I have a bond with the river of time

Yun Jiusheng accompanied Ye Chengxuan through the entire morning class.

After the class, Ye Chengxuan felt that not only his classmates looked at him a little strangely, but even the teacher who liked him so much before looked at him very wrong.

After the two had dinner together at noon, Yun Jiusheng did not separate from him, but took him to the barbershop.

"I just cut my hair two days ago..." Ye Chengxuan wanted to refuse, but was pressed by the girl on the seat of the barbershop.

"My boyfriend, you must not be too sloppy!"

Yun Jiusheng took out his mobile phone and showed the barber a photo: "Give him a haircut like this!" "

“OK！"

The barber gestured to a no-problem gesture, while Ye Chengxuan was particularly curious: "What kind of hairstyle are you going to get me?"

"Sir, this hairstyle needs to be permed, can you go wash your hair first?" The barber stood behind him, comparing the shape of his face.

"Hot head?"

As soon as he heard that he wanted to perm his hair, Ye Chengxuan instinctively resisted.

"Well, it will look good after cutting!" Yun Jiusheng grabbed his hand and said in a seductive tone.

All right!

Ye Chengxuan could only obediently obey the barber's orders.

And Yun Jiusheng sat next to him, chatting with him to relieve his boredom.

The rest of the people in the barbershop looked at Ye Chengxuan, and the jealousy on their faces was almost solid.

Why can this guy find such a sweet and lovely girlfriend?

Envy, envy, hate!

Everyone did not recognize Yun Jiusheng, who was plain, as the previous school flower.

Perhaps because Yun Jiusheng did not wear makeup, although she looked cute, she did not have the stunning feeling of beauty after makeup.

I just thought that this teenager's girlfriend was really cute, and I couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Ye Chengxuan's head was controlled by the barber in his hands and fiddled with it wantonly.

After about an hour, he appeared with curly hair on his head.

"This hairstyle is so ugly!"

Ye Chengxuan looked at the new hairstyle in the mirror and said with some disgust.

"It's like this just after perming, and it will look good when the hair grows in the back!"

After Yun Jiusheng finished paying, she directly hugged his arm and coaxed him out of the barbershop.

Prevent someone from re-cutting inches!

Ye Chengxuan could only follow her helplessly and leave.

......

There is an antique street in Jiangcheng with many teachers who distinguish genuine and fake jewelry.

At this time, one of Yun Jiusheng's roommates named Xing Xinhuan was holding a glowing warm crystal and sneakily found a long-established antique identification shop.

"Jiu Sheng is also true, such a precious thing let me help her identify!"

She muttered dissatisfiedly, but honestly found an antique shop.

"A thousand dollars to identify the real from the fake."

There was only one old gentleman in the shop, and the old gentleman was wearing a pair of glasses and stroking the porcelain in his hand.

Hearing someone come in, he responded without raising his head.

Xing Xinhuan looked at the calligraphy and paintings around him, as well as the jade in the counter, and his heart was inexplicably a little nervous.

The crystal given by Jiu Sheng's little boyfriend won't be fake, right?

What if this crystal has not yet identified Fei Gui?

But that thing looks so beautiful and heats up. She had never seen hot crystals or jade!

"Are you here to buy or sell something, or to identify the real from the fake?"

The old man raised his head, and his cloudy eyes were particularly sharp, making Xing Xinhuan dare not look at him.

"Well, I'm here to identify the real from the fake..." stammered Xinhuan.

"Put things here!"

The old man knocked on the table in front of him and looked back at the porcelain in his hand.

It was a ceramic object, and he was carefully sifting it with a magnifying glass.

"Put it here first, I'll help you see it later." The old gentleman said so.

Looking at the old man's serious appearance, Xingxinhuan became even more timid, and could only tremble and put the warm crystal that Yun Jiusheng gave her on the table.

However.

The moment the crystal appeared on the table, the old gentleman stood up abruptly.

One did not prepare, the ceramic bottle in his hand fell to the ground and turned into pieces.

This scene startled Xing Xinhuan, and she also stood up and took a few steps away from the old man:

"Grandpa, I haven't touched that porcelain, you can't let me pay for it, right?"

"This, this..." Who

knows, the old gentleman did not look at the porcelain worth tens of thousands on the ground, but held the crystal she placed on the table extremely carefully.

His eyes were full of horror, and this look was like a demon.

"Old sir?"

Xingxinhuan called the other party carefully, but the old gentleman ignored it, as if he only had the crystal in his eyes.

Seeing that the old man had been ignoring herself, she called the other party again.

"Huh?"

The old man reacted.

When he looked at Xing Xinhuan again, his eyes immediately changed.

Not only did he not ignore it just now, but he also had a hint of flattery.

"This little friend, this thing is real, you don't need to identify it!" He remembered what the other party had just asked, "I don't ask you about this thing, I am already very satisfied if I can touch the complete one." Saying

that, he respectfully held the demon core and returned it to Xing Xinhuan.

Xingxinhuan: (⊙_⊙) ?

"Old sir, I don't know how much this thing is worth?"

She asked tentatively.

Jiu Sheng's gift from her boyfriend won't be a priceless treasure, right?

"How much is it worth?" The old man touched his chin and thought for a while, "About ten thousand?

"Is it worth 10,000 yuan?"

Xing Xinhuan's tone was a little lost, just seeing the exaggerated expression of the old gentleman, she thought it was a valuable thing!

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

"Little friend, wait a minute!" The old man looked at her with a strange expression, "Are you talking about the cash units we use every day?"

"How else?"

"Ahem, poof!" The old man almost didn't choke his own saliva.

And Xing Xinhuan thought that he was going to touch the porcelain, and quickly held the crystal and took several steps back.

"How did you get this thing?"

The old man stood up and looked at her with a majestic expression: "You are an ordinary woman, you dare to run around with such a valuable thing!"

"What do you mean?" Xing Xinhuan hugged the demon core in dissatisfaction and took a few steps back.

Why did this old man suddenly go crazy, the same as the illness!

"Go back and give this thing to its owner, you can't keep it!"

The old man squatted down and took out a small black box: "This small box can cover this demon... Cough, the breath of crystals, put the crystals in, this little box is what I gave you for free. He

almost said something and said something about the magic core.

You know, the things about the powerful cannot be known to ordinary people.

"Sick!"

Xing Xinhuan took the small black box, loaded the magic core into it, and left the antique shop.

She wants to tell Yun Jiusheng all the absurd things that happened today!