Wu Yan sat next to him and was already dumbfounded.

He doesn't know kung fu, but when he was learning the piano, he learned a little bit with his teacher Su Yuanming to strengthen his body.

But he could also see the skill of these two. Good guy, it seems to be light, but in fact he is competing in secret, just look at the ripples in the cup. But the tea did not spill a drop, and it was obvious that both of them consciously controlled their strength.

"This fat man is not simple......"

Wu Yan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

At this time, Han Lan pushed the door and came in.

The two suddenly retracted each other's strength as agreed, and Tan Lun took the teacup with a smile. Han Yiping naturally brought another cup of tea and handed it to Wu Yan next to him: "Come, Professor Wu, drink tea." ”

"......" Wu Yan was stunned and didn't dare to take this cup of tea.

I can't afford it!

Wu Yan has seen his teacher casually throw a strong man of more than 1.8 meters out a few meters away, and he knows the power of Tai Chi.

"Xiao Wu, take the tea." Tan Lun saw that he was stunned, so he reminded him.

Wu Yan carefully took the cup of tea from Han Yiping's hand.

Han Lan just came in, although she didn't see what happened just now, she also felt that the atmosphere was weird, and then she noticed Tan Lun who was sitting opposite Han Yiping: "Yo, Old Man Tan, have you really found here?" ”

Tan Lun took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Han Lan, Ming people don't say dark words, I'll ask you again." Are you interested in learning Tai Chi with me? ”

"Not interested." Han Lan sat down beside Han Yiping with a big grin and took the remaining cup of tea on the coffee table.

"What about Jean-Se?"

Han Lan glanced at him with a strange expression, and shook his head decisively: "I'm not interested." ”

"What about chess?"

"Not interested."

"What about calligraphy?"

"Not interested."

"What about painting?"

"Not interested."

“……”

Tan Lun reported the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poems, hops, tea, Tai Chi gossip, and Mingli law-abiding, and Han Lan all said the same thing, "I'm not interested." ”

MD snake essence disease, right?

Lao Tzu, a rich second generation driving a luxury car and soaking in girls, why do you learn these things with you bad old man?

The old man who should be able to do it will be enough, and it's useless to learn the rest.

The scene was a little embarrassing, and Wu Yan didn't expect Han Lan to be so faceless, but he was relieved to think that this kid dared to use his father's name as a shield outside.

Tan Lun was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked again: "What about fortune telling?" ”

"Not interested...... Wait, what's that? Do you also know how to tell fortunes? Han Lan was a little interesting.

Han Yiping also looked at Tan Lun suspiciously.

Tan Lun smiled and nodded: "It will be a little bit." ”

"It's kind of interesting, come on, help me calculate a hexagram?" Han Lan now also felt that this old man was getting more and more interesting, how could there be so many things?

"What?"

"Count...... Marriage? Han Lan asked subconsciously.

Tan Lun glanced at him carefully, and really began to pinch his fingers and count.

Wu Yan next to him also looked at him curiously, he knew that Tan Lun was a Taoist priest before, and it was normal for a Taoist priest to tell fortunes, but in fact, this was the first time he had seen Tan Lun tell fortunes.

saw Tan Lun shake his head and said: "I have tasted all the bitterness and hardship, and experienced life and death; There are three roads in the canyon, where are you going? ”

Han Lan was silent for a moment, and then tried to say, "Three roads in the canyon, a single mushroom on it?" ”

"......" Tan Lun.

"......" Han Yiping.

"......" Wu Yan.

"What mushrooms to grow! I mean, you're going through a bumpy road and going through life and death! "Tan Lun doesn't have a good airway.

", old man? Then the three roads of the canyon, where are you going? ”

"Say you have a lot of choices, think about how you want to choose."

"A lot of options?" Han Lan was silent and began to remember how many women there were around her.

Wang Mei, an old woman.

Encoco, crybaby.

Fang Qiaorui, it's boring.

Comfort & Menopause......

Is there an alternative? It's just Xia Ningxuan left!

"Where did you come from the three roads, old man, you fool people?"

"Life psychological counseling, just listen to it, or believe in science. What do you think? To learn or not to learn? Tan Lun said with a smile.

Yes, fortune telling has become a life counselor, and it is really a charlatan.

"Forget it, old man, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not interested in what you say. I can see that you are a Taoist priest, right? ”

"Tsk, old man, you see that I am young and inferior, and I am about to embrace the beauty, how can I follow you to become a Taoist priest?"

"That's it, why don't you stay, our company just lacks a teacher, give you a monthly salary of 10,000 yuan first, and then we can mention it again depending on the situation, how about it?" Han Lan asked with a smile.

Wu Yan immediately became alert when he heard this, but before he could interject, he listened to the two of them ask and answer.

"Teach what?"

"That's what you just said."

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, hops, tea; Tai Chi gossip, Ming etiquette and law-abiding. ”

"Yes, whatever you want."

"Teach whom?"

"Teach our company's trainees."

"Including you?"

"Not included."

"Then do you learn?"

"Walk around once in a while."

"Okay, I'll teach."

"Old Tan......" Wu Yan was stunned, "Old Tan, aren't we here to recruit students?" ”

Tan Lun glanced at him: "Preach and teach, where is it not to teach?" ”

"......" Wu Yan.

……

Although this is the third time they have met, Tan Lun, the old man, Han Lan, has basically understood that he has some skills, and he is not a bad person, especially the things he knows, which are exactly what the national style men's group can use.

Therefore, Han Lan tentatively mentioned it, but he didn't expect to catch this big fish.

And Wu Yan didn't understand why until he got on the plane and returned to Yanjing.

Didn't you say you were going to recruit students when you came? Why was it that the old man was abducted?

After thinking about it, Wu Yan figured out one thing: Tan Lun, an old man, has a hole in his brain!

Isn't there a hole in the brain?

Tan Lun actually didn't even know what a trainee was, so he responded very casually, and then signed the contract, Han Lan immediately called someone to go to the hotel with him to move his luggage and live in the staff dormitory of Tomahawk Entertainment.

……

Two days later, Tomahawk recreation practice room.

The five trainees of the national style men's group "Xia" ushered in their new teacher.

"Brother Lan is good! Ding is always good! ”

The five little ones stood in a row and shouted very politely.

Ding Qiuwen nodded with a smile and helped them introduce: "This is Teacher Tan Luntan, from today onwards, he will take you to learn all the national style courses including guzheng, guqin, chess, tea art, flower arrangement, tai chi, etc." ”

Wuxiao was dumbfounded when he heard this bunch of lessons, but he still shouted respectfully: "Hello Teacher Tan!" ”

Tan Lun also nodded with satisfaction.

Yes, yes, there aren't many young people who are willing to learn these things these days.

After Ding Qiuwen gave a brief introduction, he handed it over to Tan Lun.

According to the requirements of Tomahawk Entertainment, Tan Lunti will teach all those that he wants, but the course arrangement has to be determined by Tomahawk Entertainment, and the dance and music lessons of the trainees must be kept. The figure must also be well controlled, and the figure cannot be distorted for the sake of martial arts.

After all, Tomahawk Entertainment wants a national style men's group, not five little Taoists.