As far as the eye can see, it is full of calligraphy and paintings, antiques, and books, and the academic atmosphere created by the study room is completely different from the simple monotony of the living room.

Although Si Shangshan started a new stove and left the Si family to work alone. However, he did not completely break with the Si family, so his children often corresponded with the Si family.

The Si family used to start with decoration and design, and changed to an antique business 20 years ago, and even the children and grandchildren of this generation have also been exposed to it, even if Si Fengmian also knows something about antique calligraphy and painting.

Although Si Fengmian didn't dare to say that he could judge the authenticity at a glance, the quality of general antique calligraphy and painting could still be identified.

Right now—

Everything that caught his eye was so amazing that his hair was trembling.

The calligraphy and paintings on the wall, some are true and some are false, there are famous artists and some have not heard of them, the level is uneven, but the "Thousands of Rivers, Thousands of Mountains" hanging horizontally on the opposite wall, Si Fengmian has seen it with his own eyes, and it can be concluded that it is genuine.

This "Thousands of Rivers, Thousands of Mountains", from the well-known calligrapher and painter Qin Rong old man, his grandfather Si Mingsheng liked it very much, once took him to visit Qin Rong in person, wanted to accept the painting at a high price, but the result was not sold for eight figures, and they were invited away without drinking a cup of tea.

How did such a painting end up in Si Sheng's study?

If Si Mingsheng knew about it, the paintings he loved so much were now hanging with some fakes and paintings of questionable quality...... Si Fengmian silently bowed a tear of sympathy in his heart.

At the same time—

The door of the side sleeper, opened silently.

Xiao Wei originally heard that there was no movement in the living room, and wanted to come out to clean up the "sawdust scene" he made, but as soon as he went out, he saw Si Fengmian pestle at the door of the study, like a wooden stake, motionless, and the three souls didn't know which one to run.

wanted to turn a blind eye, but held his breath, Xiao Shun took a step forward, then paused, put his hand in his pocket, and looked sideways.

Raising his eyebrows, his voice was thin and cold, "Hit the ghost?"

Leng Buding asked, which brought back Si Fengmian, who was so frightened that his nerves crackled, that he eased his senses, and didn't mind Xiao Wei's under-pumping tone at all.

Lifting his eyelids upward, Si Fengmian pointed to the study, and honestly explained what he thought in his heart, "It's a little scary to sleep in a room like this." ”

Xiao Wei: "......" is sick.

Sleeping in a study is still scared, looking like an evil ghost, he's afraid he's sleeping on the floor at home, right?!

Regretting Fang Cai's initiative to ask, Xiao Wei walked in the direction of piling up tools and wooden blocks, but as soon as he squatted down, he heard Si Fengmian asking-

"What does your sister do?"

Xiao Wei turned his head inexplicably, and saw Si Fengmian licking his lips, his eyes were sincere and earnest, and he didn't mean to ridicule him.

He paused and said indifferently: "Search on the Internet." ”

Si Fengmian suddenly remembered Si Xiang's introduction that day, and asked in surprise: "Is it a star?"

“……”

Xiao Wei ignored him and buried himself in packing up wooden blocks and tools.

However, Si Fengmian was still unrelenting, and continued to ask, "Other than that, there is nothing else?"

After picking up the last piece of wood, Xiao Wei stood up, a black gas lingered between his eyebrows, he twisted his eyebrows, and two unhappy eyes went straight to Si Fengmian.

"What do you want to ask?" Xiao Wei asked coldly.

"What is your sister's college major, and what kind of work is she engaged in besides starship......" A bunch of doubts popped up, and Si Fengmian died down under Xiao Wei's irritable gaze, and finally had to shrug his shoulders helplessly and ask straight to the point, "Why are there so many antiques, calligraphy and paintings in her study?"

"Who doesn't have any antiques, calligraphy and paintings at home?" Xiao Wei frowned, a little inexplicable.

This kind of thing, his father, who died young, collected a bunch of them and put them all in the study.

Si Fengmian: "......"

The problem is that others buy antiques, calligraphy and paintings are vassals and elegant, and most of them are fakes, but your sister's - a bunch of genuine products!

Xiao Wei wanted to take things directly into the house, but when he thought of Si Fengmian's unbelievable expression, he reacted with hindsight.

