My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 123 Choosing a Gift

Xia Xing answered the phone and said with a smile, "Hey, is sister Weiwei okay?"

"Oh my god, are you really Xia Xing? Why is your voice so nice." Yang Weiwei's unbelievable voice also came from the phone.

"Sorry, you made a mistake, I am 10086, Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Get out, don't lie to me, you are Xia Xing, do you think I can't hear you if your voice sounds good?"

Xia Xing: "...a woman!"

"Did you go to Bangzi Country to cut your voice? How did your voice become so nice?" Yang Weiwei asked curiously.

"Damn, cut the voice line? Is there such a beauty project? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"The hatred value from Xia Xing..."

"My voice is always so nice, okay? By the way, can you help me?" Xia Xing asked.

Yang Weiwei snorted coldly: "What? It's okay, sister, so I can't find you, can I?"

"Of course." Xia Xing smiled awkwardly.

"Hmph, I'm so sad. I waited all day with my mobile phone in my arms, but I ended up waiting from early morning to now, and finally had to call with the cheek." Yang Weiwei said sadly.

"Uh!" Xia Xing was a little confused.

At this time, he glanced at the calendar, today is the 31st, and then searched it with his notebook.

I saw that Yang Weiwei's Weibo was full of messages from fans wishing Yang Weiwei a happy birthday.

He suddenly remembered that Yang Weiwei said that day that the end of the month was her birthday.

Damn, how could I forget this.

"Wooooow, my sister is so sad..." Yang Weiwei's aggrieved cry came from the opposite side.

Xia Xing smiled awkwardly: "Happy birthday, sister."

"Hmph, I knew you forgot his birthday, so sad!"

"No, how can it be? My birthday present is all ready for my sister." Xia Xing said quickly.

"Really? What gift?" The crying of grievance on the other side disappeared instantly, and Yang Weiwei's excited voice came.

"The hatred value from Xia Xing..."

How the hell did I forget again, the other end of the phone is an actor who has won the Best Actress!

"Well, I think it's better to keep it secret." Xia Xing said with a smile.

"No, I need to know first." Yang Weiwei looked like a little girl begging for a lollipop.

Xia Xing was a little depressed.

He just said that he had prepared a birthday gift just casually. He completely forgot about his birthday, and he didn't even have time to choose a gift.

"Hmph, if you don't say it, you must have forgotten it." Yang Weiwei said angrily.

Xia Xing had an idea: "Actually, I wrote a song for my sister."

"Writing a song?" Yang Weiwei's eyes lit up on the other side.

"Really, let me hear some singing." Yang Weiwei exclaimed excitedly.

At this time, Xia Xing had already picked out a song in the system mall, "We Are All the Same" sung by Zhang Jie in his previous life.

There's something special about hearing your voice
Open the window and see the stars still guarding the night sky
I can't help feeling more warm in my heart
Twinkling light trying to light up the night
the atmosphere is so peaceful
You are the brightest star in my life
……

you know my dreams you know my pain
you know we all feel the same
No matter how strong the wind is, it can't stop the brave impulse
It doesn't matter if you work hard and fly forward

How beautiful is the light after the dark night
Sharing your strength and mine can light up each other's path
Although there is no accompaniment, just singing a cappella, although the straightforward lyrics in this song are plain, they give people a warm touch.

"I think we are all the same. We long for the light of our dreams. The joy and hesitation along the way, don't say disappointment easily. Go back to the first time, how strong you were at that time, and the encouragement made me unforgettable."

Every sentence of Xia Xing sang into Yang Weiwei's heart. Although she is the number one beauty in China and a superstar in the sky in people's eyes, only she knows the sacrifices behind it.

Unable to help, Yang Weiwei's eyes blurred.

"Sister Weiwei, do you like the song I gave you?" Xia Xing asked with a smile.

"I like it very much. Thank you Xia Xing. I will make this song the title song of my next album. By the way, I won't pay for it!" Yang Weiwei said.

"Okay, this song is for my sister, as long as you like it."

Yang Weiwei said: "You must come tonight. My parents and some relatives and friends will come. I told my parents that you are my boyfriend."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there." Xia Xing said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Xing was a little worried.

What gift is better for Yang Weiwei?
There must be no shortage of big-name celebrities like Yang Weiwei, such as jewelry. At this moment, he had an idea in his head.

Xia Xing drove the car to the famous antique street in Shanghai.

This is a place full of opportunities, but also with countless pitfalls.

Some people even say that Antique Street is the place with the most scammers in Shanghai.

There are antiques collected from all over China, one of the ten thousand antiques is really good.

But Xia Xing is not worried, because he has a weapon for cheating, which is clairvoyance.

Although it was early in the morning, the Antique Street was already very lively.

Antique lovers from all over China hope that they will have good luck and find treasures in the largest antique street in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although everyone knows that the chance of finding a real treasure here is one in ten thousand, many people hope to hit the big luck and get rich overnight.

Xia Xing walked in the crowd, and ignored those tall stores.

After all, even if there is a treasure in that kind of place, it has already been appraised by famous experts, and the chance of missing it is very small.

So he focused on the stalls on both sides.

In the eyes of those small vendors, Xia Xing was just a baby at first glance.

So those small stall owners were fooled when they saw Xia Xing patronize.

"Brother, look at my grandpa Mao's bust. It's old-fashioned but imposing. It's very valuable for collection."

Xia Xing picked it up and played with it in his hands: "Are you sure it's true?"

"Of course, brother, you know what you're doing at first glance. Look at the color and texture. Our family never sells fakes."

Xia Xing turned the copper over and looked at the label on the base, it read "Imperial System of Qianlong Year" on it!
Nima, you were able to burn out the bronze statue of Mao Zedong during the Qianlong period, and you are too good at making fakes.

In short, no matter which stall Xia Xing patronizes, these stall owners are better at fooling each other, Yan Ran is a master of history, and they hold priceless treasures.

Xia Xing visited more than a dozen stalls, but he didn't see a single genuine product.

At this moment, people were buzzing not far away, and a lot of people gathered in front of an antique shop called Wanbaolou.

Xia Xing walked over and heard several people discussing.

"I heard that the boss of Wanbaolou Wang just bought a Mingyongle blue and white ribbon gourd flat bottle worth tens of millions from abroad. I heard that it only cost more than 100 million yuan, and he earned more than ten times in one go."

"Hey, it can't be compared. Boss Wang is known as ghost eyes. We can't match his eyesight. That's why he can find real products."

"Yeah, I heard that Boss Wang is going to exhibit that piece of ceramics today, let's have a good time!"

Xia Xing became interested after hearing this, and followed the flow of people into the Wanbao Building to see this vase worth tens of millions.

　Thank you for the 26 book currency on the 600th of Bayue, and the simple reward of 100 book currency. It is in the new book PK. I hope everyone will continue to recommend tickets to support the turnover, thank you everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)