Manhattan, New York, Chinatown.

"Excuse me, is the boss there?"

Christine pushed open the door of the Lee Kee antique shop. As soon as she saw the situation in the store, the girl was disappointed. The shops sell some large Chinese ornaments, porcelain, swords and the like.

"Boss Li went out to talk about business today, and I'm looking at the store."

Han Li paused the playing "True Colors of Heroes" and turned on the top light in the store. This movie was recommended to him by Big-Headed Bear.

He seems to have been busy in July, and seems to be busy with the gym? Without the teaching of Teacher Big-Headed Bear, Han Li spent a lot less time on the interstellar space, and instead began to cultivate some other hobbies to kill time, such as watching movies.

Han Li looked at the customers who entered the store, a little surprised. The young girl's long black hair hung down like a supple wicker. She looked to be around 20 years old, not tall, and had beautiful light blue eyes.

It's rare to see this type of customer in an antique shop.

The male clerk's voice was very soft, with a leisurely ethereal inspiration, and Christine relaxed a little.

"Can you help me see this thing, it may have been more than forty years ago, and now it can't make a sound."

Only then did Han Li see the girl carefully holding a round iron box in her hand. Christine opens the lid and takes out a music box from it.

As an extremely old music box, it is in a very good state of preservation, and it can be seen that its owner cherishes this item.

The silver piano serves as the base of the music box, and on the body stands a thin singer. The singer lowered her head slightly, holding the microphone tightly with both hands, looking a little restrained.

Because it has lasted too long, most of the silver paint on the surface of the music box has worn out, and the singer's face can no longer be seen.

"Uh, miss, we don't accept such new things in our store."

But except for Boss Li's old ones. Han Li secretly sneered.

"My name is Christine." The girl cut her hair, a little embarrassed. "I would like to ask if there is any possibility of repairing this music box.

I'm sorry to disturb the business. I heard about it in another shop, and the owner of Lee Kee Antique Shop is very good at restoring all kinds of antiques. Of course, this is not an antique......

"It should be able to be repaired, show it to me." Han Li took the music box.

Christine was a little uneasy. Boss Li Lei Li is a well-known antique dealer in Chinatown, but this clerk really looks ordinary. His face was so young that the girl was even wondering if he was an adult.

Han Li wore a StarCraft cultural shirt today, with his favorite Protoss unit printed on the front of the shirt, the Bright Templar. Big-headed bear always plays with the Zerg, and he prefers the mechanical sense of the Protoss.

The boy pulls out a set of dismantling tools, a silk scarf, and a box of messy parts of a similar color to the music box. Han Li caressed the surface of the music box, his hands as if they contained magical power.

His movements weren't particularly fast, but the music box was disassembled into staggered, well-ordered parts in a matter of tens of seconds, and the rusted parts were undamaged.

This weak-looking young man, when his hands touched the metal, his dark pupils were as calm as the sea. The music box returns to scattered parts in his hands, and the whole process exudes a striking beauty.

Han Li glanced at the state inside the music box, and he had a bottom in his heart. Although he didn't understand why, all metals were his natural friends.

He rummaged through the box for parts, and the most suitable parts naturally fell into Han Li's hands. Picking up the silk scarf, Han Li simply wiped down the parts of the music box, whether it was worn, rusted, or brand new replacement parts.

Christine struggled to comprehend what was in front of her. He didn't seem to have done anything, and the lubricant wasn't used, but the metal looked completely different from before. They reflect a faint sheen and exude a strange sense of renewal.

Han Li was much slower when he assembled the music box. His fingers were slender and steady, and he solemnly returned the parts to their places one by one, like a solemn ritual.

That's when Kristen noticed the movie playing on her laptop.

"The True Colors of Heroes?" She speaks standard Mandarin.

"Hmm."

"I love this movie too! When I was a child, my dad had to show me, and I watched it several times later.

Brother Pony is really handsome, even if he is lame, he will complete his revenge with a gun! I especially like his line, whatever I lose......"

Han Li's hand shook. I'll help you fix the music box, but you're here to spoil me?

The girl noticed that he was a little angry and reacted.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I thought you were rewatching this movie too. "After all, it's an old movie.

Han Li finished assembling the music box and put it on the table to observe it carefully. Well, the state is a lot better.

The only flaw is the white-clad singer on the piano pedestal, her face still blurred. Han Li could handle it with a simple move, but he gave up, there was no need for that.

"Try it."

Christine carefully pulled the clockwork, and the music box, which was over half a hundred years old, was extremely "smooth" at this time.

The person who made this music box was clearly a skilled craftsman. It slowly exhales mellow and clear notes, and the black and white keys of the piano move with it. On the pedestal, the shy singer raised her forehead little by little.

"What's this tune?"

"Nightshade". It's a song a long time ago, and the singer seems to be called Li Xianglan. Christine replied.

"It's ok. It's been fixed, take it. ”

"Ah, how much is it?"

"It's just a repair, I'm not the boss, what do I have to charge." Han Li waved his hand. Hurry up, he still has to watch "The True Color of Heroes".

"What's your name? I'll add your Facebook. ”

"Han Li, I don't have an account. Remember to maintain it on time, goodbye. ”

Christine took another look at the layout of the store and left the Lee Kee antique shop.

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Very late, Li Lei returned to the store drunk. He looked very happy, and he should have negotiated another deal.

"I'll inquire again next week, there are a few bigwigs on the road who are said to have a relationship with the immigration bureau, and maybe you can solve the problem of your black household by spending more money."

"It's okay. Now that's fine. Han Li said softly.

The old man sat down on the sofa chair, next to Han Li, with a strong smell of wine in his mouth.

"Yo, "The True Colors of Heroes", good taste."

Li Lei was dizzy, and together with Han Li, he watched Brother Xiao Ma holding a submachine gun and limping on the road of revenge.

He didn't know that Han Li had already finished reading the Heroic True Colors trilogy in one go, and this was the second time he had watched it all over again.

Han Li found that it didn't matter if he was spoiled at all. Just by seeing the man's eyes, I could already guess the end of the story.

His foot is lame, he has changed from a big brother on the road to a little brother who wipes cars, eating a box lunch of a few dollars, but his heart of revenge has been burning, he will die, he will die on the road to revenge.

"Don't learn from Brother Pony, stinky boy. You are in such poor health that you can't run for 1,000 meters, and there is no future for you to mix on the road. This thing is a movie, and there are no heroes in this broken world now. ”

"Don't think about it, if I can go to the gang, your store can start selling real things." Han Li complained a little angrily.

He was also a little lame, but in fact he was not disabled, and he went to the hospital without any medical conditions. Probably because he was born with a weak body and weak muscles.

"I told people that it was a fake, and they didn't buy it yet. As long as you walk in your hands, eighty percent of the true fakes can become twelve true.

Now people are like this, 3% off can buy super high imitation, why bother with the real and fake? Just put your face in place. ”

Han Li didn't continue to speak. The two watched a movie side by side in a dark shop.

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