"Can you tell the real from the fake?" Xiao asked.

Feeling that he had finally gotten his point, Si Fengmian's depressed mood finally eased a little, he nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

His brows tightened, and then relaxed, Xiao Wei walked over, "It's all true?"

"It's not exactly ......" Half a step aside, Si Fengmian looked at the study, "Ancient calligraphy and painting, I haven't studied it in particular, I can't identify it, there should be fakes, but there are one or two that look like the real thing." On the opposite side of the "Picture of Thousands of Rivers, Thousands of Mountains", the work of the contemporary painting and calligraphy master Qin Rong is absolutely true. ”

Xiao Wei, who had not studied these things, glanced at them roughly, and then asked: "What about the ones on the left and right sides that come from the pen of Mo Shangyun and Cen Lan?"

"Maybe I'm shallow...... Si Fengmian coughed lightly, "I haven't heard of them." But to be honest, I think that in terms of the quality of calligraphy and painting, these two hanging next to "Thousands of Rivers and Thousands of Mountains" are a bit off Qin Rong's grade. ”

Xiao Wei: "......"

What if this "Thousands of Rivers, Thousands of Mountains" is also copied?

Thinking like this, Xiao Shun didn't say it directly, but he didn't believe it in his heart.

Glancing at Xiao Wei, Si Fengmian introduced again: "There are also those antiques on the left, mix the real and the fake, there are cheap and expensive ones in the real goods." I can't say the exact price. ”

"Ordinary people will release the real big horn, and still mix it with the fake one to drop the grade?"

Xiao Wei poured a basin of cold water directly down, instantly extinguishing nearly half of Si Fengmian's enthusiasm.

Truly.

The Si family is engaged in the antique business, Si Mingsheng personally loves antiques, and when he starts a favorite genuine product, he will definitely be offered as a treasure, and it is impossible to throw it directly on the bookshelf for people to see.

What can be displayed at will in the study is either worthless or fake.

Thinking like this, Si Fengmian also doubted in his heart, and inevitably began to question his vision.

His eyes fell to the bookshelf on the other side, skimming over the books on history, astronomy, geography, machinery, etc., Si Fengmian pondered in his heart, and asked again: "What is your sister's college major?"

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with her. Xiao Shun's eyes drooped, and after scanning the entire study, he wrote lightly, "It was said on the Internet that she didn't go to college." ”

Uh, didn't go to college?

No way?

Si Fengmian scratched his hair suspiciously.

I recall the picture of Si Sheng reading in the library...... A strong sense of disobedience went straight to my heart, and I couldn't explain it.

Xiao Wei didn't understand antique calligraphy and painting, and he was not interested, let alone able to understand Si Fengmian's complex psychology, so he walked to the bedroom with his things, but he was stopped again after two steps-

"Wait. ”

Xiao was annoyed.

This guy wasn't so grinding when he was in school!

He turned around.

Si Fengmian leaned against the door, lowered his head and touched his nose, then raised his chin slightly, and smiled at him, "I have a little research on machinery, and I have also unlocked this mechanism box, your drawings, do you want me to help?"

Xiao Wei was stunned.

*

In the small study.

Si Sheng, who was studying the storyboard over and over again, suddenly heard a sound of "Ding Dong-", and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Fingers gently kneaded the center of his eyebrows, Si Sheng refreshed himself and took out his phone from the drawer.

[Ling Xize]: Haven't slept yet?

[Ling Xize]: You go out on the bus for me, and I want to supervise you to go to bed early.

Grandfather?

Si Sheng was excited, sleepy, and his brain was clear.

She got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled the door open, and the wind leaked through the balcony with one window open, blowing cold all over her body.

She didn't go back to the bedroom, she raised her eyes to look next door, and sure enough, she saw a black shadow standing in a floor-to-ceiling window, the figure was long, and the light pulled the shadow out of the balcony.

She turned her head to one side, and her gaze met the figure, facing each other, through the dark night, the dim light, the biting wind, and through the layers of glass, there was a brief blend.

The mobile phone vibrate, accompanied by the sound of music, Si Sheng lowered his eyes and found that it was Ling Xize's phone, and when he looked out, he vaguely saw his mobile phone screen flashing.

With a chuckle, Si Sheng answered the phone.

