I collect cultural relics in the human world

But He Si was different. With her thoughts settled, her mind was settled. With Professor Li's guidance, several of the most serious problems that troubled them were solved. The party progressed rapidly, and everyone was full of energy and gearing up to prepare. After staying up all night, I solved all the omissions in the plan in one go.

Professor Li did not accompany him, as if he wanted to practice what he just said - refuse to get involved and start with me. After solving the problem, he left, but he did not spoil the young man's interest, and ordered a few people. A sincere midnight snack. He Si then took some time out, and went back to the room to find some materials, then returned to the conference room and prepared to call Qin Jian.

But her finger hovered over the familiar name, and she hesitated again at the dial button. After much deliberation, He Si dialed Fan Yu's number.

The phone was connected immediately, and Fan Yu's familiar heartless voice came from the other side: "Hey, Miss He, why do you want to see me so late?"

"Where have you been?"

"Still at the airport," Fan Yu said, lying on the soft big bed of the hotel, crossing his legs comfortably and taking a bite of an apple. "It's really inconvenient without the mirror gallery. We just informed that the flight will be delayed. I'm looking at tomorrow's flight." You may not even be able to make it in time for breakfast.”

"Yeah."

He Si replied lightly, successfully making Fan Yu stop chewing. Listening to the silence on the other end of the phone, he guessed the development of the matter and said: "Xiaojiu reported on it? It's none of my business, it's all your family's Qin The idea of ​​​​jian."

"It's not Xiaojiu," He Si explained without elaborating, and immediately asked, "Then where are you now?"

"The hotel is not far from the wooden tower."

"Doctor Guan told me that Qin Jian's external injuries have healed, but his internal injuries cannot be seen clearly," He Si's voice was soft and soft, reaching Fan Yu's ears like a hypnosis, "This time the mirror gallery suddenly failed. , do you know why?"

Fan Yu was silent for a while, then sat upright on the bed, and then said: "He Si, I'm afraid Uncle Qin will have to tell you in person about Uncle Qin's matter."

"You seem to have only said half of what you said. What about other things?"

Fan Yu's eyebrows widened and he chuckled: "He Si is really perceptive. Director Deng originally asked Uncle Qin to ask you something, but he was reluctant to ask. He said he wanted you to do what you like, but I have to ask. Have you ever had any doubts about Song Zhaoxuan?"

There was no new response from the other end of the phone, so Fan Yu continued: "Now that Uncle Qin has lost his powers, you are the only one who can still feel the illusion. We need you to give up your current project and go back to school. , return to Song Zhaoxuan."

"Do you suspect that he is the one behind the scenes?"

"No, you have seen his visions several times. He may not be the one who planned it, but he must be the one in it."

"Then I... will try to ask for leave from Professor Li." He Si made up her mind, but she still felt uneasy when she thought that she had just told the professor today that she wanted to focus on her studies, and then turned around and had to withdraw from a project that had just made progress.

"That's not necessary." Fan Yu leaned crookedly on the bed again, "You agreed, and Director Deng will naturally arrange the rest. You are already a non-staff member of the Cultural Protection Bureau specially approved by Director Deng. It’s work, just relax.”

"Then...don't tell Qin Jian about tonight."

"Ah?" Fan Yu said in an exaggerated tone, "Shouldn't it be my concern for you? Don't tell Uncle Qin that I was the one who encouraged you behind your back."

"Don't interrupt. I'll skip breakfast tomorrow. I'll speed up and finish processing the last bit of data on hand and hand it over to my senior brother. It will take about a day. I will go back with you the day after tomorrow."

"It's refreshing." Fan Yu was very satisfied with this arrangement. "As for breakfast tomorrow..."

"I'll just come and talk to him."

"Then I'm relieved." Fan Yu completely lay down on the bed, said goodbye and hung up the phone - he finally lived up to Director Deng's expectations and successfully completed the task, he thought, feeling tired from the past few days and sleepy. In my mind, I closed my eyes and prepared to rest.

Half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. Fan Yu had already knocked on the door of the dreamland, turned over and didn't answer, thinking of letting the people outside the door retreat in recognition of the difficulty, but the person who knocked on the door was very persistent, and the sound of "dong-dong-dong" kept hitting his ears.

Hey, it’s all my fault that my hearing is too good. Fan Yu asked with some dissatisfaction: “Who is it?”

"I."

Only one word came from outside the door, and it was Qin Jian's voice. Fan Yu turned over again, remembering the conversation with He Si just now, and finally could only reply desperately: "Coming, coming."

