Abnormal Biology Institute

There was no abnormality in the following journey, except that Xia Jiaoyang clearly remembered that he was sitting when he slept, and when he woke up, he found that he was lying flat on Shi Qi's lap, and even raised one leg arrogantly .

Xia Jiaoyang put his legs down silently, and cleared his throat in embarrassment: "It's almost there, isn't it?"

Shi Qi had never been to a museum, so he didn't know how far away he was, but seeing that the estimated time was coming soon, he nodded and replied, "It should be almost here."

Xia Jiaoyang sat up in embarrassment, sitting upright like a primary school student.

Soon they arrived in front of the museum. This strange stone statue, like a real quiet exhibit, stood silently in the middle of the carriage.

Mr. Shang had already waited for them at the door in advance. Shi Qi still remembered that the last time he saw him, he looked very perfunctory, as if he didn't want to talk to Xia Jiaoyang for a second.

but now……

With a sincere smile on his face, Mr. Shang took a step forward, held Xia Jiaoyang's hand tightly with both hands, and shook it vigorously: "Comrade, thank you for your hard work!"

Xia Jiaoyang glanced at him with a half-smile: "This is a big change in attitude. You were so perfunctory when I asked you to show our new friend the last time."

"This kind of secret must not be revealed." Mr. Shang smiled unchanged, and directed the staff to carry the stone statue into the museum. Two people in the lead team said, "Do you want to go in and have a sit? Now I can take a closer look for you. Huh, it seems that there was a young man who wasn't there back then?"

When Lin Beishuang was mentioned, the smile on Xia Jiaoyang's face froze slightly, he shook his head slightly, and said vaguely: "It's a long story."

"You don't need to read it now, I don't know who Shiqi is?"

He pushed Mr. Shang, and hooked his shoulder with a very familiar look: "But I heard that you have some good tea, take it out and entertain me."

"You still know how to drink tea?" Mr. Shang was a little surprised.

"Of course I don't understand." Xia Jiaoyang replied confidently, "But I always feel that you have to bleed a little."

Mr. Shang was dumbfounded, and he shook his head slightly: "Well, you can drink as much as you want. It's just that I have to go and appraise the stone statue just delivered. I can't make tea for you personally. I will let Xiaoyan treat you .”

The Xiaoyan in his mouth is another well-known figure in the museum—curator Yan Huinan, who is also Mr. Shang's object.

Xia Jiaoyang still feels that curator Yan asked Mr. Shang to work in the museum. Apart from the high-sounding reason that his ability is really suitable for this place, there must be many personal reasons mixed in.

In his eyes, Mr. Shang was not sent to work at all, but to marry.

Curator Yan is not the same as the director. He is a young man in his early twenties, but he is wearing a long black gown with dark patterns, has medium-length hair, and a gold-rimmed single-sided glasses. Like the cast and crew of some ancient film set.

"Hey, long time no see, Director Yan." Xia Jiaoyang patted him on the shoulder very familiarly, and joked a few words casually, "When Mr. Shang was still in the research institute, you wished you could contact him eight hundred times a day. Now that you have kidnapped Mr. Shang to this place, have you changed your face?"

"Tsk." Curator Yan didn't seem as good-tempered as Mr. Shang, he reached out and picked his ears, "It sounds weird, very sour."

"After so many years, are you still single?"

"Hiss—" Xia Jiaoyang rolled up his sleeves with an unfriendly gaze, "What are you talking about? I told you that I'm single because I don't want to look for one. As long as I think about it, I can find someone right away!"

"Oh, is that so?" Curator Yan pushed his glasses uninterestedly, and smiled mockingly, "I don't believe it."

"If you have the ability, you can show me a stand-up show right now?"

"Cough." Shi Qi cleared his throat.

In fact, if necessary, he can cooperate.

Xia Jiaoyang obviously didn't intend to get entangled in this issue, he sat down in the living room carelessly: "The director asked me to remind you by the way, be careful of crying faces."

"The Crying Man." Curator Yan read the name thoughtfully, "I will pay attention, I heard that they have caused you a lot of trouble."

"That's not true." Xia Jiaoyang shook his head sadly.

Just as he was about to open the chat gate, Curator Yan raised his hand: "Ah, I hope you don't misunderstand, I just asked casually, and I didn't mean to listen to your story."

Xia Jiaoyang's words stuck in his throat, and he almost choked.

Shi Qi stretched out his hand to smooth the air for him, and gave curator Yan a meaningful look.

Xia Jiaoyang came back to his senses, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Hey, Shi Qi, you can't do this, although this guy has a bad temper and a bad temper, I don't know how he has the ability to coax our Mr. Shang into his hands." , but we can't threaten people with our eyes, after all, he is just an ordinary person."

Only then did Shi Qi retract his gaze.

