Xiang Xi heard it twice. He only thought that Hu Hai might play a little bit like what he usually hears, but he never expected that Hu Hai would start playing "Fireworks Easy to Cold".

If Xiang Xi hadn't had work, he would have almost started singing along.

But I have to say that it sounds so nice. Xiang Xi put the tea leaves into the pot and tried the temperature on the kettle. He sighed, "It turns out that he is indeed a vulgar person. The guqin music that Hu Hai usually plays doesn't sound as good as today's song "Fireworks Easy to Cold".

The procedure is still the same as yesterday, except that the tea is different and the water temperature requirements are different. For Xiangxi, there is no difference.

His mind was determined, and his movements became much smoother. When he sealed the pot, he even played a flower job and pressed the lid against Hu Hai's piano and put it on the pot with a stressful sound.

After doing this action, he wanted to laugh, but before he could do anything, he was proud... He looked in the direction of Cheng Boyan, and Cheng Boyan was eating snacks, looking at him with a smile on his lips.

He also curled the corners of his mouth, not embarrassed to smile too obviously.

While the pot was waiting, Hu Hai finished playing the first paragraph of "Fireworks Easy to Cold" on the other side. When the sound of the piano became weaker and when it became clearer, Xiang Xi, who was already a little worried about laughing, suddenly became uneasy.

He couldn't help but glance at Hu Hai, and the man lowered his head and banged seriously.

There were two tables in the room and the young man laughed. Hu Hai was playing "The Song of Swinging the Onion".

Cheng Boyan estimated that Hu Hai's bombings should be what Xiang Xi requested. "The Song of Swinging onion" was a bit unexpected, but "Fireworks are easy to cool" inexplicably fits Xiang Xi's temperament.

It has an indescribable fit with the little twitch he showed when he focused on making tea and the inadvertent indifference.

Cheng Boyan looked at Hu Hai, and this person seemed quite good.

"Mr. Cheng," a woman's voice sounded behind him, "When I came, I didn't say anything to me?"

Cheng Boyan heard that this was Peng Yunfan's voice. When he turned his head, Peng Yunfan had already sat down beside him. Then a little girl brought a pot of tea and placed it on the table.

"Boss Peng..." Cheng Boyan smiled.

"Call me Yunfan, Xiao Peng is fine," Peng Yunfan whispered on his lips, "This is the tea I usually like to drink, Mr. Cheng."

"I don't understand tea," Cheng Boyan grabbed the pot before Peng Yunfan poured him tea, poured tea into two tea cups, "Just taste it."

"There is nothing to understand when drinking tea, only whether to drink it or not," Peng Yunfan said with a smile, "Are you here to watch Xiang Xi's performance today?"

"Yes." Cheng Boyan nodded and his eyes turned back to Xiang Xi.

"This young man is very special," Peng Yunfan also looked over, "I am worthy of being Mr. Lu's apprentice. I really like the effect today, and the guests are also very interested in it. It feels fresh... Is Mr. Cheng very familiar with him?"

"I'm pretty familiar," said Cheng Boyan.

"If Xiang Xi is willing to come to me from now on, Mr. Cheng will have to come and support me often," said Peng Yunfan. "Does Madam like tea? You can come together, we also have great flower tea here."

"I... am alone." Cheng Boyan said, and he smiled when he met Xiang Xi's gaze.

Xiang Xi narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and lifted the lid of the pot. Hu Hai's piano sound turned back to the second half of "Fireworks are easy to cool".

For more than an hour, Xiang Xi was slowly brewing tea, and Hu Hai's song was always "Fireworks are easy to cool", but what made Cheng Boyan admired was that it was completely different, with various changing tones and changing rhythms, and what was different every time was probably the content he added.

Cheng Boyan didn't understand music, but after listening to it for more than an hour, he was not annoyed or even felt repetitive.

He looked at Xiang Xi who had finished making tea and was packing things, and said to Peng Yunfan beside him: "Thank you, Boss Peng for your tea, I'll say goodbye."

"Do you send Xiangxi back?" Peng Yunfan smiled, "I hope I can see you again."

"Yes." Cheng Boyan nodded. If it weren't for work, Xiang Xi would probably pick him up and drop him off every time he came.

Xiang Xi walked out of the back door with Hu Hai. Hu Hai drove Old Man Lu's Q7 away. Xiang Xi ran over and got into the car.

"Today is really..." Cheng Boyan wanted to say that today is great, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiang Xi.

"It's so good today!" Xiang Xi glared at him, "Let's talk to the beautiful boss all night to be very beautiful! Have you given you a business card again?"

Cheng Boyan couldn't help laughing: "I didn't give me a business card, but I can still give it back, it's not an invoice."

"What did you two talk about all night?" Xiang Xi fastened his seat belt, "I really want to come over and give you a cup of tea!"

"I didn't talk much, I just said a few words. I was staring at you," Cheng Boyan turned his head and looked at him, "Really, you are so handsome tonight...

"This praise..." Xiang Xi laughed, "It's so hard!"

Cheng Boyan started the car with a smile. When he was turning around and driving out, Xiang Xi's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone for a long time before taking out his cell phone. After a glance, he shouted again: "Officer Zhang! It's Officer Zhang! Is it..."

"Come on." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi answered the phone, his hands trembled a little, and his voice trembled: "Officer Zhang?"

"Xiang Xi?" Police officer Zhang's voice came from over there, "I should have called you earlier, but I just finished..."

"Is it...Uncle Ping...is there news?" Xiang Xi asked.

"Well, there should be reports on "The Evening News." Officer Zhang's voice sounded a little tired, but the tone felt relieved.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you can read the news!" Xiang Xi laughed and said loudly, "Have you really caught it?"

"It's disciplined. I'm not convenient to say before. The main culprit was arrested," Officer Zhang smiled happily. "There's another thing, Xiang Xi, come here tomorrow, and there are still some problems that need help."

"Okay! No problem!" Xiang Xi nodded vigorously.

After hanging up the phone, he saw that his fingers were turning a little white due to force.

"Catched!" He turned his head and looked at Cheng Boyan, "Uncle Ping caught it! Erpan also caught it!"

"Yeah!" Cheng Boyan nodded.

"Everything caught!" Xiang Xi threw the phone back, grabbed his arm and shook it hard, tears flashing in his eyes, "Everything caught! No one will pull me again, and there will be no more!"
Chapter completed!