"Uh-huh-"

The Crane Hidden Heavenly Master was gagged by the bun, and only then did he say that there was no further follow-up.

Yan Beiyin stared at Heyin tightly: "What do you want to say?"

"What happened to my original physiognomy?"

She was really curious about the "original face" that this strange assistant said.

Yan Beiyin's heart jumped "thump".

"Noodles!"

"What he said was: the original noodles!"

Shen Yanyan put the shrimp and crab noodles that had just come up on the table in front of Yan Beiyin.

"What a face, you heard the wrong treasure."

"My assistant friend has always liked to eat clear water. Now that he has changed to seafood noodles, he feels that the original noodles are fragrant. ”

Yan Beiyin was puzzled: "Huh? Is that so? ”

Shen Yanyan chick nodded like pecking rice: "Yes, yes, isn't there a saying - can't mountain boars eat fine bran?" ”

Heyin saw that Shen Yanyan gave him so many hints, and came back to his senses from the shock that Yan Beiyin gave him, this sentence didn't seem to be able to be asked directly, but he was too curious.

Hearing Shen Yanyan's words, Heyin took off his mask and nodded with a wooden face: "Yes, I like to eat noodles." ”

I got myself a shrimp and crab noodles and didn't speak again.

In my heart, I always remembered what Shen Yanyan said, and the wild boar can't eat fine chaff.

This girl is really underwhelmed!

Yan Beiyin paid attention to Heyin's action of taking off his mask, and couldn't wait to see what he looked like.

She glanced at it, took a bite of food, frowned, and looked again.

After repeating this several times, Yan Beiyin wondered: This person's face really doesn't have any memory points, just like passers-by, he forgot it after seeing it.

Shen Yanyan didn't know what the Heyin Heavenly Master looked like.

But she's not curious, no matter how good-looking the ghost is, it's useless.

Shen Yanyan remembered the song he had prepared for a while: "Sister Yanyin, can you recommend me a music producer and recording studio?" ”

"Okay! You've got the right person! ”

Yan Beiyin took out his mobile phone and pushed a person's WeChat business card to Shen Yanyan.

She looked at the person's WeChat nickname, her eyes darkened, and the person she recommended to Shen Yanyan in the past was the gunman who helped Ning Xuan write songs.

After breakfast, Shen Yanyan and Heyin left the Holiday Inn Xunhuagu first.

Shen Yanyan is going to Mr. Ou's house this morning.

On the way, Heyin said to Shen Yanyan very excitedly: "Evil art, this is evil art!" ”

Shen Yanyan was confused: "What kind of evil art?" ”

Tsurukure: "Your agent has changed his face, almost a sea change. ”

"Changing your face can change your life, but it's a forbidden technique."

Shen Yanyan pondered for a while, and then gave Heyin science modern plastic surgery techniques.

"Even if you can see this kind of thing, it's rude to say it to your face."

Tsuruin said, "I see. ”

I still think something is a little strange.

When the two approached Mr. Ou's resort, Shen Yanyan pointed to the sugar water shop on the commercial street to Heyin.

"You find a cool place to stay first."

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

She stuffed Tsuruin with a dozen bills: "If you have something you like, you can buy it yourself." ”

Tsurugakure put away the banknotes: "Okay." ”

Shen Yanyan got on the car that Mr. Ou took to pick her up the mountain.

Originally, when the tourists in the neighborhood saw Shen Yanyan stuffing money, they didn't think there was anything.

But when Tsuruin opened his mouth and the voice was a male voice, the eyes of several passers-by became subtle.

"It seems to be a little white face who eats soft rice."

"I still have long hair, neither men nor women."

"I even have to ask my girlfriend for the money to buy sugar water."

Tsurugakure heard these whispers, and the corners of his mouth twitched under the mask.

He ignored the gossip of the people and walked into the sugar shop.

After a while.

A man dressed as a tour guide walked in and said to the tour group he brought in the sugar water shop, "You guys should be careful when you go out and walk." ”

"Tour guide, what's wrong?"

"I don't know what's wrong with the commercial street today, maybe it's too slippery. I just fell several aunts in a row. ”

Hearing this, Tsuruin curled the corners of his mouth and took a sip of fruit tea.

Oujia Villa.

"Miss Shen, please have tea."

The housekeeper brought Shen Yanyan a cup of tea.

Mr. Ou said to Shen Yanyan: "Miss Shen, please help me take a look at these collections in my house." ”

Mrs. Ou slapped him: "You old man, people haven't even drunk a sip of tea, and you have made the family busy as soon as you come up?" ”

Shen Yanyan: "Don't get in the way, I will finish the appraisal of the collection as soon as possible, and Mr. Ou will be more relieved."

Shen Yanyan put on special gloves. In fact, the system can mark these collections with a sweep, but wouldn't it be too scary if Shen Yanyan behaved so godly.

In Shen Yanyan's sight, she had already seen the fakes that had been marked.

She walked over to a porcelain flower closest to the couch.

Shen Yanyan was just about to reach out to touch the porcelain flower, when the door of the Ou family's villa was opened by the housekeeper.

A young man appeared with a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses, and before the young man could even change his shoes, he rushed in and pulled Shen Yanyan away.

Then he protected the porcelain flowers on the coffee table behind him, and he looked vigilant: "You are"

"Dad, why do you casually let some people who are not in the mainstream touch our antiques!"

"She's not an expert in forensics, so you take her word for it!"

Mr. Ou was displeased: "What are you doing?" Even if you don't believe it, you can't be so rude to other girls, so quickly apologize! ”

Mr. Ou turned his head to Shen Yanyan: "Miss Shen, this is the dog Ou Yichen, which makes you laugh." ”

Ou Yichen: "I don't want to apologize!" ”

"I don't want to look at her with my eyes in this kind of play!"

Ou Yichen was furious when he learned that his parents invited a traffic star from the crew to come to the house to identify antiques.

"Interlaced like a mountain, do you really think you know the knowledge of antiques when you play costume dramas?"

"Dad, Mom, this is what I invited from Jiangcheng Museum, the son of Director Zheng of the museum, Mr. Zheng Xin."

"People have been touching antiques since childhood, touching antiques, and they are only in their early thirties to be an antique appraisal expert."

"Many wealthy businessmen rushed to invite him to dinner for identification."

The young man with black-rimmed glasses pushed his glasses after Ou Yichen finished speaking: "Mr. Ou, hello, I am Zheng Xin, a special expert of the largest antique store in Jiangcheng. ”

The proud smile on Ou Yichen's face was even worse: "Yes, yes, I forgot that Brother Zheng has this name!" ”

As soon as the name of the special expert of Jiangcheng No. 1 Antique Store came out, the expression on Mr. Ou's face became different.

He began to think about it in his heart, and the skills that Shen Yanyan showed him on the set a few days ago were the knowledge reserves of the collection and the work of antique restoration.

If you want to say that it is an antique appraisal, in terms of experience and resume, the first antique dealer in Jiangcheng in front of you, this business card is much more eye-catching.

Mr. Ou's anger at his son's babbling has subsided a lot: "Chen'er, you bother, there are two masters, and the old man is even more relieved." ”