Chapter 21: One Road Runs to Black

An Yuxin has always thought that her eyes are very beautiful, big and dark, with long eyelashes, except for that Lin Qingrou, in Century Middle School, she has never seen prettier eyes than her own.

It's strange, why did Li Mo's eyes look better than Lin Qingrou's? He didn't seem like this before...

An Yuxin watched obsessively, and it took more than five minutes before she came back to her senses under Li Mo's wave.

An Yuxin's face turned reddish, she had never stared at a boy for a long time like today.

"If you have something to do next time, please ask for leave first. You know my phone number. Don't be like this... like this."

"I am leaving."

An Yuxin was able to look directly into Li Mo's eyes when she started talking, but she could only look away in a panic as she spoke, and couldn't look any further, otherwise she would be deeply involved.

An Yuxin walked away without looking back.

Li Mo smiled. Although he didn't use the ability of the sky eye when he was looking at An Yuxin, but the pupil power of the sky eye is not something that An Yuxin, an ordinary human girl, can resist.

Well, my head is so dizzy, so dizzy...

Li Mo closed his eyes and held the door with one hand.

After all, it is a low-end version of 'Eye of the Sky'. If you use your eyes too much, you will definitely have side effects.

It seems that you have to pay attention next time, you can't just use perspective...

Li Mo closed his eyes and rested for more than two minutes before his dizziness gradually subsided, and it took another minute for his body to return to normal.

"The hundred-year-old Polygonum multiflorum needs to be combined with the thousand-year-old cold chalcedony to refine blood. It seems that the Rare Treasures Auction Conference must be attended."

Li Mo found the newspaper and read it carefully, only to realize that not everyone can go to this rare treasure auction conference, and the tickets can't be bought casually, one must have a certain social status.

Li Mo thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he thought of a person.

Huang Stanley.

Although Mr. Huang's ability to appraise treasures is not worth mentioning, but barely, he can still be called a "highly respected" social celebrity.

Huang Stanley's earliest major was not archeology, but music. To be honest, Huang Stanley's attainments in music are many times better than archeology, especially his piano, which has won awards in the world.

Originally, with Mr. Huang's musical attainments, he went to Tsinghua University and Nantah University, and the teaching was more than enough. Unfortunately, I don't know what happened to this Mr. Huang. He rejected the invitation from Tsinghua University and Nantah University, and returned to his hometown in Fengcheng City. Entered Century Middle School and became an archeology teacher.

In the first few years, there were countless domestic and foreign celebrities who came to visit Mr. Huang. However, Mr. Huang was determined to play archeology. Since the day he joined Century Middle School, he had never touched music.

Over time, those celebrities who came here for fame gradually disappeared, and after more than four years of hard work, Mr. Huang has also successfully changed from a genius in the music industry to an amusing comparison in the archaeological world.

Mr. Huang's reputation is far less than before, but he is still famous, and there are still many people who know him.

"Xiao Mo, do you want to go to the Rare and Rare Treasures Auction Conference? Good idea, to tell you the truth, teacher, I have also seen the news, and I am planning to go, but... just... cough, the tickets are a bit Gui, let me think of a way."

It's not expensive, a ticket costs 33,000 yuan, Mr. Huang's salary is not much, plus he is obsessed with archaeology, as long as he goes to the antique market, he will definitely bring back one or two 'treasures', good or bad He has no shortage of antiques, but he is really short of money.

"I can get the ticket. I recently sold an antique and made a lot of money." Li Mo explained.

"You handed over an antique? What kind of antique is it?" Huang Stanley immediately regained his energy when he heard the antique. At this moment, he didn't care about tickets, this or that.

"Uh, it's Tang Bohu's original rubbings,

Living in Tiger Roaring Mountain. "

"Ah? You said it's an authentic rubbing? Who made it?"

"An unknown painter."

"How much did you sell?"

"Ten... one hundred thousand."

"You...why didn't you tell the teacher about this, you sold yourself out! The picture of living in the Tiger Roaring Mountain, it is a peerless masterpiece comparable to Phoenix Aoyi, even if it is just a rubbing, its value is far more than one hundred thousand , at least worth one hundred and five thousand..."

Huang Lixing talked endlessly, eloquently, all the way, the more Li Mo listened, the more he blushed. You know, in his previous life, he spent almost all day with Teacher Huang, and he had no doubts about Teacher Huang's ability to appraise treasures.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, in that case, you pay the ticket, and when the time comes, the teacher will take you to taste the rare treasures, and it will become a blockbuster!"

After finally waiting for Teacher Huang to hang up the phone, Li Mo heaved a sigh of relief.

Fengcheng City, Empress Hotel.

Wearing a Tang suit, Qin Zhen sat in the VIP room No. 1 with a straight face, listening to his granddaughter Qin Menglu.

Chen Zhengzhong stood in front of Qin Zhen with his head down, not daring to take a breath.

Who is Qin Zhen? That is the cornerstone of the Qin Group, the leader of the Qin Group, as long as he says a word, he, the general manager, will have to pack up and leave.

"snort!"

"snort!"

Hearing Qin Menglu's description of the scene that day, Qin Zhen patted the table when he was angry, and when he patted the table, Chen Zhengzhong trembled in fright.

"Nonsense, it's just nonsense, facing a peerless expert, you don't even have half a respect, hum!"

Qin Menglu bit her lip with an aggrieved expression on her face.

In fact, even now, Qin Menglu didn't think Li Mo was so great. Grandpa's illness was an old injury. Even famous doctors abroad said that grandpa's illness was no longer curable by medicine. How could he be some kind of tall man?

Even taller, Qin Menglu couldn't help spitting when thinking of Li Mo's naked appearance the first time she saw him in Shanquan.

"Grandpa, I've already found out the name and address of that little... little master. I'm going to look for him tomorrow. Why did you come here in person?"

"Your attitude is bad, you don't need to go tomorrow, I will go in person."

"Huh?" Qin Menglu looked at her grandfather in surprise.

In Qin Menglu's memory, Qin Zhen hadn't seen any guests in person for at least two years. No matter who it was, even the head of the Su family, he couldn't see Qin Zhen even if he personally brought generous gifts.

Qin Zhen glanced at Chen Zhengzhong and said, "You will go with me tomorrow."

"Yes... yes." Chen Zhengzhong nodded repeatedly.

"Go down first." Qin Zhen waved his hand.

After Chen Zhengzhong left, Qin Zhen coughed violently, and Qin Menglu hurried over to pat his back.

It took a long time for Qin Zhen to stop coughing, waved his hands, and panted, "It's fine to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor, girl, I'm not seeing a doctor when I see him in person this time."

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Look at fate!"