Lin Xueqing's subversive performance not only impressed the audience, but also surprised Li Yundong: "can cultivation Kung Fu also be used to perform tea art.

Ruan Hongling looked worried at the asters. She opened her mouth, but swallowed the words in her mouth.

At this time, Lin Xueqing on the stage hugged around and then got off the stage. After the host said a few opening remarks, when he was going to step down, he almost stumbled with the tea table, which attracted a burst of laughter.

Her action was nothing, but when she stepped down, the host threw a look at Zheng Youming. Zheng Youming immediately understood and nodded secretly.

The eyes of the two of them were very hidden, but Zhou Qin, who had been staring at the field, found that Zhou Qin felt that he had not practiced, could not do anything, and could not help Li Yundong. She kept staring at the field with vigilance. Seeing that the two people looked wrong, she immediately said to him: "Li Yundong, you should pay attention to Ziyuan. I'm afraid they may have moved something on this table."

Li Yundong was stunned and blurted out, "I know they are shameless, but they are not shameless. Are they still doing this on the table?"

He looked at the asters who had come to the stage at this time and whispered, "there's no way to remind her now. What should I do?"

Ruan Hongling said, "I'll tell sister Ziyuan."

She whispered: "sister Ziyuan, you should pay attention to this tea table. I'm afraid there are ghosts."

Ziyuan was stunned, but the water waves on her face were not happy. She just looked at Li Yundong and others and nodded slightly.

After the host's introduction, Ziyuan took his own tea set with a tea pot on it and went on stage Yingying.

As soon as she appeared on the stage, both her appearance and temperament were far better than the previous tea lady. Everyone under the stage immediately took a breath of air-conditioning, which was shocked by her amazing beauty. Even if the most timid man saw her, he didn't dare to have a slightest blasphemy in his mind. The boldest thing was to think to himself: such a beautiful woman with such a dusty temperament Is Zi really in this world? What kind of man in the world can be worthy of her?

Ziyuan was wearing a white dress at this time, with the classical charm of Han clothes and the modern flavor of modern fashion. It was really like a fairy from heaven.

Ziyuan held the plate, Yingying bowed to the audience, and then put the plate on the tea table in front of him. This time, the tea table suddenly tilted.

Fortunately, Zhou Qin found the clue before, and Ziyuan was reminded. She immediately poured out of her body silently and gently supported the foot of the tea table. She glanced, but she saw that someone had moved the foot of the tea table and installed a mechanism. As long as she twisted a switch next to the tea table, the four corners of the tea table would become very loose, with a little east on it The West will tilt.

As the asters reacted very quickly, the people under the stage didn't notice the abnormality for a moment. They just saw that the tea table shook a little and then stabilized again.