The show was recorded for less than three hours, and after the later deletion of the program team, there were probably less than two left, Lin Qingshuang looked at the last treasure presented today, and his face was a little more surprised.

Not only her, but even Xu Peifang beside her looked at the treasure keeper's possession with some curiosity.

I saw Miss Manners walking towards the two of them with a sandalwood board, and when she saw a book of connected pictures placed on it, she carefully observed the surroundings.

Miss Etiquette first showed the treasure to the other two teachers next to her, and one of the teachers took the microphone, and her tone could not hide her joy: "We have never seen these albums on TV or at auctions, but Lao Wei and I are sure that they are definitely not modern imitations, and we can't answer too many specific things, so let's try them by Mr. Lin and Mr. Xu." ”

Before taking a closer look, Lin Qingshuang thought that the painting was placed separately in one volume, but when he really put it in front of him, he suddenly found that the whole painting was in the shape of a scroll.

Interesting.

This is a novelty that she has never seen in her career, the two teachers next to her are similar to her guesses, this painting is definitely hundreds of years old, but the characters and styles in the painting are really rare.

"Can we open the painting and take a look?" she said to the treasure collector, after all, if someone moved something, she had to tell after all.

The treasure collector was a beautiful young woman, and she took the microphone and made a gesture in the direction of Lin Qingshuang.

After having an accurate answer, Lin Qingshuang and Xu Peifang glanced at each other, picked up the professional gloves on the table, and carefully opened the entire scroll.

Each piece of the scroll is large, with a total of twelve pages, and the last scroll has several names and seals written on it.

Each painting is followed by several poems as inscriptions, as well as various seals of various sizes.

After reading it, Lin Qingshuang already had the answer in her heart.

Xu Peifang, who had never spoken, said: "Can you tell me about the origin of this painting?"

The treasure owner on the stage replied: "This painting has been passed down for four generations, and it happens to be the fifth generation in my hand, it can be regarded as a family heirloom. ”

Lin Qingshuang followed her words and looked towards the scroll, the first one was a pair of people standing under the blooming peach blossom tree, forgetting each other's affection, and then the two of them hid their faces and cried and separated, because the man was a poor painter, and the woman beat the mandarin duck at home.

She picked up the microphone and looked at the picture below: "This is called Twelve Kai, which should tell the life of the woman in this painting, if nothing else, these paintings should be given by the man in the front painting." ”

The man in the painting is determined to get ahead and marry a beautiful woman, but when he returns to his hometown, the woman he loved has already married a woman, and he is depressed and unhappy, and sends someone to give this gift on the woman's birthday. ”

A sad love past was displayed in front of everyone, and many people at the scene looked at the twelve volumes on the screen and were fascinated, and there were inevitably a few people who put themselves in their shoes, and their eyes were ruddy as if they were crying.

Sheng Yixing's eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Qingshuang on the stage, and when he saw her narrating the story calmly and coldly, his heart couldn't help but panic.

When he heard the sad love story, his heart was no longer controllable, etc., and when he and Lin Qingshuang were associated, when they heard the separation of the two from her mouth, and the man was depressed, he almost went crazy!

Sheng Yixing didn't know what Lin Qingshuang would be like in the future, what would she do if she refused to forgive herself in this life.

"Clear Frost...... Don't do this. ”

The camera swept to the audience, and Sheng Yixing happened to be in the prime position, so the camera naturally recorded him.

The eyes of the girl who sent the treasure on the stage suddenly turned red for some reason, she bent down and bowed to Lin Qingshuang, turned around and wiped her tears.

"This painting is very valuable for commemorative collections, including the friends or classmates of the person behind it, who are very famous. Lin Qingshuang continued to introduce, and after saying this, she pushed the album with her gloved hand to Xu Peifang's side.

Xu Peifang also took Lin Qingshuang's words naturally and continued to introduce them.

When Lin Qingshuang heard Xu Peifang say that the two did not see each other again until they died after sending the painting, her eyes instantly turned a little red.

However, the out-of-control emotions were only instantaneous, and she quickly managed the expression on her face, trying to make herself look as normal and unpredictable.

