After the master of metaphysics set up a stall in the interstellar world, she exploded Chapter 64: Stealing the duck's neck, attracting the attention of the masters
Chapter 64: Stealing the duck's neck, attracting the attention of the masters
"Where can I find porcelain from the Daqian period?"
"It's true, it's true!"
"The Great Guizhou Period was indeed the most prosperous dynasty in Ancient Blue Star. The kiln-firing craftsmanship at that time was so exquisite."
"We still know very little about the distant history before the Age of Destruction. As a result, this kind of national treasure-level antique was almost submerged."
"It's a big hole, but luckily it doesn't affect the whole thing."
"You actually washed it with water? What a waste! Fortunately, there was no damage at all."
When Qu Jian'er made the rattan swing.
A group of professors who came to Jupiter to investigate found out through Lan Xiaonan that there were antiques here.
They swarmed in haste.
There are many different opinions surrounding blue and white porcelain.
The reputation of the program group.
Spread in unpopular historical circles.
Lan Xiaonan looked at this group of stomping figures who would shock the history circle.
She had no choice but to ask someone to pause the live broadcast.
The assistant said cautiously: "Director Lan, I also want to turn it off, but the audience won't let me."
Lan Xiaonan said seriously: "It doesn't matter what they say, most of these teachers don't like to be on camera. It's an honor of the program team that they can come over to help with the identification..."
The assistant put the comments in front of Lan Xiaonan.
【Don't turn it off, don't turn it off!!!】
【We are quiet, but please watch!】
[Ah! I seemed to see Cookie’s invisible hand slapping those black-pink faces.]
[I saw our history professor. It’s over. Is it going to be exposed that I watched the live broadcast in class? 】
[I feel sorry for the previous one, but to be honest, your teacher probably doesn’t have time to pay attention to you. 】
[Okay, let’s not turn it off for the live broadcast, be quiet!]
【orz, quiet——】
Netizens gathered to watch.
Everything is as quiet as a chicken.
He is as well-behaved as a primary school student.
Lan Xiaonan looked at the strange direction in the live broadcast room.
Thinking of the scenes where I can't maintain silence even though I try hard to manage, I feel a pectoris.
After a long silence.
Lan Xiaonan signaled Assistant Director Feng to follow up.
She walked towards someone on the swing.
Lan Xiaonan originally thought that Qu Jian'er didn't like the excitement, so she hid under the tree where it was difficult for others to notice.
When I got closer, I noticed someone had a duck neck in his mouth.
Lan Xiaonan: "..." Damn it? Stealing it!
Qu Jian'er: "..." Damn it, I was discovered~
Hei Dazhu bit the chicken neck: You humans have so many expressions, crunchy.
Qu Jian'er reluctantly moved her body and emphasized again: "Do you have to squeeze in with me? Xiaoqiu has just been born and cannot bear the weight of you and me."
Lan Xiaonan's thinking suddenly caught up with Qu Jian'er's brain circuit, and she knew it without guessing.
"Xiaoqiu" is the swing under their buttocks.
Lan Xiaonan sighed and said sincerely: "Thank you."
Qu Jian'er pretended to smile evilly: "You think that if you thank me, I will give it to you. Stop dreaming."
Lan Xiaonan’s words of thanks are full of meaning.
But when she saw that Qu Jian'er was only focused on fighting for the swing with her, she didn't bother to explain.
After the appraisal of blue and white porcelain is completed.
Together with the silver ball and the racket, everyone came to the back of Qu Jian'er and decisively discovered the two people who were eating a lot of food.
Hearing the footsteps, Qu Jian'er quickly stuffed the duck neck vacuum bag into Lan Xiaonan's arms.
Finally, take out a tissue and wipe your mouth.
Her movements were smooth and smooth, and she was very calm and composed.
【We are waiting here with trembling fear for the identification results.】
【Good luck to you!】
【Eating behind our backs!?】
[The people in the front are so in sync with each other, they have such a tacit understanding.]
[It’s not a tacit understanding, it’s a collective feeling of chilling, and we need a cookie to warm it up.]
