Chapter 1111 Leng Yao: Master Shen Ci, I'm Afraid I Won't Be Able to Survive This Winter

"She admitted it?"

Principal Lin pulled Chang Yang and let out a loud "ah".

"No, how did you know?"

"Also, how on earth did you transfer the file to my computer?"

Principal Lin asked one question after another. He stared at the computer. Apart from feeling that Lu Yutian was too scheming, he also felt that Lu Mian... was amazing.

Lu Mian smiled coldly.

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

At that time, Lu Yutian came to the house in a hurry, and she knew that she should record a sound,

Some things are better prepared.

In fact, it does.

Although, she didn't care what was said about her in school and what others thought of her.

Lu Mian handled the matter neatly, without emotion.

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

Lu Mian turned her body sideways to make way for the visitor.

I saw several people carrying wooden boxes in twos and walking in cautiously. When passing by her side, he also sternly reminded: "Give way! Don't break it!"

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

Afterwards, several more people walked in carrying boxes one after another.

Principal Lin's gaze was drawn from the computer.

After a pause, he walked directly in front of these people with a smile.

"Miss Leng sent these over?"

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

"Principal Lin! It's me!"

The girl walked into the office as she said, "Principal Lin, please don't be so polite with me. I am a student who graduated from Tsinghua University. You can call me Leng Yao, but don't call me Miss Leng!"

Principal Lin laughed,

"Okay, okay."

Leng Yao?

Lu Mian stood at the side of the door, and when she heard the name, she slightly raised her head and looked towards Principal Lin.

The girl who called herself Leng Yao was wearing neat overalls, sneakers, and a high ponytail that was neatly combed.

She remembered for a moment the name she had heard at the exhibition with her mother that day.

Leng Yao, Master Shen Ci's closed disciple.

There was a pause in the footsteps, and there was a little more interest in the eyebrows and eyes.

Leng Yao didn't notice Lu Mian standing there, and after the workers put down their things, she 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 receiving it, I thought about donating it to our school, to the history department." Add some appreciation artifacts with the students from the Department of Archeology."

"Okay, okay, Leng Yao, you really have a heart."

Principal Lin looked at the students in front of him, his face was full of happiness, and he was very kind.

There are quite a few students graduating from Tsinghua University every year, and there are also some who come back to feed back the school after their careers are successful.

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

Not only has he now become the imperial appraiser of the Bureau of Cultural Relics, 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 just because of "Shen Ci's disciple".

"Leng Yao, your juniors must be very happy to know about it. I also represent the school, thank you!"

"Principal Lin, you are welcome. I am a student brought out by Tsinghua University, so I naturally have a heart of gratitude. I can do something for the school, which is what I should do. 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, expressing respect from the bottom of his heart.

Shen Ci.

A legendary master who lives in the hearts of everyone in the history department, archeology department, and antique circle.

Even though no one has seen him, there are never any shortage of rumors about him in the world.

"Ah……"

A low, shallow, somewhat cold 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 people, Lu Mian put one hand in her trouser pocket and the other on her chin, walking casually to the side of the batch of blue and white porcelain.

She lowered her eyes to look into the wooden box for a few times, then swept around lightly, and the sneer became more obvious.

Leng Yao didn't notice Lu Mian at first, but now she saw Lu Mian and greeted her gracefully.

"Hi girl, is there anything I can explain?"

Leng Yao tilted her head, and her ponytail also tilted slightly.

Lu Mian looked at her straight in the eye.

Leng Yao has a rather classic face, kind and calm, not aggressive, which fits the introverted and steady temperament of a treasure appraiser.

Perhaps because she often runs around, she dresses casually.

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

Because her movements were too casual, Principal Lin and Leng Yao subconsciously stretched out their hands to touch the porcelain bottle.

Lu Mian ignored the two, her cold eyes fell on the porcelain bottle, and she looked at the bottom of the bottle thoughtfully.

Leng Yao's eyes became puzzled.

Principal Lin immediately explained: "Student Lu Mian, this senior sister Leng Yao is an alumnus who graduated from Tsinghua University last year. If you are interested in antique treasures, you can talk to her. Don't think that Leng Yao is a girl. She is actually very powerful, and she is the future of the antique circle."

"Principal Lin, how could you be so exaggerated." Leng Yao hurriedly shook her head reservedly.

She still stared at Lu Mian closely, seeing that she hadn't put down the porcelain vase for a long time, and she didn't say hello to her, her voice also cooled down.

"Sister, be careful. These bottles may be just ornamental objects for you. But for the history department, the archeology department, and the 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 her hand, trying to take the porcelain bottle back.

This is a treasure she donated to the school, why should it be seen by an inexplicable person.

Especially when the other party disrespected her so much.

Lu Mian avoided her hand, didn't raise her head, but asked in a clear and cold voice, "How is your master now?"

Her words sounded endless.

Leng Yao was stunned for a moment.

Until Principal Lin also inquired with great curiosity: "Yes, how is Master Shen Ci's health? Do you have a chance to wait until he comes out?"

Leng Yao finally regained her senses.

She was depressed and shook her head sadly.

"To be honest, Master's health is not very good... He is getting old, and the matter of appraising treasures is very exhausting, and his health is getting worse day by day."

While talking, Leng Yao wiped her tears with emotion.

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

Can't survive this winter? ? ?

Lu Mianyu raised her eyelashes, her black and white eyes were inexplicably cool, and she looked at Leng Yao.