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Ability to fake?
Shangguan Nengren was stunned, what kind of ability is this? It sounds interesting.
"Absorb." Even the cooking skills have been absorbed, so how can the ability to fake be missed.
"The absorption is successful. The host has the fifth ability of the decathlon - counterfeiting! The current level is F."
Is counterfeiting actually a big deal? Shangguan Neng was delighted and couldn't wait to check out the sub-items attached to counterfeiting. This sight made Shangguan Neng extremely happy.
There are five sub-categories of counterfeiting, namely calligraphy and painting, porcelain, wood carvings, jades, and bronzes, and the ability to counterfeit is literally what it means. The counterfeit products that are flooded in the antique market are made by those who forfeit them, and they are exactly the same.
Because of the circulation of counterfeit goods in the market, the antique market has been filled with scenes of tears and laughter.
Those who cry are those who fail to appraise treasures and are cheated, and those who laugh are those who forge and sell fakes.
Although people who make and sell counterfeits are hateful, since you have entered this industry, you have to develop a sharp eye, otherwise you will not play. Not everyone can succeed in the antiques industry.
The point where the ability to fake is better than the ability to appreciate is that people who know how to appreciate may not necessarily fake, but people who fake must know how to appreciate. At this time, Shangguan capable people can really feel that they have more basic appreciation in their minds.
and the ability to fake.
Originally I just wanted to absorb the ability to identify treasures, but I didn't expect to absorb a better one. Today's Shangguan capable person is like stepping on dog shit, and his luck is prosperous from head to toe.
After absorbing the ability of counterfeiting, Shangguan Nengren was happy but also a little surprised. Looking at this old man who was missing three fingers, he couldn't believe that an old man selling cold drinks had such talent. Although he was only F-level, he was all-powerful.
!The five children actually know a little bit about each other. Based on this ability alone, the old man was definitely not a mortal when he was young.
"Uncle, what is your hand?" Shangguan Nengren couldn't help his curiosity and tried to ask.
"Hand? Haha..." The old man raised his hand and looked at the bare parts of his thumb and index finger. A trace of loneliness and desolation flashed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Oh! It's all in my youth, no.
Just say it!"
"Oh?" Since it was the old man's sad matter, the capable Shangguan didn't dare to ask any more questions. He scratched his head and took out a steel pen: "Master, give me another bottle of water."
After absorbing the counterfeiting ability, Shangguan Nengren's mission in the antique market ended successfully beyond expectations. He felt refreshed and the depression in the beauty center also dissipated a lot.
After calming down, Shangguan Nengren began to think about why Xiang Beibei gave him that kick. He was not guilty from the beginning to the end. Xiang Beibei had always been fine before, so why did it suddenly end like that?
Shangguan Nengren racked his brains, but after all his brain was too small and his brain didn't work very well. After he got home, he couldn't think of anything.
"I have a headache. I can't think about it anymore." He rubbed his head and walked into his small bedroom carrying his schoolbag. He took out a few homework books from his schoolbag. When he saw the beautiful handwriting on them, he was stunned for a while.
, finally shook his head, lay down on the desk and started copying.
Xiang Beibei's handwriting is not only beautiful, but the book also seems to have a refreshing fragrance. Every time you turn a page, it is a treat for the nose of a capable person.
As he wrote, Shangguan Nengren gradually stopped writing, pondered for a moment, put his homework in the drawer, left a note for home, carried his schoolbag, and rode his bicycle out again.
What's wrong with the A-level sword-hiding skills? No matter what, they were classmates for two years. Although they gave me a kick and made Dandan sing for a long time, the kindness of the Strawberry Big Mac and homework was real. I was the only one.
Gentlemen, there is no need to be serious with a girl.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Shangguan Nengren, who was sweating profusely, put his bicycle in the parking space at the entrance of the beauty center, wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the beautiful and fashionable sign, took a deep breath, and walked in.
In the lobby on the first floor, although the time is a bit late, there are still many beauty-loving ladies on the seats receiving services from beauticians. Before being brought in by Xiang Beibei, Shangguan Ningren didn't feel anything, but now he is a little nervous.
There are too many women in this place, especially beauties. It’s normal to think about it. Beauty centers are originally places that make women more beautiful. Even ordinary women come in and become beauties when they go out. It can be seen that the beauty here
The quality of women is so high. Shangguan Nengren, a young man, facing so many beauties alone is like Tang Monk entering the Pansi Cave, feeling that he belongs to Amitabha.
Fortunately, Shangguan Ningren was not embarrassed for long. A woman in her twenties came down from upstairs. After seeing Shangguan Ningren, there was a hint of strangeness on her face, and then she walked over, the heels of her high heels tapping on the floor.
, making a crisp and pleasant sound.
Standing in front of Shangguan capable man, the woman smiled and said: "Aren't you the one who came with the lady at noon!"
"Ah?" Seeing this woman, Shangguan Nengren seemed to have some impression. He glanced at the woman's chest. There was a manager's name badge on her left chest. Knowing that she was an employee of Xiang Beibei, he nodded quickly and said, "Hello.
,Is Xiang Beibei still here?"
"Miss!" The woman smiled slightly and said, "Miss left around three o'clock. Is there anything you need me to convey?"
