It wasn't a casual thing to shout well while watching a show.
To shout well on the point was to be an expert. It would give the actor an additional sense of satisfaction.
However, if one didn't shout well on the point, it would often give the actor a fright … They would think that they had done something wrong.
This was the situation in front of them.
However, when everyone saw the monk's supportive smile, they felt relieved.
Following that, the actors acted as though they were on steroids. They began to act with all their might. Their every move became more and more serious, and their fighting was even more satisfying …
When Squirrel saw this, he learned from Fangzheng. As long as he was sleepy, he would immediately shout, "Good!"
The actors were often shocked in the beginning, but they later understood that the audience below the stage didn't understand acting at all. Hence, they could shout as they pleased.
It was fine as long as they liked it!
Hence, the people on stage did their best to act, and the people below the stage did their best to shout. It was extremely harmonious …
This scene was filmed by someone. After filming it, the other party realized that there was nothing wrong with the stage, but there was something wrong with the man and squirrel sitting below the stage!
Why did this monk look so familiar?
Finally, the other party smacked his head and exclaimed, "Abbot Fangzheng!? Abbot Fangzheng is here to watch the show? "
However, the other party couldn't be sure until Squirrel shouted well.
Only then did he confirm that Fangzheng was the only person in the world who could bring a talking animal.
Hence, he immediately felt as though he had found a treasure and discovered a new continent. He hurriedly posted it on his WeChat Moments …
…
At the same time, at the school's competition venue, the competition had already begun.
The tea ceremony competition ended first. Japan's Tea Ceremony Master Chiyo and China's Tea Ceremony Master Song Xian fought to a draw. The two of them shook hands and left.
Following that was the competition of tea leaves.
After a short rest, Master Chiyo came to the arena again.
Everyone knew very well that the tea leaves were the foundation of a good pot of tea, but good tea brewing skills also had the ability to turn something rotten into something magical. Therefore, tea leaves and the tea ceremony weren't as simple as one plus one equals two. Therefore, in this crucial round, the Hiei family still let Master Chiyo take action.
At that moment, Red Boy and Salted Fish had just arrived. Looking at the old man from Japan, Salted Fish mumbled. "He's already so old. Why is he joining in the fun?"
Red Boy said wistfully, "That's right …"
The people by the side were taken aback when they heard that. They subconsciously shot a glance at Red Boy and Salted Fish.
In order not to attract unnecessary attention, Red Boy used his divine ability to disguise the two of them as two ordinary city residents.
Therefore, the two people at the side looked at them as if they were looking at two idiots.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a handsome fish before? "Salted Fish glared at him.
The other party shook his head and muttered, "There's really something wrong with his brain … His words are incoherent. Instead of being a human, he wants to be a fish …"
After saying that, the other party hurriedly dodged. He had to hide far away in case he was bitten by these two mentally ill people.
However, someone was unhappy. It was a Japanese. He frowned and said, "What do you know? Master Chiyo was the most famous tea master in Japan. His performance just now had explained everything! Each and every one of his movements is as if made by Heaven. Ordinary green tea, in his hands, is comparable to top-grade green tea! "
Salted Fish said, "Uh, it sounds rather impressive, but after all that, isn't he still a tea master?"
The Japanese said angrily, "He's not a tea master. He's a tea master!"
Salted Fish asked, "What does a tea master do?"
The Japanese wore a helpless look, but he was indignant. He whispered, "Brew … tea …"
Salted Fish shrugged and said, "That's right. Isn't he a tea master?"
The Japanese realized that he couldn't communicate with the idiot in front of him, so he decisively shut up.
Salted Fish also turned his head and said to Red Boy, "Look at these people. A tea master is so impressive …"
At that moment, Song Xian stood up.
"Is Master Song preparing to go on stage again?" someone mumbled.
"That's not right. Master Song isn't walking towards the competition venue!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked over with puzzled expressions.
Song Xian walked into the crowd and said to an old man in the crowd with a smile, "Master, you came too?"
The moment that was said, there was an uproar!
Chiyo, who was sitting there with his eyes closed, was also stunned. Song Xian's attainments in the Way of Tea were about the same as his. Then, who was the person Song Xian called a master?
Almost at that instant, a name flashed across Chiyo's mind!
Ishii subconsciously put down the teacup in his hand and exclaimed, "Could it be Tang Ze, who hasn't left the mountain for ten years? Old Mister Tang? "
Song Ming was taken aback as his gaze landed on the person his father was bowing to. The next moment, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground as he exclaimed, "Muddle Tang!?"
"Song Ming, what are you talking about? What Muddle Tang? That's China's number one tea master, Tang Ze. However, Tang Ze never participates in public competitions. He only drinks tea and discusses the Dao with everyone in private. However, no matter how powerful an expert is, they will admit their inferiority after tasting tea with Tang Ze. His first place isn't a result of a competition, but because everyone recognizes him. Therefore, very few outsiders know of him. Only the senior insiders know how powerful he is, "Song Ming's uncle said.
Song Ming said with a bitter smile, "I see. Tang Ze, Muddle Tang … I was actually fooled."
Tang Ze didn't expect Song Xian's eyes to be so sharp. He was hiding in the crowd, but he was still recognized at a glance.
Tang Ze stood up and returned the bow. "Brother Song, you're being too polite. I'm not a master. I'm just a tea master … "
The moment that was said, everyone fell silent …
Song Xian had a wry smile on his face.
Qian Yu fell into deep thought before coming to a realization.
The happiest person present was naturally Salted Fish. Salted Fish clapped and said with a smile, "Look, look … Eh? Country R, am I right? They are tea masters!? "
The Japanese man's face turned livid, but he didn't know how to refute it.
Perhaps he had never heard of Tang Ze, but who would dare say that he wasn't a master when even Song Xian addressed him as a master? Who could refute a master who said he was a tea master?
Looking at Salted Fish's smug look, the Japanese man turned his head away. Out of sight, out of mind.
However, when he turned his head, he was depressed to discover that the bastard had turned to his other side at some point in time. When he turned his head, he happened to see him again!
Salted Fish grinned and said, "I knew you would run. I was waiting for you here. Come, tell me, what are they? "
The Japanese man snorted and turned his head again. It was that despicable face again!
Finally, the Japanese man looked up, thinking, "There's nothing you can do if I look up, right?"
However, when he looked up, it was still that face!
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