I Don’t Want To Be Popular

But this didn't scare the big guys from all walks of life. Some people immediately offered 62 million, 65 million, 68 million...

In the back, with a gradient of 500,000, it is pressing harder and harder.

When the price reaches 72 million, there are not many people chasing after it.

Even though Su Tang was from everyone, she was still nervous at this time. She didn't know that Chen Chuan had a consumer rebate, but she only knew that this painting had been raised to 75 million by her, and the only remaining bidder in the front row still refused to budge.

"Is there more?" Su Tang asked again.

Chen Chuan put his hand on Su Tang's thigh, and said, "Add, remember, unless you feel that I am pinching your leg, keep adding."

"Then I was too nervous, what should I do if I didn't feel you pinching me?" Su Tang asked weakly.

"It's okay, I'm strong enough to make you feel it." Chen Chuan patted her leg, "Add it, add it to death, if she dares to follow later, you can increase the price to 90 million and let her follow."

"it is good."

But fortunately, the front row seemed to be slowly hesitating. After 20 minutes of fierce bidding, the final price stopped at 76.5 million.

""Xi Tang? Bie Tu" 76.5 million once, 76.5 million twice, 76.5 million three times, congratulations to No. 87." The auctioneer dropped the hammer.

Su Tang let out a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I won it. Counting the commission, I will have to pay almost 88 million in the end."

The auction will run until 5:00 pm.

In the end, Chen Chuan spent 128 million and took two paintings, one was Cui Ruzeng's Lengbi Qiushui in the Qing Dynasty, and the other was a brook hall picture by Wen Zhengming, the four great talents in the south of the Yangtze River in the Ming Dynasty.

"You spend 128 million yuan, and get a triple rebate of 384 million yuan, which has been transferred to your bank card."

Feeling the rebate information, Chen Chuan looked at the card balance: 536 million.

...

Outside the coffee shop in the evening, Chen Chuan said goodbye to Su Tang, watched her get into the car, and drove away in her white Mercedes-Benz C-Class.

Chen Chuan entered the store, ordered a drink, and sat under the setting sun, feeling the peace of mind and happiness brought by 500 million yuan.

The two calligraphy and paintings have been entrusted to Su Tang to deliver them to the safe in Guan Shanyue's villa.

The safe was proposed by the design company. It seems that people in this kind of single-family villas have safes in their homes. Chen Chuan followed the designer's advice and bought one. It was inlaid in the wall. If I remember correctly, the safe cost 150,000 yuan. It was made of black purple gold and was indestructible.

He was sitting at the door of the store, when he heard the wind chime at the door, took a look while drinking coffee, and saw that the door was pushed open, and two people walked in.

These are two young men, a man and a woman. The man is 180 centimeters wide, with broad shoulders and narrow waist.

But Chen Chuan recognized her face, isn't this his classmate Yao Qian?

The two stood in front of the counter, ordered two drinks, and while waiting, talked in a low voice, then took the drinks and found a seat to sit down.

It should be a matter of angle. Seeing that Yao Qian didn't notice him, Chen Chuan didn't say hello.

Chen Chuan finished his coffee, got up and walked out of the coffee shop.

On Monday the next day, Chen Chuan went to class as usual.

Since the classroom seats in the university are not fixed, Chen Chuan and class monitor He Jinglan sat together.

First, Chen Chuan took a week off to visit Dunhuang, and he needed to say hello to the squad leader when he came back. Secondly, He Jinglan was also curious, so she asked what fun things to do in Dunhuang. As a woman from the south, she is also naturally yearning for the scenery of the northwest desert.

Under her questioning, Chen Chuan told her about the Gobi Desert, the Longmen Inn, the long yellow sand, the sunset over the long river and other magnificent scenes.

In Chen Chuan's narration, He Jinglan looked yearning, as if she had experienced the comfort of driving on the horizon.

He Jinglan asked curiously,

Finally, I asked about the section of self-driving to Xi'an.

