Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 5 Meeting Zhang Moyan Again

 This question asked most people what they thought at the moment, and the uproar stopped in an instant. People held their breath and waited for Xiao Xingyu to answer.

"I don't know." Xiao Xingyu said, with a clean voice and a low tone.

He thought a little, looked at the stage from a distance, and said in a flat voice: "But this brush wash obviously has traces of imitating secret porcelain. It should be the practice of craftsmen studying secret porcelain at the same time, just like our family has been studying the official kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty. Therefore, its source may be Yue Kiln, Xing Kiln, Shouzhou Kiln, or even from a kiln in a certain place and village that is not well-known."

"I won't take pictures anymore! What's the matter, it turns out to be a secret porcelain!" In the quiet breathing of the room, the rich man who bid 250 million was immediately very indignant and praised Xiao Xingyu: "This expert is so young and promising, with unique vision. I want to thank you. If you didn't appear, I would be the sucker today!"

At this moment, the collector's face turned pale. He was angry, but he couldn't speak, leaving his chest fluctuating violently.

After a while, he clenched his fists and decided in a deep voice: "I announce that Lianhuaxi will withdraw from the auction!"

Xiao Xingyu sighed a long sigh, raised his eyes to the clear and clear celadon on the large screen ahead, his eyes were like a pool of deep water, and his tone was already pressing on Mars.

"I have never agreed to measure the value of porcelain by kilns or categories. Just like this lotus wash, in terms of glaze color, body, and shape, it is not inferior to secret color porcelain, and to some extent it is better than blue than blue. But today, it is likely to lose its value due to the origin issue, which is really a kind of sadness attached to the objects in the world."

The dark shirt reflects the shiny light of the crystal lamp in the venue, Xiao Xingyu's eyebrows, lips, nose, jaw, neck and neck... The lines are like the undulations of mountains, extremely profound.

For some reason, Zhang Moyan felt that Xiao Xingyu looked like an ancient general who had seen all the ups and downs. He felt pity for a beautiful woman who had fallen into the dust and could not help him.

This picture is too timeless, and she can't help but make a fool of herself and almost instinctively set up the camera.

Click!

The flash suddenly exploded, and the power in this atmosphere was no less than a flare.

Oh my god, how could it shine?!

Obviously not before.

Zhang Moyan was confused in capital letters.

The audience's eyes shot at her in seconds, including the figure who was definitely over 1.85 meters ahead, also turned around.

Large-scale society dies, but that's it.

Zhang Moyan complained in her heart, her limbs were stiff, she held the camera and forgot to let go.

Perhaps it was an accident that there were reporters present. Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan in surprise, and his penetrating eyes passed through the eyepiece of the instrument, which made Zhang Moyan's heart tremble.

"Well, we are the reporters leading the media's 'First News' and are invited by the auction company to be the news editor." Jin Xueyang reacted first and quickly pressed Zhang Moyan with his hand holding the camera.

"I can't bear to give up." Zhang Moyan said it simply, raising his hand and handing him the camera directly, meaning that he would work on his own.

The general manager looked at Zhang Moyan and took the camera, lowered his head and pressed to play it back by himself. He flipped over the content one by one, raised his head and looked at Zhang Moyan incredibly, and continued to flip.

Jin Xueyang came over to look curiously, and saw that the camera was full of photos of Xiao Xingyu!

He was surprised, then pressed the corner of his mouth and gave Zhang Moyan a "understood" look.

"It seems that there are several media outlets in the outdoor field." Zhang Moyan spoke coldly.

The general manager subconsciously glanced at the direction of the door, felt that she had something to say, and asked with caution: "What do you want to say?"

"The results of the auction must always be made public. The transaction rate of antique auctions is generally 45%. It is normal for collections to fail to sell," Zhang Moyan deliberately paused and said: "We are just doing news reports, but if we change to other companies, I can't guarantee it."

With eyes surrounded, Zhang Mo stood in a pavilion, wearing a Hong Kong-style casual professional outfit, long hair shawls, fair skin and clear voice.

Jin Xueyang hugged his arms, silently "wowed" and scanned Zhang Moyan's whole body from top to bottom.

Mr. Liu had already understood and nodded to the general manager of the auction house: "The publicity before this spring auction is very popular, and with the spirit of starting and ending well, there should be a conclusion when it ends. Instead of letting other media dig deeper and making a fuss, it is better to leave it to us to deal with it."

The general manager of the auction company held the camera in his hand, and was confused and confused: "What do you want to deal with it?"

At this time, Zhang Moyan stretched out his arm and extended a well-typed mobile phone to Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu took a look, smiled, and handed it to the general manager of the auction company: "The industry is concerned about things that need to be briefly mentioned, but to attract attention to the brand of 'Baoda Auction' and expanding its popularity is the key, right?"

The latter took the phone suspiciously and looked down and saw such text:

[Baoda Spring Auction ended, with a transaction rate of up to 88%. The lotus flower in the Qing Palace was unfortunately unsuccessful. #Porcelain Door God Yan# Xiao Xingyu appeared as the biggest highlight. @Baoda Auction@First News...] Below, follow the nine Xiao Xingyu's vision, close-up, full body, sideways and close-ups, each one is so handsome.

A great move to surround Wei and save Zhao!

The general manager of the auction company stood there in shock, and then said with a big mouth.

"This is OK!"

As if he had foreseeed the effect after the report was released, he immediately returned the phone and camera to Zhang Moyan with both hands.

***The author has something to say***
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next