It was still wet, and the entire bracelet was flowing with light and glistening like glass. Suddenly, two lifelike golden dragons turned their heads and nodded at her. Their beards fluttered gently with their movements, and their claws and tails seemed to sway a few times.
Wu Tengfeng quickly rubbed her eyes. When she looked again, the bangle was still on her wrist quietly. She scratched her chin and carefully recalled the female stall owner's face. Then, she looked at the golden dragon bracelet."That female stall owner looks like a fox.”
The lights were off, and the golden bracelet reflected the weak streetlight that shone through the window. It looked strange and ferocious, with a voodoo like evil and ominous aura.
When Wu Tengfeng returned to school with this exquisite and expensive bracelet that could not be taken off, she was amazed."Phoenix, your dad really dotes on you. He even bought you such a beautiful and expensive gold bracelet! Where did you buy it? I want to buy one too!"
Liu Rumei looked at Wu Tengfeng with an expression of wanting to gossip, and with a " you know " look, she sneakily smiled and leaned over."Phoenix, Phoenix! Don't you usually not wear jewelry? Why are you so ostentatious today?"
At this point, she suddenly changed her style and leaned on Wu Tengfeng's desk in an exaggerated manner. She pretended to be frightened and said,"Looking at the design of this bracelet, could it be that your father has arranged for you to be engaged to the young master of a wealthy family? Phoenix, are you really going to marry into a wealthy family?! Aiyaya, I can only be envious and jealous!”
"It's not from Wu Jiansen. Hey, hey, hey, brat, don't talk nonsense! What rich young master? I didn't even encounter a fart!”Wu Tengfeng scratched her chin and played with the bracelet lovingly, but she muttered in her heart," This bracelet is on my hand and I can't take it off. When I held it in my hand, it was so heavy that I couldn't lift it up. But after I put it on, I almost couldn't feel its weight. Is this bracelet really as mysterious as the female shop owner said?"”
"This bracelet is made of pure gold, right? It looks like a very old antique. Is it another family heirloom? This bracelet was so exquisite. Even if it was not an antique, just the material and workmanship alone would be worth at least seven figures! Your stepfather is really willing to spend money on you! Our school doesn't allow students to wear jewelry. Aren't you afraid of being arrested by the four famous arresters?”
"What am I afraid of! I can't take this thing off no matter what. If you have the ability, help me take it off! If I get caught and criticized because of this, Professor Chen will bring me back!”Wu Tengfeng scratched her chin and laughed without any restraint. She did not change her wild and arrogant nature.
"I almost forgot. You're Professor Chen's proudest disciple for fifteen years, and you're also the first in the entire grade in Wannian. For you, he even specially came from M University's Academy of Fine Arts to teach you. Of course you have the right to be arrogant.”
Days passed, and although there were small conflicts from time to time, life was still peaceful. Time slipped through his fingers like flowing water. Soon, the first semester of the third year of high school started. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the school had a day off as usual. Bong Muto sipped the thick bitter coffee and called her classmates to have a birthday Party at home.
I forgot to tell you, my name is Wu Tengfeng. It was said that my name and character were given to me by Old Antique's biological father, who I had never met, according to family tradition. He said that he hoped that I would become a genius who could take charge of a certain area. At that time, the character he gave me was Piaizhao, but in the end, Wu Jiansen forcefully changed it to Piaizhao, saying that Wu Zetian's name was Zhao, and he wanted me to look up to my ancestor Wu Zetian (I really think Wu Jiansen's this is too unreliable).
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival of 2007. I'm 18 years old now. I'm the elite of the elite class (15) of the high school affiliated to M University's Academy of Fine Arts. My grades in art and humanities have always been at the top of the grade, far surpassing the second place by more than ten streets. My science grades are very poor, only ten points higher than the second place. I was only 1.70 meters tall, but my hair was knee-length. I found it hard to manage my long hair, but my mother refused to let me cut my hair. She even said that my body and hair were given to my parents, and it would be unfilial to cut it.
I've never seen my biological father, nor do I know any information about him. Mom is tight-lipped about him. She only says that I look very much like my biological father. I've tried all kinds of methods to ask who my father is, but I still can't find out! Mom even took the initiative to let me take Wu Jiansen's surname.
The most unjust and depressing thing was that I had a natural smell on my body. After sweating, the smell was even stronger and couldn't be removed. As a result, my classmates asked me every day which brand of perfume I used."What's wrong with you? How dare you put on perfume every day! He still refused to change his ways after repeated teachings. He was really lawless!”
Professor Chen Yuxiao is our teacher. He's the living signboard of the top art academy in the country. He's a famous Chinese painting and oil painter. He's 58 years old. He's taught me painting since I was three years old. He's an amiable, kind, and fatherly teacher. In order to make it convenient for him to teach me, he specially came from M University's art academy to teach in our grade. He treats his students like his own children. I also like Professor Chen very much.
Wu Jiansen often appeared in archeology, history, and cultural relic appraisal programs. Once he appeared on screen, Professor Chen would definitely show it to us during the last class of the evening self-study session. He even said proudly,"Look, Piao Zhao's father!"
It's precisely because Professor Chen takes care of our class that our class has the fewest cultural studies and homework in the entire grade. What I can't bear to see is that when Professor Chen was 30, his wife and daughter died in a car accident. Since then, he has been single and strangely, he doesn't have any other relatives.
His stepfather, Wu Jiansen, was fifty-three years old. He was tall and thin like a bamboo pole. He had a full beard and shoulder-length wavy hair. He wore bell-bottom pants and a gaudy shirt every day, like a ruffian.
He also liked to wear sunglasses, always had his hands in his pockets, and was cynical. His mantra was " before I died." Just by looking at this guy's appearance and conduct, those who didn't know the inside story would never believe that he was so awesome.
However, what was a huge contrast to his appearance was that he was actually the chief professor of the country's top key university, the living signboard of the history department, the captain of the national archaeological team, and an authority in the field of cultural relics appraisal and historical research during the Warring States Period. Whenever there were holidays or archaeological activities, Wu Jiansen would bring a large group of archaeologists to dig ancient tombs in the name of the country. Protective excavation! I can only say that the only difference between them and tomb raiders is: Tomb robbers were illegal activities, but they were using the country's banner to legally dig ancient tombs.
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