Since the desks in the class were put together in two, He Jinglan was on the left of Chen Chuan, and Zhou Mu, a good friend from the same dormitory, was on the right.

Zhou Mu is also listening to Chen Chuan's experience of self-driving tour with a look of longing.

Speaking of "Xi'an", Zhou Mu couldn't help but ask: "Sauvignon Blanc, remembering Chang'an, please tell me about the historic sites and beautiful scenery in Xi'an."

He Jinglan also said: "I can't see my old friends in the west, but I dream of Chang'an when the east wind blows. Li Taibai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote about Chang'an City, and I have longed for it for a long time."

Chen Chuan was closely questioned by the two, and he was not good at lying, so he told the story from the beginning, inevitably mentioning Murong Nanzhi.

Zhou Mu didn't seem to think there was any problem, and commented: "It turns out that I met a beautiful woman. The Murong family came from Xianbei, and the Murong Fu in Jin Yong's works has changed. If I remember correctly, it should be that Xianbei originated from Xilamu On the banks of the Lun River, the Kingdom of Yan was established during the Western Jin Dynasty."

Compared to Zhou Mu's eloquence, He Jinglan also kept listening with a smile on her face, but didn't speak anymore.

"One night passed, and the next day, we went to the largest shopping mall in the area, and then went to see the Tang Daci'en Temple Ruins Park and the ancient city wall..." Chen Chuan continued.

Zhou Mu blinked and interrupted: "What happened overnight? Where did you go to have fun at night? We had dinner together at the sightseeing restaurant on the 51st floor, drank a bottle of red wine and then what?"

Chen Chuan also blinked, stared at Zhou Mu and said, "Why are you so curious. Then we watched the night scene together..."

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that He Jinglan on the left hadn't spoken. Although there was a smile in her eyes, her interest was not as high as when she was listening to Desert Dust just now.

Zhou Mu suddenly thought of something, covered his mouth, looked Chen Chuan up and down, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it? You, are you saying goodbye?"

Cui Jiaming, the roommate sitting in the front row, also turned around and asked curiously, "What are you three talking about, why is Chen Chuan saying goodbye?"

Chen Chuan couldn't tell a lie, so he nodded in response to the inquiries from the two roommates.

Zhou Mu and Cui Jiaming seemed to understand but half understood, surprised and jealous.

Zhou Mu took out his mobile phone, clicked on the live broadcast platform, and said to himself: "What's the name of the live broadcast ID, Mu Youran? I'll let you bid farewell to see what evildoer..."

"Let me see, let me see." Cui Jiaming stretched his neck and leaned over.

The two found the photo from the fish bar on the live broadcast platform, looked at it together, and looked at each other.

On the screen of the mobile phone, there is a white, tender, shy and cute beauty with double ponytails, just like the beauty in the painting, she is lively, sexy and cute, especially the figure of 36E, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

The two roommates gasped, and it took a long time before they each said, "Congratulations."

He Jinglan also glanced at the photo of the female anchor named "Mu Youran" on her phone, and also smiled and said, "Congratulations."

At this time, teacher Zhang Mengjun from the ancient literature class came in to teach, and several people stopped discussing and started class.

Teacher Zhang likes to chat. Before the official lecture, he chatted with the students first, and said that she went to Dunhuang to see the flying murals last week, and said: "It's actually quite a coincidence. A classmate."

"Who is it?"

"Student? True or false?"

"Wow, who is so lucky to travel with the beautiful teacher?"

The students chattered.

Zhang Mengjun said: "Student Chen Chuan, you have been playing there for a long time, and you came back a week later than the teacher."

Chen Chuan said: "Well, the beautiful scenery of the desert really makes people linger, and I can't help but stay for a few more days. But don't worry, teacher, I didn't miss the course. If you don't believe me, you will test me."

"I believe you, classmate Chen's accomplishments in ancient prose, in terms of calligraphy alone, the teacher is ashamed of himself. But for a small punishment, you took this week off and punished you to come to the blackboard to write a poem about Dunhuang Yangguan " said Zhang Mengjun.