The Villain in the Book: I Became the Secretary of the Protagonist's Beautiful Mother

When Lu Song was writing the pair, a group of people gathered around the dazzling congratulations, playing the game of guessing antiques and identifying them.

This is Ye Feng's favorite scene.

Finally got a chance to shine.

Ye Feng's hand returned to normal, he stopped writing, and was playing with a piece of bronze.

This scene was watched by Liu Bingzhen, who was sure that his hand was fine and he could write.

But now that he writes, he must be suppressed by the gardener's face and style, and he will not be able to show the limelight.

On Liu Bing's really warm face, she put away her smile and frowned slightly.

Ye Feng quickly received applause.

He concluded that the bronze ware was a treasure of the Shang Dynasty and was of great value.

He and an antique-loving second-generation he identified were slapped in the face.

The group of second-generations who helped the guy mock him were all slapped in the face by him.

Ye Feng finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled.

Identifying antiques depends on eyesight and nuanced grasp. Every texture and every nuance must be clearly grasped.

Soon, Ye Feng successfully identified several pieces of jade.

For a time, applause erupted.

The beauties are raving about it.

"Young Master Ye, you are really well-informed and knowledgeable about antiques. You actually know the exact age of each piece and the allusions behind it. 99 Qiu Lingsu's voice is clear and sweet, like a lark.

Liu Mengyao said loudly: "I dare to say that when it comes to the appraisal of antiques, everyone present is garbage, and Ye Feng is a god!

Vomit Europe. .

The second generation will all vomit.

Blow, no edge.

Ye Feng was indescribably comfortable.

cool, cool.

That's called a cup.

In the eyes of her fiancee, she has all the force, and she admires herself so much.

Xie Xinlan pompously rounded her eyes and spit out lotus flowers: "Young Master Ye can tell after a few glances, he can be called a master of antiques. The most amazing thing is that he is only in his twenties. Beidou is none other than him.

Her voice was always sweet.

The second generation listened, and their eyes went straight.

To be complimented by her, that taste makes my heart swell.

Sure enough, Ye Feng's legs were floating.

The fairy, the charming and soul-sucking fairy, actually appreciates me so much.

I suffered a little setback today, but I won it all back.

Ye Feng looked at Yang Muxue who looked a little serious, what about you, you have seen my true ability, and your previous bad impression of me has changed, right?

Soon, he heard Yang Muxue's praise: "Young Master Ye is unparalleled in talent, unique on the scene, and stands out from the crowd."

DA!

Ye Feng exclaimed in surprise, haha.

Even the indifferent Yang Muxue issued such a compliment.

Bad luck and bad luck, all swept away!

Immediately, Ye Feng looked up at the painting in the hall at a forty-five degree angle. After holding his hands, he took a shot of everyone's demeanor. The lost style seemed to have recovered by 50-60%.

Seeing Hongmei getting closer, he hurriedly avoided it, so that he could no longer be plotted against.

But Ye Feng never expected that the position he avoided was "just" standing with Song Qing.

Something like powder and water was silently sprinkled from Song Qing's hands onto his hair, seeping into his scalp.

Ye Feng felt that his scalp was a little itchy, and he scratched it, but he didn't care.

Who doesn't have an itchy scalp?

He was in high spirits, and he would fight a few more battles, trying to win a big victory.

When he saw Song Qing in the blink of an eye, he lowered his voice and said, "The gardener, help me find out what's going on, how dare you hurt me."

Song Qing nodded, her eyes warm: "Don't worry.

Ye Feng felt relieved, and walked to a pair of white jade tigers surrounded by several old men.

This is a treasure sent by the Xie family.

Several old men guessed and guessed, but they couldn't guess.

The old man of the Xie family was very proud, and he stroked his beard and said to Ye Feng, who came over: "Young Master Ye, let's see what age the white jade tiger is from and which craftsman it came from. 39

Different from the imitations, the Xie family made a lot of money, so it must be a real antique treasure.

Ye Feng looked left and right, and an inexplicable mist-like thing floated in front of him.

What the hell?

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the water mist gradually thickened, like water bubbles, floating one by one.

"Where did the bubbles come from? 35

Ye Feng frowned?

Xie Xinlan looked around, what bubbles could there be?

Is this guy neurotic?

Xie Lao looked around and laughed: "Young master is joking, old man, my eyesight is not good, and I can't see water bubbles.

Several second-generations came over to watch the fun.

"That Ye Feng, you can't see the white jade tiger, so you're just talking nonsense, right?

"The devil saw the water bubbles!"

Ye Feng rubbed his eyes vigorously, and a layer of fog seemed to cover his eyes.

He touched the white jade tiger, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the lines.

Color and pulp are indistinguishable.

Ye Feng was stunned.

Eye!

Yes, it must have been scammed!

who did it?

Ye Feng's eyes suddenly turned red, and he glared at Hongmei fiercely.

!

She has no good intentions, and sneered at this side with a sneering face!

"Can't see?" Xie Lao looked disappointed: "Young man, you have to learn more.

Xie Xinlan was not in the mood to praise Ye Feng at first, so she and Yang Muxue slipped to the other side to watch Lu Song write after finishing her play.

