God Level Golden Eye

"Song Yun!"

"It must be said, your luck as a kid is really great!"

"Other people spend all their money when they go home, but you are fine, go back home and pick up the leaks everywhere!"

"These things add up to at least 50 million!"

Tang Miaomiao carefully studied all the antiques that Song Yun had brought back. He opened his mouth with a series of sighs and indignation. It was like drinking boiled water when it came to Song Yun to pick up this difficult thing. This is really irritating. There is no alternative.

"Hahaha!"

"I'm just luckier!"

Song Yun pretended to be smirking. Under this situation, Tang Miaomiao was already aggrieved, and there was no need to sprinkle salt on the wound. Besides, there was no other reason to explain all this except luck. .

Tang Miaomiao rolled his eyes. Although he knew that being a beauty shouldn't do such an action, he couldn't help it. Song Yun's behavior was too bad.

"Song Yun is back?"

"Is it already in the store?"

Suddenly there was a roar of the car engine outside the Jumbo Pavilion, and two people hurriedly got out of the car. Song Yun looked up and found that it was Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng.

"Sister Tang, what happened to this?"

"Why are the two of them here?"

Song Yun looked confused, knowing what exactly Xu Desheng and Zhu Deyuan were doing in the treasure pavilion at this time. You must know that it is not early at this time. Shouldn't the two old people have already gone to bed?

"After you told me that I had missed an ancient book, I couldn't help but shudder and told them both. Then I regretted it. I can ask you when you will be back 800 times a day!"

"I'm going crazy by them these days!"

Tang Miaomiao regretted it when he talked about it, and she felt anguished. The two old seniors kept asking questions all day long, and they couldn't bear it.

Song Yun shook his head when he heard Tang Miaomiao say this. It was a typical asking for trouble, digging a hole and burying himself.

Zhu Deyuan and Xu Desheng, the two old men, have no desires and desires. The things they think about every day are antiques, and they have nothing to do. It is strange to hear that they have missed new things.

"Song Yun, what is your attitude?"

"Seeing that our two old men only shook their heads?"

"This is too much!"

As soon as Zhu Deyuan walked in, he saw Song Yun shaking his head, and the password began to criticize.

"That's not wrong, young people now really don't know how to respect the elderly!"

"Furthermore, we have been running around for your Tang Bohu painting in the past few days. We have found many old friends and lost a lot of old faces. This is how the matter can be done. Now how do you come up with this painting? Go to the auction, a few hundred million dollars!"

"You just shook your head without thanking us for this matter. This is too much!"

Xu Desheng fired the interface.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Two old men, I'm too happy to see you, how could I shake my head?"

"I just drove a long-distance car, my neck was a little sore, so I just moved."

Song Yun would never admit it.

Zhu Deyuan walked to Song Yun and handed a painting tube to Song Yun.

"Inside is the painting of Tang Bohu, I found a master to re-frame it for you, so that it is convenient to save."

Song Yun nodded, put the microphone aside, and didn't mean to turn it on.

"You kid, too thick lines!"

"Open it quickly and take a look."

Xu Desheng could not help but start blowing his beard and staring at Song Yun like this.

The rules in the antique shop must be checked before things are passed.

Tang Bohu's painting was returned to Song Yun by Zhu Deyuan, and Song Yun had to open it in person to check it.

"What are you doing with this effort?"

"If I don't believe in the two old men, I won't show you the painting that day!"

"This painting is far less important than your second elder's reputation, right?"

Song Yun waved his hand, he really didn't care about this at all.

"Old man Xu!"

"What are you doing with this thing?"

"This painting belongs to him. If he loves to test it, he will test it. If he doesn't love it, he will not test it! Let him go!"

"We are not here today to see the painting!"

"Don't forget the serious things!"

"Song Yun, didn't you pick up an ancient book this time when you came home?"

"Hurry up and show it to us!"

Zhu Deyuan didn't care about Song Yun's failure or failure. He rushed here tonight just to take a look at the ancient books that Song Yun had missed the other day.