After dinner, Tang Xiaobao sent Zhong Xue back to school.

Zhong Xue didn't bother him anymore, but just kept saying that when she had time, she had to meet her roommates, and emphasized that her roommates were all beautiful women.

Tang Xiaobao said yes repeatedly.

That's the end of the story.

When I looked at the time, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

Tang Xiaobao called Fang Cheng and asked him to meet at a nearby teahouse.

On the phone, Fang Cheng seemed to be in a bad mood, which made Tang Xiaobao a little curious.

It shouldn’t be like this. Didn’t the ratings just break the record last night?

Logically speaking, Fang Cheng should be the happiest and most excited now!

An hour later, Fang Cheng arrived at the teahouse.

Since Tang Xiaobao invited him, he had to come, but traffic jams were the norm in Yanjing, so he arrived a little late.

As soon as he entered the room, Fang Cheng apologized repeatedly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. The traffic is so congested. In Beijing, I really need to buy an electric scooter. It will be convenient to go everywhere without traffic jams. Driving here is like buying a lottery ticket. Whether it will be congested or how long it will last is completely unpredictable. It all depends on luck."

Tang Xiaobao laughed and said, "You're just being ungrateful. Your words make us outsiders feel bad. The housing prices in Yanjing are so high, so many people are trying their best to come here, and yet you keep complaining."

Fang Cheng sat down and said with a smile: "To be honest, this guy is like a besieged city. Those who haven't entered are desperately trying to get in, but after entering, they often regret it."

"Come, make some tea. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.

"What? I'll make tea?"

"You brew tea very well, don't you? I can't." Tang Xiaobao glared at him. "I spent a lot of money to buy good tea. Don't waste it. I'll just have one cup. You know I'm a country bumpkin. I don't understand the art of tea at all."

Fang Cheng felt a little touched.

He felt that Tang Xiaobao didn't treat him as an outsider.

"Okay, okay, I'll make it. Is that not okay with me?"

He started making tea.

Tang Xiaobao asked curiously, "You sounded unhappy on the phone. What's wrong? What's the trouble? Tell me about it. If you need help, just let me know."

"No."

Fang Cheng frowned slightly, but immediately returned to normal: "These are all trivial matters in the station. It's better not to talk about them. I appreciate your kindness, and I still owe you a big favor."

"Forget it, you don't owe me anything." Tang Xiaobao waved his hand: "We each get what we need. Look how famous I am now, my popularity is skyrocketing."

"Don't treat me like a fool. When haven't you been extremely popular? Whether you participate in this competition or not will have little impact on you, but it has a huge impact on me. The ratings for the semi-finals exploded, reaching 26. This has never happened before, and it's enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life." Fang Cheng said quickly.

Tang Xiaobao laughed.

Fang Cheng is quite good at making tea.

Soon, the aroma of tea filled the air.

"Come, try it?"

Tang Xiaobao shook his head: "Forget it, the cup is too small, it doesn't quench my thirst, it's better to drink water, if that doesn't work, beer will do."

Fang Cheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"You really are a monster."

Fang Cheng sighed, "If it were someone else, once they had money, they would definitely cultivate some taste. Drinking tea is a must."

"I'm just curious, do they really drink tea?"

"If you can't drink it, just pretend you can. Just praise the tea whenever you have time. There are only a few words of praise, and you can't go wrong with them."

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Tang Xiaobao said, "It's so tiring to pretend. Even if you have money, you still have to pretend. How tiring would that be? Wouldn't that make you uncomfortable?"

"Society is like this. Whether you like it or not, you have to pretend."

"By the way, why did you suddenly think of inviting me for tea?"

Tang Xiaobao said, "Look, the show's ratings are going viral, so I have to celebrate for you. Besides, I have to go back soon. It's not a good idea to stay here all the time. Before I leave, can't I ask you out for tea? Oh, by the way, let's have dinner together tonight. I've already reserved a table."

"Then I'll treat you." Fang Cheng said.

Tang Xiaobao waved his hand: "Are you richer than me?"

He looks extremely arrogant.

Then he laughed to himself.

Fang Cheng pointed at Tang Xiaobao and said, "Hey, I think you're quite shameless. Is there anyone who boasts like you?"

"Yes, isn't it here?"

"Forget it. By the way, the finals will be held in half a month. Everyone is paying attention to your victory. Although I have great confidence in you, you still need to choose a song during this period and report it to me in advance." Tang Xiaobao coughed. "I really need to talk to you today."

"Go ahead and tell me. Your business is my business. If you need help, just let me know." Fang Cheng said with a smile.

Tang Xiaobao blinked and said, "I won't participate in the finals."

puff!

Fang Cheng was sipping tea when he suddenly spit it out.

He jumped up, covered his mouth, and stared at Tang Xiaobao with wide eyes: "Your joke scared me to death. Ouch, my tongue got a blister. Don't make such jokes while drinking tea in the future. It will kill me."

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious."

Tang Xiaobao's expression was very serious and earnest.

Fang Cheng sat down, swallowed his saliva, and said with a bitter face: "My Uncle Tang, my Brother Tang, what kind of crazy are you doing? Please don't hurt me. If you want to withdraw from the competition, how the hell am I going to explain it to the audience? And, most importantly, why do you want to withdraw from the competition? This doesn't make sense."

"I'm not interested anymore."

Tang Xiaobao said.

Fang Cheng said, "Don't play dumb with me. Let's get down to business. What's the matter?"

"I'm serious. I'm really not interested." Tang Xiaobao frowned and said, "Of course, that's only one aspect. On the other hand, I want Liu Ling to win the championship."

Fang Cheng wiped the sweat off his face, frowning, "Why? Why would you help her? Besides, even if you withdraw, she will definitely not win the championship."

"Why? She sings beautifully and has the talent to win."

"But her image isn't very good. Honestly, she was lucky to make it to the finals." Fang Cheng said with emotion: "This society is so realistic."

Tang Xiaobao smiled, took out his phone, pulled out a photo, and handed it to Fang Cheng: "What do you think of this girl?"

Fang Cheng took a look, his eyes lit up, and nodded: "She has a great figure, fresh and refined facial features, quite beautiful, and she looks all natural. Hey, show me what she does."

"Because she is Liu Ling."

Tang Xiaobao chuckled.

sweat……

Fang Cheng was at a loss for words: "Liu Ling from the past? No wonder she looked familiar to me, but she's gained weight now."

"No, she is the current Liu Ling." Tang Xiaobao smiled faintly: "Don't doubt it, it was me who helped her lose weight successfully. As for what happened today, this is the photo I took of her after she had the weight loss and plastic surgery."