I won’t say much about that overnight. Of course, I’m not afraid to say much. Do you dare to believe it if I really say I can make up five million words?

Fang Han opened his eyes in the morning and it was almost seven o'clock. Although Fang Han had no idea of ​​going to work today, he was used to getting up early. If he hadn't been a little late last night, he might have woken up earlier.

Long Yaxin was still asleep next to her. Maybe she was really exhausted last night. Dr. Fang was a martial arts practitioner after all, and his combat effectiveness was quite strong.

Fang Han didn't get up, and turned his body sideways, just seeing Long Yaxin's face very clearly.

Many people say that the woman who just woke up in the morning was the ugliest of the day. Fang Han had never seen her before, but when he looked at Long Yaxin in front of him, he felt that this statement was a bit nonsense. How could it be ugly?

The fair skin, full of collagen, is as shattered as a baby, rosy lips, delicate facial features, long eyelashes, and not waking up yet, with a faint laziness, no makeup on it, pure natural beauty, just like the most outstanding masterpiece of nature......

How could such a woman be ugly?

Fang Han felt that people who have such ideas were actually just making excuses to call women ugly and ugly, and that is ugly, regardless of the time. People who are ugly in the morning are definitely not very beautiful at noon.

The Creator is actually a very magical existence. Even if a beautiful person or a handsome person does not deliberately dress up, he still cannot hide his glory. If he is ugly, no matter how he deals with it, he can always make people feel uncomfortable.

Perhaps because he noticed someone beside him looking at him, Long Yaxin slowly opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a handsome face that was indulgent to breathe.

"Um!"

Long Yaxin subconsciously stretched her waist, and the thin quilt slid down gently, revealing her round and white shoulders, which added a bit of temptation.

......

"Is Xiao Fang here?"

Ji Xiangyun was originally watching TV in the living room, but she heard the sound from the door, but she didn't care. She heard someone opening the door. She could use the key to open the door, either Long Weiguo or Long Yaxin, and there would be no outsiders.

When the door opened, Ji Xiangyun subconsciously glanced at the door, then hurriedly got up and greeted him with surprise.

"Aunt Ji."

Fang Han held a gift in his hand and greeted him with a smile.

"Here comes, why do you bring something?"

Ji Xiangyun hurriedly stepped forward to catch it, and complained to Long Yaxin: "How can I let Xiao Fang take the thing?"

Long Yaxin was stunned and refused to let Fang Han take it. Should she let her take it?

Is a girl holding something, and Fang Han is empty-handed?

Besides, I am not married yet. Did I take this as a gift I bought or brought by Fang Han?

"Xiao Fang, sit down!"

Ji Xiangyun put the thing next to him and greeted him with a smile: "I didn't make a phone call before I came. I heard Xinxin say you have gone abroad?"

"Well, I went to Fengzhou." Fang Han nodded and sat down on the sofa.

Ji Xiangyun made a cup of tea for Fang Han and asked in surprise: "Do you doctors also go on a business trip?"

She didn't understand this very much, thinking, shouldn't the doctor be in her own hospital, why did she go out at any time? Last year, Fang Han seemed to have gone to Yanjing. She remembered whether it was a study or something.

"I will go out for a conversation occasionally." Fang Han explained with a smile.

"That's how it is."

Ji Xiangyun smiled and said, "Young people should learn more and learn more."

"Yeah!" Fang Han nodded.

"Then you and Xinxin sit down first. I'll go out to buy vegetables and eat at home at noon today."

Ji Xiangyun smiled and looked very happy. Her daughter found such a handsome and capable boyfriend. For Ji Xiangyun, it was a very shameful thing.

As he spoke, Ji Xiangyun brought his bag out of the door, and called Long Weiguo as soon as he went out.

Long Weiguo is very comfortable now. As a professor in the Department of Archaeology of Jiaotong University, there are not many courses and tasks. If there is no archaeological topic, there is plenty of time. Whenever you have free time, Long Weiguo will go to Yupinxuan or find a few friends in the antique industry to drink tea together, appreciate antiques, brag, pretend, etc.

At this moment, Long Weiguo was in the Imperial Pinxuan, and five or six people brought good things to him.

"Old Bai, I heard that you bought a good thing. Today is this to open your eyes?"

While pouring tea for everyone, Miao Zhongchen asked one of the middle-aged men with a smile.

"It's OK, it's OK."

Bai Yanfeng smiled and took out a letter: "I'm lucky, I got a letter."

As he said that, Bai Yanfeng slowly unfolded the words, and the few people next to him hurriedly made some places.

"Is this the word "Zhou Xuerong" by Mr. Zhou?"

Someone recognized the signature and seal afterwards, but it was not sure.

In addition to showing off, this kind of appreciation also has the meaning of teaching examinations, including some calligraphy and paintings of signatures and seals. The signatures and seals are either in the lower left corner or in the lower right corner. Therefore, when displaying, the middle part is first exposed for everyone to take a look.

"Well, it should be the word "Old Zhou."

