"What? One billion! Hiss! The old man's calligraphy and paintings are so valuable? Poverty limits my imagination!"

boom!

It exploded!

Hearing the amount of one billion, the entire live broadcast room was completely in full swing, and the fans in the live broadcast room were in full swing.

Not only them, but even Chen Xiang, who was staring at the live broadcast room, had his eyes trembling with horror, and his mind was blank.

"Oh my God, are the words great-grandfather so valuable?"

Chen Xiang was extremely surprised, took a deep breath, and then continued to watch the live broadcast room.

There were fans in the live broadcast room that seemed to be very informed and continued.

"Although the bid is quite high, the chef from Juxianlou is indifferent at all and has no intention of selling it."

As soon as this sentence was released, many fans in the live broadcast room were confused.

"Good guy, I won't sell it for one billion. Is this chef so stupid? If it were me, I would definitely sell it."

"I think it's good not to sell it. After all, it was written by the old man. Although a new plaque was printed, the original manuscript has a very meaningful meaning."

"Yes, if it were me, I would frame the original manuscript, hang it at home, and treasure it."

...

For a time, the fans in the live broadcast room were divided into two factions and the debate was very enjoyable.

"Hey, hey, babies, can you stop arguing? Listen to me, this is my live broadcast room, not a debate conference. To ease the atmosphere, why don't I dance for everyone?"

Seeing the fans in the live broadcast room being quarreled and tending to be scolded, Chen Xiang seized the opportunity and hurriedly spoke and controlled the scene to ease the intense atmosphere in the live broadcast room.

"No, no, don't jump on the anchor, I'm afraid."

"Anchor, please don't dance, don't open your voice. Listen to me to say thank you, because you have warmed up all seasons..."

"Hahaha, how can you send a voice call from the water friend upstairs? I actually started singing along./Dog Head."

"You guys are so idle. Does one billion have anything to do with you? We should pay more attention to the old man."

"That's right, Xiangbao, why don't you hold a lottery in the live broadcast room and give the prizes the old man's handwriting, and you can write whatever you want./Wife"

"Damn it, the water friend upstairs has a good idea. Since the words written by the old man himself are so valuable, if anyone wins the prize, wouldn't it be developed?"

...

Chen Xiang looked at these barrage, laughed and cried, and these fans could really think of it.

"That won't be true. My great-grandfather is old and has poor health. It's very energy-consuming to let him write."

As soon as this sentence was released, fans in the live broadcast room complained very much.

"The anchor is so stingy."

"That's right, anchor, you are now rich women worth 100 million yuan. Hum? What's the sound? I seemed to hear "Compendium of Materia Medica", and the movement cells in my body suddenly became active."

"No, no, don't let me hear this song. I've been practicing in Liu Hong's live broadcast room these days, and it's sore, my muscles are sore, my thigh muscles are strained, and I walk like a duck."

"Damn it, look, the old man is actually practicing shuttlecock fucking too."

"Oh my God, the old man's movements are more standard than Liu Hong. Anchor, is this what you said about the old man's health? "

...

The ancestor Chen Nan appeared in front of the camera, which shocked the fans in the live broadcast room for a moment.

Chen Xiang looked back and saw that her ancestor was dancing very vigorously, the corners of her eyes twitched. The words she said to her fans just now were slapping herself in the face.

"Great-grandfather, can you give me some face?" Chen Xiang couldn't laugh or cry.

Chen Nan's face was rosy and gasping. To be honest, he never felt that he was old, but during this period he followed Liu Hong to jump shuttlecock and fucked, and he found that he was really old.

This old bone is really useless.

If you want an opportunity, hurry up and go to the Taoist temple outside the suburbs of the imperial capital.

He saw a body refining technique in the Taoist temple back then.

"Nine Death Xuantian Gong".

At that time, I thought martial arts practice was too troublesome, and I had to temper my body and refine my bones. If I failed to refine my body, I could only stop and just take a shortcut and become a spiritual practitioner.

But what he never expected was that he had been in seclusion for a hundred years and eventually failed to survive the tribulation at the top of Mount Tai.

Now that my deadline is approaching, since the path of spiritual cultivation cannot work, I have to find another path of martial arts cultivation.

Although there are only a few months left, this is also a life-threatening struggle.

Wealth and honor are in danger, what if it succeeds?

Even if he fails, even if he dies on the top of Mount Tai, he will never have any regrets in his life.

"What kind of face is it? Do you need face to exercise? Good grandson, come and dance with me. You see, you are fat now."

Chen Nan's ruthless complaint made Chen Xiang's forehead extremely depressed.

Now that I'm better, I'm gone.

But the fans in the live broadcast room laughed and only thought the old man was very funny.

"Hahaha, I'm so funny. The old man complained, but he really didn't have any affection."

"So too, my grandma. Every time I want to do something, she will pour cold water on me, complain about me in all kinds of ways, and I can't refute what I say."

"I just like to hear this old man speak, but it sounds nice."

...

Chen Xiang was so amused that he wouldn't have talked too much if he had known it. "Old ancestor, many people are watching here. You can at least give me some face."

"Nonsense, where are there people? It's clear that there are only a few people in our room. If someone peeks at me, I will find it right away." A glimmer flashed in Chen Nan's eyes, and the aura around him changed significantly.

Chen Xiang shook his head helplessly and explained: "I mean everyone in the live broadcast room is watching."

"Oh, that's it, good grandson, you're still broadcasting live." Chen Nan leaned over to the computer screen.

He was very close to the camera, and the fans in the live broadcast room still haven't watched his ancestors so close for a long time.

For a moment, the fans cheered completely.

"Ahhhhh, the old man is so handsome."

"Damn, why do I feel that the old man is young again? Is this just rejuvenation?"

"My God, look at this old man up close. Although his skin has wrinkles, it is white and red. The elegant temperament on the old man's body, I think he is a cultivator."

At this moment, not only was the barrage boiling, but even the gifts in the live broadcast room were frantically blowing.

What are rockets, planes, cruise ships...one after another, the screen is full of gift effects.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiang was so sad.

When I was live streaming, fans were just chatting and occasionally gave gifts, such as roses and lollipops.

But in just a few dozen seconds, the ancestors appeared in front of the camera and all kinds of expensive gifts were frantically brushed.

She really doubted whether these fans came to see her or were for the ancestors.

"Okay, good grandson, I won't disturb you on the live broadcast. Xiao Huang invited me to the gym to exercise this afternoon. It's getting late, so I should go and wash and clean up."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Nan put his hands behind his back and stepped out of the study.

But when Chen Xiang heard his ancestor talk about this, his face twitched. What a guy, his ancestor is becoming more and more fashionable now.

He actually has to go to the gym.

And it was invited by Master Huang San.
Chapter completed!