The fragrance of Sun Mei's tea wafted out, which was no worse than Chang Yunxi's.

Everyone looked at the two sets of operating tables in surprise.

Wen Yuan's lips curled up slightly: I didn't expect that Sun Mei was a daughter-in-law, but she still had such a trick hidden in her hands. It's really not to be underestimated.

Manman's eyebrows frowned slightly: It was not that she didn't believe in her classmates' skills, but that she just looked at Sun Mei's tea making moves, which was almost exactly the same as Chang Yunxi's.

Logically speaking, Chang Yunxi is in the south and Sun Mei is in the north. The differences between the north and the south are almost everywhere in all cultures, and tea culture is no exception. The two should have different styles.

Ji Yun's graceful and calm eyes flashed as he swept across Chang Yunxi's silent face.

"Teacher Ji, what do you think will happen?" Wang Xuebin asked in his ear.

"I don't know either." Ji Yun smiled, his dimples were very shallow.

After smelling the tea fragrance and thinking that it is OK, the tea will be poured into several huge tea bowls in turn, called "Guan Gong Tour" and "Han Xin Ordering the Soldiers". The key to this competition is this. Because there are too many judges, the contestants must not be allowed to pour the tea into the large public bowl first. When the waiter takes it out, each judge will scoop a small spoon to taste it without distinguishing the tea cup. In this way, how to provide a huge amount of tea in the limited tea leaves provided by the organizer and maintain the most beautiful and rich tea aroma from beginning to end depends on the ability of the contestants.

Many people in the group replaced the tea leaves when the tea soup tasted less, but the tea provided by the organizer only brewed twice. In the absence of enough tea, they could only redistribute the existing tea soup, trying to make the tea soup in each tea bowl the same color and taste.

This problem seemed to have stumped Chang Yunxi. After cooking the first tea, he didn't move for a long time. Seeing that the amount of tea left was at most, it could only satisfy two public bowls. The total number of public bowls for the judges was as many as eight, which was a full half of the amount.

Seeing this, even Sun Mei, who was also in trouble, couldn't help but show her pride of winning. Her situation was much better than Chang Yunxi and other contestants. Because she was secretly clever, she deliberately gave less tea in each bowl when she first divided the tea. In this way, of course, there were more bowls. The organizer did not care about her. When the other contestants discovered her trick and wanted to imitate them one by one, it was too late.

Sun Mei smiled and smiled at this.

Wen Yuan thought to herself: This rich daughter is really smart. However, she didn't think about winning the flag like Sun Mei. She always remembers that Manman is present, and Manman is best at fighting back.

Seeing that the boiling water on the stove was about to boil, Chang Yunxi was still motionless, as if he was still racking his brains to think of cracking tricks. Seeing that the finished products of other contestants were taken out, theirs were walking in place. The competition time was approaching step by step, and they probably didn't even reach the quantity of finished products, so how could they talk about quality?

After picking up a few male bowls and weighing them, she suddenly had an idea. After the water on the stove was boiling for three times, she decisively used water to wash the male bowls, and did not wash the teapot. Her action made Chang Yunxi feel a little more in tune with her. After she finished scaling the male bowls, she immediately picked up the remaining tea leaves with wooden clips and carefully picked them up and distributed them into each male bowl. Then, she took the kettle in Manman's hand and poured water into each male bowl.

Their actions caused another whirlwind in the backstage. Almost all other contestants changed their color: it turned out that there was this move.

This move can be said to be a dangerous move, because the common bowl is big, and the tea leaves are placed at the bottom of the bowl and the hot water rinses, which is very easy to produce floating tea leaves. If it floats to the upper layer of the tea soup, it will look bad. Moreover, tea tasters will also worry about whether to drink the tea leaves into it, which will greatly affect the scoring.

Manman was able to think of this dangerous move because of her great trust in Chang Yunxi's ability.

Chang Yunxi did not disappoint her, and she reached the peak level of the pot. A stream of water flowed down the spout accurately along the bowl of the common bowl, like a stream pouring into the bottom of the bowl. The tea leaves at the bottom of the bowl were not only not dispersed, but were slowly lifted up like leaves floating in the water. As the amount of water increased, the tea leaves had weight and sank.

Chang Yunxi continued to slowly increase water into it, and sometimes continued, allowing the tea to float and sink. In this process, the tea was fully soaked and dispersed, and the tea soup was ever-changing, making everyone on the sidelines hung a heart.

In the end, Chang Yunxi picked up two public bowls and filtered the tea through a small filter, showing his superb water injection skills.

When Chang Yunxi poured the tea stems filtered from the filter into an abandoned bowl, Sun Mei's expression changed: it turned out that when he was picking up tea leaves, the other party had already taken the filtration into consideration and carefully selected raw materials to minimize the production rate of crushed tea residue. This requires such a pair of sharp eyes, or it is impossible to look at it with eyes, but to divide it with care. This person's understanding and following tea culture should have many years or how profound history and emotions have been accumulated.

