Chapter 314

The genius of antique identification, no longer need Wang Qianqian to explain, song Ye guessed, "Meng Ziheng."

"Well, that's right." Wang Qianqian nodded, sighed a sigh and continued: "there are so many large families that everyone wants to strive for the top. Even the master family has to constantly bear the pressure of the same clan competition. Mencius Heng is the successor of this generation of Mencius. It is said that Mencius Heng became a poem at the age of three, written at the age of five, and made his mark at an antique appraisal meeting at the age of seven. He was known as a natural genius for antiques. The master of the Mencius devoted all his efforts to cultivate it, and Mencius became more and more successful. It's just that recently, Mencius did something that angered him. "

"Well? What is it? " This time, Xiang Qing is the first to ask questions. She is fascinated by the story and can't wait to hear the following.

Wang Qianqian oddly squeezed her eyes and said with a bad smile, "because he refused the marriage appointed by the master Meng and refused to marry."

"Ah?" Xiang Qing was stunned and didn't react. After thinking about it, he thought it was wrong, "isn't Meng Ziheng like us, only 16 years old? Isn't it old enough to get married? "

"Haha, it's more than marriage. Mencius wants Mencius to have children as soon as possible." Wang Qianqian smile quite treacherous, a word success let Xiang Qing is a burst of exclamation blush, direct call impossible.

Meng's father thinks it's just as ridiculous for me to marry an old man's family. Mencius Heng is known as a genius, and Mencius would like him to give birth to a few more geniuses. " Wang Qianqian said here, spread out her hands and shrugged her shoulders, "but it's a pity that Meng Ziheng doesn't want it. He also tells the whole antique circle that he doesn't like women. He's so angry that he almost has a heart attack."

"Ah? Does he really say that? " Xiang Qing covered his mouth, and was always surprised by the twists and turns of the story, and even he screamed, "this Mencius Heng is too ridiculous. Even if he refuses to marry, he can't say that he doesn't like women. How misunderstood it sounds."

Indeed, in this era, a 16-year-old boy, not to mention falling in love, would blush for a long time even holding a small hand. The old tradition of the Meng family was to make people hard. What is more difficult to accept than puppy love is homosexuality love. It can be imagined how much impact Meng Ziheng will have on the reputation of the Meng family.

"And then?" The story heard here, song Ye just asked such a sentence, she felt that this matter will not end like this.

"And then..." Wang Qianqian turned her head, smiling and lengthening her tone. She bought a pass to launch the most powerful content, "and then there's more nonsense. Meng Ziheng is the only hope of the Mencius family, and is also the most remarkable genius in the antique industry. His every move is related to the rise and fall of the future antique industry. The Meng family refused to give up. They were afraid that Mencius Heng would really like a man. They sent a young man to Meng Ziheng's room the next day. It was said that Mencius Heng was so angry that he smashed all the four treasures of his study that night. "

These gossip is the most can arouse the curiosity of girls. Wang Qianqian was drunk in Wang Yutang, but she could not help listening to dancing.

Xiang Qingzao had heard his mouth open and didn't know how to express himself. He only felt that everything he heard was similar to the novels of ancient big houses.

But song Ye understood the deep meaning of Wang Qianqian's worry.

At eight o'clock in the evening, song ye returned to the dormitory, opened the door, and saw a slender figure standing still at the table. He was wearing a gray robe, and the four treasures of the study were spread on the desk. The writing tip of the writing brush was on the tip of his finger. He was drawing with great concentration.

If he hadn't confirmed that he was in the 21st century, song ye would have thought that he had seen an ancient man, a scholar full of scholarly atmosphere.

Meng Ziheng grew up in a scholarly family when he was young. His eyes and ears were dyed, and his luxurious atmosphere was natural. This robe on him was more suitable for him than his school uniform. Between his drooping eyebrows and eyes, his expression was calm and peaceful, just like a faint Narcissus blooming in the water.

Song Ye didn't disturb him. He sat in the living room playing with his mobile phone and sent a message to Yunhua to investigate the news of the Meng family.

After a while, only a slight sound was heard, and the sound of footsteps came. Before Song Ye got up, he looked up to meet the vision of Mencius Heng.

"What are you doing here?" He frowned slightly, looking at Song ye still wearing today's school uniform, looked a little unhappy and said: "please pay attention to personal hygiene in the room."

Well Well, he is also a master of cleanliness.

"Well." Song Ye does not agree, from the sofa to stand up, this is ready to go into the bedroom to take a change of clothes to take a bath.

When passing by Mencius Heng, the other party's eyes fell on her mobile phone, and her eyebrows wrinkled again, "you..."

"Well?" Songye stopped and looked over.

At a close distance, song Ye's delicate face was even whiter and more beautiful than before. Mencius Heng only looked at it once, and then he gave up his face and said, "nothing." Then he turned and opened the door.

In the past, song ye only thought that Meng Ziheng, a rich young master, was seriously persecuted. After listening to Wang Qianqian's words tonight, he understood the reason why he was cold to himself.However, the well water did not offend the river, and she did not need to explain anything. She strolled into the bedroom and enjoyed the superb paintings on the other side's desktop. Then she took something to take a bath.

Late at night, in the Maoshan base, Qin Zhan in the office received a call from Wang Zhengnan.

"Well, old team member, I knew I should keep you for two more days."

Listening to his complaint, Qin Zhan responded immediately, "what's wrong with him?" This he, of course, refers to song Ye.

In the afternoon, when he did something bad, he went back to the base with a guilty conscience. He was afraid that he would be caught by a smart kid. However, he didn't wait for a call from the kid for most of the day. Instead, he waited for Wang Zhengnan's complaint call.

"Your baby brother kicked a student in the dining hall this afternoon, and broke three ribs with one kick. The parents of other families took their lives and the chain links almost bored me to death."

"Beating people..." Qin Zhan hands pen meal, the first reaction is happy, can hit people, at least the body is no problem.

"Well, how do I feel that you are laughing?" Wang Zhengnan was puzzled and called at the other end of the phone.

Qin Zhan turned the tip of his pen and knocked on the table with his cap. He said firmly: "what did the other party do? Kids don't hit people for no reason. " Song Ye looks cold, but he always has a good reason to do things. He is not an ordinary bear child.

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