The stand-in is just for fun, the sponsor is serious

Chapter 39

She looked so obedient while sleeping, Cheng Xiyu smiled and lowered her head to kiss her.

There was a light kiss on the corner of the mouth, and the moment the skin touched, Jiang Shu's long eyelashes couldn't help trembling, she didn't open her eyes, and moved a little uncomfortable, as if blaming him for waking her up,
Cheng Xiyu intentionally pursued and kissed him twice more, seeing that he was about to get annoyed, he said in a weak voice, "My dear, I won't disturb you anymore."

Why is the little lover so delicate.

Wang in front also slowed down the car, and the car drove smoothly. After 20 minutes, the car arrived at the campus of Nantah University.
Wang Ye: "Sir—""

Cheng Xiyu glanced at the time, it was still early, and Jiang Shu next to him was fast asleep, so he gestured for the king not to speak.

Wang Ye: "..." Here we come.

Forget it, as long as you are happy.

There is still some time before he goes to work, the atmosphere is a bit good, he wants to wake up Jiang Shu later.

During the waiting time, many NTU students who came and went looked curiously at this ostentatious luxury car.

Cheng Xiyu thought about it, and asked Wang Ye to pull down the visor in a calm manner.

Jiang Shu is so obedient and beautiful at this time, how can anyone see her casually.

She was sleeping well, and Cheng Xiyu didn't want to disturb her, so she silently turned on her phone and looked at Wang Ye's itinerary for today, swiping down, there was a new unread message on WeChat——

[Bai Yiyi]: Are you free?

He checked the time, it was sent last night.

Cheng Xiyu's sliding fingers paused and froze there stiffly.

He had read the notes thousands of times, and the familiar avatar made his heart sink, and the confined space in the car made him a little out of breath.

Many people say that the first love is the most unforgettable, because it not only represents a young love, but also the profound youth of oneself.

He doesn't remember how he got acquainted with Bai Yiyi. He grew up in the compound of the military headquarters. Cheng's father and mother were strict and had no time to go out to play.
In fact, he is not that keen on playing, but when Xiao Cheng Xiyu saw that Gu Jia was always playing around with other children like a little fool when he was a child, he would also feel very envious.
That winter, there was a lot of snow in Nanshi, 7-year-old Gu Bao wrapped up like a group leader and took Cheng Xiyu, who was one year older than him, out to build a snowman.

Little Cheng Xiyu said "childish" on his mouth, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was still too young, happy or sad were all on his face,

Cheng's mother was very angry when she saw it. Cheng Xiyu still clearly remembered her mother's expression at that time, hating iron but not steel?disappointment?anger?
But he was only 8 years old at the time, which is the age when ordinary children love to play.

His mother didn't beat him or scold him, but made him kneel in the snow,

As a young boy, he knelt for a few minutes before his face turned pale from the cold. Little Gu Zhao was so frightened that he ran to Xiang Jiamu crying.

The 9-year-old Xiang Jiamu was learning how to make dumplings with his mother at home. Hearing what Gu Jia couldn't speak clearly, Xiang's mother came out worried and hugged him, who was about to faint from the cold, into her arms.

When he was 8 years old, he spent the winter solstice, the day of family reunion, in a cold hospital bed.

Little Cheng Xiyu's whole body was cold, her lips were tightly pressed, her eyes were wide open, she didn't cry, she was just a little, just a little... sad.

Angry with his mother, he contacted Cheng's father outside the ward to discuss business,

The little girl on the bed next to him looked at him curiously: "Brother, are you sick too? My mother said she needed an injection when she was sick, so I gave it. It hurts."

Seeing that he didn't speak, the little girl was not angry, and continued to say: "Brother, brother, you are so beautiful, don't be afraid, the sister who will give you an injection will definitely be gentle, just ask your mother to cover your eyes, and then breathe out." Breathe out and it won't hurt..."

Little Cheng Xiyu thought, then he will definitely be in pain...

The next day, the little girl was about to be discharged from the hospital. Many people came to pick her up, including her parents and a little boy.

Little Cheng Xiyu turned her back, her small face blankly stared at Luoxue outside the window in a daze, when suddenly a small hand appeared in front of her, holding a piece of paper that had been graffitied,
"Brother Leng Leng, this snowman I drew is for you..."

Xiao Cheng Xiyu pursed her lips vigilantly, but she didn't answer. The girl put the painting beside her pillow.

