At this moment, Si Hanxue no longer had the cold and aloof look she had before. Two beautiful ladies were sitting cross-legged on the sofa, as casual and relaxed as if they were sisters at a late-night get-together. She turned her head to look at the young face, her eyes full of curiosity. After all, with her youthful face, family background and physical appearance, there were actually many options - theoretically, she didn't need to set her sights on a man as ordinary as could be.
Do you remember my previous nickname? Well... "Bucktoothed girl"?"
Tongyan spoke in a casual tone, yet it concealed the bitterness of the past.
Si Hanxue nodded. Of course she knows.
Back then when I was studying here, some people really called me like that and often bullied me. Tongyan let out a soft breath. "Once we were cornered and had nowhere to hide. Suddenly, Lu Xiaobu rushed out and gave those people a good beating." After that, no one dared to call me that nickname again, nor did anyone dare to bully me.
That incident clearly had a profound impact on her. It was also from then on that Lu Xiaobu became a "different" existence in her heart.
"Stop talking about me all the time. Let's talk about you." Tongyan couldn't help but laugh, "Your suitor lineup, any one you pick is of the caliber of a wealthy family." Are you going to have Li Shao or Huo Shao continue to block your door? Sooner or later they'll catch up and come here.
"Humph! How dare you laugh at me?" " Si Hanxue raised her hand to pat her, and the two of them instantly twisted into a ball, laughing and laughing together.
After having enough of the commotion, Si Hanxue suddenly narrowed her eyes and said, "By the way, what do you think of Qin Hao?" Would you like to take him into your skirt?"
"Why do I feel like you're describing me as a queen?" " Tongyan was amused helplessly and said, "Besides, I have no interest in that man." He is too fond of taking advantage.
Tongyan just smiled but didn't continue to persuade. She knew that these two people were never from the same world to begin with - forcing them together was completely meaningless.
The iceberg beauty didn't show up at the party the next day. Qin Hao let out a quiet sigh of relief - without that chill, even his breathing became a little smoother.
A youthful face naturally became the focus at the party. That innate aura and level of refinement made many male students stare blankly. Lu Xiaobu looked extremely unhappy and wished he could drive all those people with "extremely bright eyes" out.
The New Year is just around the corner. After the festival, Qin Hao's parents went back to the hospital for a follow-up check-up, while Qin Hao was planning to visit the antique market again.
The market has only reopened these days and is packed to the brim today. It's not all antiques here. There are more handicrafts. There are many that are just for display and few that are truly valuable. And those who hold a magnifying glass to examine closely are the ones who are truly "playing with goods".
It's just that it's too easy to make mistakes in this line of work.
In the antique world, it is often those who "know a little but not really" who are overcharged.
If you can find one genuine item out of ten, it's considered a stroke of good luck.
For this reason, Qin Hao has never dared to be too high-profile.
Once targeted by someone with ulterior motives, there will be big trouble.
He once witnessed a earth-shattering event with his own eyes
A young man from the countryside set up a stall selling coins, claiming that they were dug out from the foundation of his family. No one paid any attention to him until an old man suddenly screamed, saying that there was actually a six-character sword coin from the Warring States Period on his stall.
There are only a dozen or so known pieces of that thing in the world, with a value of at least a hundred thousand. It is still in high demand but has no market.
But the old man was so excited that when he shouted, the entire antique street was in an uproar.
The opportunity to find a bargain vanished in an instant.
In the end, the two sides were deadlocked for a long time before a deal was made at 200,000 yuan.
Qin Hao was deeply impressed by this.
In this circle, genuine goods are not absent, but they are extremely rare. Most genuine antique transactions take place in the secret rooms of shops rather than at street stalls.
Today, he strolled along the antique street, looking around and didn't rush into the store. Most of the items on display in the store are handicrafts. Truly good quality goods will not be casually put out.
He walked up to a calligraphy and painting stand and looked around for a while, but still couldn't see anything worth buying.
Just as he was about to leave, a young man suddenly called him back.
"Hey, little brother, you've been watching for a long time." Experts, right? Why don't you come and have a look? I have the original works of Zheng Banqiao.
That young man had a pair of upside-down triangular eyes, with a familiar and warm expression on his face, but his wandering gaze seemed to have something on his mind no matter how you looked at it.
Qin Hao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where is your stall?" "
If it weren't for the restricted and rule-limited antique market, he wouldn't have paid any attention to such a person at all. Here, people from all walks of life are present. A moment's inattention could cost you your life.
But in the market, he would rather see what tricks the other party was going to play.
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