Before Ling Xize could speak, she had already opened her mouth, "Are you still a spy?"

"The old man confessed, but he couldn't refuse. Ling Xize finished answering perfunctorily, and his voice turned a corner, "Close the window, it's cold." ”

Walk into the balcony and pull the open window open, and the wind whistling outside is immediately cut out.

Si Sheng leaned on the railing, put his left hand on it, and looked sideways at the figure standing on the left, "You told him to live next door to me?"

If you don't talk about this, Lao Yi can't explain this.

"Hmm. ”

Ling Xize did not deny it.

"What else did you say?"

"Gossip is commonplace, and everything that can be talked about has been talked about. ”

His eyebrows and eyes were raised, and Si Sheng's voice was slightly low, quite speechless, "You have time to spare." ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone for two seconds, and there was no speech.

When Si Sheng was wondering, he could hear his low and powerful voice, "This is also a separation." ”

The mobile phone was close to the side of the ear, falling into the ear word by word, as if wrapped in temperature, warm ironing, Si Sheng was slightly stunned when he heard it.

Who's it?

Her heart fell for a moment, smashing into the water and splashing, she suppressed some emotions, and wanted to ask, but before she could speak, Ling Xize had already changed the topic, "Go to bed early, or I will sue." ”

The threat worked.

On weekdays, knowing that Yi Zhongzheng can't see it, she can make it up as she wants. But according to Si Sheng's observation during this time, Ling Xize's credit value in Yi Zhongzhengli has grown explosively, and there is a vague tendency to crush her......

Si Shengtian is not afraid of the ground, but he is afraid that Yi Zhongzheng on the hospital bed will be worried.

After all, unfilial piety.

"I don't mind if you recognize my worth now and decide to have a good relationship with me-"

The guy on the phone spoke inch by inch, and Si Sheng sneered, "Dream it, hang up." ”

The phone was removed, Si Sheng just wanted to hang up, but then he thought of something, put the phone back to his ear, and said, "Wait a minute." ”

"What?"

Her temporary remorse made Ling Xize's voice stained with a smile, mixed with a little imperceptible tolerance.

Si Sheng asked, "When did you take your avatar?"

I rarely chatted with Ling Xize on WeChat before, and I almost left this matter behind.

The sketch that Ling Xize used to make the avatar was drawn after she established the relationship with Ling Xize.

In fact, if it is an ordinary sketch, maybe it is nothing, whether he likes to shoot or not, whether he likes to use it or not, the question is......

The sketch depicts the place where they determined the day of their relationship.

In the far north, it is clearly a warm spring day, and it is still like a cold winter wax moon, and the sudden snowstorm traps them there, and the ghost sends the gods, so she has a relationship with Ling Xize.

Now as soon as she sees Ling Xize's avatar, Si Sheng inevitably thinks of those things in the past, and she never puts trivial old things at ease, every time she thinks about it, she always feels a little uncomfortable.

Through the glass, Ling Xize looked at the tall figure on the balcony from a distance, and recalled the past with a smile on the corner of his lips, "The morning after you finished painting, you were still sleeping-"

"Changed!"

Hearing the last two words, Si Sheng's head became bigger, and he suddenly raised his voice and quickly interrupted Ling Xize's narration.

The color of his eyes sank a little, as if splashed ink, Ling Xize said slowly: "That incident has happened......"

"Who told you about that?" Si Sheng frowned, not bothering to listen to a word, "I asked you to change your avatar." ”

Fingers twitching the sleeves of his shirt, Ling Xize looked at him naked, his tone was sure, there was no doubt, "I like it, don't change it." ”

This girl's scoundrel.

Taking a deep breath, Si Sheng gritted his teeth, "Looking for something?"

"If you want royalties, you can contact my lawyer. ”

“……”

Good guys, I won't kill you!

The phone hangs up.

A few seconds later, the figure standing on the balcony vanished, and the floor-to-ceiling window was thrown shut with a clatter.

Immediately afterwards, the blackout curtains were drawn, blocking all views, and even the light was blocked, except for the silent and empty balcony.

Looking at the empty balcony quietly, Ling Xize put down his phone for a long time.

The past came to mind, nineteen-year-old Si Sheng and twenty-four-year-old Si Sheng, their figures overlapped back and forth, and time gave her much more charm and brilliance than he thought. Every move tugged at his mind and made him unbearable.