Sheng Yixing was upset, Lin Qingshuang on the stage swept him when he first started recording the show, and he didn't look at the audience until now.

If he doesn't come again, will she really have to hide from him for the rest of her life?

The final estimate of the painting was around 1.2 million, and the girl who sent the treasure cried more and more when she heard the price.

After her explanation, she realized that her mother's breast cancer needed chemotherapy, so she secretly sent the treasure for identification behind her mother's back, just to sell it for a good price and save her mother's life.

The two mentors on the stage were a little moved, they had collected antiques and cultural toys for a lifetime, and it was the first time they had encountered such a rare folk biography, and the inscription on the painting was also extremely precious.

Just when there was silence on the stage, a cold male voice came from the audience, and then Sheng Yixing stood up: "I bought this painting for two million." ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

When he saw that the man standing up in the front row was the young president of the Sheng Group, who had the hottest cover of the business module, this shock instantly reached its peak.

Lin Qingshuang didn't want to notice him, and after hearing this, she frowned and looked at the audience below, she opened her mouth and didn't make a sound.

But Sheng Yixing was familiar with the words in her mouth: "Can you not mess around?"

The program team did not think in advance that there would be treasure collectors who would be willing to take the initiative to sell treasures in the show, and when they saw investors opening their mouths, they wanted to buy them, and the director immediately ordered people to arrange them on the spot.

The standby host who appeared from the backstage wiped the cold sweat on his face, and said to the little treasure girl on the stage in a calmest tone as much as possible: "This gentleman is willing to pay a high price of two million to buy your painting, as long as you agree, we will arrange it for you in the background immediately." ”

The treasure collector nodded vigorously to show that she was willing, and after she reluctantly touched the album for the last time, she asked Miss Etiquette to send the album to Sheng Yixing in the audience.

Lin Qingshuang looked at Sheng Yixing, who had already signed the invoice in the audience, and was angry.

If you have money, you don't have a place to burn it, right? You have to pay such a high price for an ancient painting, and besides, he doesn't have the slightest preference for collecting.

The show came to an end after Sheng Yixing bought the paintings, and with the previous process, Lin Qingshuang waved goodbye to the audience at the scene, and then hurriedly returned to the backstage.

The heart that had been observing the audience also followed: "Sister Lin, why did Mr. Sheng come to the show? I just wanted to ask you." ”

At the mention of Sheng Yixing, Lin Qingshuang's eyes became a little colder: "Don't worry about him, there is no place to spend money, just come and block me." ”

Her tone was cold, not paying any attention to the other pedestrians who were still wandering around her.

Xinxin stuck out her tongue mischievously next to her.

Only Sister Lin dared to say such a thing to Mr. Sheng openly, and what was even more powerful was that Mr. Sheng always begged Sister Lin to give her a chance to meet.

The women in the city, only she, Lin Qingshuang, has a share in Sheng Yixing's heart.

What a preference.

After returning to the backstage and cleaning up briefly, Lin Qingshuang leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes to rest: "Xinxin, don't be busy, lie down and rest for a while." ”

After the show started, Xinxin volunteered to fill in her assistant on the work column, Lin Qingshuang originally wanted to give her the identity of a backstage staff, but Xinxin refused.

After a simple rest, Lin Qingshuang booked two tickets to go home tomorrow night, she didn't want to stay in Kyoto, where she was unfamiliar with her life, not to mention that there was still a lot of work waiting for her to deal with in the studio.

Over the years, she has been able to become an outstanding strong woman in the new century.

Just when Lin Qingshuang was thinking about it, the WeChat message prompt on the mobile phone rang at this time.

Du Ruxue: "My big baby, you are simply a hot search, in just one day, four of the top ten hot searches are you." ”

Looking at the joy that overflowed the screen, Lin Qingshuang's face finally had a little smile.

She just opened the chat box and was about to reply, but saw Du Ruxue send another message: "By the way, what is the relationship between you and Sheng Yixing now, why is he also on the scene today, and he has been looking at you affectionately, that look is simple." ”

The little smile on Lin Qingshuang's face that had just been dyed turned into nothingness in an instant, and she rubbed her eyebrows and replied: "I don't understand what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd, and how can I figure out the inner thoughts of President Shanda?"

