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The total recording of the program was less than three hours, and after the later deletions by the program team, there were probably only about two left. Lin Qingshuang looked at the last treasure presented today with a bit of surprise on her face.
Not only her, but also Xu Peifang beside her looked curiously at the treasure in the hands of the treasure hunter.
I saw the etiquette lady walking towards the two of them holding a sandalwood board. Seeing the connected pictures placed on it, she carefully observed her surroundings.
Miss etiquette first showed the treasure to the other two teachers next to her. One of the teachers took the microphone and couldn't hide the joy in her voice: "We have never seen these albums on TV or at auctions, but Lao Wei and I have both I'm sure it's definitely not a modern imitation. We can't answer too many specific questions, so I'll let Teacher Lin and Mr. Xu give it a try."
Before taking a closer look, Lin Qingshuang thought that the paintings were placed in separate volumes, but when she put them in front of her eyes, she suddenly realized that the entire painting was in the shape of a scroll.
interesting.
This was something novel that she had never seen before in her career. The two teachers next to her had similar guesses as hers. This painting definitely had a history of hundreds of years, but the characters and style in the painting were indeed authentic. rare.
"Can we please open the painting and have a look?" She said this to the treasure owner. After all, if someone else's things were touched, they had to be informed.
The owner of the treasure was a beautiful young woman. She held the microphone and made a greeting gesture in Lin Qingshuang's direction.
After getting the accurate answer, Lin Qingshuang and Xu Peifang looked at each other, picked up the professional gloves on the table, and carefully opened the entire scroll.
Each piece of the scroll is very large, with a total of twelve pages. The last scroll has several names and seals written on it.
There are several poems as inscriptions and postscripts behind each painting, as well as various seals of different sizes.
After reading it, Lin Qingshuang already had the answer in her heart.
Xu Peifang, who had not spoken yet, said, "Can you tell me the origin of this painting?"
The treasure owner on the stage replied: "This painting has been passed down for four generations, and it happens to be the fifth generation in my hands. It can be regarded as a family heirloom. My grandma told me that on this painting, the painting is Tai I just want to take it over my grandma¡¯s life and see what it means.¡±
Lin Qingshuang followed her words and looked at the scroll. The first picture showed the couple standing under the blooming peach tree, loving each other. The second picture showed the two people hiding their faces and crying and separating. Because the man was a poor painter, The woman beats the mandarin ducks at home.
She picked up the phone, covered her eyes and looked at the picture below: "This is called Twelve Opens. It should be about the life of the woman in this painting. If nothing else, these paintings should be given by the man in the previous painting."
"As for the specific meaning, it basically tells the story of two people who are in love but can't be together. The man in the painting is determined to get ahead and marry a beautiful woman. However, when he returned to his hometown after becoming famous, the woman he loved had already been married, and he was depressed. , someone sent this gift to the woman on her birthday.¡±
A sad love story unfolded in front of everyone. Many people at the scene were fascinated by the twelve volumes of paintings on the screen. Unavoidably, a few people who thought about their own situation had red eyes as if they were crying.
Sheng Yixing's eyes were fixed on Lin Qingshuang on the stage, and when he saw her telling the story calmly and coldly, his heart couldn't help but panic.
When he heard the sad love story, his heart was no longer under control. He associated him with Lin Qingshuang. When he heard from her mouth that the two were separated and the man was depressed, he almost went crazy!
Sheng Yixing doesn¡¯t know what Lin Qingshuang will be like in the future, what if, what if she refuses to forgive herself in this life.
"Qingshuangdon't do this."
The camera panned towards the audience, and Sheng Yixing happened to be in a prime position, so the camera naturally recorded him as well.
The eyes of the girl who presented the treasure appraiser on the stage suddenly turned red for some reason. She bowed towards Lin Qingshuang, turned around and wiped her tears.
"This painting is of great commemorative value, including the postscript given by the person's friends or classmates behind it. These are all very famous." Lin Qingshuang continued to introduce. After saying this, she brought The gloved hand pushed the picture album towards Xu Peifang.
Xu Peifang also accepted Lin Qingshuang's words naturally and continued the introduction.
When Lin Qingshuang heard Xu Peifang say that the two never saw each other again after sending the paintings, her eyes turned red for a moment.
