"Lin Mo, thirty yuan. If you don't pay it tomorrow, don't even think about passing through this alley."
Before that day, he was a loser who could be stepped on by anyone in Jiangcheng No. 3 Middle School. With only twelve and a half dollars left in my pocket, I could only endure being blackmailed and humiliated.
After that day - he opened his eyes.
Whether there is jade in the stone, whether there is a lie in the human heart, what is hidden under the city... He can see through it with just one glance.
A piece of scrap worth 10 yuan can cut out 300,000 yuan of ice Yanglu. A scumbag became a god, he gambled on stones and became a god, he appraised treasures and became a god - that young man who had been stepped on for eighteen years stood on everyone's head step by step.
But he didn't expect that his eyes would have been stared at by another group of "visible" people.
And on the back of the old jade pendant left by grandpa, there are two words engraved on it, which hide a bigger secret than these eyes.
