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Chapter 1 Here He Comes

Chapter 1 He is coming

At the Shenhai Fuxing Art Center, an auction of ancient porcelain that has attracted much attention from the collecting community is underway.

Zhang Moyan, who was holding a tripod and pressing the shutter button at the scene, had no idea that 2 hours later, she would write the first hot search in her career as a journalist that crashed the network server.

Boom!

Another hammer fell in the atmospheric venue.

“Congratulations to No. 8023! The Southern Song Dynasty official kiln melon-edge vase was sold for 4.78 million!”

The auctioneer's high-pitched broadcasting voice was deafening, and the game of spending huge sums of money was exciting. Experts and scholars at home and abroad and buyers with profound backgrounds gathered together, and there was a wave of applause.

Zhang Moyan made a hissing sound, lowered his head and wrote something down in his notebook. For the nth time, he lamented that rich people are so crazy. The gap between rich and poor is shocking. The money she could earn for most of her life was no more than the scraps of silver in other people's pockets.

.

Suddenly, the camera colleague next to her, her male best friend, Jin Xueyang, patted her twice and motioned for her to look at the camera screen.

The camera was facing them at a 45-degree angle, and there was a handsome man in a suit and leather tie with his arms folded on the screen.

Jin Xueyang sighed: "It's rare to have the opportunity to take pictures of the handsome face of the male idol! Look, Mr. Liu is so straight and straight. In my heart, Mr. Liu is the most handsome face in Asia. No one can do it for at least three years.

Replacement. It’s just a pity that this handsome man, Qing, did not get married at an early age!”

Although Jin Xueyang is male, but... Zhang Moyan pushed his camera to the right angle: "Be careful if your boyfriend fires you."

Jin Xueyang straightened up, punched his sore waist twice, and wondered: "Mr. Liu always only presses for major news scenes. He came here in person today, and even persuaded the organizer to let us report exclusively... Could it be that the secret-color porcelain piece today?

Will it really break the current auction record for ancient porcelain?"

Zhang Moyan looked at a brochure at hand. On the beautifully bound cover was printed a beautiful lotus brush wash. The glaze color was like lake water, green and soft, like ice and jade.

She nodded: "It's possible. After all, secret color porcelain is the ceiling of celadon in the Tang Dynasty. Before the excavation of the underground palace of Famen Temple in 1987, this kind of porcelain only stayed in the sporadic poems and songs of the ancients. No one has ever seen it, and there is no documentation about it.

Once its existence was confirmed, even the ceramics and archeology circles once believed that the so-called 'secret color porcelain' was simply a myth."

Jin Xueyang picked up the brochure and knocked it: "This lotus wash has a rough life. The Eight-Power Allied Forces were looted by the British at the end of the Qing Dynasty. The lack of identification was not taken seriously for more than half a century. It was not taken seriously by us until the 1970s.

A private collector has a keen eye for pearls and brings them back to China."

The period of history at the beginning of the 20th century was a common mental trauma for all Chinese people. Zhang Moyan looked at the green dot in the glass cabinet on the sandalwood table on the stage, and felt mixed emotions in his heart, including a feeling of pity.

Jin Xueyang flipped through the brochure: "I heard that the collector thought this lotus wash was unusual when he first saw it. After he got it, he did a lot of appraisals, but he only determined that the age was the middle of the Tang Dynasty. There was no conclusion at the kiln entrance until now.

After the secret-color porcelain from Famen Temple came to light, he suspected that what he was holding might be secret-color porcelain, and then compared it with relevant agencies to confirm the identity."

"So it's true that a horse with a thousand miles is easy to come by, but a great talent is hard to find!" Zhang Moyan sighed, then turned on his phone and edited the half-written newsletter.

Jin Xueyang's visual platform: "The current record of 247 million yuan for ancient porcelain is set by Sotheby's Northern Song Dynasty Ru kiln azure glaze wash. The azure glaze porcelain is famous for its color like rain passing through the sky, and it has survived for only a hundred years.

"It's a piece, so it's worth that much. This secret color porcelain..." He tapped his chin with his fingertips, "Can it be worth that much?"

Zhang Moyan was typing words in his hand, and answered several times: "Today's starting bid for this lotus wash is 160 million, which is very promising. And you can see that some buyers haven't put up their bids yet, so they are probably here for it."

. Anyway, I have written the news whether it is record-breaking or not. When the time comes, we just have to report the results truthfully."

