Seeing the little lady holding her vest seriously, Nalan Yejue didn't expose it, but the curve of the corners of her lips was slightly larger.

Imperial Capital Auction.

The first famous auction after the Spring Festival attracted celebrities from all walks of life to come.

Nalan Yejue had already booked a box on the C position on the second floor, and parked the car and took Qin Xin over there.

Jun Ruyi was not so lucky. Although she was from the Presidential Palace, it would be useless to not make an appointment. She looked for several floors of relationships with her face and only got the ordinary position in the seventh row on the first floor.

The first floor was a little cold. In order to wait for the first game, everyone came to dominate the seat early, and rubbed their hands with cold.

The private rooms on the second floor of Qin Xin and Nalan Yejue have heating and fruits, which is extremely comfortable.

However, Qin Xin didn't care much about the environment, but looked through the auction manual that only existed in the VIP room and browsed today's auction items in advance.

It is indeed all calligraphy and paintings by famous artists.

From the maid paintings of the late Tang Dynasty to the ink-splashing characters of contemporary masters, it is very rich.

"Does your aunt prefer words or paintings?" Qin Xin asked Nalan Yejue while looking.

Nalan Yejue narrowed his eyes: "She may prefer...science fiction."

Qin Xin paused with his fingertips.

Mr. Nalan's words meant...that word, right?

The only calligraphy on the auction manual without a title is the only two words on it: Xinghe.

Qin Xin turned this page back and pondered for a moment.

But this word...

Isn't it good to give it to Mrs. Nalan?

Nalan Yejue also glanced behind her and said slowly: "If you don't like it, change it. As long as it is something you give it to, she will be a treasure."

Qin Xin thought for a while: "I'll take a look."

After a while, I couldn't help asking again: "She really likes science fiction?"

Nalan Yejue curled his lips: "Well, I especially like Xinghe's works."

Qin Xin covered her face.

She and Mrs. Nalan must be mother and daughter who have been separated for many years. Why do she like her hobbies?

Before she could finish secretly complaining.

Then he heard the man around him say quietly: "Of course, I like it very much too. Moreover, I am more dedicated than her."

Qin Xin: “…”

A deadly man, a monstrous man, always speaks like this lightly and hits his heart!

She felt that her thick defense was getting thinner and thinner.

Will you be defeated one day?

As the auction hammer sounded, the host smiled and announced that tonight's auction officially began.

The first pair is a picture of a lady from the late Tang Dynasty.

Although it is not the works of several major painters in the late Tang Dynasty, but it is just ordinary court painters, it is expensive because it is old and soon sold at a high price of 500,000 yuan.

The next few copies are several modern ancient paintings, and the auction prices are all below the pictures of ladies in the late Tang Dynasty.

The people downstairs were already so cold that they couldn't stand it anymore. The high and low auction price made people unable to help but look forward to the appearance of more awesome auction items, stirring up everyone's enthusiasm.

The host seemed to have seen through everyone's thoughts. After several consecutive calligraphy and paintings were unsuccessful, he finally took out a final calligraphy and painting.

The words mounted on one meter-high gold foil paper are displayed in front of everyone.

There are only two words: Galaxy.

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience!

"Is it the author Xinghe?"

"It should be, who dares to write these two words?"
Chapter completed!