One day I can talk to her about it peacefully......

I'm afraid I'm going to have insomnia tonight.

*

in the living room.

Si Fengmian and Xiao Wei sat on the ground, looking at each other at a few wooden blocks and a drawing.

Picking up a pen, Si Fengmian circled a pattern on the drawing.

"That's right, it's just that there's something wrong with the structure of this mechanism. Si Fengmian grabbed his messy short hair, and his serious expression revealed a little distress, "This mechanism is connected in the dark, I don't know how the original version is coordinated, and it is difficult to catch the blind." ”

Xiao Wei picked up a pile of drawings next to him and asked, "None of these works?"

This is a mechanism scheme they designed to restore the operation of the mechanism box.

Every solution can achieve results, it's just a matter of flexibility.

"It's going to be, but it's not the original mechanism, and it can't be completely restored. Si Fengmian said, "If the original mechanism box is 100 points, some of the schemes we designed will pass the highest 70 or 80 points." ”

"Is it so hard to have a primitive mechanism?"

The box is a few pieces of wood in total, and it has a simple structure, except that the most important mechanism hub is missing. Xiao Wei also studied the tutorial of Si Fengmian to open the trap box, just a few steps, and there was no technical content.

However, simple unraveling and making without templates are purely two different levels.

It's like the gap between going to use a refrigerator and making a refrigerator.

"Let's put it this way, some tricks, the simpler they are, the more skill they require. Although this trap box is easy to open, the maker is definitely not at the level of an amateur. ”

After speaking, Si Fengmian thought for a while, and then said: "In other words, those that can make a trap box that does not exist on the market, and can hold it on the table, are all at the level of a big bull." ”

“……”

That is, the two of them, are equivalent to amateurs.

Xiao Wei was dizzy by the patterns in his head.

After a while, he threw away the drawings and said irritably: "I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Wait. ”

As soon as Xiao Wei got up, he was stopped by Si Fengmian.

Xiao looked at it suspiciously.

I thought Si Fengmian had some new ideas, but when he saw Si Fengmian smiling awkwardly at him, he cleared his throat and said, "Do you know how to put the quilt core in the quilt cover?"

What Si Sheng threw to Si Fengmian was a brand-new quilt core and quilt cover, not a ready-made quilt, and ...... It just so happens that Si Fengmian, who has always been used to being served, has a relatively poor ability to live in this area.

Xiao Wei: "......"

Looking at the person who looks like a dog, it turns out to be a living waste!

*

Early in the morning, three o'clock.

In the dark bedroom, Si Sheng sat up from the bed suddenly, with a pair of dark eyes, clear and shining, without the slightest sleep.

Damn it!

Isn't it just a trivial matter, it's all over, can't she sleep?!

Scratching his messy hair irritably, Si Sheng sat quietly for a few seconds, and finally lifted the quilt, didn't even turn on the light, and went out directly on his slippers.

Walking into the living room, Si Sheng took advantage of the faint light and walked straight to the water dispenser, took a glass of water, raised his head and poured it directly into his mouth.

A glass of cold water bottomed out, Si Sheng let out a breath, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed.

After another glass of water, Si Sheng pondered whether to continue studying the storyboard, but when he walked back, he glanced at the dining table and saw the drawings and wooden blocks stacked on it.

After a slight pause, Si Sheng's steps turned, walked to the dining table, squinted at the drawings, and after a while, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and a smile flowed in his eyes.

Not bad.

Grabbing the drawings, Si Sheng walked back to the bedroom.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

Because of shoulder pain, Si Fengmian, who hadn't slept well all night, yawned and walked out of the study with a messy chicken nest.

Standing in the living room, Si Fengmian slowed down for a moment, only to remember that it was in Si Sheng's house, he subconsciously looked at the direction of the master bedroom, the door was closed, and he didn't know if anyone was awake.

He stepped up to the bathroom to wash up, but halfway through, a drawing suddenly caught his eye.

Xiao Wei worked overtime last night?

Thinking in his heart, Si Fengmian walked over to check the drawings, but after looking at it for a few seconds, his face changed abruptly.

The next moment, he walked directly to the door of Xiao Shun's room, raised his hand and began to knock on the door.

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