Perhaps, she looked down on Chang Yunxi a little. However, she might not lose to the daughter of the tea shop owner. After all, the amount of tea is so large. Even though Chang Yunxi used this trick to make up for the loss after Manman's reminder, it was definitely limited. In terms of the richness of the tea flavor of the tea soup, it must be less than hers.

Chang Yunxi finally put down the kettle and tea bowls in her hand one by one. When the waiter sent their finished products out, she felt relieved when the competition arrived just as soon as possible.

Anyway, she and Manman tried their best in this competition.

It’s good to lose or win, but unexpectedly, in this game, she was accidentally ignited by the Heat in the game when she was learning tea art under her father’s guidance.

For a moment, the fog in my eyes seemed to merge with the remaining heat that had not dissipated on the operating table, and smoke curled like falling into a cloud.

A man's blue veil suddenly reached under her nose, and a gentle man said in a mellow voice: "Pull wipe your sweat."

She was stunned for a moment, and without thinking too much, she took the other handkerchief and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead, causing all the sweat beads of blind eyes to wipe away. When she wiped her nose, she smelled it, except for her own sweat, and the original smell of the scent on the handkerchief was like a little manly cologne. Her fingers immediately pulled the handkerchief tightly and didn't dare to wipe it down. When she looked closely, a gentle face of a musician with temperament was looking at her with a smile.

"Teacher Ji." She took a deep breath and wanted to return the veil to him, but she thought about whether it was time to wash it and then return it to others. In short, this man, as she had seen before, was extremely dark-bellied. After hesitating, he finally admitted that he had fallen into the trap of the other party, "I will return it to you after washing it."

"No problem, you will have no problem saving it for your whole life." Ji Yun said with a gentle voice.

Ji Yun's words made Manman look sideways, not to mention the others present.

It should be said that Ji Yun is very handsome, and his artistic temperament from the inside out has added a lot of bonus points to his appearance.

Sun Mei and Wen Yuan were standing nearby. When they saw him early in the morning, they couldn't help but wonder: Who would this person be?

Unfortunately, I saw Ji Yun pursing his thin lips like peach blossoms in March, showing an elegant smile like mountains and clouds. His eyes as clear as the sky seemed to be looking at him. Sun Mei's face suddenly burned and she lowered her face in panic.

Wen Yuan was stunned when she saw her like this.

Nowadays, the finished products of the contestants have been sent out, and the judges outside are busy in the lobby. It should be said that the ladies from high-quality family education have brewed tea soup and tastes very well. Some of their daughters who have participated in the competition have begun to rack their brains to guess which number of their daughters will participate in the competition to avoid voting wrong votes.

"Brother, what number do you think you will be?" Lu Huan scratched his head and asked for his elder brother's opinion.

Jun Ye didn't raise his eyelids and said righteously: "The Lu family never does stealing things. If you think it's better, you can vote for it."

If Lu Huan had known that his elder brother would say such things, he would not ask, and turned around to ask his brother-in-law if he had a good relationship with his sister.

Young Master Jiang didn't even think about it, raised his pen and flew on the voting paper to write No. 9, and replied: "The best cup must be your sister who rushed it."

One or two of them, all of which made Lu Huan speechless.

Jiang Mei was actually very nervous. Which group would her sister-in-law be? She looked around and didn't dare to ask her husband, so she had to pick up her son's answer, thinking that her son Dongzi had the best relationship with Manman, and perhaps the induction line between her and Manman was stronger than her younger brother.

Like his uncle, Xiao Dongzi also wrote No. 9. When his mother asked, the little guy blinked: "Mom, if my aunt knew that her people were unfairly voting for her, she would be unhappy."

Tsk! Jiang Mei is much thicker than Lu Huan, so she is not afraid of this and said, "If your aunt can't get that word, she will want to cry even more."

Xiao Dongzi was frightened by his mother, lowered his head and quickly thought about the answer carefully: my aunt would cry, what should I do?

Zhao Wensheng talked about his wife protecting his son: "Don't talk nonsense. You messed up like that, which would affect his vote. If he voted wrongly, Manman would really cry at that time."

If you can't guess it, it's better to believe in your own players' abilities. Those who think so are not only their table, but also others, but also others.

The table where the presidium is located is even more exciting.

Old Man Yao made a bet on Old Man Lu: Do you think this No. 9 will be Manman?

The grandfather of the Sun family snorted in his nose. The best tea flavor was obviously produced by their Sun family's tea art. How could it be brewed by your Lu family's daughter? It must be his own girl Sun Mei.

Grandma of the Sun family secretly grabbed the handkerchief and looked sad: Didn’t her old man drink it? Two numbers are from their Sun family’s skills.

After collecting all 465 valid votes, the host began to sing votes on the spot. At this time, the contestants also walked out from behind the screen and watched the process and results of the votes. Although they did not wear the contestants' numbers when they came out, the audience below still could not match them.