Du Ruxue bit her nails, looked at Lin Qingshuang's reply, and didn't know whether to worry or comfort for a while.

"No matter what, take one step at a time, you can rest assured that I will always be your strongest backing. ”

In the end, in order to express her emotions, Du Ruxue also specially added a cheering action in the back.

"Hmm. ”

After ending the chat with Du Ruxue, Lin Qingshuang subconsciously opened today's hot search headlines.

When she saw the #Sheng Yixing Lin Qingshuang#, her beautiful oval pink fingertips were a little hesitant, but she still clicked in after a while.

The video is a little far away, so the shot is not very clear, but the picture quality that is never high-definition still can't hide Sheng Yixing's beautiful face that bursts out of the screen, it's just a three-and-a-half-minute video, and the man stares at her on the stage motionless.

Due to privacy reasons, the audience did not take too many pictures on stage, but went straight to Sheng Yixing.

The following netizen comments are also endless.

[This look is too spoiled, although the picture quality is very poor, but there is only Lin Qingshuang in Mr. Sheng's eyes from beginning to end. ］。

[Lin Qingshuang, who flashed in the video, was really indifferent, although there was President Sheng in the audience, she still didn't squint, didn't even look at it, and blindly guessed that these two people had a story. ］。

[Come on, it's just that the big money is looking at pretending to be high, can't you see this?] Sheng Yixing's vision has regressed like this, and he actually likes a cripple?].

[Ahhh ］。

When she saw the last comment, Lin Qingshuang suddenly couldn't hold back her laughter.

What is sour, is it sour?

If only the girl who commented knew that she had broken her leg, been pressed to bed and had her bone marrow gouged, and had been sent to an insane asylum for hundreds of days.

Faced with a group of mentally ill people and physical torture every day, he almost went crazy.

Will she still envy her now?

The unknown emotion in Lin Qingshuang's eyes flashed, and after her hand slowly typed out a string of words, this hot search topic jumped: "If you like him, there is no result, no matter who it is, including me." ”

The first half of the sentence would be particularly ambiguous if it was sent out alone, so Lin Qingshuang also specially added herself at the end as no exception.

Falling in love with a cold and arrogant man is destined to have no good end, five years of her not afraid of death tried to melt him with her weak warm heart, but she was covered with scars, and she couldn't get up in the mud.

It's too painful to like him, and she swears not to overnegotiate with Sheng Yixing again.

Sheng Yixing, who was sitting in the car and looking through the album, was awakened by the special prompt sound of jingling, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the message, and just saw the comments of the followers.

"Liking him is fruitless, no matter who it is, including me. ”

The woman's words are indifferent, and if you taste it carefully, you can see the taste of a person with a bit of sadness.

Sheng Yixing's heart seemed to be clenched by someone, and a simple sentence made him almost forget to breathe!

She still has a mustard, and she still refuses to forgive him.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yixing's face not only showed a little bitterness.

That's right, he was ignorant and ignorant back then, and he killed her several times, and even forced her to have a bone marrow transplant when she was at her weakest.

In other words, no one will forgive him.

Sheng Yixing only hoped that Lin Qingshuang could give him a chance to make up for his mistakes, but now it seems that there is little hope.

Despite this, he clicked on Weibo to edit.

Lin Qingshuang, who was sleeping soundly in the hotel, was awakened by the anxious shouts of her heart, she was sleepy-eyed, rubbed her somewhat sore eyes and asked in a daze: "Xinxin, what's wrong with you?

The anxious words were not good, she pointed to Lin Qingshuang in a hurry: "You, Sister Qingshuang, it's not me, it's you." ”

Lin Qingshuang's drowsy head finally had a premonition of waking up, she shook her head, and continued to ask, "What's wrong with me?"

Seeing that the explanation was not clear, Xinxin directly turned the tablet in his hand over: "It's not you, it's Mr. Sheng, you can see for yourself." ”