Looking around, it is full of calligraphy, paintings, antiques, books, and the academic atmosphere created by the study is completely different from the simple and monotonousness of the living room.

Although Si Shangshan started a new job and left the Si family alone, he did not completely break up with the Si family, so his children often interacted with the Si family.

The Si family started out by decoration design, and changed to antique business twenty years ago. The descendants of the family were also influenced by it. Even Si Fengmian knew some knowledge of antique calligraphy and painting.

Although Si Fengmian dares not say that he can determine the authenticity at a glance, the quality of general antique calligraphy and paintings can still be identified.

at the moment--

Everything that caught his eye was so stunning that his hair was trembling.

The calligraphy and paintings on the wall are real and fake, some famous artists have not heard of, and their levels are uneven, but Si Fengmian has seen them with his own eyes. It can be concluded that they are genuine.

This painting "Ten Thousand Waters and Thousand Mountains" was written by the famous calligrapher and painter Qin Rong. His grandfather Si Mingsheng liked it very much and once took him to visit Qin Rong in person. He wanted to accept the painting at a high price, but he did not sell it until the eight-digit number was released. He invited them away before he finished drinking a cup of tea.

How did such a painting fall into Si Sheng’s study?

If Si Mingsheng knew that his lovely paintings were now hanging with some fakes and paintings of worrying quality... Si Fengmian silently gave tears of sympathy in his heart.

at the same time--

The door lying on the side opened quietly.

Xiao Ni had heard that there was no movement in the living room and wanted to come out to clean up the "wood chip scene" he made. As soon as he went out, he saw Si Fengmian standing at the door of the study, like a wooden stake, motionless, and the three souls had gone to where they were.

Wanting to turn a blind eye, but holding his breath, Xiao Ni took a step forward, stopped again, put his hand in his pocket, and looked over.

With an eyebrow raised, his voice was cold and cold, "Have you hit a ghost?"

A sudden inquiry made Si Fengmian, who was so shocked that his nerves were crackling all over his body, come back to his senses. He calmed down and didn't mind Xiao Ni's tone of slack.

With his eyelids lifted up, Si Fengmian pointed to the study, and honestly explained what he thought, "I'm a little scared to sleep in such a room."

Xiao Ni: "..." I'm sick.

I was still frightened when I was sleeping in the study, and I looked like I was possessed by evil spirits. Is he afraid he would sleep on the floor at home?!

Regretted the initiative of asking just now, Xiao Ni walked towards the pile of tools and wooden blocks, but as soon as he squatted down, he heard Si Fengmian asking-

"What does your sister do?"

Xiao Ni turned his head inexplicably and saw Si Fengmian licking his lips, his eyes sincere and earnest, without any sarcastic intentions.

He paused and said indifferently: "Search it online."

Si Fengmian suddenly remembered Si Shang's introduction and asked in surprise: "Are you a star?"

“…”

Xiao Ni ignored him and buried his head in packing up the wooden blocks and tools.

However, Si Fengmian was still relentless and continued to ask: "What else is there?"

After picking up the last piece of wood, Xiao Ni stood up, and a black air lingered between his eyebrows. He frowned, and his two unhappy eyes were approaching Si Fengmian.

"What do you want to ask?" Xiao Ni asked coldly.

"What is your sister's university major? What else is her job besides celebrities..." A bunch of doubts emerged, and Si Fengmian stopped under Xiao Ni's irritable gaze. Finally, she had to shrugged helplessly and asked directly, "Why are there so many antiques, calligraphy and paintings in her study?"

"Who doesn't have some antique calligraphy and paintings at home?" Xiao Ni frowned, a little confused.

His father, who died young, collected a bunch of such things and put them all in the study.

Si Fengmian: "..."

The problem is that when others buy antique calligraphy and paintings, it is arty, and most of them are fakes, but your sister's house is a bunch of authentic products!

Xiao Ni wanted to take the things directly into the house, but when he thought of Si Fengmian's incredible expression, he realized it.

"Can you tell the truth or the false?" Xiao Ni asked.

Feeling that he finally got his point, Si Fengmian's depressed mood finally relieved a little. He nodded and said, "It's still done."

With his eyebrows tightened and loosened, Xiao Ni walked over, "All it is true?"

"It's not exactly..." Letting go aside, Si Fengmian looked at the study, "I haven't studied ancient calligraphy and paintings specifically, and I can't recognize them. There should be fakes, but one or two of them look quite real. Just the "Picture of Thousand Waters and Thousand Mountains" opposite, the works of contemporary calligraphy and painting master Qin Rong are definitely real."