Every time the host draws a vote from under the box, the number of sings in public is the number, and another staff member accumulates the count on the spot with a counter and marks it on the public notice. Along the way, the scores were bitten very tightly. No. 8 was once ahead.

Sun Mei's eyebrows were flying and his proud look made everyone below see clearly: this girl is probably the No. 8 player.

So the grandfather of the Sun family, who voted in the wrong number 9, was stunned, and then thought: His granddaughter is ahead of his votes, not afraid, he just made a mistake, and the masses are still keen eyes. There is no reason for their Sun family to lose.

When the votes reached one-third, the votes of No. 8 and No. 9 began to be far ahead of the votes of other contestants. Seeing that there was no hope, the other contestants simply showed a calm attitude and waited and watched the battle.

Seeing such a tense battle situation, Xiao Dongzi couldn't show the calmness of the little adult. He nervously pulled the fox's cuffs: Is aunt the number nine?

No. 8 is another woman named Sun Mei. Not only the little guy, but the audience can recognize this from Sun Mei's expression.

In contrast, Manman and Chang Yunxi, who were standing by the side of the platform, were calm and composed, neither like winners nor losers. They were really incomprehensible and anxious.

"Sister-in-law is No. 9." Gao Dashu, who has always been free and easy, even became a little restless. "The people at our table all voted for No. 9."

If Manman and the others were not even No. 9, wouldn’t they voted for No. 9? At this stage, they had already helped others eliminate Manman.

In response to this, Jun Ye suddenly snorted: "She is not No. 9, she is not my sister."

Jun Ye’s general idea is that his sister’s ability is destined to be number nine.

But this tone sounds ambiguous to others: if my sister is not No. 9, it is proven that she is not qualified to be his sister.

After hearing what he said, everyone's faces were sweating halfway.

The vote-singing stage was at four-fifths, and at this time, the scores of the game suddenly came a subversive accident, and the number of votes of No. 9 suddenly broke through the defense line of No. 8 at some point.

The audience in the venue exclaimed and undulated each other.

Sun Mei bit her lower lip and was just unable to believe that No. 9 could suddenly surpass her, the number of No. 9 votes actually sang all the way after this, leaving her far behind.

The final result of the game is self-evident.

Seeing the overwhelming vote count of No. 9, who was more than 40 ahead of him, Sun Mei was stunned for a moment and couldn't believe anything. Why did this end up being the result? Originally, wasn't the vote count very tight?

"Why?"

She has always been arrogant and cannot accept such a result. When the notary was about to announce the results, she rushed to the stage and questioned her.

Why?

This answer was also somewhat strange when the audience saw the entire vote-singing process.

Manman, Chang Yunxi, Wen Yuan and other staff members who participated in the competition in the backstage and watched the contestants competed, looked at the public bowl and seemed to have a glimmer of answers.

As the host explained: "This is to ask yourself."

"You said ask myself!" Sun Meigao screamed at the other person's eyes as fierce as if he wanted to kill the other person. "I didn't cheat, why ask myself?"

"You took the opportunity to divide tea that was lower than the amount of tea in each regular bowl. This made our waiters go out to the judges to try it. The portions were insufficient and each judge could not taste your finished tea. Some judges naturally excluded you from the choice if they could not taste your finished tea."

Sun Mei was shocked: She was smart but was mistaken by intelligence, right?

Did you shoot yourself in the foot with a stone?

After breathing hard, she not only did not regret it, but roared to the host angrily: "Since the amount of tea is not enough, your waiter can explain to me and let me replenish the finished product. You are obviously favoring No. 9!"

The host and other staff members present expressed righteous indignation at her false accusations out of nothing.

"We are all fair post-field staff. The rules were already very clear at the beginning, and it was clear. We cannot intervene and remind any participants of any precautions. If we do this, it is a malpractice and unfair behavior. Besides, how can we favor Number Nine? Please provide evidence."

Get evidence?

How to get evidence?

Of course Sun Mei can't take it out.

For a moment, the discussions below all revolve around two things. One is that the contestant has taken advantage of himself, and he cannot afford to lose if he loses. The other is, whose child is this? Such a lack of temperament, he openly affects the notarization process during the vote-singing process. If you want to object, you should follow the procedures and have no education at all.

Grandpa Sun's face turned dark, and grandma Sun's body trembled.

Although the rostrum on the presidium was not like other seats, the big guys were calm and would not talk about right or wrong at will. However, the host sent someone to the presidium to ask the hosts of today's tea party Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, who should deal with this matter, saw Sun Mei standing on the stage like a trickster and refused to come down.

Mr. Lin pressed his finger on the table, and his tone showed a hint of impatientness: "There is a competition procedure, and it is not something that can win by cheating. Since she refused, she would let the security guard pull her down. If she refused, she would let her family come out to explain by herself. The guests present today were basically my wife and my wife's friends. I don't believe that there are those who educate my granddaughters like this among my wife and my wife's friends."

The Sun family's grandfather's face was not only black, but he grabbed his fist under the table and wanted to sweep Sun Mei on the table.
To be continued...