【1!】
【2!】
【……】
When everyone's eyes are shining.
Qu Jian'er straightened his fur collar and looked at Lan Xiaonan seriously: "If you eat my duck neck, you are mine. You know what to do next."
It's rare for everyone to have the same voice: Why are you playing spy here in front of the big guys?
Lan Xiaonan blinked and showed a sweet smile: "You can't bribe me with half a bag, you must still have it."
Qu Jian'er sighed: "There are no other three packages, they are just harmless jokes."
Lan Xiaonan smiled and shook her head: "I don't believe it."
;-) Crowd: Hey, this rhymes.
Qu Jianer half-squinted his eyes: "Just tell me, will you bear the blame?"
Lan Xiaonan couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I admit that I encouraged her. Don't blame her. If you want to blame me, blame me for eating the duck neck behind everyone's back."
;-) Everyone: Just spoil her!
Qu Jian'er ignored the people who were staring at her. She raised her hand, and the big black pillar that had finished licking her claws jumped up and landed on Qu Jian'er's arm so lightly.
【What a shameless cookie.】
【What a good cat.】
【Want both.】
[I want to eat it, the cookies and the cat are mine, I’m not crazy, I’m not crazy!]
[Don’t go off topic, let’s see what the professors say.]
Everyone looked at Qu Jian'er.
The leader is an old man with a face full of grooves, and every wrinkle carries the seriousness of time.
She walked up to Qu Jian'er and said, "Since Daqian, blue and white porcelain has been available in every generation. How do you tell its age?"
Qu Jian'er said casually: "It's written on the seal at the bottom. Don't you rely on this to identify the production date?"
As soon as these words came out.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
The old man burst into tears: "You know the lines underneath. The red patterns are indeed words, right?"
Qu Jian'er didn't expect that her words would make people cry. She was the worst at coaxing people.
Just as she frowned.
A slightly younger old man came out and signaled Lan Xiaonan to evacuate the crowd: "Sorry, Teacher Qian is just too happy and has no intention of disturbing everyone. Thank you for clarifying your doubts. Can you please go sit over there with me?"
The live broadcast was still forced to pause.
But the heat is increasing instead of decreasing.
It has always put other variety shows at bay.
Soon, Qu Jianer knew why the old man was crying with joy. Her deceased husband spent his whole life proving that the red seal under the antique was a font.
However, prejudice is scary.
The rumor "It's impossible, don't spread nonsense and talk nonsense" crushed a person who was not yet famous.
No one can prove that the red seal under the antique is a type of font, so no one can speak for that senior.
Netizens who casually typed out their remarks did not know that their inadvertent words had greatly distanced some archaeologists from discussing history.
This old man named Qian is a veteran in the antique world and the mother of the director of the Cultural Relics Appraisal Bureau.
Teacher Qian thought of his wife who regretted his death, looked outside the room and sighed: "It would be great if my old man could meet you before he left."
Qu Jian'er didn't know what to say.
She didn't know how to comfort in the first place.
Finally decided to answer with silence.
Teacher Qian wiped away her tears and sentimentality. She smiled and looked at Qu Jian'er: "Can you recognize this font? Do you have any important basis?"
Qu Jian'er was silent again. She didn't know how the world would judge a font.
Teacher Qian thought that Qu Jian'er had concerns, and she was not anxious to see a definite answer.
She could tell that Qu Jian'er was unusual.
What she relies on is not only her rich experience, but also the unusual calmness of the person in front of her.
Because her sternness is deeply rooted in people's hearts, even her students will feel uncomfortable when they see her, but Qu Jian'er is indifferent to her.
No formality.
Not humble or humble.
There is also alienation in every gesture.
Obviously he doesn't want to have too much to do with them.
This is not a dislike, but a way to avoid suspicion, or in other words, a smart way to avoid trouble.
Moreover, the temperament exuded by Qu Jian'er is definitely not what she should have at her age.
That's a feeling that shouldn't be underestimated.
This further strengthened Teacher Qian’s idea of bringing people into the circle. She seemed to see history moving towards a glorious future that the audience could see, and she couldn’t hide her excitement for a moment.
