"I didn't expect that Xiao Lan also devoted her life to art. She should be only eighteen or nineteen years old at this time..."
Zhao Guanren stared at the oil painting on the wall curiously. He was a layman and could not appreciate elegant art. Anyway, Xiao Lan in the painting was naked, holding one leg and sitting on the bay window. The painting style was very delicate, even her youthful expression
and shyness are all drawn.
"Look! These two pictures are of her too, from different age groups..."
Yan Ruyu suddenly pulled him to the side. In the second picture, Xiao Lan was about in her early twenties. She was leaning on the sofa and smiling with her long hair tied up. Her suspender nightdress fell around her waist, and there was a girl lying on her side.
On the legs, the third picture is obviously a mature style in recent years.
"Oh my god! It was three years ago, and she was still painted like this after she got married..."
Yan Ruyu shook her head in disbelief, but Zhao Guanren pointed to the second oil painting and said in surprise: "Look at their sticky hair, it looks like someone just flew over them. This reminds me of a saying, you do art, I will
Fuck you, this is called in-depth art!"
"Haha~ Can you please stop being so dirty in your thoughts? This is an elegant art..."
Yan Ruyu pulled him out and said with a smile: "This is obviously a private exhibition hall. These paintings must have been publicly exhibited. Even if it is like what you said, it can only prove one thing, Xiao Lan's ex-boyfriend is her
My old classmate, Xing Le is a painter!"
"Xiao Lan has been married for several years and has had many boyfriends..."
Zhao Guanren moved the big oil painting back smoothly, and Yan Ruyu said again: "Xiao Lan has only been married for four years. I only heard that she had two boyfriends. Later, she was busy with her career and has been single. She and her current husband also spend less time together, so
I’ve never been pregnant!”
"I guess her husband is gay. If he takes off his clothes like that and lets people draw them, I don't believe that nothing happened..."
Zhao Guanren hugged her and walked out of the studio. Liu Tianliang and the others also walked out of the lounge. Xiao Lan left the art gallery worriedly, but Chen Yao greeted her generously and said, "Don't you want to book a room with me? Let's go!"
Let’s take a shower together!”
"What? You want to book a room with her..."
Yan Ruyu's eyes suddenly widened, but Zhao Guanren mocked: "Chen Yao! You are really not a good person. You just provoked me and your ex-husband, and then you turned around and provoked my girlfriend again. I think you are a coward."
If the motorcycle doesn’t catch fire – it needs a kick!”
"The sex you arranged for me has to be completed with tears in your eyes. Only a coward would back down..."
Chen Yao straightened his collar and sneered before turning away, but Zhao Guanren smiled bitterly and said: "Fat man! You stimulated her a lot. It's time to get together and relax. By the way! There is a secret studio inside.
There’s your boss’s body art!”
"No way? She also worked as a mannequin..."
Liu Tianliang opened his mouth in shock, and Yan Ruyu explained with a smile.
"damn it!"
Liu Tianliang suddenly said depressedly: "No wonder you are running here mysteriously. It turns out that your old lover is here. None of these little bitches are good. I don't want to see such low-level things. Forget it! I don't want to see it in vain."
If you don’t look, she’s not my wife anyway!”
Liu Tianliang turned around and ran into the studio. The two of them also laughed and left the art museum, but Yan Ruyu asked again: "Does Fatty love Xiao Lan? I feel like he doesn't care very much!"
"How can there be so much love in the adult world? It's all about catching the rabbit and letting the eagle fly..."
Zhao Guanren hugged her and walked towards the central garden. Zhao Feidi suddenly flashed over and said with a smile: "Grandpa! We searched inside and outside, even in the basement, and found nothing unusual, but the fish corpses in the water were really...
Quite a few, it would be difficult to leave without a boat!”
"Hey? Husband, why did he call you grandpa..."
Yan Ruyu looked at Zhao Feidi in confusion, and Zhao Feidi smiled again: "My name is Zhao Feidi. I am his brother's grandson. Of course I have to call him grandpa. Don't look at how young my grandpa is. He has more than thirty children."