"Thoughtful," Jin Xueyang gave Zhang Moyan a thumbs up, then looked around and shook his head, "but people nowadays only like to read news about handsome guys, beauties or curious things. Even if this secret color porcelain fetched a sky-high price, the news will definitely be popular.

It won’t be as high as yesterday’s post about ‘the college boys’ dormitory opens eyebrow trimming business’.”

While Jin Xueyang was talking, he turned the camera towards Mr. Liu: "Mo Yan, let me ask you a question!"

"Um?"

"If a man like Mr. Liu is single, will he attract you to take the initiative? Look, he has a good family background, strong ability, good looks, and you are both civil and military, 1.6 meters long, long hair and waist, white and beautiful..."

Zhang Moyan glanced at him.

Jin Xueyang immediately stopped and changed his words: "Oh, why would you, Zhang Moyan, chase after a man? Even if I could, you wouldn't! Okay, okay, don't stare, I know you only have the person your parents found for you in your heart.

——The great people’s policeman Li Ming, you Zhang Moyan are unswervingly loyal to him and have no second thoughts!”

Jin Xueyang said it jokingly, but Zhang Moyan's expression became calm.

Jin Xueyang didn't notice the difference and continued to laugh at her: "I see that you are usually quite indifferent to others, but I didn't expect you to be quite serious."

indifferent?

This is the reason why Liming Ti broke up!

Zhang Moyan turned around and couldn't help but ask Jin Xueyang: "Do you think I'm cold?"

"Of course," Jin Xueyang answered simply without raising his head as he fiddled with the camera, "I've never seen you get along with each other like this. Can you and Li Ming meet once in half a month? To be honest, I bumped into the neighborhood committee aunt in the community.

More times than both of you."

Zhang Moyan is not convinced. Isn't it because she and Liming have so few dates because Liming is busy with work? How can she affect the police work if she has nothing to do?

Seeing Jin Xueyang working hard on the machine, she thought about these words in her mind, lowered her head and slid her phone to the WeChat interface.

Liming’s WeChat profile picture is still at the bottom, and the conversation is still stuck on the last message she sent him three days ago——

"Do you want to return the previous gifts to you? They are quite new and can still be given away."

For three whole days, there was no reply from Dawn.

So who is indifferent?

She doesn't understand.

How can there be such indifference in a person like her who even thinks about returning the gift to the other party even after breaking up?

What's more, didn't her last WeChat message also imply her intention to ask him out?

Isn't this redemption?

Is this still indifferent?

Zhang Moyan lowered her long eyelashes and stared at the screen. There was a burst of applause, and another collection was photographed. She quickly returned to work and picked up a pen to take notes.

Next, porcelain from Longquan kiln and Yaozhou kiln appeared on the market one after another. The items auctioned became more and more exquisite, and the transaction prices were higher and higher.

After a vigorous hour, it was finally the turn of the highlight that everyone was looking forward to - the appearance of the secret color porcelain lotus wash!

The venue quickly became noisy, no less noisy than a vegetable market. This noise suddenly died down behind the bulletproof glass cabinet in the center of the lotus washbasin.

Not long after, the sound of gurgling ancient music slowly sounded in the quiet venue, and a close-up of this secret-color porcelain brush was played on the big screen. The auctioneer's emotional voice also sounded just right and low:

"The word "secret color" first came from the poem "Secret Color Yue Qi" written by the late Tang Dynasty poet Lu Guimeng. The jade-like glaze color and the closely combined glaze layer and body made secret color porcelain a product that surpassed all the famous kilns in the Tang Dynasty.

Celadon variety.”

"This Tang Dynasty secret-color porcelain lotus wash has a diameter of 21cm and a height of 6cm. It is surrounded by a flower mouth and has a perfectly round bottom. Its texture is as gentle as jade and its lines are elegant and beautiful. It has experienced many ill-fated fates and has been scattered overseas for dozens of years.

After years of wandering around, it returned to its homeland. Although it has been displaced, it has always remained perfect. At this moment, it is before our eyes, as if it is traveling through thousands of years to tell you and me the charm of the Tang Dynasty..."

The auctioneer's explanation was very emotional, and the guests' hearts were filled with excitement.

As soon as the auction started, there were many buyers raising their placards at the same time, and the competition was more intense than for any piece of porcelain before.

"165 million!"

"170 million!"

"175 million!"

Different from the "258" bidding mode adopted by the previous auctions, this Lotus Brush Wash adopts the extremely rare "5050" mode, which means that the default price is increased by 5 million for each bid.

The rules are so strong and the price is as high as this, but each number is surpassed by a larger number within seconds.