Xiao Ni, who had no research on these things, glanced roughly and asked, "Where is the one on both sides of the hanger from Mo Shangyun and Cen Wei's pen?"

"Maybe I have a shallow understanding..." Si Fengmian coughed lightly, "I haven't heard of them. But to be honest, I think in terms of the quality of calligraphy and paintings, these two people next to "Ten Thousand Waters and Thousand Mountains" are a bit inferior to Qin Rong's grade."

Xiao Ni: "..."

What if this "Ten Thousand Waters and Thousand Mountains" was also copied?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ni did not speak out loud, but he did not believe in the truth from the bottom of his heart.

After looking at Xiao Ni, Si Fengmian introduced: "There are also the antiques on the left, which are both real and fake. There are cheaper ones among the real ones. There are also expensive ones. I can't say the specific price."

"Will ordinary people release the real big lala out and mix with fake ones to get rid of the grade?"

Xiao Ni poured a basin of cold water directly downwards, instantly extinguishing Si Fengmian's enthusiasm.

really.

The Si family is engaged in the antique business. Si Mingsheng personally loves antiques very much. If you buy a genuine product you like, you will definitely offer it like a treasure. It is impossible to throw it directly on the bookshelf for people to read casually.

Generally, those that can be displayed at will in the study are either valuable or fake.

Thinking of this, Si Fengmian became suspicious in his heart, and inevitably began to question his own vision.

His eyes fell on the bookshelf on the other side, and passed through the books on history, astronomy, geography, machinery, etc. Si Fengmian thought about it and asked again: "What is your sister's major in college?"

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with her." Xiao Ni's eyes drooped, and after scanning the entire study, he said lightly, "It's said online that she didn't go to college."

Uh, didn't go to college?

No way?

Si Fengmian grabbed his hair in confusion.

Recalling the scene where Si Sheng read in the library... a strong sense of incongruity came to my heart, and it was hard to explain.

Xiao Ni didn't understand antique calligraphy and painting, nor was he interested, nor could he understand Si Fengmian's complex psychology. He walked towards the bedroom with his things in his arms, but he was stopped again after a few steps.

"etc."

Xiao Ni was very upset.

This person didn't bother so much when he was putting the school!

He turned around.

Si Fengmian leaned against the door, lowered his head and touched his nose, then raised his chin slightly, and smiled at him, "I have some research on machinery and have also untied this machine box. Do you want me to help with your drawing?"

Xiao Ni was stunned.

*

In the small study.

Si Sheng, who had been studying the storyboard over and over again, suddenly heard a "Ding Dong--" sound, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

With his fingers gently kneading his eyebrows, Si Sheng started to feel excited and took out his phone from the drawer.

【Ling Xize】: Not asleep yet?

[Ling Xize]: Your grandpa told me to supervise you to go to bed early.

Grandpa?

Si Sheng was shocked, had no sleepiness, and his brain was clear and clear.

She got up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled the door, and opened the balcony where the window was exposed, causing her to be cold.

Before she returned to the bedroom, she looked up at the next door. Sure enough, she saw a black shadow standing in a floor-to-ceiling window, with a tall figure, and the light pulled the shadow out of the balcony. The bedroom, which was not fully turned on, was a little dim and slim.

She turned her head and her eyes met the figure, her eyes facing each other, through the dark night, the dim light, the biting wind, and the layers of glass, there was a brief fusion.

The phone vibrated and accompanied by the music. Si Sheng lowered his eyes and found that it was Ling Xize's phone. When he looked out, he vaguely saw the screen of his phone flashing.

With a chuckle, Si Sheng answered the phone.

Before Ling Xize could speak, she spoke, "You are still a spy?"

"The old man's explanation cannot be refused." Ling Xize answered perfunctorily, and his words suddenly turned around, "Close the window, it's cold."

Walking into the balcony and pulling the open window, the howling wind outside is immediately isolated.

Si Sheng leaned against the railing, put his left hand on it, and looked at the figure standing on the left, "Did you tell him to live next door to me?"

If I didn't talk about this, Lao Yi wouldn't be able to explain this.

"Um."

Ling Xize did not deny it.

"What else have you said?"

"I've talked a little bit."

His eyebrows and eyes were raised, and Si Sheng's voice was slightly lowered, and he was speechless, "You have free time."

The other side of the phone was silent for two seconds and there was no speech.
To be continued...