, being your grandfather is enough!"
"Oh my god! How old are you..."
Yan Ruyu covered her mouth in horror, while Zhao Guanren rolled his eyes and said: "If you go by history, I'm over a thousand years old, but if you go by my experience, I should be... thirty-four.
Well, oh, it’s been eight years in a blink of an eye!”
"It scared me to death! I thought you were a bad old man..."
Yan Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief before following him into the museum. At this time, no one cared about antiques anymore. They moved old tables and chairs and ate supper. The same was true for the survivors in the museum. Many people hid in the basement and starved for two days.
, every one of them is like a starving ghost.
"Brother! Come over for noodles, ham and beef noodles..."
Mistress Chen waved her hands delicately. No one dared to sit at the Eight Immortals table in the middle. Zhao Guanren sat over there carelessly. Xiao Lan was eating noodles at the table with Master Qiu. However, Master Qiu was obviously very hungry and even chatted with her for a few times.
There is no time for a sentence.
"Boss Xing! You have so many treasures here. After you finish eating, just pick a few and tell us about them..."
Luan Qian's father stood up and cupped his hands. It could be seen that he was very curious about the antiques in the room. The exhibition hall was elegantly decorated. The whole exhibition hall was in the shape of a field. The antiques filled with tears were placed in glass cabinets.
, let the spotlight shine brightly.
"Okay! As long as everyone likes to listen..."
Xing Baimao wiped his mouth and stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "But I want to ask you one thing. Every artifact here is evidence of history. I hope everyone can take good care of it and stop using gold and silver from the Warring States Period to cook noodles.
This is a waste of cultural relics!”
"Aren't you an oil painter? Why are you still messing around with antiques..."
Zhao Guanren picked up the noodle bowl and looked at him. Xing Baimao smiled and said: "I studied art in college, but this does not affect my love for antiques. But I haven't finished eating this noodle yet, so I'd better treat my junior sister to it."
, she is also an expert in this field!"
"Yes! Let Xiaolan go up and talk about it and see if she has made any progress during this time..."
Master Qiu also smiled and waved his hand. Xiao Lan, who was in a low mood, had to get up reluctantly, walked to a group of display cabinets and said with a wry smile: "I only know a little bit about it. Please correct me if I'm wrong. Well~ let's start with this Tang Dynasty."
Let’s talk about the Crystal Palace Lantern, which is a cultural relic that is prohibited from trading..."
Xiao Lan straightened his back and talked eloquently, and even picked up a beautiful picture book to explain to everyone, but Zhao Guanren suddenly stood up and walked over, carefully stared at the crystal palace lantern in the glass cover, frowned and said: "Such a big new job, you
You said this is a Tang Dynasty antique?"
Xiao Lan was quite surprised and asked: "How can the antique that opened the door be a new job?"
"Do you know what it means to open the door at a glance? If this were a cultural relic, I would swallow it alive..."
Zhao Guanren suddenly took out his dagger, inserted it into the lock and opened the cabinet, reaching out to get the precious crystal palace lantern. Xing Baimao jumped up in fright and exclaimed: "Don't touch it! That's a cultural relic, it's fragile!"
"Do you know what oil is used to light the lamps in the palace? It must be high-quality beeswax that does not smoke..."
Zhao Guanren took out the palace lantern nonchalantly, opened the lamp cover and smelled the smell inside. He turned around and smiled scornfully: "Humph~ I know the smell of rapeseed oil. In ancient times, only poor families used rapeseed oil to light lamps. Those with a little money could use it."
It’s animal oil or paraffin!”
"Little friend!"
Master Qiu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are right, but it is an old object that is more than a thousand years old. There is no guarantee that some idiot poured vegetable oil into it and lit it, right?"
"Since it is gold that has been around for more than a thousand years, is it so shiny? This base is a fake..."
