone's hearts mentioned their throats, but they were beyond reach.

"Asshole!"

Yang Feng yelled, raised his foot and hooked, pulling Liu Sheng Haowu's boxing front.

Liu Shenghaowu couldn't make a single blow, and he swept his legs again, and Yang Feng also raised his leg to block.

The two were squeezed together, wrestling with each other.

The crisis was finally over, and Junko Yanagi was so frightened that he hurriedly returned the holy artifact and questioned his brother loudly.

"Good Wu, what are you doing?"

"Sister, I just want to smash the holy relic to see what they have to rely on."

"Smash the holy thing? You will become a sinner!" Junko Liu shook his head: "Let's go, don't be ashamed here."

Liu Shenghaowu pushed Yang Feng away and pointed at him, "Yang Feng, I want to challenge you!"