Opening the door, turning around, sitting down, rubbing his face frantically in an attempt to drive away the sleepiness, the whole set of actions was done in one go, and Qin Jian found it funny watching it.

"Sleep?"

"Uncle Qin, you don't know why you are asking. You old people don't get enough sleep. Please be considerate of the young people."

"He Si just contacted you?"

"Why didn't you ask her?" Fan Yu's voice sounded dull, "She didn't ask you, and you didn't ask him. Why, am I part of your play?"

"What play?" Qin Jian frowned, obviously not understanding what Fan Yu said.

"Oh, I did advise He Si to go back together to explore Song Zhaoxuan's truth. You said you want her to do what she likes, then shouldn't she be allowed to choose?" Fan Yu was almost awake, "Besides, if this is not the case, Solved, everyone is not at ease, do you think He Si can work on this project with peace of mind."

"That's not the case." Qin Jian shook his head.

"What? Is there anything else?" Fan Yu thought that Lao Chaofeng came to investigate because of his own actions just now, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Asi told me that you did a good job, but the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve."

"What happened on Christmas Eve?" Fan Yu still didn't understand.

"Asi said that they have a normal relationship, and asking Song Zhaoxuan out of the blue was too deliberate. However, the school holds dances every Christmas Eve, and Song Zhaoxuan will definitely go there, so she wants me to accompany her to the dance for a chance encounter," Qin Jian said The old man blushed and seemed to be shy, "Prom... something for young people..."

"Oh, you have found the right person!" Fan Yu's sleepiness disappeared instantly and he grabbed Qin Jian's sleeve, "You can rest assured if you leave it to me!"

Qin Jian looked at the man in front of him who had completely changed his status and was eager to try, and suddenly began to regret his decision. It was unexpected to receive a call from He Si. Who would have expected that he would also suddenly receive an invitation from a dance partner, which made him confused for a moment. He actually found Fan Yu, but the words had already been spoken, and it would be more difficult to take them back than before. . “Now that I think about it, you don’t seem to have this experience either.”

Qin Jian was about to flinch as he spoke. Fan Yu was already in high spirits and was not willing to let him leave so easily. The hand holding Qin Jian's sleeve tightened.

"Uncle Qin's words are wrong. You haven't eaten pork and haven't seen pigs running. Although I have no experience, I know who has experience."

"Forget it," Qin Jian started to back off, "It's just a dance, there's no need to make it bigger."

"The first time I attended a dance with He Si was in front of his classmates, and there was also a suspected ex-boyfriend - the kind of boyfriend from my previous life. You don't want to show your timidity."

Qin Jian listened and stopped when he was about to turn around: "Who is your candidate?"

"Director Deng," Fan Yu said immediately, "don't forget, our department is engaged in the protection of cultural relics, and it is inevitable to attend various dances of dignitaries. It is difficult for us front-line staff to show up, so Director Deng is the one who goes out, commonly known as Dance balm.”

"It's just a school dance, there's no need to alarm Director Deng."

Knowing that Qin Jian was shy, Fan Yu also felt that asking Deng Linchuan to come forward was a bit big, and immediately thought of another person: "Where is little brother Jiang Huai? In their entertainment industry, red carpet dances are their job, why don't you look for him?"

"Forget it." Qin Jian still waved his hand, but Fan Yu felt that his choice was excellent and tried to persuade him: "You saved Jiang Huai last time. He kept saying that he would find a chance to thank you. No, this is a God-given opportunity. I Contact him now.”

"The person he wants to thank cannot be changed for the time being."

"Isn't that just you?" Fan Yuhun didn't care, "It's normal for Uncle Qin to ask him to take care of his nephews."

"It doesn't have to be..."

Before Qin Jian finished speaking, Fan Yu had already dialed the phone. For some reason, when facing the younger version of Qin Jian, Fan Yu still called him Uncle Qin, but the awe in his heart was much less. At the same time, the sense of distance disappeared, especially when this man showed hesitation like a boy. When he hesitated, Fan Yu felt a lot of affection in his heart.

"He is very willing. After the accident on their crew, all the work has been postponed. The variety show filmed at He Si University has not finished yet, and he is staying near the university town." After a while, Fan Yu hung up the phone, with a full face. Smiling contentedly, "How about Uncle Qin? It's settled. We'll go back to find him tomorrow."

"tomorrow?"

"Didn't He Si say that she is busy organizing data and handing over work every day? She doesn't have time to talk to you. We just went back to sort things out. We will have plenty of time to spend time together in the future, so we won't miss this meeting, right?" Fan Yu said and smacked the bar twice more, "I'll treat you to a drink tonight. The bars recommended by little brother Jiang Huai are really good."