The young boy next to the girl said anxiously: "Bai Yiyi! Let's go, Mom and Dad are waiting for you, you run around every day, and you still get sick and go to the hospital after the festival, can you..."

The voice of talking faded away, and the girl and her party left.

Xiao Cheng Xiyu looked down at the painting for a while, carefully folded it and put it in his pocket.

That afternoon, the housekeeper came to pick him up. Dad didn't come home, and mother went back to grandpa's house.

Everyone forgot that there was a little one in the hospital.

Everyone also forgot that the day of the winter solstice was his birthday.

After being discharged from the hospital, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother felt a little guilty, bought him an expensive birthday present, wished him a happy birthday, and asked him if there was anything else he wanted?
Xiao Cheng Xiyu just shook her head silently and said, "No."

He is proud and stubborn in his bones, and he will not take things that were not intended to be given to him at the time.

That winter solstice, the snowman he hadn't built melted, and Bai Yiyi gave him a better one.

It was his birthday present.

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The interior of the car was dim, and the messages on the screen were even more dazzling.
Cheng Xiyu's eyes were heavy, he didn't move, and let the screen go dark silently.

When they met in high school, Bai Yiyi had long forgotten the episodes when she was a child, and fell in love with him at first sight. She chased him, and he agreed, and the two fell in love logically.
Someone accompanied him on his birthday, and someone cared about everything about him. This was a warmth that was never there before.

He doesn't care that no one holds a parent-teacher meeting, he doesn't care about his father's indifference, his mother's strictness, he doesn't care about the people or things he once owned and finally lost,

In those two years, he was under pressure and refused to break up, but after receiving Bai Yiyi's "breakup" text message, Bai Yiyi also became the person he owned and lost in the end.

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Jiang Shu moved beside her, her eyelashes trembling, and then woke up. Before she could fully open her eyes, she started to touch the phone. When she touched the phone and checked the time, she let out a small breath, and then felt a little confused that this It was Cheng Xiyu's cell phone, and she subconsciously searched for her cell phone.

Her sleeping face was flushed, and the corners of her eyes were still glistening with water. She made a series of movements in a daze. Cheng Xiyu, who was by the side, was still feeling depressed, letting out the air-conditioning. Seeing her cute 3, she felt a lot better. Smiling: "What are you looking for, the phone can't tell the difference?"

Hearing the sound, Jiang Shu looked back at him in a daze, saw the mobile phone in his hand, then looked at her own, and put it in her pocket as if sure.

The colors of their phones are similar, and it's normal for her to be a little confused for a while, but Cheng Xiyu just feels uncomfortable.

Doesn't she like him very much, why can't she even tell his things apart.

"What? You can't even recognize my mobile phone?" Cheng Xiyu looked at her with a half-smile, and said in a cold voice with a little danger in his eyes: "Jiang Shu, you don't even know my birthday, do you?"

Jiang Shu blinked and was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect him to ask such a question.

"You really don't know?" The gloom in his eyes had nowhere to rest, and the inside of the car turned cold.

Jiang Shu: "...No. Why are you so fierce..."

"…………"

Cheng Xiyu was a bit fierce, he himself knew that he was not in the right mood now, and the atmosphere would only get worse if he continued to ask, he closed his eyes and adjusted, and said coldly: "Go down."

Jiang Shu was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and got out of the car without saying a word. As soon as she stood still, the black car drove out. She lowered her eyes and did not move, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Through the rearview mirror, Cheng Xiyu saw her standing there for a while, then turned and walked towards the campus, his eyes became more gloomy.

Ren Ping's prestige in Nantah University is very high, and he is also a well-known appraiser in the whole Nanshi City. He has high requirements for apprentices, so far only Bai Shuxi and Jiang Shu are the two.

Jiang Shu has been studying with Ren Ping for four years in her undergraduate course. Ren Ping values ​​her very much and will take her to experience some important occasions.

When we met, Ren Ping looked at his outstanding student and said with relief: "Here you come? Don't be nervous for a while. This league is held in our campus. It's a matter at our doorstep. You are a judge, not a contestant. Treat it normally."

Jiang Shu smiled respectfully: "Thank you teacher, I understand."

"Okay, you have this ability, the teacher won't say much, just go and prepare first, don't stay here with me."

Jiang Shu listened to her teacher very much, and followed her younger brother to the backstage of the arena.