Zhao Guanren held up the lamp cover and said: "At first glance, the carving on the cover is a Bodhisattva. However, in the Tang Dynasty, which was extremely artistic, the Bodhisattva's mouth was actually carved crooked. As the saying goes, a monk with a crooked mouth cannot recite good sutras.
, this is punishable by beheading in the palace, and the whole family will be exiled!"
As he spoke, Zhao Guanren put down the lamp and browsed other antiques along the display cabinet. He quickly shook his head and said: "Good guy! It's a mixture of real and fake. The first-class cultural relics are all fake. Even the laminated porcelain lamp is a high imitation. The only difference is
Don’t you dare to imitate the Simuwu Ding? You guys are just trying to trick the National Treasure Gang!"
"You are a master, we are all handicrafts here, are you satisfied..."
Xing Baimao looked dumbfounded, and Xiao Lan said helplessly: "Don't underestimate private collectors. These are cultural relics that have been appraised by experts. But just be happy, Lao Xing! Teacher Qiu! Let's go upstairs.
Let’s talk!”
"Yeah! Okay, Miss Mingyan, please make us a pot of tea..."
Master Qiu walked upstairs with a smile on his back, and Xiao Lan and others followed him. However, Luan Qian's father still did not believe in evil. He walked to the display cabinet with a few friends and said, "Officer Zhao! This place is quite famous.
It’s impossible to show fake things to fool people, right?”
"Father-in-law! If you like it, you can take it as long as you like. It will be considered as a gift from me..."
Liu Tianliang came over, picked up the palace lantern, and gave it to the astonished old bald man, but Zhao Guanren split the armchair with another knife and sneered: "Look clearly, is this a huanghuali? Even the pillars in my house are made of huanghuali."
, I can smell it with my nose!”
"Oh~"
Luan Qian walked up to Liu Tianliang and said impatiently: "No matter whether it is true or false, no matter how valuable it is, it cannot be used as food. Let's think about what we will do tomorrow. There is no supermarket on this isolated island. We have the most food."
Last two days!"
"Find a fishing rod with a lure tomorrow. If there is a box in the water, fish it out. You can starve to death by relying on the water..."
Liu Tianliang smiled and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the face as if to show affection. Zhao Guanren didn't care where the survivors were sleeping, and took Yan Ruyu out directly, walking around a lot.
After that, the two of them arrived at the deepest large exhibition hall.
"Feijia! You arrange for the brothers to stay on duty overnight, and I will rest in the factory..."
After Zhao Guanren explained something, the two of them came to the small office building in the factory and randomly found an office on the second floor. No matter whose room it was, Yan Ruyu jumped into Zhao Guanren's arms and crossed her legs.
He kissed her passionately on the waist.
"Yan Xiaosao! You are so impatient, do you want to smoke a cigar again..."
Zhao Guanren smiled obscenely and pushed her against the wall. Yan Ruyu punched him angrily and said, "You stink so much. You want me to spit on you. You can either get some water and take a shower. My sister will accompany you."
Take your time, or you can stop messing with me!"
"Then please help me take a bath with my beautiful sister, okay..."
"Huh~ I knew you wouldn't leave me idle, let's go! My wife will accompany you to take a bath together, hahaha..."
Yan Ruyulang smiled and pulled him out. There was no one in the factory anyway. She started to take off her clothes as soon as she left the office. There were various temptations along the way. As a result, as soon as she ran into the tea room and closed the door, she suddenly let out a cry.
A scream.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Guanren rushed over and kicked open the door, only to see Yan Ruyu paralyzed on the ground shivering, pointing out the window and stammering in horror: "Yes, there is a ghost! His face was covered with blood, and it suddenly floated into the sky from outside, tree, tree
There’s a dead man up there!”
"Where?"
Zhao Guanren drew his knife suspiciously and walked to the window. Suddenly he saw a woman with short hair hanging on a big tree not far away. Her tongue had been stuck to her chin. Her whole face was covered in bruises. She was floating in the air with the swaying branches.
Drifting.
"I'll go! Isn't this the sales lady? Why is she dying here..."