After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

The first floor was instantly quiet.

Everyone looked in the direction of the stairs, watching the man walk down the stairs step by step.

The man was dressed in black with a cold expression on his face. He scanned the first floor and frowned when he saw the fragments of the vase on the ground.

No one in the hall made a sound, and no one dared to touch the mold.

The man looked at the debris on the ground, and the air pressure around his body was getting lower and lower.

Qin Zhou was standing next to the vase, with his head slightly lowered, holding a fragment of the vase in his hand, which was getting tighter and tighter unconsciously.

The director on the side had a smile on his face, and said cautiously: "Mr. He, I'm sorry..."

"He is so cheap, he accidentally broke the vase..." the director cautiously looked at the little star next to him, and quickly cursed: "Apologize!"

The man ignored the director, just looked at Qin Zhou, and asked again: "What's going on?"

Only then did Qin Zhou raise his head, and replied, "The vase is broken."

"This is my favorite vase." The man frowned slightly, "You broke it."

The man's voice sounded a little displeased, as if he was dissatisfied that the vase was broken.

"I don't know." Qin Zhou looked at the shelf next to him and said lightly, "I didn't make it."

There were more people on the side of the stairs just now, maybe someone accidentally bumped into the shelf and broke the vase.

It's just an unlucky coincidence that the vase happened to fall next to him, so the explanation was unclear.

Qin Zhou: "The vase probably fell because someone accidentally touched the shelf."

But when the director heard it, he scolded immediately: "Why don't you admit that you broke it! I think you are a cheap hand!"

Apart from the director, some people in the crowd echoed in a low voice: "It was Qin Zhou standing there just now, he touched it..."

"I also saw that Qin Zhou stretched out his hand, and the vase fell..."

The director looked at the man again, and said with a low posture: "Mr. He, don't be angry, this guy is new and ignorant, we will definitely—"

It's just that before the director finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man.

He Yang: "The filming has been cancelled."

"Ah?" The director was taken aback for a moment, and then said, "Mr. He, but this time, Mr. Yuan asked us to come here..."

"I'll tell him about Yuan Lie." He Yang's tone became cold, "This filming is cancelled."

The director wanted to say something more, but was pulled away by the assistant director.

"Let's go." The assistant director sighed and directed the staff to pack up their things.

The scenes and equipment that were arranged on the first floor had to be dismantled again.

Qin Zhou also turned around, intending to leave with the filming crew.

It's just that Qin Zhou just took a step when he heard a man's voice——

"I didn't say you can leave." He Yang looked at the young man, and said unhurriedly: "The vase is broken, sorry."

Qin Zhou could only stop, holding the fragment of the vase in his hand, and waiting aside.

In the hall, the staff moved everything back.

It will be very slow when setting up the scene, but it will be taken down very quickly.

Not long after, the filming crew had packed up their things and was ready to leave.

The staff and artists returned to the car, and there were still people in the car complaining: "I'm so annoying, I came here early in the morning, and now I can't shoot..."

"It's not Qin Zhou, the rural people have never seen the world, and they insist on touching vases, which makes it impossible to shoot now..."

"Boss He said just now, that is his favorite vase, it should be quite precious..."

"It's miserable for Qin Zhou, he offended Mr. He, and he will probably be banned..."

The people in the car gloated immediately, waiting to see Qin Zhou's joke.

Outside the car, people from the logistics team were still moving things into the car.

A little logistics girl put the equipment away, and inadvertently looked back into the villa, and saw the manor and the little star standing together.

Immediately afterwards, the man with a cold face slowly bent over and held the little star's hand.

The logistics girl was taken aback for a moment, thinking that she had read it wrong, and was about to take a closer look, but the servant had already closed the door, so she couldn't see anything.

In the villa, He Yang took the young man's right hand and took out the fragments from the young man's hand.

The edges of the shards were a bit sharp, and the young man had been holding the shards just now, his palm had already been cut by the shards, and there were several small cut marks.

He Yang frowned as he looked at the mark on the young man's palm.

And Qin Zhou also pulled out his hand, looked at the blood stains on the fragments of the vase, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I dirty your vase."

The servant had already brought the medicine box over, He Yang took the box and took out a cotton swab, as if he wanted to help the young man treat the wound.

However, Qin Zhou remained distant and polite, and said respectfully, "Thank you Mr. He, I'll do it myself."

Qin Zhou took a cotton swab and cleaned the wound bit by bit.

He Yang watched the young man's movements until the young man finished wrapping up the gauze, and then said: "The vase will be paid for."

Qin Zhou was quiet for a while, and finally followed the man's words and asked, "How much will you pay?"

Anyway, the vase is only a few dozen yuan, even if you pay ten, it is not expensive.

But He Yang said, "5000 million."

Qin Zhou froze for a moment, then looked down at the fragments on the ground to confirm that he was right, this vase was the one he bought for dozens of dollars.

Qin Zhou raised his head and said patiently, "Mr. He, are you sure the value of this vase is 5000 million?"

"Um."

Qin Zhou laughed angrily, "Mr. He, I'm curious which master's work this is?"

