Xiao Liu's cousin is on the "Treasure Appreciation" column, and the landscape calligraphy and painting purchased from the countryside is estimated by experts to be hundreds of thousands.

Lao Li's nephew received a set of pottery at the price of picking up leaks in Panjiayuan, and earned tens of thousands of dollars.

Wang Datou went to Yunnan to gamble on stones, and heard that a piece of jade rough rose and became rich overnight.

Messages like these float into my ears almost all the time, and I can't help but sigh a little, and I often wonder how wonderful it would be if such good things could be smashed on my head. My name is Gu Jing, I am 21 years old, a sophomore at Yenching University of Information Technology. My family is not wealthy, so I can only use the winter and summer vacations to work in Yanjing Antique City to earn some living expenses for the next semester.

Boss Dou, who specializes in jade business, is a very kind middle-aged man, although the business is looking for ordinary things, the popularity is excellent, many guests who often wander here know Lao Dou, even if they don't buy his jade, everyone will be accustomed to come to talk to him about the mountains and talk about the new things in the circle.

Today is no exception.

When the stall was about to close in the evening, the owner of the southernmost calligraphy and painting shop and two regular customers entered the store in a hurry.

"How's your business going?"

"Make do with it." Lao Dou greeted him with a smile, pushed a few round stools for them to sit on, and turned around and instructed me to put away the counted goods. I agreed, opened the door of the safe leaning against the corner, and carefully moved several valuable stone sculptures into it one by one.

"Did you watch TV last night? Yan Wanru went to the Central Station for an interview. ”

"Of course I saw it, hehe, I didn't expect that an expert like Yan Wanru would also be eye-catching, and besides, it was with us in the antique city."

"I already knew about the incident a year ago, and it was secretly told to me by a shopkeeper on the second floor."

"It's a pity, I wasn't there that day, hehe, but if you really want to talk about it, there are few people in China who are more valuable than Yan Wanru, and one million is a drizzle for her, and people don't care at all."

After finishing the work at hand, I took off my white gloves, informed Boss Dou, and opened the glass door with one hand and went out.

On the way downstairs, I couldn't help but sigh, if I could be as rich as Yan Wanru, I would definitely be like her, buy a big villa, collect a bunch of favorite antiques, sponsor a group of out-of-school children, and establish a few hope primary schools......

It's easy to say, but how can money be so easy to make?

I am a conservative and cautious, honest guy, I have never had the word "courage" in my dictionary, and I know that such a thing as sitting on Wanguan will definitely not befall me. The only thing I can see is another picture, crawling out of the university campus, competing with many graduates for a job with a monthly salary of 2,000 yuan, marrying a wife who will not move his mind when a hooligan sees him, taking out a loan to buy a house, and being a "moonlight family" who repays the loan month after month, year after year, with gray hair and sick bed, until he enters the cold and cheap urn.

Perhaps, this is the rest of my life.

I shook my head sadly and walked down the hallway, not daring to think about it any further.

Suddenly, the sunset outside the window was dyed a heavy gray-black, and lightning and thunder fell without warning.

Click!

Bang!

In the antique city, all the lights were extinguished after flashing wildly a few times!

I was dizzy, cold sweat and cool air seeped from my forehead, like a reaction to low blood sugar, I subconsciously squatted down, put my hand against my head, and inhaled the hot air. It's just a thunderbolt, isn't it? I've always been in good health, and I don't know what's wrong with me.

After a while, the fainting sensation gradually dissipated.

But then, I felt someone squeeze heavily behind me, and in order to balance my body, I quickly staggered forward a few steps, frowned, but didn't say anything, the power had just been cut off, and bumps and bumps were inevitable. I opened my eyes, and the blinding light reflexively closed my eyelids again.

Well?

Something is wrong!

I was slightly stunned, and there were many superimposed voices in my ears, which was very chaotic, as if I had fallen into the [***] square on the National Day. And, just as I was about to fall, I grabbed a ball of paper in my right hand, and I don't know what it was.

Slightly accustomed to the light, I opened my eyes again.

It didn't matter what it looked like, it scared me out of the way.

I found that I had been squeezed into an antique shop with a dazzling collection of collectibles, and I bowed my head in a daze, feeling a little awkward in my arms, and the long-sleeved shirt on my body had been replaced by a short-sleeved T-shirt, and the sneakers on my feet had become the canvas shoes I bought for 30 yuan from a street stall last year. It was densely packed with people, and they were all looking at me with dumbfounded eyes.

This is......

I wonder if I'm dreaming, how can the antique city, which was deserted a moment ago, be so lively?