"I do not drink."

"There are also teas, fruit teas, and milk teas. You can choose whatever you want. Even if you have adapted to the dance environment in advance."

For some reason, when Qin Jian heard Fan Yu mention milk tea, the scene when he drank milk tea for the first time appeared in Qin Jian's mind at an inappropriate time - He Si ordered it for him. Before that, he had never thought of trying this strange thing. The strange mixture - pearl milk tea, normal sugar, was the same as the cup held in He Si's hand. It was warm and not unpleasant to drink. It was obviously normal sugar, but a little too sweet. That night was also the first time he came into contact with He Si's heart. The moonlight was hazy and the fragrance was floating. He saw the source of He Si's pain hidden under the hard shell - her native family. She longed for love but resisted. Love, this contradictory fragility made Qin Jian want to hold her in his arms for a moment, and he did so.

Of course, he also thought of the other two people sitting in the milk tea shop that night - Song Zhaoxuan and Yuan Yuan, who was presumed dead at the time.

The original words of rejection rolled on the tip of his tongue a few times but failed to come out. By some strange coincidence, Qin Jian actually nodded. Until the plane landed the next day and saw Jiang Huai again, Qin Jian still didn't understand how he got on this pirate ship.

"Hello, I'm Jiang Huai. It's our first time meeting you. Please take care of me."

As soon as the two of them left the airport, Jiang Huai, who was wearing sunglasses, a hat, and a very ordinary long black down jacket, ran over. He first greeted Fan Yu, and then politely faced Qin Jian, looking youthful. vitality.

"I am Qin Jian."

"I know, Brother Fan introduced me to you as Mr. Qin's nephew." Jiang Huai smiled, with undisguised surprise in his eyes, "But with Mr. Qin...well, there's a lot of difference, just Haven't any scouts looked for you? If I hadn't stood in front of Brother Fan, I wouldn't have dared to recognize him."

"Far away." Qin Jian thought for a while and then added.

Qin Jian was a good recruiter, Jiang Huai was sneaky, and Fan Yu stood out from the crowd. The three of them stood at the airport exit, which was really eye-catching. To prevent any further complications, Fan Yu patted Jiang Huai on the shoulder and urged, "Let's go first. There are so many people coming and going. We should prevent our little brother Jiang Huai from being discovered by fans."

"Haha, it's not that red, it's not that red." Jiang Huai said this, but without stopping, he led them to the parking lot and got into a Toyota SUV.

"I usually drive this car when I'm not working, so it's not easy to be discovered," Jiang Huai said, starting the engine, "Brother Fan told me that you want to attend the dance with He Si?"

"Ahem," Qin Jian suddenly felt guilty for some reason and cleared his throat before saying, "Yes, Christmas Eve activities."

"Then do you know what He Si is wearing?"

"What does He Si wear and what do you mean?" Fan Yu asked Qin Jian one step ahead.

"What kind of clothes is she wearing? Skirt or trousers, Chinese or Western style, what color and style?" Jiang Huai said while driving the vehicle slowly out of the parking lot, "For example, what if He Si prepared a red dress?" For the dress, we have to avoid the green color, otherwise it will really become a Christmas decoration, right?”

After he finished speaking, he heard silence behind the car and asked, "You don't know anything about it, do you?"

"You said it was a coincidence or not, but you really don't know at all," Fan Yu patted his thigh, "He Si is still studying hard. I guess she doesn't have the heart to think about the dress in advance. Why don't you just match it for me? set?"

"That's not easy to handle," Jiang Huai stepped on the brakes, stopped leisurely at the traffic light, turned around and said to the two of them, "Girls are too particular about their clothes, not to mention the big shots in the entertainment industry. Those little internet celebrities walking on the red carpet and the intricacies and intricacies in their dresses could write a book, so you'd better ask first."

"No need," Qin Jian didn't feel embarrassed by this, "Ah Si is not someone who cares about these things, just be polite and polite."

Jiang Huai was in a daze. The tone of conversation of the person behind him always coincided with the old gentleman in his memory. He couldn't help but look at that face in the rearview mirror. His face was clean and neat, and his neck was straight. He is sharp and has extremely superior looks even in the entertainment industry. He is completely different from the old gentleman.

"What's wrong with me? I must be mentally exhausted from the recent re-shooting of The Secret Room." Jiang Huai laughed at himself and shook his head.

I have to prepare for a sweet meeting. I have been working on a case, and Xiao He Si hasn’t had a good relationship yet.