Xiang Yu had actually met Wang Zhengyu before.
When Yearning For Life had just started broadcasting, Xiang Yu had seen him a few times in the village, but they had never interacted.
After all, this world was different from the world before Xiang Yu's rebirth. For example, there was no Mercedes-Benz in the car brands, no Jay in the hands of the famous brothers, and Zhao Xiaogu and Reba were both child stars who were only eighteen or nineteen years old...
Xiang Yu had always kept a respectful distance from the entertainment industry because the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry in his previous world were too powerful.
This was completely different from his life and personality.
Xiang Yu liked this kind of peaceful rural life. Occasionally, he would travel, free and fulfilling.
That was why he had rejected Cheng Li's invitation.
But now, he could not be so direct anymore, because the big white goose's trouble just now could be big or small. It did not take it to heart, and he had to accept this favor.
After some consideration, Xiang Yu nodded."Let's go to the tea house."
The small bamboo house wasn't small. It had two floors and the courtyard was more than 600 square meters.
The teahouse was on the west side, next to a small stream. Xiang Yu used a few bamboos to open up the joints and form a waterway, allowing the clean stream to flow into the teahouse automatically.
Xiang Yu took out a green clay stove from the wall kitchen. He took some water, lit the fire, and gently started to cook tea.
"It's not a good tea. I picked it myself and stir-fried it. I hope Director Wang doesn't mind.”。
"How could that be? Little Brother Xiang, you really know how to live. Did you build this small bamboo house yourself?”
Xiang Yu smiled and nodded. The water was boiling. After chatting for a while, Xiang Yu began to make tea.
It was a very simple brewing method. The glass teapot was filled with tea leaves and the boiling water was poured in.
However, when the glass jug was half filled with water, Wang Zhengyu was surprised to find that the originally inconspicuous black tea leaves inside were rejuvenating in the boiling water. The dried leaves and branches stretched out, and the color turned into fresh green tea again. It was as if there was a special effect added.
" This, this…" Wang Zhengyu was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
When the tea leaves in the glass pot were all unfolded, the entire pot of tea had already become a beautiful painting in Wang Zhengyu's eyes.
Xiang Yu picked up the teapot and poured tea for him, muttering to himself.
" Flowers fade, red, green, and apricot are small. When swallows fly, green water flows around people's homes. There are few willows and cotton blowing on the branches. There are plenty of fragrant grass in the world..."
Wang Zhengyu's expression changed and he exclaimed,"" This is..." He only said two words before he covered his mouth again, afraid that he would disturb Xiang Yu's poem.
This was a term he had never heard before!
The artistic conception complemented this pot of spring tea!
The glass pot tilted, and the green tea made a pleasant sound as it poured into the cup.
" The swing in the wall, the road outside the wall, the people outside the wall, the beauty in the wall laughing, the laughter gradually faded away, passionate but annoyed by heartlessness..."
At the end, the tea stopped. Wang Zhengyu was stunned. He seemed to hear someone sighing…
Shocking!
It was incomparably shocking!
When Xiang Yu finished reading the entire poem, Wang Zhengyu felt his scalp go numb. It was as if there was a big drum in his heart that was beating wildly.
"Pay me back, Butterfly Loves Flowers, Spring Tea.”Xiang Yu smiled as he handed over the tea. Wang Zhengyu stood up and respectfully accepted it.
He no longer had the heart to look down on him, even if this young man was very young, even if the difference in status between the two of them was huge.
Wang Zhengyu was completely stunned by him!
Holding the tea with both hands, Wang Zhengyu took a sip. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something else, but he felt as if he had drunk bejewelled nectar.
"Good tea, good tea. Um, Brother Xiang…Mr. Xiang, did you write that poem yourself?”Wang Zhengyu was a learned man, but he had never heard of such a term before.
Xiang Yu shook his head. Spring tea."
To show the masterpiece of Mr. Su Dongpo, who did not exist in this world, Xiang Yu could not name it himself, so he took a step back and called it his teacher.
"Then your master…"
" I don't want to live anymore…" Xiang Yu waved his hand, not wanting to talk about this anymore. Wang Zhengyu sighed regretfully.
"Director Wang is looking for me because he wants to invite me to join your show, right?”Xiang Yu asked.
"That's right. Previously, Old Cheng from our production team looked for Mr. Xiang. Our production team discussed it later. The price is too low. One million per episode is really not enough. If you're willing, I can offer eight million per episode, or even…"
"Director Wang, it's not about the money. I really don't want to do this…" Xiang Yu interrupted him with a smile.
"Ten million!" Wang Zhengyu said unwillingly. 10 million per episode, I have the confidence to push you into a Heavenly King-level celebrity!”
Xiang Yu smiled bitterly." Director Wang, I really don't have any ambitions here. I won't join the Mushroom Hut."”
Wang Zhengyu stared at Xiang Yu for a few seconds before sighing. He could tell that Xiang Yu was serious.
Xiang Yu laughed again." However, what Director Wang wants is the show. If the show is done well, it doesn't necessarily have to be fixed in the mushroom house. I think the life I want isn't like yours…"
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