Holding the Teacup for a Few Minutes But Not Letting Go

The reporter was quite insensible. She kept blocking her and even pushed the microphone toward the girl, looking like she wouldn't stop until she answered.

The girl seemed to be getting impatient. She looked up and replied calmly.

Ye Lan looked at the girl on the television talking about getting 250 marks casually and couldn't help but chuckle. She stood up and smiled. "It's really Nian Nian's style. I wonder how she did this time. I was afraid that I would affect her performance, so I didn't dare to call her."

Wearing a blue shirt and a suit jacket, she looked valiant and heroic. She raised her eyebrows heroically, but her eyes were gentle. "She's finally done with the exam. I'll call her later and see how she did."

A cup of tea was placed in front of Old Master Ye. The blue and white porcelain was filled with bright new tea. The tea leaves floated up and down in the cup, looking as beautiful as a landscape painting.