"Ye Feng, it doesn't matter if you miss occasionally, you're still great, at best you're not a god, you're still a master." After Liu Mengyao lost her words, she took Qiu Lingsu and ran to Lu Song Look behind the couplet.

"The sky is near the top of the mountain, and the sky is farther away. The moon floats on the water surface and the moon sinks when it reaches the bottom of the water!"

"Five hundred Arhats cross the river, and thousands of Buddhas are in their hearts on the shore. A beautiful woman faces the moon, and there are two chanjuan in the world!

Liu Mengyao read out eight couplets in one breath, and the scene was amazed.

Xie Xinlan's eyes shone brightly, and suddenly said to Lu Song, "Gardener, can you identify the antique?

"Let's see, maybe." Lu Song wrote in a hearty manner and said casually.

"My family sent a pair of white tiger tigers, but my grandfather doesn't know the origin. I'll show it to you." Xie Xinlan ran to get the white jade tiger.

Old Xie followed curiously with his hands behind his back.

Ye Feng watched Xie Xinlan run towards the gardener, frowned, clenched his fists, and followed.

He didn't dare to make fun of him!

Watching carefully.

Xie Xinlan came to Lu Song and said, "Put down your pen and take a good look. 39

Lu Song glanced at it, and the golden pupil god-level appraisal was opened!

Just take a look, withdraw your eyes, and continue to write the words in your hand.

"This is the second year of the First Emperor, the white jade tiger carved by the martyrs, and the hair is carved out, it is a peerless treasure.

clap clap clap!

Applause.

Xie Lao was the first to applaud.

"Grandpa, not bad at all?" Xie Xinlan said.

"I guess it was during the reign of Qin Shihuang, and I have never been able to determine the age and craftsmanship. Xie Lao said with emotion: "This little brother's insight and vision are really rare.

・・・For flowers・・・

Hearing that Mr. Xie was sure, the people who were watching gave their applause in unison.

Yang Muxue, Liu Mengyao and Qiu Lingsu gave heartfelt applause.

Even Liu Bingzhen was amazed: "The talent of the little brother makes me feel that there is someone else.

The gardener just took a look!

Directly finalized.

What kind of eyesight is this?

Liu Mengyao wanted to say that you are a god.

But she restrained.

The cheongsam waiters gave prolonged applause.

A gardener in the villa, just like them, he was just as humble as they were, and he was so abruptly suppressing Young Master Ye, who was jumping and attracting everyone's attention, without making a sound.

This doubles the comfort of the attendants on site.

At this moment, Ye Feng tried his best to regain his calm appearance, and his expression changed.

There was melancholy in his eyes, and there were a few traces of depression and gloom, and he gave the gardener a sharp look.

If it wasn't for the circumstances, he really wanted to punch Lu Song in the head.

"It's not that I'm not strong enough, today's opponent is too cunning, too insidious, too despicable!"

Ye Feng analyzed in his heart that the gardener must have arranged it behind the scenes.

....0...

The plotter, or the red rose.

Either it lurks deeper and he can't see it at all, but it's almost impossible.

How could he not see it?

He felt that Hongmei was more likely.

Lu Song glanced at Ye Feng, you forced the protagonist to pretend, the plot is not bad, you are not satisfied, are you? After pretending to be so miserable, do you want to beat someone?

Finished writing.

Antique identification, Lu Song was not interested in playing, excused to go to the toilet, slipped to the backyard, found the house, opened the door and went in to change his clothes.

Come out again and get back to the way it was.

What Lu Song didn't expect was that Hongmei had placed a camera in a dark corner of the house.

He goes into the hall.

Meihong came over to get the camera, stored the video on her phone, and went to find Qin Miaotong.

"Lu Song doesn't want people to know about this matter, so I won't break the news. But some people are curious, and they should know the truth."

The joy in Qin Miaotong's heart has overflowed.

It turns out that Lu Song is a talent!

She admires truly powerful people.

Originally, I had great expectations for Lu Song.

I just didn't expect that Lu Song's talent is far beyond imagination.

Today, Ye Feng can't get off the stage continuously, it's interesting!

Qin Miaotong held back a smile and explained to Hongmei's ear.

in the hall.

Everyone is still guessing who the magical gardener is.

The four beauties, with their eyes full of curiosity, talked a lot there.

At this time, Hongmei found them and took them into a secret room at the back of the hall.

The door is closed.

"So mysterious, Sister Hongmei, what's the matter?" Liu Mengyao looked like a curious baby.

Hongmei smiled slightly, took out her mobile phone and said, "Remember, only those who are present know it, don't let it leak. Don't you want to know who the gardener is?"

"Ah? Who is he?" Liu Mengyao suddenly became interested.

Hongmei said: "You have all seen it.

"Prince of the piano, master of calligraphy? I've seen it too?" Xie Xinlan's mind, the figure of playing the piano emerged.

Yang Muxue and Qiu Lingsu gathered around Hongmei and stared at the phone.

A video, played on the red rose mobile phone.

The four beauties stared at the screen, covering their mouths one by one, their amazed eyes widening! Xi․