"Senior sister, it turns out that you haven't left yet?" Zhou Han shook his somewhat dizzy brain vigorously, first swept around to observe the environment he was in, and then turned to Shangguan Yu'er with a light cough and spoke.

Shangguan Yu'er was a little depressed by Zhou Han's direct disregard for her. You must know that during the three or four hours that Zhou Han was immersed in calculating the stock price chart, she boredly browsed the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the four walls of the reception room from beginning to end. For this Shangguan lady, it is not an exaggeration to say that this period of time is torment.

Just because of these calligraphy and paintings, whether it is the one-meter-eight "Qingming Riverside Map" hanging in the center of the west, or the volume of Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts" fixed in the south with a rosewood frame, or even the most proud work of Tang Bohu's life "Xishan Fishing Hidden Map" hanging half a meter high on the eaves of the east gate, none of them is an original authentic work, and all of them are high-imitation fakes.

When it comes to appreciating high-quality imitation calligraphy and paintings, Shangguan Yu'er has been interested in these calligraphy and painting books since she was six years old, under the influence of her grandfather, who loves antiques. By the time he was ten years old, he had developed a unique eye, able to distinguish the authenticity of these calligraphy and painting books at a glance, and even easily judged the age of these high-quality imitations by relying on the ink and paper of the calligraphy and painting books.

It can be said that the current Shangguan Yu'er and Miss Shangguan have not 10,000 but 8,000 high-imitation fake paintings and calligraphy that they have come into contact with. Among them, even some of the characters who are called masters of appreciation by the Chinese people are helpless. Therefore, in the face of the several calligraphy drawings in the reception room of this Western-style western-style building, which were obviously rough in workmanship and imprinted with outstanding flaws, she really couldn't arouse much interest in appreciating them, but reluctantly forced herself to try to find the defects in them.

At this moment, among the three paintings and calligraphy hanging in this room, the most obvious defect in "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is the Hongqiao, which is obviously narrower than the original work; Wang Xizhi's "Seventeen Posts" in the font of the skimming dots and horizontal depiction is quite expressive, but unfortunately the painting paper is clearly a rice paper made in Jingdezhen in modern times; And Tang Yin's seal of "Hidden Pictures of Streams and Mountains and Fishing" is very different from the authentic handiwork. Of course, these three original works are unique in the world of calligraphy and painting, and they can be regarded as peerless rarities that can be encountered but not sought, at least, Shangguan Yu'er has never seen them.

For more than three hours and nearly four hours, Shangguan Yu'er was so bored wandering in front of three inferior imitations of calligraphy and paintings, suppressing her anxious and irritable mood several times, and resisting the urge to pull Zhou Han to Ge Yunfei to resign, the purpose was just to provide a quiet environment for Zhou Han's stock chart calculation.

"So you haven't left yet?" However, what Shangguan Yu'er didn't expect was that when she finally made up her mind to wake up Zhou Han, who was in a state of madness, and let this stunned man who was caught in the deep calculus formula take a break, who knew that the first thing this heartless stunned man said after waking up was to ask himself like this.

Since she was a child, Shangguan Yu'er has tasted the feeling of being ignored for the first time. Although it may be that Zhou Han said this completely out of unintentional mistake, Shangguan Yu'er still felt a little aggrieved in her heart.

However, Shangguan Yu'er is not like her twin sister Shangguan Xin'er after all, she likes to write all the joys, sorrows and sorrows in her heart on her face. is not like her cousin Ji Yue, who is used to pursing her lips when she encounters grievances, her big eyes are hazy, her tears are full of tears, and she is endearing. She is a graduate student of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Jiangcheng University, a famous daughter who lives in Beijing, has received a good family education since she was a child, and has become a model of elegant ladies when she grows up. She graduated from university at the age of nineteen, and was about to graduate from graduate school at the age of twenty-two

"Let's come together, of course, together." Therefore, at this time, after listening to Zhou Han's little self-respecting question, Shangguan Yu'er did not scold Zhou Han, a stunned idiot, for being stupid and stupid, but just glanced at Zhou Han calmly and said. She said it so geographically, as if this sentence had been brewing in the depths of her heart for a long, long time.

Because we came together, we walked together.

Because, so. These two matters, which originally did not constitute a causal relationship, at this time, came out of Shangguan Yu'er's mouth, but they constituted the most causal event in the world.

Zhou Han's heart throbbed inexplicably, and a few lines of poetry flashed in his mind, which were seen in a yellowed ancient volume of Cangyang Gyatso's poems in the library of Jiang University a few days ago.

You see me or not, I'm there, not sad or happy.

Whether you read me or not, the love is there, and it doesn't come or go.

Whether you love me or not, love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.

Whether you follow me or not, my hand is in your hand, and I will not give up.

Come into my arms, or, let me dwell in your heart.

Indifferent, in love.

Silence, joy.

Zhou Han used the crystal clear jade crystal lamp to look at Shangguan Yu'er who looked like a fairy of the Moon Palace in the haze opposite for a moment. He only felt that at this moment, this woman who was reluctant to give up on himself was so beautiful!

If Jia Liang and a few of their friends were here, or if it was anyone who was familiar with Zhou Han, they would definitely be stunned by the scene in front of them. Just because they all know that Zhou Han has a strange habit, that is, once he is immersed in a certain thing and can't extricate himself, it is the king of heaven Lao Tzu who comes, if he dares to wake him up on the spot, I am afraid that he will immediately find him desperately.

And Shangguan Yu'er, a talented woman from Jiang who had only met Zhou Han a few times, not only woke Zhou Han up from the stock calculation, but also had the audacity to directly take away the calculation pen in Zhou Han's hand, which was tantamount to challenging Zhou Han's bottom line. In the past, Zhou Han Tie was determined to jump on it as soon as he woke up, and then strangle her neck! When you meet a boy, you punch and kick it, and when you meet a girl, you will pinch and strodge, oh no, it is a tearing and scuffling to vent the anger in your heart.

Don't think that Shangguan Yu'er and Miss Shangguan are a woman, Zhou Han was stunned on Tuesday and didn't dare to make such a drunken fight. On this point, he has a criminal record.

It was when Zhou Han was in his first year of high school, and the class was doing a math quiz at the time, and after the bell rang at the end of class, the female class leader began to collect the students' answer sheets one by one with the authorization of the math teacher. When she walked to Ye Er's stunned desk, she saw that this second stunned man was still scribbling something on the answer sheet. The prescribed time for answering the question has ended, and she didn't say a word at the moment, and pulled Ye Er's stunned answer sheet.

This action, even if it angered Zhou Han, he almost roared and pounced, and pushed the delicate and cowardly female squad leader to the ground (to be continued. )