Chapter 1111: Leng Yao: Master Shen Ci, I'm afraid I can't survive this winter

"She admitted?"

Principal Lin pulled Chang Yang "Ah" loudly.

"No, how did you know?"

"Also, how did you transfer the files to my computer?"

Principal Lin came up with questions one after another. He stared at the

computer. In addition to feeling that Lu Yutian was too scheming, he was more

emotional than Lu Mian...

Lu Mian smiled coldly.

The recording was not obtained, she recorded it herself that day.

At that time, Lu Yutian came to the house in an imposing manner, she knew she

should record a sound.

Some things are better prepared.

In fact, it is indeed used.

Although, she didn't care how she was passed on in school, and how others

viewed her.

Lu Mian handled the matter cleanly, lightly and without emotion.

When she was about to leave the principal's office, the office door opened

first.

Lu Mian turned his body sideways and made way for the visitor.

I saw several people walking in carefully, carrying the wooden boxes in pairs.

When passing by her, she also sternly reminded: "Let's give in! Don't touch

it!"

Lu Mian had no choice but to step back a few steps.

Several more people came in one after another carrying boxes.

Principal Lin's eyes were attracted from the computer.

After he paused, he walked up to these people with a smile.

"Miss Leng brought these here?"

Before the workers answered, a young female voice came from the door.

"Principal Lin! It's me!"

The girl said as she walked into the office, "Principal Lin, please don't be

so polite with me. I am a graduate of National Tsing Hua University. Just call

me Leng Yao. Don't call me Miss Leng!"

Principal Lin laughed, "Good, good."

Leng Yao?

Lu Mian stood on the side of the door, and when he heard the name, he slightly

raised his head and looked towards Principal Lin.

The girl who claimed to be Leng Yao, dressed in clean overalls, sneakers, and

a high ponytail, neatly combed.

For a moment, she remembered the name she heard with her mother at the

exhibition that day.

Leng Yao, the closed disciple of Master Shen Ci.

After a pause, there was a little more interest between the eyes.

Leng Yao didn't notice Lu Mian standing there, and after the workers put down

their things, he sent them away.

She personally opened the five wooden boxes on the ground one by one, and

introduced: "Principal Lin, I think this batch of blue and white porcelain

from the Jiaqing period is in good condition. After I received it, I wanted to

donate it to our school. And the students from the Archaeology Department to

add some appreciation artifacts."

"Well, Leng Yao, you are really interested."

Principal Lin looked at the students in front of him, his face full of joy,

especially kind.

Many students graduate from National Tsing Hua University every year, and some

return to feed back the school after successful careers.

But in the History Department, only Leng Yao has the highest attainments.

Now he has not only become the queen appraiser of the Cultural Relics Bureau,

but more importantly, Leng Yao is the only closed disciple of Master Shen Ci.

Those masters in the antique circle all concluded that Leng Yao's future

achievements would be limitless based on "Shen Ci's disciple" alone.

"Leng Yao, your younger brothers and sisters must be very happy to know. I

also represent the school, thank you!"

"President Lin, you are polite. I am a student from National National Taiwan

University, so I must be grateful. I should be able to do something for the

school. Moreover, this is what my master taught me. "

When she said the word "Master", she showed a respectful expression on her

face.

Principal Lin immediately nodded slightly, showing respect from the bottom of

his heart.

Shen Ci.

A legendary master who lives in the hearts of everyone in the history,

archaeology, and antique circles.

Even though no one has seen him, there is never a shortage of rumors about him

in the arena.

"Ah……"

A low, shallow, somewhat cool laugh came from the direction of the door.

Principal Lin and Leng Yao, who were chatting eagerly, both turned their heads

and looked over.

Ignoring the curious eyes of these two men, Lu Mian walked up to the batch of

blue and white porcelain with one hand on his trouser pocket and the other

touching his chin.

She lowered her eyes and glanced into the wooden box, swept lightly around,

the sneer was even more obvious.

Leng Yao didn't notice Lu Mian at first, but now she saw Lu Mian, and Luo Luo

greeted her generously.

"Hello school girl, is there anything I need to explain?"

Leng Yao tilted her head, and her pony tail also tilted slightly.

Lu Mian looked at her righteously.

Leng Yao had a face with a classical temperament, kind and quiet, without any

aggressiveness, which was in line with the introverted and steady temperament

of the appraiser.

Perhaps because she often runs around, she dresses more casually.

Lu Mian took out a blue and white porcelain vase from the wooden box.

Because her movements were too random, Principal Lin and Leng Yao both

subconsciously reached out their hands and moved on to the porcelain vase.

Lu Mian ignored these two people, his cool eyes fell on the porcelain vase,

looking at the bottom of the vase thoughtfully.

Leng Yao's eyes became confused.

Principal Lin immediately explained: "Student Lu Mian, this Leng Yao-senpai is

our alumnus from National Tsing Hua University who graduated last year. If you

are interested in antique treasures, you can talk to her. Don’t think Leng Yao

is a girl. She is actually very good, it is the future of the antique circle."

"Principal Lin, how can you say so exaggerated." Leng Yao quickly shook his

head reservedly.

She still kept her eyes fixed on Lu Mian, seeing that she hadn't put down the

porcelain bottle for a long time, and didn't say hello to her, and her voice

became cold.

"School girl, be careful. These bottles may be just an ornamental item for

you. But for history, archaeology, and people in the circle, they are cultural

treasures."

"If you accidentally break it, you...may not be able to afford it."

After speaking, Leng Yao stretched out his hand and tried to get the porcelain

bottle back.

This is the treasure she donated to the school, so why should an inexplicable

person see it?

Especially, the other party still disrespect her so much.

Lu Mian avoided her hand, did not raise her head, but asked with a clear

voice, "How is your master now?"

Her words sounded endless.

Leng Yao was stunned for a moment.

Until President Lin asked curiously: "Yes, how is Master Shen Ci's health? Do

you have a chance to wait until he comes out?"

Leng Yao finally recovered.

She was depressed and shook her head sadly.

"To be honest, Master's health is not very good... He is getting older, and

Jian Bao is very laborious, and his body is not as good as every day.

While speaking, Leng Yao wiped her tears with emotion.

"Master is afraid I won't be able to survive this winter..."

Can't make it through this winter? ? ?

Lu Mianyu raised his eyelashes, his black and white eyes, dyed with

inexplicable coolness, looked at Leng Yao.