Qin Yan stood in the center, and all the countless gazes around him were cast.

His face was calm and he couldn't see what was in his heart. He said to Danzo: "You have put in such a lot of effort, just to make me fool of myself. If you have any means, use it."

The words fell.

The people around him looked at each other, showing a gloating look.

The old man in white walked forward and clapped his hands gently. Three figures walked out of the crowd, one man and two woman, standing behind the old man in white.

These people appeared and cheers rang out in the audience.

"We in Japan, I represent calligraphy and are also internationally renowned writers, screenwriters and ancient Chinese researchers. As for these three, they represent tea ceremony, kana and bushido, and they are all the top presences in various fields."

The old man in white looked proud and smiled and said, "There are also chess and cooking skills, which are also our cultural traditions."

After saying the last sentence, two more people came out, one was an old man with gray hair, leaning on a crutch, and the other was a fat man with big ears, wearing the chef's clothes.

"The cultural elite of Japan?"

Qin Yan frowned and said bluntly: "Since that's the case, then start!"

The old man in white coughed a few times and looked at Danzo. He saw Danzo take out the phone. Many people in suits and ties walked out of the backstage of the martial arts temple, all of whom were shogunate members, and planned to watch the competition.

"Asoo-kao, you go up first!"

The old man in white had a high status, and his eyes swept around and looked at a woman.

The woman was wearing a long blue dress with fair skin, especially her hands, which were thin and long, and looked very weak.

"Asoo-ka, pay homage to Lord Madman!"

The woman bent down, bowed to Qin Yan, then clapped her hands, and a staff member came out and moved many tables, chairs, tea leaves and cups, and placed them in the center.

Asoka continued, "I am good at Japanese tea ceremony, so please give me some advice."

at the same time!

The reporters around all leaned forward and pointed more shots at Qin Yan.

"Tea ceremony?"

Qin Yan looked cold and chuckled, "Your so-called tea ceremony was passed down from China. On this basis, some habits have been changed and become your own things. Haha, it is simply ridiculous."

Asoka was stunned when she heard this, her face looked a little ugly.

She walked to the table, picked up the kettle, filled it with clear water, and said, "Madman, you can't say something randomly. Our Japanese tea ceremony is created by our own origins. It is very different from your Chinese tea culture, even a lot beyond yours. Is it undeniable?"

Others responded one after another, all supporting Asoka's remarks.

As for the people watching live broadcasts in China, they were indignant. They were talking lies with their eyes open. China's tea culture has a history of thousands of years, and Japan's tea ceremony has only become popular recently.

"Your country is simply a despicable nation."

Qin Yan was too lazy to talk nonsense and said directly: "I represent China, you represent Japan. Now it is live broadcast between the two countries. Which one is stronger and who is weaker, we will know after a competition."

Asoka nodded, that's what it meant.

She kept silent, closed the lid of the kettle and placed it on the fire, then took a few tea cups, placed it on the tray, touched her waist with her slender fingers, took off a sachet, slowly opened it, emitting bursts of fragrance, which instantly spread throughout the martial arts temple.

"The Rhyme of Snow!"

When everyone saw this scene, they all widened their eyes.

They stared at the sachet and their breathing became rapid. The fragrance of Aso took out a snow-white leaf, with clear veins on it and exuded a strong fragrance, like white snowflakes, with clear edges and corners.

The Rhyme of Snow is a famous tea in Japan. It has a special variety and a rare yield. Because it looks very much like snowflakes, it has this name.

In Japan, only the shogunate emperor can enjoy it.

Aso Xiang moves elegantly, removes the tail of the tea leaves, carefully puts it in the teapot, waiting for the water to boil, holding the kettle handle in one hand, holding his wrist with the other, slowly lifting it up, the water column slowly falls down, and enters the teapot, a faint white smoke comes out, the fragrance spreads to the nose and spreads towards the surroundings.

action!

Expression!

Asoka interpreted the tea ceremony to the fullest, and others were amazed, squinted their eyes unconsciously, took a deep breath, and wanted to feel the fragrance of tea.

Even the Chinese people were stunned when they saw the scenes on the live broadcast. This was so beautiful.

at last!

Asoka picked up the teacup, put it in a tray, walked towards several congressmen, poured a cup of tea for each of them, then picked up a cup and handed it to Qin Yan.

"Madman, please enjoy it."

She smiled, looked full of confidence, and had a hint of provocation.

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes, sniffed gently, and waved his hand and said, "No need to drink it. Your tea is considered a trick, but there is still a big gap between us in China's tea art."

What's the thing?

Several members of the parliament were drinking tea, their faces full of enjoyment.

When they heard Qin Yan's words, they were all stunned and could not believe their ears. This is the snow charm. Usually only the emperor can enjoy it. If it weren't for the competition, they wouldn't be qualified to drink tea. But the crazy man was arrogant and said that there was a gap between the tea art in China. What a fucking joke?

"The Crazy Man, it's live broadcast now. If you dare to mock our tea ceremony, then let's convince us, otherwise, you China will lose."

Danzo's eyes lit up, and this opportunity was waiting for.

Qin Yan sneered repeatedly and walked towards the table. He glanced at the surroundings, and there were many kinds of surprises placed. Then he shook his head and said speechlessly: "Is there only these teas in Japan?"

Asoka frowned, not understanding Qin Yan's meaning.

She walked up and said in confusion: "For the sake of the competition, we have prepared all the tea leaves. Even if it is the snow rhyme, I can give it to you if you want to use it, but if you make an excuse and deliberately do not compare, you will only betray you and lose."

I'm determined to lose?

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows and said word by word: "The tea ceremony you just now is just a pediatrics. It's better to see what the real... tea culture is."

As he finished speaking, he left the center and walked towards the door of the martial arts temple.

The others were confused and didn't understand what it meant?

"Hurry up, reporters follow, the madman may take the opportunity to escape, take photos quickly, haha, let all Chinese people see that the great heroes of their country actually ran away in shame."

Danzo rushed over with excitement on his face.

The other reporters carried the equipment and followed Danzang's footsteps to the door.

Under their gaze, Qin Yan did not leave, but walked towards a daffodil. Because Japan had made full preparations to show his national style, hundreds of flowers were placed at the door.

Qin Yan stretched out his hand, touched the petals of the daffodil, then picked one and placed it in the palm of his hand.

The others were surprised. Just like looking at fools, they prepared a lot of flower tea in Japan, including chrysanthemums, roses and cherry blossoms. Why do you have to be so troublesome if you want to use flower tea?

Qin Yan ignored it, picked the daffodils, walked towards the next lily, and then the roses...

He was not anxious or impatient, as if he was walking in the field, and he would caress every flower, and then slowly take off a petal and put it in the palm of his hand.

When everything was done, someone counted it and it was exactly one hundred.

"Look at it, what is a tea ceremony!"

Qin Yan returned to the center, put the petals in his hand into the teapot, then picked up the clear water, poured a full pot, closed the lid, and began to shake slowly.

Asoka was stunned!

Several congressmen were shocked!

Because the so-called tea ceremony requires boiling water to exude the mellow fragrance and color of the tea leaves. However, Qin Yan did not boil water, so he saved a lot of arrangements and directly mixed the petals and clear water together was a taboo in the tea ceremony!

Win!

We won!

Asoka clenched her fists and showed a proud smile. It turned out that the madman didn't understand the tea ceremony at all, but she glanced inadvertently and her smile froze on her face.

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