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At the same time, in a lounge in the South University waiting area,
"University B is also my alma mater. Although I am not a major in jewelry appraisal, I still want to contribute to my alma mater." Sitting on a black seat, Mo Qian said with his feet up.
The two contestants from University B stood aside with blank faces, but the judges from University B, that is, their seniors, smiled and asked in agreement: "Brother Mo, this is..."

Mo Qian clapped his hands, and the two people around him carefully lifted out a tightly wrapped square object. Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, they slowly uncovered a layer of flannelette covering it, and they took a deep breath.

This is a famous painting from the Middle Ages. It was rumored that it was originally in a museum in Nancheng. It was later bought by a private seller. At that time, it was sold for a high price.

Mo Qian touched the frame and said: "This is a painting given by my friend. It was stolen by someone two years ago, and it was only recently found. Several people have not been able to distinguish the real from the fake. You take this to the competition, maybe It’s impossible to win.”

"This...isn't that good..." Several people were a little moved, but they didn't dare to agree immediately considering the consequences.

The person who painted this painting at the time was highly skilled and used special pigments. Even with the help of sophisticated instruments, it would take time to identify it. How can we know whether it is true or false just by looking at it with the naked eye on the stage?
What if the contestants from other schools on the stage can't tell the truth from the fake and let them tell the answer?

We can't say, we don't know, either.
"...Brother Mo, you don't know, what if you can't identify it?"

Mo Qian smiled sinisterly, with a bit of sternness in his eyes: "Then appoint a judge to appraise and appraise. Don't worry, they are all professional. If the judges can't appraise, are they still worthy of being judges? Don't you think so?"

As he said that, he patted the shoulders of the contestants in B major respectively, with a hint of warning.

The Mo family is also in politics, not to mention them, even their school has to weigh whether it is necessary to offend.

Moreover, what Mo Qian said is not wrong. If the appraisal cannot be made by then, it is indeed possible to appoint judges to appraise. However, this situation has not happened in the past years. , Second, no school will present a selection that they don't even know is true or false.

Most of the judges this year have no backers, but they just don't know who Mo Qian is targeting.

"Then... which judge should we ask for the appraisal?"

——"Jiang, Shu."

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The rules of this year's Jewelry Appraisal League for each school are very simple. The top 1000 professional students from each school will be invited to watch the competition. Each school will be recommended by a professional and famous instructor to be an outstanding graduate student as a judge. There are ten judges in ten universities.
Each school has two contestants holding two selections,

As soon as the products are selected, the contestants from the other 9 universities will get the priority by pressing the lights. If the identification is wrong, they will be eliminated immediately. If the identification is correct, the judges will score and can take out the selection of their own school for other players to identify. The team with the highest score wins. .

Mo Qian sat in a well-discovered corner on one side of the auditorium, watching a group of people with judge cards hanging in front of them come to the judge's seat,
He wants to see how this counterfeit will end up today.

On the day of the welcome banquet, Yiyi cried a lot, saying that someone around Cheng Xiyu was taking care of her,
Shit has someone around him, so he's obviously a stand-in!Who in this circle doesn't know,

A stand-in turned against the heavens, and bullied the real master,

Ordinarily, he likes Bai Yiyi, so it shouldn't be his business. Cheng Xiyu is just right with that stand-in, maybe Yiyi will accept her,

But doesn't liking someone just make her happy?He, Mo Qian, is a little mixed, but this liking is not mixed, as long as Yiyi is happy, he is happy.

In fact, he has never met Jiang Shu, and the left and right are just a flirtatious person who can stir up trouble.Can a stand-in be as beautiful as the master?He doesn't believe it.

Mo Qian squinted his eyes and scanned the faces of several female judges. His heart skipped a beat when his eyes touched the fourth person on the left.
The lights in the arena are a little dark, but the lights on the stage are dazzling, and the judges are in the first row below the stage.

The person next to him was talking to Jiang Shu, she tilted her head and listened, the shadow hit half of her delicate face, a sense of coldness emerged spontaneously,

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Mo Qian found that she seemed to be really good-looking, that is, very intuitive, a kind of good-looking that catches people's attention...

Peach blossom eyes, little red mole, Gu Pan is merciful, but she has a unique temperament, cold and unapproachable.

A sentence popped out of his mind: "Fox spirit."

He is also a white fox on a snow mountain.

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