"What's the thing?"

Suddenly being given the title of "Master", Si Sheng couldn't help but think of Yi Zhongzheng, and immediately felt uncomfortable.

"You forgot that the things you make are usually carved with ginkgo leaves." Boss An paused and said, "I don't know who you are in the industry, and somehow, the value of your works has become more and more outrageous, so you are called Master Silver."

"Is that true?"

Si Shengman took the conversation casually and didn't feel relieved.

Just a few institutional objects, no matter how outrageous the price, how far can it be?

"He was surnamed Si, and he came from the city lockdown again. Maybe he had something to do with you. Let me tell you first." Boss An said, "He should be looking for a master of the agency. If you want to be interested-"

"Not interested." Si Sheng cut off his words.

First, she didn't want to be related to the person surnamed Si; second, she didn't have time to be the master of this institution.

"Okay." Boss An did not interfere with her decision, but reminded, "Recently, especially in Ancheng, your works are too popular. I am worried that there will be monsters, so I will not auction new ones this quarter."

When she was in Ancheng, Si Shengxian would make some institutional objects when she had nothing to do, and she threw them all in the tofu shop before leaving. I don’t know when, someone has inquired about Si Sheng’s works one after another, so when Boss An saw that there was a market, she regularly took her works for auction.

"Just decide."

"Well, in addition," said Boss An, "Old Yang has prepared the box you want. He just sent it to Dexiuzhai tonight, and it will arrive the day after tomorrow. How many days will the gift I send be late."

"OK."

Si Sheng had no objection and hung up the phone.

*

City Library.

Due to the snow and the weather has been cold for several days, the museum is quite deserted, and I occasionally saw a few people.

No one grabbed the position, Si Sheng occupied the empty table in the corner and looked through the book.

The storyboard and brush were placed on the corner of the desktop. There were a pile of information books stacked in front of her. They were heavy and thick and obscure, but she read them very seriously. She would stop when she reached the key point and spread out the book to take notes.

Not far away.

Si Fengmian put the book on the table, shook his hand in front of the sitting boy, and asked, "Are you stupid?"

Staring at the dazed one-liner somewhere, he suddenly came to his senses.

He raised his chin to the corner and said, "Beauty."

Subconsciously, Si Fengmian glanced at the corner.

As soon as he saw it, he stopped.

In the corner, a woman was sitting quietly wearing a high-collar white sweater, her black hair was tied loosely, and several strands of hair were hanging on her face. She lowered her head slightly, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were very impactful and beautiful. She opened a page of the book, her fingers were slender and slender, and her joints were clear.

The soft light hit her, and only four words flashed in Si Fengmian's mind—

Pleasant to the eye.

The education did not allow Si Fengmian to keep staring at him. After a few seconds, he withdrew his gaze at the right time and sat down opposite the one-line.

He said: "It's pretty good."

Shanxing nodded and added: "The temperament is good."

"Um."

Si Fengmian can't argue?

He smiled alone and whispered, "School Madam, go and ask for a phone number. It's good to recognize a sister."

"I have a sister."

"I don't care about one more."

Shanxing's words touched Si Fengmian's nerves, and frowned, stared at him with warning, and said, "Look at your book well, remember to take notes."

Looking at the previous few books of machinery and computers, he hung his head alone, "Mechanical maniac, what else do you have in your eyes except machines and mechas?"

"study."

"..." After a long time of silence, he opened a book and sighed. Then his eyes lit up and he asked suddenly, "Hey, lucky guy, is there any express message from God's book and to sign?"

Si Fengmian paused, "Not yet."

“How many days have it been…”

"Don't worry. Tens of millions of people are watching him, he can't be able to pay his debts."

Shanxing pursed his lips, "I'm not anxious, I want to see it with my own eyes. Tsk, it's more than one million, just right on your head... You must have saved the Milky Way in your previous life."

Si Fengmian ignored him and focused on reading the few books he brought.

Turning out a page of the book, he looked at Si Fengmian, who was reading the book seriously, couldn't control it, and looked up at the corner again.

Somehow, a strange sense of familiarity came to my mind.

He was shocked.

Both of them pressed their left hand on the page, their right hand on the table, and their fingers held a pen, occasionally rotating it, even the movements of frowning inadvertently were almost the same.

The two figures seemed to overlap in an instant.

Danxing couldn't help but wonder: Are people with serious learning habits so similar?

*

The sky is getting darker.

The phone on the desktop vibrated slightly.

Si Sheng stopped turning his pen, turned his head, and saw the lit screen.

WeChat message: Zhong Yu.

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My younger brother appears, and the next chapter will be my younger sister.

Sijia Line, comic line starts.
Chapter completed!