I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 84: Remembering Chang’an

But this did not scare the big guys from all walks of life, and some people came out to 62 million, 65 million, 68 million...

Followed by a gradient of 500,000, pressing step by step.

When the price reaches 72 million, there are not many people chasing it.

Rao is Su Tang from everyone, and she is still nervous at this time. She doesn't know that Chen Chuan has consumption rebates. She only knows that this painting has been raised to 75 million by her, and the only remaining bidder in the front row is still Do not budge.

"Any more?" Su Tang asked again.

Chen Chuan put his hand on Su Tang's thigh and said, "Add, remember, unless you feel me pinching your leg hard, keep adding."

"Then what if I don't feel you pinch me because I'm too nervous?" Su Tang asked weakly.

"It's okay, I'm strong enough to make you feel it." Chen Chuan patted her leg, "Come on, add it to death, if she dares to follow her later, you can add it to 90 million and let her Follow."

"Okay."

But fortunately, the front row seemed to be hesitating slowly. After 20 minutes of fierce bidding, the final price stopped at 76.5 million.

""Xitang? Bietu" 76.5 million once, 76.5 million twice, 76.5 million three times, congratulations No. 87." The auctioneer dropped the hammer.

Su Tang breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I won't lose my life. I won it. Including the commission, I will pay almost 88 million in the end."

The auction will last until 5pm.

In the end, Chen Chuan spent 128 million yuan and took two pictures, one is the Leng Bi Qiu Shui by Cui Ruzeng in the Qing Dynasty, and the other is the picture of the stream hall by Wen Zhengming, one of the four great talents of Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty.

"You spend 128,000,000 yuan and get triple rebate of 384,000,000 yuan, which has been transferred to your bank card."

Feeling the rebate information, Chen Chuan looked at the card balance: 536 million.

…

Outside the cafe in the evening, Chen Chuan said goodbye to Su Tang, watched her get in the car, and drove away in her white Mercedes-Benz C-Class.

Chen Chuan entered the store, ordered a drink, and sat under the sunset, feeling the peace of mind and happiness brought by 500 million yuan.

The two paintings and calligraphy have been entrusted to Su Tang to personally deliver them to the safe in Guan Shanyue's villa.

The safe was proposed by the design company. It seems that people in this kind of single-family villa have safes in their homes. Chen Chuan followed the designer's suggestion and bought one, which was embedded in the wall. If I remember correctly, the safe cost 150,000 yuan. It was made of black purple gold and was indestructible.

He was sitting at the door of the Nian Chong store when he heard the wind chime at the door, drank his coffee and glanced at it, and saw that the store door was pushed open and two people walked in.

These are two young men, a male and a female. The male is 180 cm tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and a strong build. The female is almost 170 cm tall, with long hair and shawls, and long, thin legs. waist.

However, Chen Chuan recognized her face. Isn't this his classmate Yao Qian?

The two stood in front of the counter and ordered two drinks. While waiting, they talked in a low voice, then took the drinks and found a seat to sit down.

It should be a matter of angle. Chen Chuan saw that Yao Qian didn't notice him, so he didn't say hello.

Chen Chuan finished his coffee, got up and walked out of the cafe.

The next Monday, Chen Chuan went to class as usual.

Because the university's classroom seats are not fixed, Chen Chuan and the monitor He Jinglan sat together.

Once, Chen Chuan went to Dunhuang to play and asked for a week's leave. When he came back, he needed to say hello to the squad leader. Second, He Jinglan was also curious and asked what fun there was in Dunhuang. As a southern woman, she also naturally yearns for the scenery of the northwest desert.

Under her inquiry, Chen Chuan told her about the magnificent scenes such as the Gobi Desert, the Dragon Gate Inn, the long yellow sand, and the sunset over the long river.

In Chen Chuan's narration, He Jinglan looked longing, and seemed to experience the comfortable style of driving on the horizon.

He Jinglan asked curiously, and finally asked about the part about driving to Xi'an.

