Zhang Moyan: “?”

Why doesn't this person play by the rules?

She quickly gathered her thoughts and said, "If you don't understand, let me give you a detailed introduction, okay?"

"Say 'you'." Xiao Xingyu met her gaze.

Zhang Moyan was stuck and didn't react to what he said for a moment. It was not until he gave her an encouraging look that she realized he was asking her not to use the honorific "you".

This might not be appropriate...but the other person's eyes look so sincere!

Indeed, we are all young people of similar age, and the other party must feel awkward when they are addressed in a "you" manner.

Zhang Moyan nodded, followed suit, and began to introduce.

"We at Leading Media are producing a documentary about outstanding skilled craftsmen, "The Torch." Our goal is to use the stories of outstanding contemporary workers to call on the Chinese people to return to the simple values of labor and to eliminate the impetuous, money-obsessed mentality of today's society. After careful consideration, we sincerely invite you to be the first interviewee for this program. We hope you can accept our invitation!"

"Oh, why me?" The man raised his eyes slightly.

"You are a young expert in the porcelain industry who has achieved great success. Your family has been dedicated to restoring the craftsmanship of Northern Song Dynasty celadon porcelain for centuries, and has persisted to this day. This is a precious legacy and a very good example. We hope that through this program, the Chinese people will see this precious persistence."

After a pause, Zhang Moyan said unfluently, "Also, from the trending searches a few days ago, we saw that you have…" Zhang Moyan thought for a moment and replaced "traffic" with another word, "energy." So, we especially hope that you will be the protagonist of our first episode and make a good start for the success of "Xinhuo."

Xiao Xingyu sat still, seemingly lost in thought.

Zhang Moyan didn't dare to disturb him and waited for his reply with bated breath.

After a while, Xiao Xingyu adjusted her back to a comfortable position and said leisurely, "It's a good thing to awaken society's respect for professional skills. I consider that you, a girl, have waited so long..."

Zhang Moyan's eyes lit up: "Are you ready to accept our interview?"

Xiao Xingyu lowered his head and smiled: "I can tell you why I can't accept your interview."

Zhang Moyan's expression froze.

Xiao Xingyu calmly picked up the teacup, blew gently on the tea leaves, and said nonchalantly, "The main reason is that my mother won't agree."

He took a sip of Da Hong Pao and slowly raised his eyes from the rim of the cup: "And I am a mama's boy."

The air is quiet.

It’s really amazing.

This was the first time in Zhang Moyan's life that he saw someone say so openly that he was a mama's boy.

After saying this, not only was there no sign of cowardice on his face, but instead he had the pride of a three-year-old child who confidently tells everyone "I love mommy, my mommy is the most beautiful, I want to be mommy's good baby."

Zhang Moyan actually stuttered.