Curator Yan wasn't afraid at all, he laughed: "How did you coax? At first, I must have put on airs, you don't know how hard it was for me to pretend to be a good person, but now I'm fine, anyway, I'm an old man, He is also used to my virtue."

Xia Jiaoyang frowned subtly, and said awkwardly: "Aren't you the innocent Mr. Shang who deceived us?"

"What is cheating? It's embellishment." Curator Yan didn't intend to pour tea for them at all. He held a teapot by himself, skimmed off the foam with the lid, and took a sip. Don't try hard to make a good impression on people?"

Xia Jiaoyang was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Shi Qi without a trace.

Unexpectedly, Seventeen Pages was just peeking at him, the eyes of the two met, and they separated quickly.

Curator Yan was about to laugh at them, when he suddenly heard footsteps approaching, he immediately put on a false smile, picked up the teapot and asked: "You guys are not used to drinking tea, but it's bitter, I'll pour it for you." Order some boiled water!"

Then, he took out two teacups and poured water for them.

Mr. Shang had already come close, and he looked at Curator Yan with some amusement: "You only pour water for people now, are you reluctant to part with my tea leaves?"

"He just can't bear to be a cheapskate, and he's not your tea!" Xia Jiaoyang immediately complained.

Mr. Shang obviously knew what kind of virtue Curator Yan was, and he didn't refute, but just shook his head helplessly.

Curator Yan said indignantly: "If you drink my tea, you can drink it, and Xiaoshang's can't be spoiled by you!"

"It's good to give you saliva to drink. I don't like to go to the vending machine at the entrance of the hall by myself."

Mr. Shang sat next to Curator Yan: "I'll come to the bar for you."

"No need." Xia Jiaoyang stopped him, "We don't really want to drink tea, we just want to make fun of him. Tell us what's going on with that stone statue, and we'll leave after listening."

Curator Yan looked at Mr. Shang, and he was much more serious when talking about his work: "Did you name it?"

"Yeah." Mr. Shang nodded slightly, "I call it—an honest choice."

Xia Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows.

Speaking of his professional knowledge, Mr. Shang talked eloquently: "This stone statue has obvious symbolic meaning, and it should be the spirit of honesty believed by people in a certain era. Its status seems not as lofty as that of gods, but there are also some follower."

"Its hands up and down symbolize two different choices, while the mouth symbol symbolizes honesty."

"In those days, its believers believed that anyone who lied before it would be cursed. In fact, they would draw a symbol of honesty with honey on the mouth of the liar, and then drive him near the hive .”

"Wow." Xia Jiaoyang touched his mouth feelingly.

Mr. Shang showed a satisfied smile. : "This is really a very interesting stone statue. It is said that more stone statues like this were found in that ancient tomb, but only this one is somewhat abnormal."

"It will make people choose, if you lie in front of him, you will be cursed, and the same honesty symbol as him appears on the mouth, which is a warning."

"In addition, if you answer his question honestly, as a reward, you can also ask it a question, and the honest spirit will definitely tell the truth."

Curator Yan took a sip of tea: "You two don't have anything on your lips, it looks like there's nothing wrong with it, let's go now."

Xia Jiaoyang suddenly became interested: "Can I try again? I suddenly became curious again!"

Curator Yan was about to refuse, but Mr. Shang pressed his hand, and he rarely looked so excited: "If you are willing, that would be great, I just need to observe samples for experiments!"

"I've already answered a question for him before - if that answer counts, let me ask it first." Shi Qi looked at Xia Jiaoyang and stood up first.

Xia Jiaoyang was a little surprised, because he usually didn't look like a very curious person.

Mr. Shang didn't notice the interaction between them, he stood up and led the way: "Please come with me, the stone statue is in the room."

Xia Jiaoyang had just taken two steps, then turned around and made a point of showing his face in front of Director Yan, and said with a smile: "Director Yan, we won't drink tea, but we plan to talk to your partner specially. You don't mind being alone for a while."

"Someone is rushing to be him as a guinea pig, what do I care about?" Curator Yan sneered, looking like he didn't care at all, but he stood up after saying so, "Besides Now, this is my museum, is there any place I can't go to! I'll go too!"

"No." Mr. Shang refused with a straight face.

Curator Yan was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't expect to be rejected.

Mr. Shang looked serious: "You are an ordinary person, it's better to keep your distance when facing this kind of thing."

"Go back to Nan, all right, wait for me outside, just for a while."

"Tsk." Xia Jiaoyang rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, leaned over and said to Shi Qi, "It's not that bad, it's too gross."

Shi Qi let out a muffled laugh, and asked, "Mr. Xia, have you decided what question you want to ask?"

The author has something to say: I've been a little busy recently, so I can only do it on the third day... Ah, I don't know if I will be free on the eleventh day, the rabbit is crying

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