The roadside vase he bought for tens of dollars became a 5000 million antique in a blink of an eye.

"Such an ugly vase is worth 5000 million? Mr. He, don't be fooled." Qin Zhou smiled.

He Yang: "Not ugly."

This vase is very precious to him.

is a priceless treasure.

"That may be because Mr. He has a unique aesthetic." Qin Zhou said.

"pay."

"Sorry Mr. He, I don't have 5000 million."

"Then pay one."

With that said, He Yang came to the side, and casually took a light-colored vase from the decorative stand.

He Yang handed over the vase, "Draw another one on it."

Qin Zhou didn't take it, but just looked at the vase.

If he remembers correctly, this vase is a real antique, and He Yang bought it back at the auction for tens of millions.

Qin Zhou: "Mr. He, I can't draw."

"Draw whatever you want."

"You have tens of millions of antiques here, I dare not draw them." Qin Zhou's tone was very respectful, "If you accidentally break it again, I can't afford it."

He Yang looked at the vase in his hand, but put the antique vase back to its original place.

But He Yang brought a vase from the shelf again, "It's not an antique, it can be painted."

Qin Zhou was very careful not to take it, but to observe the vase first.

He has never seen this vase before, it should be bought by He Yang later, it looks like a modern handicraft, it should not be too expensive.

Qin Zhou asked: "Mr. He, my drawing is ugly, are you sure you want me to draw?"

"En." He Yang responded, and said slowly: "Either pay 5000 million yuan, or repaint."

Qin Zhou had no choice but to take the vase, and went to the study with He Yang, preparing to draw one.

There are no paints in the study, but there are brushes.

The servant grinds it by the side, puts the tools on the table, and then leaves.

Qin Zhou stood in front of the desk, holding a brush, and casually drew on the vase.

There was originally a layer of shallow patterns on the vase, but now Qin Zhou has repainted it to cover up the original patterns.

Qin Zhou scribbled on the body of the bottle, and noticed that someone was looking at him all the time, so he turned his head to meet the man's gaze.

Qin Zhou asked: "Mr. He, is there something on my face?"

He Yang looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a low voice, "No."

It's just that I haven't seen it like this for a long time, and I want to see it again.

"But you keep looking at me."

"Sorry." He Yang looked away.

Qin Zhou didn't pay attention anymore, and continued to draw patterns with his head down.

But when Qin Zhou lowered his head, He Yang turned his head again and looked at the young man's side face.

The young man was still wearing makeup, and the tear mole under his right eye was slightly covered, so it was not very obvious.

The curtains in the study room were open, the sunlight fell on the young man, looking from He Yang's angle, the young man was still glowing with a golden halo.

The young man in front of him was still the same as he remembered.

As long as he stepped forward, he could hold the other party in his arms.

He Yang slightly raised his hand and stretched out towards the young man.

But when he was about to touch the young man's back, He Yang's movements stopped, and he slowly withdrew his hand without disturbing him.

He Yang leaned against the desk and continued to watch the young man.

And Qin Zhou had finished drawing the pattern, and put the vase on the table: "Okay."

Only then did He Yang look over and glance at the vase.

The vase is full of messy ink marks, I don't know what the painting is.

He Yang picked up the vase, looked at it carefully, and said, "There is still one poem left."

Qin Zhou had no choice but to pick up the brush again and write a poem on the vase.

However, when writing, Qin Zhou changed to a scribbled style of handwriting.

After finishing writing, Qin Zhou put down his brush and asked, "Mr. He, can I go now?"

The room was very quiet, no one made a sound.

After a while, He Yang said: "Can we start over?"

He Yang looked at the young man, "Get to know each other again."

Qin Zhou lowered his head, looked at the vase on the table, and said softly, "Mr. He, we are not from the same world, why do we have to know each other?"

Qin Zhou: "Just let nature take its course."

After speaking, Qin Zhou walked past the man, ready to leave.

But just as Qin Zhou walked to the door of the study, the man suddenly spoke.

"It's already very late." He Yang came over and asked in a low voice: "Can you stay and have dinner together?"

The man's tone was a bit cautious, but after Qin Zhou heard it, he still refused: "Don't bother Mr. He, I'd better go back first."

Qin Zhou grabbed the doorknob and wanted to go out.

Seeing Qin Zhou's movements, He Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the young man's wrist, not wanting him to leave.

Qin Zhou looked over, "Mr. He?"

He Yang lowered his eyes, wanting to say something to keep the young man.

But in the end, none of those retaining words could be uttered.

He Yang let go of his hand and just said: "Take care of yourself." Looking back today, I saw a cute reader whose ID is【He Yang die for me】

My friend, you managed to get my attention!dog head.jpg

The latest update is still more random, the efficiency of code words is relatively low, maybe only a few hundred words can be written in one or two hours orz

I'm not sure about the update time, so don't wait, but you can guarantee that it will be updated every day, and there will be updates every day.

Finally, can you ask for a recommendation ticket in a low voice?One referral ticket can get one piece of vase

The vase painted by Yan Yan himself is worth 5000 million!You are welcome