Miao Zhongchen nodded and said in a relatively certain tone.

"What do you think about Professor Long?"

Bai Yanfeng asked Long Weiguo.

"Zhou Xuerong's word is right." Long Weiguo glanced at it and said calmly.

"Haha, it seems that it's not difficult for everyone."

Bai Yanfeng smiled and said, "It is indeed the word "Zhou Xuerong" by Mr. Zhou."

As he said that, Bai Yanfeng slowly unfolded the scrolls, revealing Zhou Xuerong's signature and seal.

At the same time, Bai Yanfeng said strangely: "Professor Long is always very enthusiastic about these things, why do he look so indifferent this time?"

Long Weiguo said casually: "Zhou Xuerong's calligraphy is still a little worse. Although in the south, Li and Bei Zhou, Zhou Xuerong's calligraphy is not as good as Li Qingqun and Mr. Li..."

As he spoke, Long Weiguo glanced at the words in front of him again and said, "This is a casual word, not a top-quality one."

Miao Zhongchen smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, you don't know. Professor Long has a high vision now. You are so famous that Professor Long really doesn't see you."

"oh?"

Bai Yanfeng was stunned: "What do you say Boss Miao?"

Bai Yanfeng knew that Long Weiguo loved calligraphy and paintings very much. Compared with other antiques and jades, Long Weiguo preferred calligraphy and paintings more. The calligraphy he made was actually really for Long Weiguo.

Just now, Long Weiguo talked about the South, Li Beizhou, and the two masters in the calligraphy world today. The south refers to Li Qingqun, and the north refers to Zhou Xuerong.

Of course, as Long Weiguo said, Zhou Xuerong's calligraphy is a bit worse than Li Qingqun, but this difference is actually only the opinion of some people. Another thing is that Li Qingqun rarely writes to others casually. In addition, Li Qingqun has been dead for nearly two years, and the works left behind are becoming more and more valuable.

Zhou Xuerong's words were written by others a few years ago, and Zhou Xuerong was still alive, so now he is really not as good as Li Qingqun.

Both are masters of calligraphy, there is still a big difference between being in the world and not being in the world.

"Old Bai, you don't know that Professor Long is surrounded by his side now."

Someone next to him smiled and said, "Professor Long's son-in-law is a good handwriting. Although he is not very famous, he is really worse than Buzhou Xuerong in terms of his level."

"oh?"

Bai Yanfeng was stunned: "Professor Long, can I let my experience?"

Bai Yanfeng is also a person who loves words. In their circle, they are all enthusiasts. Although some people prefer different preferences, they are all enthusiasts. If they don’t like them, they can’t get together.

"there!"

Miao Zhongchen stretched out his hand and pointed: "Didn't Mr. Bai notice the word on my wall?"

Bai Yanfeng looked back and saw: "River, river, lake, sea."

"Is this written by Professor Long's son-in-law?"

This calligraphy is written by Bai Yanfeng, but he really doesn't know who wrote it.

"That's not."

Miao Zhongchen smiled and said, "So, Mr. Zhou's graffiti cannot be seen by Professor Long. By the way, Professor Long's home now has a pair of calligraphy and paintings of Zhang Daqian."

"Professor Long, you are so unkind. You won't take out this kind of treasure to open your eyes?" Bai Yanfeng complained with a smile.

Long Weiguo smiled and looked proud. Since Fang Han's words were placed at his home, and the words written by Fang Han himself have gradually spread in the circle, every time he gets together, Long Weiguo can gain the envious eyes of others.

People have vanity, and Professor Long is no exception.

"It's not mine, it was asked by me to help repair it."

"What's not yours."

Miao Zhongchen laughed and scolded: "Mr. Bai, don't listen to Professor Long's perfunctory behavior. His future son-in-law asked him to help repair it. What's the difference between you and yours?"

"Professor Long, this is wrong. How can you hide good things? Why don't you lend me some appreciation for them for a few days?" Bai Yanfeng said with a smile.

Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and paintings are good things. Just one piece is also a treasure of tens of millions. The most important thing is that these good things are often priceless and many are in the hands of enthusiasts. Unless they are really short of money, they will rarely be auctioned.

"How many days?" Long Weiguo laughed.

Just as he was smiling, his cell phone rang and Ji Xiangyun called.

Long Weiguo answered the phone and after listening to a few words, the smile on his face became even stronger: "Okay, I understand, I'll be back now."

As he said that, he hung up the phone, Long Weiguo stood up and said, "Sorry, my future son-in-law is here. I want to go back to entertain you. We will meet again another day."

"No, I said Professor Long, are you not kind?" Bai Yanfeng shouted from behind.

"A guest is here, chat another time, chat another time."

Long Weiguo smiled and said, he had already strode out of the door. Miao Zhongchen also shouted from behind: "Professor Long, why don't you invite Dr. Fang in the afternoon."

"Let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

Long Weiguo had already left the Imperial Pinxuan and his voice came back from afar.
Chapter completed!