Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 977 - 957. Strong start but weak finish

Chapter 977: 957. Strong start but weak finish

Speaking of Qiaoqiao, she got really proud, her chest thrust out: "The police officer thanked me!"

Everyone: ...

After a while, Song Tan reluctantly asked, "That’s it?"

Qiaoqiao turned her head to look at her: "That’s it! That sister was so pitiful, of course, I had to hand her over to the police officer."

At this point, even Song Tan was a bit taken aback: "But she told you so much, about cheating and all, and you’re totally impervious huh!"

She looked at Qiaoqiao in amazement, realizing that the brother she remembered as dim-witted was now seemingly quite reliable.

The reliable brother shyly glanced at Teacher Xin Jun: "Teacher Xin taught me, don’t meddle in others’ marriages and relationships, in the end, you will be blamed by others."

He proudly counted off on his fingers: "So we also learned several phrases—[Don’t intervene but don’t distant][Be hated by everyone][Quarrel at the head of the bed and reconcile at the end of it]..."

At this moment, all the astonished looks from everyone turned to the embarrassed Xin Jun who usually had no trouble dealing with Zhang Yanping with great accuracy, but to have his teachings relayed in such a way just felt off.

Lady Tang was very pleased: "Good good good! Xiao Xin, you’re the best teacher for kids I’ve ever seen... Got a certificate?"

"Having a certificate isn’t important!" Song Tan panicked, finding a good teacher these days is so hard, definitely don’t seduce her into considering teaching at a school.

She changed the subject: "Do you guys want some oranges?"

Only then did everyone come to their senses that this gossipy story had ended abruptly, with Seventh Uncle’s pot for roasting pumpkin seeds barely heated up!

"Ah..." Everyone sighed helplessly, even the plump round oranges on the table seemed to lose their charm.

Lady Tang finished the bit of sweet potato in her hand, feeling as if her appetite for peeling oranges to aid digestion had returned, so she simply took out her tea set and beckoned Qiaoqiao:

"Come, I’ll teach you how to brew tea."

Professor Song watched closely, unable to help his curiosity: "Where is your kettle?" It’s not convenient to make tea without a kettle. But Teacher Tang was very adaptive, now lifting his chin:"Isn’t that it? It’s boiling on the stove!"

Alright, this white porcelain lidded bowl seemed expensive at first, costing probably a thousand or two, and there’s also an Yixing clay teapot at home that costs over 8000.

And now, the kettle used was a typical large iron kettle used by farmers for boiling water; mismatched, but the key is just to be happy, right!

Qiaoqiao curiously came closer, then stared at the lidded bowl, fairness cup, and small teacups set on the tea tray asking: "I haven’t learned this, can you also teach the kids? I haven’t had new knowledge to teach them lately..."

Teacher Qiaoqiao felt a little guilty.

"Sure!"

Teacher Tang was very casual, "Just don’t film my face, or I’m afraid my students will recognize me."

Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping asked: "Do I need to do another preview? You being this agricultural broadcaster, rural life broadcaster, educational broadcaster, and now transitioning to tea culture broadcaster..."

He was just teasing when suddenly, Song Tan’s phone started ringing.

On the other end of the phone, a very pleasant female voice:

"Is this Ms. Song Tan participating in the ’Little Farmer’ selection? This is from the Yun City Daily. Regarding the selections, although the results are not out yet, the city has given directions, hoping to promote to the public those like you who blend sweat and sincerity into this land..."

Song Tan: ...

If my sweat and sincerity are blended into the land, then how can I refuse?

However, the other party’s words were very polite: "Do you have time? Could we come to your house for a brief interview? Just a few simple questions and a look at the mountain environment. We will be editing the footage later on."

"Additionally, we will bring a makeup artist too."

The tone of the other party was playful, clearly indicating they had done their research about her age, and genuinely considered everything for a young woman, showing real sincerity.

Turning her head, Song Tan saw Zhang Yanping beside her nodding frantically: "Agree to it, agree to it!"

Lady Tang also had a keen gaze.

And since Song Tan had already participated in the competition, she certainly wouldn’t quit now, so she sighed discreetly before responding enthusiastically:

"Sure, when would you come over? Do I need to send the location or come to pick you up by car?"

After hanging up the phone, Qiaoqiao, having just got acquainted with tea-making, cast that aside and appeared particularly enthusiastic: "Am I going to be on TV?"

Song Tan thought: Given the scale, it probably won’t be on TV, but it might be viewable on local social media platforms.

So she nodded: "We can’t receive the local channel here, but it might be available online."

Qiaoqiao didn’t care; he was always immensely curious and excited about anything new. Hence, Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but wonder:

"Do you really like being interviewed that much? But you’re facing more students every day than the local social media reaches."

But Qiaoqiao didn’t think so: "But on TV interviews, they have a microphone and a camera, which I don’t have!"

Got it, it’s the lack of ceremonial sense?

Teacher Xin Jun silently looked at Song Tan—Song Tan’s decision to participate in the Little Farmer competition was partly out of fear that Qiaoqiao would attract too much attention. And now someone’s coming home to record a video...

She sighed, "Qiaoqiao, I’m afraid that after you are on TV, people might get jealous and say bad things about you... When the time comes, can we just quietly film and broadcast less of it?"

Qiaoqiao thought for a while:

"But people might also say bad things about my sister—Ah, I’ll just bring a few treasures and Big White to shoot! Sister, you can be filmed less too!"

"By the way, if they don’t broadcast my part, will they still use the microphone and camera when shooting? If so, that’s fine!"

Song Tan was silent, then understood, and opened up the Taotao Treasure app:

"How about I buy you a children’s karaoke machine with a microphone? Like those family KTVs."

Qiaoqiao leaned in to look and then exclaimed excitedly: "That’s the kind of microphone! What do you mean by karaoke machine? Can I use the microphone to sing at home?"

"Yes!" Song Tan decisively replied: "I’ll buy it for you now!"

Wu Lan, who had been quiet all along, perked up: "Did the TV station say anything? When are they coming?"

Song Tan resignedly said: "Tomorrow, early in the morning."

Early on a winter morning? Even Seventh Uncle postpones breakfast to after 7 o’clock! Wu Lan couldn’t help but exclaim: "It’s indeed tough working for others."

Zhang Yanping/Teacher Xin Jun: ...Are you pointing at me?

However, upon turning around again, they saw Wu Lan had quickly left the house: "You guys rest, I’ll tidy up the living room first—Tantan, should we remove the sofa covers tomorrow?"