Because the two tables in the class are put together, Chen Chuan's left is He Jinglan, and his right is his friend Zhou Mu in the same dormitory.

Zhou Mu is also listening to Chen Chuan's experience of traveling by car with a longing look on his face.

Speaking of "Xi'an", Zhou Mu couldn't help but ask: "Sauvignon Blanc, remember Chang'an, let's talk about the historical sites and beautiful scenery in Xi'an."

He Jinglan also said: "Xiyi's old people are invisible, and the east wind blows dreams of Chang'an. The Tang Dynasty poet Li Taibai wrote Chang'an City, and I have longed for it for a long time."

Chen Chuan was pressed closely by the two of them. He was not good at lying, so he repeated it from the beginning, inevitably mentioning Murong Nanzhi.

Zhou Mu didn't seem to think there was any problem, and commented: "It turned out to be the encounter with beautiful women, the Murong family came from Xianbei, and the Murong Fu in Jin Yong's writings, the stars change. If I remember correctly, it should be Xianbei that originated from Xianbei. On the banks of the Xilamulun River, the State of Yan was established during the Western Jin Dynasty.”

Compared to Zhou Mu's eloquence, He Jinglan always listened with a smile, but did not speak.

"One night passed, and the next day, we went to the largest local shopping mall, and then went to see the Tang Da Ci'en Temple Ruins Park, as well as the ancient city wall..." Chen Chuan continued.

Zhou Mu blinked and interrupted: "Why did the night pass? Where did you go to play at night? After dinner at the 51-story tourist restaurant, and drinking a bottle of red wine?" /

Chen Chuan also blinked, staring at Zhou Mu and said, "Why are you so curious. Then we watched the night scene together..."

Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed that He Jinglan on the left had not spoken. Although there was a smile in her eyes, her interest was not as high as when she heard Da Mo Guyan just now.

Zhou Mu suddenly thought of something, covered his mouth, looked at Chen Chuan up and down, and said in a low voice, "No? You, are you saying goodbye?"

Cui Jiaming, who was sitting in the front row of the same dormitory, also turned around and asked curiously, "What are you three talking about, and Chen Chuan saying goodbye?"

Chen Chuan couldn't tell a lie, so he nodded in the face of the two roommates' inquiries.

Zhou Mu and Cui Jiaming seem to understand, but they are surprised and jealous~IndoMTL.com~ Zhou Mu took out his mobile phone, clicked on the live broadcast platform, and said to himself, "What's the name of the live broadcast ID, Mu Youran? Let me see. What a monster, let you say goodbye..."

"I'll take a look, I'll take a look." Cui Jiaming stretched his neck and leaned over.

The two flipped through the photos from the fish bar on the live broadcast platform, looked at them together, and looked at each other.

On the screen of the mobile phone, a white, tender, shy and cute beauty with double ponytails is like a beauty in a painting.

The two roommates took a deep breath, before saying, "Congratulations."

He Jinglan also glanced at the photo of the female anchor named "Mu Youran" on the phone, and smiled, "Congratulations."

At this time, Mr. Zhang Mengjun from the ancient literature class came in to teach, and several talents stopped discussing and started the class.

Mr. Zhang likes to chat. Before the official lecture, she chatted with her classmates. She said that she went to Dunhuang to see the Feitian murals last week, and said: "Actually, it was quite a coincidence. One of our classmates."

"Who is it?"

"Classmate? True or false?"

"Wow, who is so lucky to travel with a beautiful teacher?"

The classmates chatted.

Zhang Mengjun said: "Chen Chuan, you have been playing there for a long time. You came back a week later than the teacher."

Chen Chuan said: "Well, the beauty of the desert is really unforgettable, and I couldn't help but stay for a few more days. But don't worry, teacher, I didn't drop the course. If you don't believe me, test me."

"I believe in you, classmate Chen's accomplishments in ancient prose, as far as calligraphy is concerned, the teacher is also ashamed. But for a small punishment, you asked for leave for this week, and you are punished to come to the blackboard to write an article about Dunhuang Yang Guan's poetry." Zhang Mengjun said.