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Chapter 461 Is there something wrong with this painting?

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    As soon as Zhang Fujia said these words, the scene was completely silent.

    Zhang Fujia was so ashamed and angry that she gritted her teeth and said, "I want to leave the first time in my life to my future wife. Is there any problem?"

    A few people just woke up from a dream, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

    Seeing Zhang Fujia¡¯s face getting more and more ugly, he stopped smiling and said seriously: ¡°No problem, no problem.¡±

    They didn¡¯t really want to laugh at him, they just thought it was funny that a person who was usually so serious could be as innocent and solemn emotionally as a blank slate.

    After several people laughed, they turned their attention to Ye Wanxi, wanting to hear what she had to say.

    She didn¡¯t want to, so she just asked: ¡°Not even in a dream?¡±

    Zhang Fujia¡¯s expression froze slightly and he remained silent.

    Seeing his appearance, how could anyone not understand anything?

    This is a relatively embarrassing question, but Zhang Xiaoxiao is a character who wants to ask questions to the end. He couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Brother, is it true?"

    Zhang Fujia would like to dig a hole on the spot and bury herself. Adolescent boys are more restless, and it is normal to have erotic dreams.

    Although Zhang Fujia has long passed puberty, he has never been close to women since he was born. To exaggerate, he is even worse than Liu Xiahui.

    It¡¯s not surprising that I¡¯ve had more dreams about this recently. I just think it¡¯s because I¡¯ve been too worried and tired recently, and my parents occasionally urge me to get married, so I¡¯m thinking about it day by day and dreaming about it at night.

    did not expect¡­¡­

    Ye Wanxi glanced at him and suggested, "Go upstairs first."

    Ye Wanxi said she wanted to go upstairs, and naturally everyone had no objection.

    Zhang Fujia really thought that this embarrassing topic was over, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

    Unexpectedly, the next second I heard Ye Wanxi say: "Tell me about your dream in detail?"

    Zhang Fujia: "???" Let him die!

    There¡¯s really nothing to say about Zhang Fujia¡¯s dream, and he really can¡¯t say it himself.

    I kept talking vaguely and over and over again for a long time, but there was only one thing worth noting.

    He had been dreaming about eroticism for several days, and in the end he didn't even remember what the other person's face looked like.

    It made several girls present feel some sympathy for the heroine in the dream. If this happened in reality, that person would be an irresponsible scumbag who ran away after eating!

    Zhang Fujia: "" I'm afraid you are not seriously ill. Is this the point?  Is that the point?  !

    In view of Zhang Fujia¡¯s own ¡°confession¡±, the first place they went to was naturally Zhang Fujia¡¯s bedroom.

    As a single mother, Zhang Fujia¡¯s bedroom conforms to the characteristics of all single men¡¯s bedrooms, simple, spacious and tidy.

    Although the latter one should be attributed more to the hard-working aunt at home.

    Ye Wanxi walked around the bedroom and keenly caught a few traces of the yin energy that had not dissipated, indicating that there was indeed something in his room that should not be there not long ago.

    But that¡¯s all, she didn¡¯t see anything special that needed attention here.

    ¡°There¡¯s nothing wrong here, go look elsewhere.¡±

    The Zhang brothers and sisters breathed a sigh of relief, but when they thought that the noteworthy thing was not in Zhang Fujia's room, but somewhere else.

    During the recent period, it was very likely that it was floating around the house without them knowing, and both of their faces turned green.

    Zhang Xiaoxiao cautiously led Ye Wanxi from one end of the corridor on the second floor to the other, but still found nothing, so he had to move to the third floor.

    Finally, we stopped in front of a strange-looking door.

    "here it is¡­¡­"

    "This is my dad's collection room." Zhang Xiaoxiao thought Ye Wanxi was interested because this door was different from the doors in other rooms.

    Then he took the initiative to explain: "My dad is an antique collector. He usually likes to collect some old antiques such as ancient paintings and antiques. You also know that antiques are hard to come by. My dad simply regards these things as his lifeblood.  , for fear that something might go wrong with them. No, he also specially found someone to customize a high-tech combination lock to prevent others from casually entering, damaging or stealing his treasures."

    Wen Caiyi knows this better than others. Her grandfather is a famous Chinese painting master in China, and Zhang Xiaoxiao's father is a serious lover of ancient paintings.

    Several paintings that Wen Caiyi¡¯s grandfather had previously auctioned are all in Zhang¡¯s father¡¯s collection room.

    And it is precisely because of this relationship that the two met early.

    Ye Wanxi stared at the door.After a while, he asked: "Can we go in here and have a look?"

    Zhang Xiaoxiao glanced at his brother, nodded and said, "Okay, my brother can open the door to this house."

    Having said this, Zhang Xiaoxiao still inevitably showed a trace of fear and worry in his eyes.

    Seeming to see what she was worried about, Ye Wanxi took the initiative and promised: "Don't worry, we will only go in for a look. We will never touch your father's treasures unless necessary."

    As for what is considered necessary, several people know it well.

    Even so, Zhang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sheepishly at Ye Wanxi.

    The door was quickly opened, and the things inside were really eye-opening for Ye Wanxi and others. There were all kinds of protective equipment, temperature-controlled dehumidification equipment, and some things were placed directly in the vacuum glass cover. At first glance, they looked strange.  I thought I had entered some kind of cultural relics museum.

    It was also the first time that Du Yihuan and Du Yihuan entered the collection room of Zhang Xiaoxiao's house. They couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaoxiao, your dad is so professional!"

    Zhang Xiaoxiao giggled twice: "My dad always said that antiques are old and made of old materials, but they are the most precious things. Especially those ancient paintings and sculptures, if the air is slightly humid and the temperature is slightly higher, they will easily get infected by insects and rot.  . It¡¯s very particular. Anyway, if it were me, I definitely wouldn¡¯t have the patience to maintain these things.¡±

    While the few people were talking, Ye Wanxi had already walked around the house with the little rabbit in her arms. While looking for abnormalities, she also tried to guess the year of these antiques to confirm whether Father Zhang had been tricked into buying fakes.

    This leisurely feeling disappeared instantly when I walked to a rectangular brocade box.

    "What's in here?"

    The attention of several people was immediately attracted. Zhang Fujia stepped forward and took a look: "Painting, what's inside is a painting, a landscape painting."

    "Is it convenient to take it out and take a look?"

    Zhang Fujia was silent for a moment, and finally chose to compromise.

    "Can."

    Zhang Fujia put on soft white gloves and carefully took out the ancient painting and unfolded it.

    As he said, the box contained a very beautiful landscape painting, with majestic mountains, rugged cliffs, dense vegetation, and gurgling water, all vividly displayed on the paper.

    Simply and freehand, the brushwork is outstanding, and you can know that you are definitely the hands of famous masters.

    Ye Wanxi stared at these words with a serious expression, and even looked closely at the edge of the paper.

    When Zhang Xiaoxiao saw this, he asked with trembling fear: "Miss Ye, is there something wrong with this painting?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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