"Let's go..." Shangguan Nengren breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a little disappointed. He laughed dryly, took off the schoolbag he was carrying, opened the zipper, and took out a pink music box.
This music box he had just picked out after shopping around the mall for a long time. It was very beautiful and very suitable for girls. The price was 41.5 yuan. Shangguan Nengren went out with 50 yuan in the morning and spent 1 yuan to store the bicycle at the antique market.
He was fined 5 yuan for spitting, and spent 2 yuan on two bottles of mineral water. After buying this music box, Shangguan capable man was left with only a 50-cent steel pen, and he was not allowed to get on the bus.
"This..." Shangguan Nengren handed the music box to the woman with pain, and said with a hint of sincerity in his eyes: "Can you help me pass this to Xiang Beibei?"
The woman looked at this beautiful music box with a softer look in her eyes. She took it and smiled slightly: "I will pass it on to the lady."
"Well." Shangguan Nengren hesitated and said: "By the way, help me, I don't know why she was angry, but maybe I did something wrong. Although I don't know what it was, I still said to her
I'm sorry."
These words made the woman's eyes become softer, she smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I will convey it word for word."
"Thank you, sorry for bothering you." Shangguan Nengren thanked him repeatedly.
"You're welcome." The woman smiled, looking at the capable man with a softer look: "Is there anything else you need me to convey?"
Shangguan Nengren shook his head: "No, I'll leave it to you. You're busy, so I won't disturb you."
"Okay, let's go slowly." The woman smiled and sent Shangguan Nengren out the door. After watching him ride away, she returned to the hall and walked upstairs.
On the third floor, there was still the same single room. Xiang Beibei was leaning against the window, looking unsteadily in the direction that Shangguan Ningren left, his face no longer gloomy, and the smile of the past was restored.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Come in." Xiang Beibei turned around and walked to the sofa to sit down. The door was pushed open and the woman who received the music box walked in.
"Miss." The woman said softly with a hint of respect: "I sent your classmate away."
"Yeah." Xiang Beibei squinted his eyes, tilted his head back, and his black hair was scattered on the back of the sofa. Looking from top to bottom, he looked as pure and beautiful as a princess in a comic.
"What is he here for?" Xiang Beibei had been standing in front of the window before, looking at the pedestrians and vehicles on the street. When Shangguan Nengren came this way from a distance, Xiang Beibei immediately caught him.
, feeling resentful, she immediately ordered Zhang Xin, the woman who received Shangguan Nengren, to send Shangguan Nengren away.
But after Zhang Xin went downstairs, Xiang Beibei's mind began to change, and she realized that Shangguan Nengren's visit this time seemed not a bad thing. Unfortunately, when she wanted to understand, she saw Shangguan Nengren leaving on his bicycle from the window.
picture.
Realizing that Xiang Beibei's mood seemed much better, Zhang Xin felt relieved, took out the pink music box that had been hidden behind his back, and said with a smile: "Miss, he is here to give you a gift."
When Xiang Beibei saw the music box, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he said, "Why would he give me a gift?"
"I'm not sure about this, but he has something else he wants me to convey." Zhang Xin handed the music box to Xiang Beibei.
Xiang Beibei frowned slightly and said, "Don't beat around the bush, just tell the truth!"
"Yes." Zhang Xin smiled slightly and said, "'I don't know why she was angry, but maybe I did something wrong. Although I don't know what it was, I still said sorry to her.'"
After a pause, Zhang Xin said softly: "That's what he said."
Xiang Beibei stroked the small music box, with a smile on his lips, and opened it gently. The melody of "Happy Birthday" sounded. Xiang Beibei opened his eyes wide and took a deep breath.
"He actually knows that today is my birthday..." Thinking of Shangguan Nengren's dull face, he narrowed his eyes towards Beibei and chuckled: "In my age, this is the first time I have received such a cheap gift.
birthday gift."
"It's light on etiquette but heavy on affection." Zhang Xin said with a smile.
"Haha, it's better than before." Xiang Beibei smiled as brightly as ever.
Looking at Xiang Beibei's smile, Zhang Xin hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Miss, is there... anything special about him?"
"Special?" Xiang Beibei turned to look at Zhang Xin. Seeing that Zhang Xin was a little nervous, he couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "No, he has nothing special. He has an ordinary appearance, average height, average figure, and average personality.
His family background is ordinary and his talent is even more ordinary. Throw him into a crowd and he will be overwhelmed in an instant."
"Then..." Zhang Xin originally wanted to ask, then why did you bring such an ordinary boy here? But the look at Beibei before made her dare not speak again.
Xiang Beibei narrowed his eyes with satisfaction, turned his gaze to the music box with a smile, and murmured to himself: "How did he know that today is my birthday? It seems that I haven't told anyone."
At the intersection of the street, Shangguan Nengren was waiting for the red light, but he was thinking in his heart: "I don't know if Xiang Beibei can receive my apology gift? But the music boxes nowadays are really not very good. If I don't make some piano music or something,
What a happy birthday, alas! Xiang Beibei will definitely not like it! Unfortunately, I only have 50 cents left, so I can only eat it at home for breakfast tomorrow."
Some beauty... comes from misunderstanding.
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