sinovels Chapter 44 Hero Dream
Chapter 44 Hero Dream
Cheng Fan ran to the corridor of the hotel and suddenly lost his way.He is actually not in a hurry to leave now, but he just wants to find a place to put his clothes on first.Just then, the door of the room in front of me opened.Cheng Fan thought to himself, thank God, go in and get dressed first.Unexpectedly, when Cheng Fan was about to rush in, a pair of young men and women walked out from behind the door.That woman was very beautiful, slim, fresh and refined, which immediately aroused Cheng Fan's evil thoughts.What about the man, Cheng Fan took a closer look, I'll go!It turned out to be that little boy Wang Yanzheng from yesterday.He thought to himself, how dare this little boy cheat the feelings of a beautiful girl here, let's see how I expose him.But when I turned around and thought about it, I probably didn't make a good impression on that handsome guy with my current embarrassment, so that's all.
The little boy obviously recognized Cheng Fan, and was staring at his outfit in astonishment.
"Hi, hello." The little boy greeted first.
Cheng Fan didn't respond, and slipped into the room directly past the boy and the handsome guy.Cheng Fan originally thought that the handsome boy would be tactful and leave silently with that handsome guy.Who knows, they chatted at the door.
"You guys know each other?" said the handsome guy.
"Ah, yes, yes." The little boy replied hesitantly.
"Then do you want to introduce me?"
"Next time, Feng'er, you go home first."
"how about you?"
"Stop asking, be obedient, Jinfeng."
After Cheng Fan entered the room, before he had time to put on his clothes, the little boy came in alone.The little boy closed the door and stood by the door without saying a word, watching Cheng Fan's naked body carefully.Cheng Fan seemed unhurried, put on his underwear leisurely and said to the boy:
"I've seen enough, I really don't understand, what I have, you also have, what's so good about it."
"Beauty, different beauty."
"Don't be so esoteric. Let me ask you, why are you cheating on other people's little girls?"
"I know what you mean. The girl just now, her name is Chen Jinfeng. To tell you the truth, I'm actually twin."
"Double?"
"It's just that I'm sexually attracted to both men and women."
"Then you are really tired."
"But I am more inclined to believe in same-sex love. I fell in love with you at first sight. As for the girl Chen Jinfeng just now, we are only solving sexual problems with her."
"Don't think too much about me, I don't like the thing about juju. Also, don't let me know that you are deceiving girls' feelings, otherwise you will never be allowed to step into our store, and you will never be allowed to enter our store." You are now in contact with Su."
After finishing speaking, Cheng Fan patted Wang Yanzheng on the shoulder lightly, then opened the door and left the hotel.Along the way, he thought to himself, he was really unlucky today, he thought he could be reborn as a star, but in the end he was almost caught by unspoken rules, and then, he bumped into the boy again, and even told himself about his weird view of love.Now he has given up the idea of becoming an actor. He has been dealing with tea in teahouses for these years, and he has long understood the meaning of "leading to purity and harmony, and neutrality and cleanliness" in the tea ceremony.
When he was about to go back to the teahouse, he was attracted by the lively scene of an exhibition hall in front of him.He looked at the promotional poster at the door, and it turned out to be a folk auction for self-entertainment.Although he knew that the auctions here were basically fakes from the public, Cheng Fan still walked in by accident.In the middle of the auction stage, there are some rich and poopy people, obviously here to bid for the baby.Cheng Fan stood on the side of the auction stage, which is the transaction preparation area, a group of people are waiting for the auction and transaction with their treasures.There are a lot of security guards in this location, and there is also an armed policeman with a gun.That gun made Cheng Fan feel a little uneasy.It was the first time he saw a real gun up close, and he had never touched it, let alone eaten a bullet.Cheng Fan simply shifted his gaze to the host on stage.
"Hi everyone, I'm the host, Cong Xiao. What will be our first auction item today? Listen up! It's said that this auction item belongs to Lu Yu, the tea sage. Is it real or not? Now, let’s welcome Mr. Zhang, everyone applauds!" The host on the auction stage was full of enthusiasm.
On the side of the auction stage, right in front of Cheng Fan's eyes, an old man with white hair and the appearance of a farmer was holding a yellowed scroll of manuscripts tightly in his hand. With the support of the staff, he walked from the heavily guarded area to the stage. ladder, step by step to the stage.Everyone held their breath, and the venue was silent.
"This is Lu Yu, the tea sage, the manuscript of The Classic of Tea." The old man said a little excitedly.
There was a lot of noise in the audience, discussing the authenticity of the manuscript, Cheng Fan also felt incredible and full of expectations.
"It seems that people don't believe your words, Mr. Zhang, can you tell everyone about its origin?" the host asked.
"This manuscript was handed down by my ancestors. If you don't believe me, I can't help it." The old man said, becoming very excited, "I have no children under my knees, and if it wasn't because my wife was seriously ill, I wouldn't have taken it out." Sell it."
Seeing that the old man's emotions were a little out of control, the host hurriedly comforted him: "Mr. Zhang, it's okay, I trust you. As for the audience, don't be afraid. We have invited appraisal experts, and everyone now trusts experts."
As the host spoke, an expert-looking person walked from the backstage to the front desk.The scroll manuscript in the old man's hand was opened and displayed in front of everyone.It turns out that the manuscript was later framed on scroll paper.The scroll paper has a slight sense of age, yellow and old, and the manuscript of "The Classic of Tea" mounted on it is even more worn out, and there are even missing corners and loopholes.
Cheng Fan was in the audience, staring at the "Tea Classic" on the manuscript with wide eyes.After watching for a while, Cheng Fan suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, not knowing what was going on.Cheng Fan had no choice but to close his eyes, and opened them only when the dizziness got better. At this time, neither the sky nor the ground turned.It's just that the manuscript of "The Classic of Tea" on the stage has been rolled up.
