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And the most popular is the speculation about her family background, netizens are not only sharp-eyed, sometimes they are like a group of rabble, for fear that the gossip will not be eye-catching enough, and they have begun to add fuel to the fire.

Tiancheng Entertainment launched public relations measures as soon as possible, and kept contacting Weibo to remove the hot search as soon as possible.

But the number of netizens who participated in the discussion was too large, and after ten minutes of the hot search being removed, it made a comeback again.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yan Shiqi sat alone in the living room of Linhu Bay, Sister-in-law Lin went out to buy vegetables, and she nestled on the sofa, covered with a blanket and reclined in a daze.

The rumors on the Internet did not affect her at all.

The reason why she was stunned was that she was wondering if she should go and see Wen Cheng later.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and she picked it up to see that it was a long-lost number.

After a moment of trance, she pursed her lips and took the lead in greeting, "Teacher Song." ”

Song Qiyu, a person who has not been in touch for a long time.

On the phone, his voice was low, revealing a bit of bookish warmth, "If I hadn't watched your live broadcast, I wouldn't have known that you had returned to Licheng." ”

"I just came back yesterday, and Mr. Song also watched it?"

At Song Qiyu's end, there was a shallow sound of wind, he seemed to be outside, and his voice tightened after the wind passed, "It just so happens that I am free today, and I am fortunate to watch a very unique live broadcast screen." ”

He always seems to be so watertight when he speaks, even if he hasn't been in touch for a long time, he doesn't make people feel uncomfortable and unfamiliar.

Yan Shiqi leaned on the sofa and changed his posture, his eyes fell on the scenery outside the window, and he smiled faintly, "Let Teacher Song smile, you call me, is there anything wrong?"

I haven't been in touch for a long time, is it because of a live broadcast and a chat with her?

In my impression, Song Qiyu is not a person who is good at maintaining communication.

As she opened her mouth in confusion, before the other party could answer, there was a sudden knock on the door at the entrance of the villa.

The people outside the door seemed to be anxious, and the knocking on the door became more and more urgent, and they seemed to have lost their patience.

"Teacher Song, wait a minute!"

Yan Shiqi lifted the blanket and walked quickly to the entrance with slippers, and outside the door opened with the cold wind, there was a warm orange with an anxious face.

"Are you alright?" opened the door and saw someone, and she expressed concern.

After Yan Shiqi was stunned, he shook his head with a smile and pulled her into the door, and pointed to his mobile phone again, signaling Wen Cheng to wait.

She and Wen Cheng stepped into the living room one after the other, and spoke into the phone again, "Teacher Song!"

Song Qiyu groaned, "Are you busy?"

"No, it doesn't matter, you say!"

"Since there is something wrong, I won't bother you for now. I called you today, mainly to remind you that since you have returned to Licheng, remember to come to the Yuhe Tea Art House when you have time, your tea art class has not been completed, and you have not forgotten it. ”

Song Qiyu's tone of reminder was very calm, like a serious and responsible teacher.

At this moment, Yan Shiqi's face was a little hot, and he suddenly felt that he had signed up for the tea art class on a whim, like a child who only had three minutes of heat, and he didn't stick to it.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that it has been a long time since I have made tea for the fourth brother.

Yan Shiqi's careful thoughts were surging, and he bit the corner of his lower lip with some embarrassment, and found a step for himself by the way, "I haven't forgotten, thank you Teacher Song for reminding me, I'll go over when I'm done." ”

"Okay, wait for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Yan Shiqi's eyes flickered, slightly recalling the knowledge of the tea ceremony, and then a thought floated through his mind: What is the name of the props for filling the tea?