Long Junchen looked deeply at Gu Yueqin, who looked strange beside him. After raising his eyes, the latter immediately dodged away, pursing his red lips, looking worried. Long Junchen was confused, and his eyebrows gradually bulged, as if he didn't understand why this girl was hiding from him, and she wouldn't eat her anymore.

"Okay, let's go in and take a look. There have been many famous calligraphy and paintings, and you can also watch them carefully and study them. Don't blame me for not reminding you that even I have to think that many of these calligraphy and paintings are a little inferior. This is a good opportunity to open my eyes." Liang Jianguo raised his thighs, carried his hands behind his back, and walked in front of him with his big belly into the main hall of the art exhibition. I have to say that they have a bit of everyone's style.

Liu Wenwen looked at Liang Jianguo with a little admiration and soon followed his teacher's pace, while Long Junchen deliberately slowed down and fell behind, walking side by side with Gu Yueqin.

"Yueqin, what's wrong with you? Why do I feel that your condition is wrong?" Long Junchen saw Gu Yueqin, who had always been very enthusiastic about him, holding a cold face toward him for the first time. He couldn't help but ask in his curiosity.

"Nothing." After waiting for a while, Gu Yueqin just opened her red lips slightly, and gently spit out three words. Then she quickly walked forward and stopped paying attention to Long Junchen.

This is nothing? Long Junchen muttered in his heart and shook his head a little, but it seemed that Gu Yueqin was unwilling to say it. Long Junchen sighed and looked at the paintings that were almost two-thirds of the positions inside. Long Junchen didn't say anything more, and focused on these world-famous paintings.

It has to be said that Long Junchen has not seen a painting that can surprise him for a long time. The so-called art is inseparable from the times and the author. Although Long Junchen has a superb brushwork skill and a talented person who has been immersed in many years, his life experience is limited after all, especially his feelings.

He has not been hit by love, so there are some sad and sad paintings that he can understand, but he cannot draw them. This requires a tragic story, a tragic story that he has experienced personally. Some paintings have the talent that he has fished alone in the snow of the cold river alone, and some paintings have the sadness of going up the dangerous building and listening to the wind and rain alone. The painter's heart must be bleeding. This painting can make people feel the pain of the heart.

Long Junchen was thinking about his thoughts, his eyes wandering in the exhibition. He suddenly saw several rows of neatly displayed porcelains. His heart moved slightly. He still remembered the experiences of Linshui County a few days ago. This Linshui County is not only fake calligraphy and paintings, but even porcelain, they are still involved.

Since the devourer could think of doing things on the painting, they wouldn't let go of these porcelains.

So, will the neatly arranged porcelain in the hall be replaced by these devourers and have become tools for their terrorist attacks?

As soon as he thought of this, Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and glanced at these neatly displayed porcelains again. However, it was difficult to see any clues with his naked eyes. What's more important is that there were isolation lines around these porcelains, which were not allowed to watch them up close, let alone pick them up and examine them for yourself.

Long Junchen looked at it for a long time but couldn't see the reason. He couldn't help but shrugging his shoulders dejectedly. He was not as proficient in porcelain as calligraphy and painting, but he had only a little knowledge of it and had a little bit of knowledge. So now, even if the devourer had already moved, he could not notice it.

"It seems that we have to ask Liu Qinglong where the porcelain came from, to see if there is any chance that the bag will be replaced on the road, and the paintings, this matter is not that simple." Long Junchen muttered to himself.

Just when Long Junchen was absent-minded and random thoughts, he glanced inadvertently and saw a few acquaintances.

There was a man and a woman, and there was an old man behind him. At this time, the woman was accompanying the old man to read the painting, while the man next to him seemed absent-minded and kept playing with the phone in his hand.

"Oh, isn't that the Feng family?" Liang Jianguo also followed Long Junchen's gaze and saw the group of three people. His eyes narrowed, and then looked at Long Junchen's somewhat stiff face. A smile appeared inexplicably on the corner of his mouth. He muttered deliberately without any serious matters. He smiled sinisterly, because it was indeed an interesting thing to see this kid being defeated.

The marriage between the Long Family and the Feng Family, the inconvenience between Long Junchen and Feng Tianci, the escape of Long Junchen, the infatuation of Feng Xuanzi, and the reluctance of the older generation of the Long Feng Family, this bloody story has long been spread in the capital.

However, what surprised everyone was that Feng Tianci was obviously not in dealing with Long Junchen, and Long Junchen clearly did not want to marry Feng Xuanzi. However, the two families had no intention of stopping the engagement. Instead, they claimed that the two children were just to be busy with their own careers for the time being, and after their careers were developed smoothly, they could support themselves and then let them get married.

Of course no one would believe this, but it is true that the engagement was not cancelled. Therefore, for the reason for the absence of cancellation, this is a very popular topic of conversation in the upper class of the entire China. However, no one can give a more convincing explanation.

Because of this matter, even the parties involved, Long Junchen and Feng Xuanzi, seemed to know why the two families insisted on fulfilling the engagement.

The young man standing next to Feng Xuanzi had a cold expression. The young man had a very handsome face, thin lips and eyebrows. In terms of physiognomy, he was an extremely affectionate person. His sharp eyes not only showed affection, but also showed ambition. His whole face was cold, and he seemed to be incomparable arrogant expression as if the whole world owed him.

Long Junchen closed his a little surprised lips tightly, feeling a little depressed, and thought bitterly, "I'll just snatch it, but I didn't expect to hit the mountain in such an occasion. It's really a narrow road for enemies."

Feng Xuanzi also noticed Long Junchen who was looking at him.

Feng Xuanzi, with her eyebrows like willow leaves, her black eyes flowing, and her lips like red lips, naturally revealing a charm when she opened and closed gently. However, when she saw Long Junchen, her originally looked around, and her charming eyes stuttered slightly. Then she frowned slightly, and opened her mouth but couldn't find a suitable way to open her mouth. She raised her hand slightly, and didn't know whether to wave or pretend not to recognize her.

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