"I'll fuck your uncle!" There was a loud shout behind me, and when I looked back, it was a middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, who seemed to be the owner of a calligraphy and painting shop, and he pointed to my right hand incredulously: "Do you know how much this painting is worth?" I can't afford to sell you! Are you crazy? ”

I frowned in displeasure: "I didn't recruit you and didn't provoke you, who are you scolding?" ”

At this moment, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a stunning face, it was a young woman, who was holding a picture scroll with a hollowed out in the middle with great regret, and sighed deeply: "Maybe this painting has nothing to do with me." ”

It's actually Yan Wanru!

Beside her, there was also an expert in cultural relics identification that I had seen on TV, and he also sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

I spread out my right hand, picked up the ball of rice paper in my palm, and an ink-colored bird jumped into my eyes, and then looked at the broken picture scroll in Yan Wanru's hand, I was stunned for a moment. From the discussion of the onlookers, we understood the situation in hindsight, it turned out that Yan Wanru had taken a fancy to a picture scroll of Qi Baishi in the store and was ready to buy it, but at this time, I rushed in and tore off a piece of the painting.

What's this, what's this?

I took a deep breath, pressed my cluttered thoughts, took out my phone from my pocket, and looked at the date on it.

It was actually last summer!

I'm back to the summer vacation of a year ago!?

There are more and more people blocking the door of the store to watch the excitement, and many people are lying on the floor-to-ceiling glass wall outside. I didn't have time to think about anything, because the shopkeeper grabbed my arm and yelled at me to lose money, "Tell you!" This is a painting of Mr. Qi Baishi's early years! It's the real thing! I just negotiated the price with Mr. Yan! 800,000! Not a single point less! You can't take it out! I had no choice but to call the police! ”

"Please let go first! I didn't say I wouldn't compensate you! I shook off his hand on my big arm and groaned, "Eight hundred thousand? You can't just say it's the real thing, right? Besides, I was also squeezed into the house by others, and this money should not be borne by me alone. "I am calm on the surface, but I groaned in my heart, nearly a million, how can my family afford it?

That's a bad thing!

Smack!

As soon as I finished speaking, the shopkeeper took two appraisal certificates, "You can see for yourself whether it is genuine!" Here is an appraisal issued by Mr. Zhao Lindong! One is the proof of the instrument testing of the Yanjing Collection Association! ”

I set my sights on Yan Wanru, and I prefer to trust people who have been engaged in philanthropy rather than those so-called experts.

Yan Wanru looked at me and nodded: "This painting is indeed the authentic work of Mr. Qi Baishi, otherwise, I wouldn't be ready to buy it." After that, Yan Wanru hesitated for a while, and took out a pile of checkbooks from her bag, "The painting was damaged in my hand, it stands to reason that I am responsible, so let's do it, I will pay half of it." ”

When she said that, I was a little embarrassed.

I also know myself, in fact, Yan Wanru has no need to take the responsibility on her head, she did this, just to see that I can't come up with the money, moved sympathy for me, thinking of this, I don't feel a little panicked in my heart, my father has said to me more than once, to be upright, what you have done, you have to bear it, you have to bear it, you can't bear it.

I knew I was stupid, but I still reached out to stop her: "Thank you, but it's none of your business, if you want to lose money, you should also pay for the person who hit me." ”

Yan Wanru, who was holding the signature pen, paused with her fingers and looked up at me: "Are you sure?" ”

I smiled wryly and nodded.

Then, the scene fell silent. The shopkeeper's nose is not his nose and his eyes are not eyes aimed at me, meaning that I should hurry up and get the money. Yan Wanru and the expert surnamed Liu did not leave, and stood quietly aside. There was a strict layer of people outside the store, and there seemed to be reporters taking pictures and high-level officials of the antique city inside.

It seems to have alarmed a lot of people, but it's not surprising, after all, it's Mr. Shiraishi's calligraphy and paintings!

Suddenly, I was stunned, and a hint of déjà vu welled up in my mind.

A year ago?

Yan Wanru?

Yanjing Antique City?

Qi Baishi's calligraphy and painting?

I'm dizzy! I said as if I had heard it somewhere! Isn't this the TV show I watched with my parents last night? Yan Wanru personally broke the news about her eye-piercing experience over the years, and one of them is about a picture of Qi Baishi, and it is also described!

Could it be that I'm really back a year ago?

What the hell is going on?

I settled down and checked the date of the day again on my phone.

Relieved, I let go of my deep doubts for a moment, opened my wallet, counted out two hundred dollars, and gently placed them on the glass display case inside.

The boss was furious: "Two hundred? Not even enough for an appraisal fee! What do you mean? Forget it! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! Go! Call your parents! I'll talk to them about compensation! ”

"I think two hundred is a lot." I spread the torn rice paper on the counter and pointed to the birds on it: "Your painting is not very real!" ”

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