"Now that the experts have completed the identification, the time to witness the miracle is coming. We invite experts to announce the identification results. Applause is welcome!" The enthusiasm of the host is as usual.
The expert picked up the microphone and stuttered frequently, as if he were an expert in research.The expert said: "The paper of this manuscript is yellow, dilapidated, and the handwriting is slightly scribbled. It really looks like the handwriting of the late Tang Dynasty, and the content of the "Tea Classic" is indeed written. Therefore, the result of my appraisal is, 80% are authentic."
After the expert finished speaking, there was warm applause at the scene.The moderator went on to say:
"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang, the audience believes in you. Your authenticity rate of 80% is currently the highest." The host said.
"Thank you, thank you for your trust." The old man bowed to the audience.
"Mr. Zhang, you don't need to bow to them now. They probably want the treasure in your hand." The host continued to ask, "Old man, how much do you want to sell it for?"
"My wife is hospitalized and needs 3 yuan in medical expenses." The old man replied sincerely.
"Okay, now I announce that the auction of the manuscript of the tea sage Lu Yu's "The Classic of Tea" has started, and the starting price," the host then shouted, "[-]!"
"I'll pay thirty-five thousand."
"I'll offer [-]!"
"I'll pay [-]."
"I'll offer fifty thousand!"
"One hundred thousand, I'll offer one hundred thousand!" A young man offered a high price at once.
"Okay, this young and handsome gentleman bid the highest price so far, [-] yuan." The host seized the opportunity to conduct an interview, "Excuse me, sir, what is your last and last name?"
"My surname is Fanggui, and my first name is not very big, Wang Yanjun."
"Haha, I didn't expect that Mr. Wang is not only handsome and talented, but also has such a bold and generous personality!" The host flattered first-rately, "Does anyone dare to challenge Mr. Wang's magnanimity? 10 yuan once, 10 yuan twice Once, 10 yuan three times, 10 yuan sold!"
"Thank you, thank you." The old man said very gratefully.
"I sincerely hope that our social system can provide care for the elderly. Mr. Zhang, your manuscript sold for 10 yuan, so you are satisfied."
"Satisfied, satisfied."
"Now, please take your baby back to the stage, our staff will handle the transaction procedures with you. Next, let's look at the next auction item, what will it be? Please wait and see."
As the host said, the old man walked to the side of the auction stage, ready to step down the stairs.At this moment, Cheng Fan found a spectator next to him approaching the armed police in front, then crossed the cordon, went straight to the stairs, and helped the old man.The armed policeman had a weird smile on his face, which made Cheng Fan feel very uneasy.The old man was helped into the crowd in the transaction preparation area, and those people each held their own treasures, all looking nervous.Cheng Fan felt that something was wrong, what exactly was wrong?When the old man came on stage just now, he was obviously supported by a staff member. Could this audience who took the initiative to help him have something wrong in his heart?But when Cheng Fan thought of this, it was already too late.
"Grab something, gangster, grab something!" It was the old man's voice.
Sure enough, the audience was a gangster, and the old man's manuscript of "The Classic of Tea" was robbed.But the host's voice was deafening through the stereo, and few people heard the old man's cry for help.After snatching the manuscript, the criminals headed towards Cheng Fan, and once again directly passed the armed police.Cheng Fan understood this time, the smug eyes of the gangster and the armed policeman met, they were in the same group!Now that the criminals have stepped out of the cordon, they will pass by Cheng Fan's side and escape.How to do how to do?The gangster has accomplices, and they have guns!Cheng Fan felt his mind go blank.Time passed by second by second, and he watched the gangster approaching step by step with his eyes fixed.Suddenly, Cheng Fan saw the scroll manuscript in the gangster's hand, and he seemed to have gained some kind of power miraculously.When the gangster passed by, he bravely stretched out his feet.The gangster threw himself to the ground without any surprise, his face in a panic.The criminals never expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear on the way.With quick eyes and quick hands, Cheng Fan snatched the scroll manuscript from the gangster's hand.
"Mr. Zhang, your things are here!"
Holding the manuscript in his hand, Cheng Fan called out to the old man.At the same time, an ominous premonition struck him, and he saw that the armed policeman with a gun was looking at him.The armed policeman's face showed evil hatred, his eyes were cold, and his nostrils breathed a bad breath. What made Cheng Fan's pores even more horrified was that the armed policeman raised his gun and pointed it at himself.
"Bang!" A gunshot overwhelmed the sound of the stereo, and the host finally closed his mouth. Everyone turned to look at the man who had been shot and fell to the ground. That man was Cheng Fan, holding the manuscript of "The Classic of Tea" in his hand. Cheng Fan.
Cheng Fan, who fell on the ground, knew that he had been shot, and he could even feel the location of the shot, which was in his chest.He thought he should still be alive.He felt the blood flow out of his body.
Cheng Fan's hearing also began to decline, but the noisy voices around him still entered his ears one after another:
"Has the gangster been shot?"
"It's a pity. She looks good, so why did she grab things?"
"Are you sure he is a gangster? Why don't I feel like it!"
"That's right, he was clearly standing next to me just now."
. .
"I am an armed policeman. I saw with my own eyes that he crossed the cordon and snatched away the auction items. Please stay away from the gangsters and keep silent. Security guards, please evacuate the onlookers."
"Mr. Zhang, are you sure that he stole your things?" Cheng Fan could tell that it was the host.
"I, I'll think about it, think about it." This was the old man's voice, and it was also the last sentence Cheng Fan heard before his hearing loss.
Finally, he felt that his blood had slowly flowed out, and the consciousness in his body became more and more empty. At the last moment, he felt that he was going to another world.
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