&nb??I don't understand what kind of medicine he is selling in the gourd, and how can a mere mortal like me be able to figure out the inner thoughts of Shanda CEO? "
Du Ruxue bit her nails and looked at Lin Qingshuang's reply. She didn't know whether she was worried or comforted.
"No matter what, just take it one step at a time. Don't worry, I will always be your strongest support."
Finally, in order to express her emotions, Du Ruxue specially added a cheering gesture at the back.
"Um."
After finishing chatting with Du Ruxue, Lin Qingshuang subconsciously opened today's hot search headlines.
When she saw the #ÉúÒëÐÐÁÖÇåËØ#, her beautiful oval pink fingertips hesitated for a while, but she clicked in after a moment.
The video was a little far away, so the footage wasn't very clear, but the low-definition picture quality still couldn't cover up Sheng Yixing's beautiful face that burst out of the screen. It was only a three-and-a-half-minute video, and the man couldn't stop staring at it. She remained motionless on the stage.
Due to privacy reasons, the audience did not take too many pictures of the stage, but looked directly at Sheng Yixing.
There are endless comments from netizens below.
"This look is too doting. Although the picture quality is very poor, there is only Lin Qingshuang in Mr. Sheng's eyes from beginning to end. ].
"[Lin Qingshuang who flashed in the video was really indifferent. Even though there was Mr. Sheng in the audience, she still didn't look sideways and didn't even look at her. She blindly guessed that there was a story between the two people. ].
¡°Come on, you¡¯re just pretending to be aloof because of the big money, can¡¯t you see that? How could Sheng Yixing's vision have deteriorated so much that he actually fell in love with a cripple? ].
Ahhh, I'm so sour. This woman Lin Qingshuang is really outstanding. I'm so jealous. I also want to experience the feeling of being stared at by a beautiful man. ].
When she saw the last comment, Lin Qingshuang suddenly couldn't help laughing.
very sour? Why are you sour? Are you sour to her?
"If only the girl who commented knew that her legs had been broken, her bones had been dug out, and she had been sent to a lunatic asylum to suffer for hundreds of days.
Facing a group of mentally ill people and physical torture every day, I almost went crazy.
Will she still envy her now?
Unknown emotions flashed in Lin Qingshuang's eyes. After slowly typing a string of words with her hand, she jumped to this hot search topic: "There is no result if you like him, no matter who it is, including me."
The first half of the sentence would seem particularly ambiguous if spoken alone, so Lin Qingshuang specifically added herself at the end.
Falling in love with a cold, arrogant and frosty man is destined to have no good end. For five years, she was not afraid of death and tried to melt him with her weak and warm heart, but her body was covered with scars and she fell in the mud and couldn't get up.
It was too painful to like him, and she vowed not to have excessive negotiations with Sheng Yixing again.
Sheng Yixing, who was sitting in the car and looking through the picture album, was awakened by the special ding-dong sound. He took out his phone and clicked on the message, and saw the comments from the people he followed.
"There is no result in liking him, no matter who it is, including me."
There is indifference between the lines in the woman's words. If you look carefully, you can still see a bit of a sad person.
Sheng Yixing¡¯s heart seemed to be clenched tightly. A simple sentence made him almost forget to breathe!
She still has a grudge and refuses to forgive him.
Thinking of this, Sheng Yixing's face not only showed a bit of bitterness.
That¡¯s right, he was ignorant back then, and he killed her several times, even forcing her to have a bone marrow transplant when she was at her weakest.
No one would forgive him.
Sheng Yixing only hopes that Lin Qingshuang can give him a chance to make up for his mistakes. Now it seems that there is little hope.
Despite this, he still clicked on the Weibo editor.
Lin Qingshuang, who was sleeping soundly in the hotel, was awakened by Xinxin's anxious shouts. She was bleary-eyed, rubbing her sore eyes and asked vaguely: "Xinxin, what's wrong with you? Is there anything particularly important and urgent?"
It was useless to say anything in a hurry. She pointed at Lin Qingshuang and said hurriedly: "You, Sister Qingshuang, it's not me, it's you."
Lin Qingshuang's groggy head finally showed signs of waking up. She shook her head and continued to ask: "What's wrong with me?"
Seeing that the explanation was unclear, Xin Xin turned the tablet in his hand over: "It's not you, it's Mr. Sheng. See for yourself." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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