Chapter 128: Isn't it nice to hug your thighs? (1)

Seriously, Zhao Cheng feels that he can't keep up with the times when he thinks about people now.

Nowadays, people with wealth and status in this era like to collect some broken bowls and bottles with vintage, in short, these things are now collectively called antiques.

Not only that, but it's worth a lot of money.

Seriously, these things used to be the least valuable things in his house.

But now these things are put here, and they are being hyped up to sky-high prices.

This also illustrates the value of the antique art industry.

Song Qing took the check, glanced at the numbers on it, and then looked at Zhao Cheng silently.

She looked at the top of his head, her eyes lit up a little.

She thinks that there may be a legendary protagonist halo on his head.

Otherwise, people can pick up a bowl and earn money that others can't earn in a lifetime.

This is a person who will envy, jealousy, and hate, right?

Fifty-five is indeed nothing for a rich man, but it is an astronomical amount for Song Qing.

That's money that she stayed up late to draw sketches and saved for the rest of her life.

Song Qing stared at the top of Zhao Cheng's head for a while, and then couldn't help but stand up and walk to Zhao Cheng's side.

Zhao Cheng was a little suspicious when he saw her walk in, but the next moment he saw Song Qing reach out and grab it from the top of his head, and then put it on his head.

Do you have a lot of question marks, kids?

That's right, Zhao Cheng is full of question marks now, what strange thing is this woman doing?

Zhao Chenghu said suspiciously, "What are you doing here?" ”

Song Qing rolled his eyes and said, "Didn't you see it?" Steal your protagonist's aura! Look at the fact that you can sell it for 500,000 if you pick up a broken bowl and resell it, what does this mean that your protagonist's aura is very powerful. ”

"So if I can grab this, maybe I can pick up a broken bowl and sell it for 500,000 next time, no, I don't ask for 200,000 yuan."

"......," Zhao Cheng glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He felt that he could no longer keep up with her wife's thinking.

What exactly is this talking about? It seems that he still has a lot to learn about the world.

Song Qing looked at the father and son staring at him, and Song Qing couldn't help but explain, "You know that there are people in this world, they have a miserable background, but they have a tenacious and unyielding spirit. ”

Song Qing said this, and continued to talk about what is called the protagonist's aura.

"This kind of legendary person who has the aura of the protagonist will not die if killed, he may be rescued and the other party may still be a big beauty. Even if you jump off the cliff, rest assured, if others can die, he will definitely not die, maybe after jumping off the cliff, he can get peerless martial arts to become the first in the world. ”

"It's nothing, people with the aura of the protagonist can even pick up natural treasures when they walk. No matter how others abuse them, they become more and more courageous and stronger, and finally kill everything, counterattack and abuse scum to the peak of life, this is the legendary person with the halo of the protagonist. ”

"......," Zhao Cheng looked at Song Qing, who was getting more and more energetic the more he spoke, and then spoke for a while.

"Are you still talking about people?"

Zhao Yu, who was sitting next to him after listening to his father's words, smiled, "Dad, don't say that there is really such a person, but it seems that it only exists on the Internet now." This kind of counterattack is commonly known as waste firewood slapping in the face, of course, at the beginning, he was either dismissed from the marriage, or the whole family died. ”

Song Qing was originally excited, but when he heard Zhao Yu say this, he couldn't help laughing.

"So, I think your protagonist's aura is very strong."