The auctioneer excitedly announced the numbers on the stage, while the bidders competed with each other in the audience. People's exclamations were astonished by the numbers. The weight of the secret-colored porcelain and the paying ability of the rich were shocking.

When it reached 200 million, the pace of bidding slowed down, and bidders gradually withdrew from the competition. When it reached 240 million, there were only a few people in the audience.

"240 million for the first time, is there any more?"

The whole place was silent.

The auctioneer confirmed again: "240 million for the second time!"

A silent wait.

Jin Xueyang murmured: "Is this how Secret Color Porcelain has stopped?"

Zhang Moyan was also inexplicably a little anxious. Although he knew it would not be popular, for a piece of news, it is better to set a new record than not to set a new record.

"245 million!!! No. 8047 bids 245 million!" Suddenly someone raised another sign.

The auctioneer was as excited as discovering the New World: "245 million, this price is already close to the current highest transaction record of ancient porcelain, 247 million! Now, can we continue to break through? Is there any higher bid than 245 million?"

Stimulate.

How much is 245 million?

Ordinary people can't earn enough money in eight lifetimes, but the auctioneer doesn't think it's enough to beat the war drum here.

"245 million for the first time!"

The auctioneer paused deliberately, and the feeling of being breathless at the last moment aroused everyone's nerves. For a time, expectations and pessimism each occupied half of the silent air.

The venue fell silent for a while.

Suddenly, "250 million!!!"

The auctioneer's voice exploded, and a thunderous exclamation went through the entire audience.

"This is a new record!" The auctioneer, who had been working for four hours, burst into tears.

He seemed to have accomplished some arduous task, and he couldn't help himself: "Everyone, this is a new record for ancient porcelain. This is the miracle brought to us by secret color porcelain! We are so lucky to have witnessed this moment with our own eyes."

Everyone was affected by the auctioneer's emotional voice and applauded in congratulations. No one noticed that at this time, the gilded door at the back of the venue opened and closed, and a tall figure strode in.

"First time in 250 million!"

"250 million for the second time!"

The auctioneer's face turned red with excitement. After calling the price for the second time, he quickly looked around the entire venue and raised the hammer in his hand: "Congratulations..."

"etc!"

At the moment when the gavel was about to fall, a clear male voice rose from the back of the venue.

The auctioneer's hand holding the hammer stopped in mid-air, and the hustle and bustle of the venue was immediately suppressed, and all the enthusiasm immediately dissipated like a tide.

Although this sound was meant to stop the hammer falling, if you think about it carefully, you can see that it was actually calm and unhurried.

Hundreds of people at the scene are about to climax, who has the guts to stop everything?!

Everyone on and off stage looked back.

I saw a tall and thin man standing directly behind the venue. He was dressed in black, with his shirt tucked into his narrow waistline. He was young and stalwart, like a god descending from the sky.

Zhang Moyan's position faced the aisle in the backcourt, and from her angle, she could see the people coming very clearly.

This man is about twenty-eight or nine, with a model face, a slightly open collar, and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. One hand is in his pocket, and the other is holding the car keys. He supports two long legs that are extremely stretchable, and he looks like a real human hand. manage.

The position he stood in was condescending, and this angle, which could be called a bird's eye view, made his whole person look vaguely dangerous.

"WOC!" Jin Xueyang's shocked sigh burst into Zhang Moyan's ears, "Moyan, I want to take back what I just said!"

"What words?"

"In less than three years, I think the most handsome face in Asia is the top one, and now I have to replace him!!!"

Ah, my dears, I have opened a new book, are you happy?

Don't ask me why I took a break and showed off my talent again,

The question is when your talents are about to be fully realized,

Phew - I was kidding.

Picked up the phone and looked seriously:

Mainly because I know someone is waiting for me.

Introducing handsome guy Xiao!!!

(This needs to be brightened up and filled with colorful whistles. Thank you.)

Please comment and recommend,

As for collecting it, if you don’t plan to read it, you don’t need to collect it. Collecting it or not reading it will affect your reading rate. If you put it on your bookshelf, it will be an eyesore. I’m in trouble, sincerely.

【But did you hear it?

In fact, I still want to collect it.

But I want to save face,

I don’t say I want the kind of love that never leaves,

If you are just empty and lonely, just for fun,

You are the most beautiful woman in heaven and earth,

I wish we had never started.

Not getting and losing are two different things...

Love lasts a lifetime!]

Ahem, come back, it’s up to you all to pretend to be innocent from today on!

Bow to you——

a bow

Two bows

three bows

Okay, the ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber.

(End of chapter)


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