After Setting up Her Own Stall, the Bigshot in Mystic Arts Went Viral Chapter 64

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"Where is the porcelain from the Great Guizhou period?"

"It's true, it really is true!"

"The Daqian period is indeed the most prosperous dynasty in the ancient blue star. At that time, the craftsmanship of kiln firing was so exquisite."

"We still don't know much about the distant history before the Destroyer Era. As a result, this kind of national treasure-level antique was almost submerged."

"There was a hole, but luckily it didn't affect the whole."

"Washed it with water? It's a waste of money! Fortunately, it didn't damage the root."

When Qu Jianer made a rattan swing.

A group of professors who came to Jupiter for investigation, through Lan Xiaonan, know that there are antiques here.

They flocked in haste.

There are different opinions around blue and white porcelain.

Will the reputation of the program group.

Sprinkled in the unpopular historiography circle.

Lan Xiaonan looked at this group of masters who stomped their feet and could shock the history circle three times.

She had to ask someone to pause the live broadcast.

The little assistant said cautiously: "Director Lan, I want to shut it down too, 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 the honor of the program team that they can rush over to help identify..."

The little assistant put the comments in front of Lan Xiaonan.

[Don't close it, don't close it! 】

[We are quiet, but please watch! 】

【what! I seemed to see Cookie's invisible hands slapping the faces of those black fans. 】

[I saw our history professor, it's over, will the fact that I peeked at the live broadcast in class be exposed. 】

[I feel sorry for the previous one, but to be honest, your teacher probably doesn't have time to watch and pay attention to you. 】

[Okay, don't turn it off for the live broadcast, be quiet! 】

[orz, be quiet—]

Netizens in order to be able to watch.

All quiet as chickens.

She is as cute as a primary school student.

Lan Xiaonan watched the strange direction of the live broadcast room.

Thinking of the scenes where I tried hard to manage and couldn't maintain the silence, I felt a burst of angina.

After a long silence.

Lan Xiaonan signaled Assistant Director Feng to follow up.

She walks over to 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 realized that someone had a duck neck in his mouth.

Lan Xiaonan: "..." What the hell? steal!

Qu Jian'er: "..." Damn it, I was discovered~

Hei Dazhu bit the chicken neck: You humans have so many expressions, crunching.

Qu Jian'er moved her body reluctantly, and emphasized again: "Do you have to squeeze together with me? Xiaoqiu was just born, so I can't stand your weight."

Lan Xiaonan's thinking suddenly caught up with Qu Jian'er's brain circuit, she knew it without guessing.

"Xiaoqiu" is a 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, don't dream."

Lan Xiaonan's words of thank you are full of many things.

But seeing that Qu Jian'er was only interested in grabbing the swing with her, she didn't bother to explain.

After the identification of blue and white porcelain is completed.

They came to the back of Qu Jian'er with the silver ball and the racket, and decisively found the two people who were eating fat.

Hearing footsteps, Qu Jian'er quickly stuffed the duck neck vacuum bag into Lan Xiaonan's arms before that.

Finally, take out a tissue and wipe your mouth.

Her movements are smooth and smooth, and she is very calm and composed.

[We are waiting for the appraisal results here in trepidation. 】

[You guys are doing well! 】

[Steal behind our backs! ? 】

[The gods in front are synchronized, so tacit. 】

[It's not a tacit understanding, it's a collective chill, and you need a cookie's duck neck to warm you up. 】

[+1! 】

[+2! 】

When everyone's eyes are shining.

Qu Jian'er straightened her fur collar, and looked at Lan Xiaonan seriously: "If you eat my duck neck, you will be mine. You know what to do next."

The voices of the people were unanimous: Are you playing spy wars here in front of the big guys?

Lan Xiaonan blinked and smiled sweetly: "You can't bribe me with half a bag, you must have more."

Qu Jian'er sighed: "There are no other three bags, they are all harmless jokes."

Lan Xiaonan suppressed a smile and shook her head: "I don't believe it."

;-) People: Hey, let's get this rhyme.

Qu Jian'er half-closed her eyes: "Just tell me, can you bear the blame?"

Lan Xiaonan couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I admit that I encouraged her, everyone, don't blame her, if you want to blame, blame me for stealing the duck's neck behind everyone's back."

;-) Everyone: Just get used to her!

Qu Jian'er ignored the people who were staring at him, she raised her hand, and the **** pillar that had finished licking her claws jumped up and landed on Qu Jian'er's arm lightly.

[What a shameless cookie. 】

[What a good cat. 】

[I want both. 】

[The previous one wants to eat, the cookie and the cat are mine, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy! 】

[Don't digress, see what the professors say. 】

Everyone looked at Qu Jian'er.

The leader is an old man with a face full of ravines, every wrinkle carries the seriousness of the years.

She walked up to Qu Jian'er: "Since Daqian, blue and white porcelain has been produced in every generation, how do you know 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 date of production?"

As soon as the words came out.

The scene was suddenly quiet.

The old man burst into tears: "You know the lines on the bottom, the red pattern is really a word, right?"

Qu Jian'er did not expect that she would make people cry with one sentence, she is the worst at coaxing people.

Just when she frowned.

A younger old man came out, and she signaled Lan Xiaonan to evacuate the crowd: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qian was just too happy and didn't intend to disturb everyone. Thank you for your clarification, can I invite you to sit over there together?"

The live broadcast was forced to be suspended.

But the heat has not decreased but increased.

Straight away from other variety shows.

Soon, Qu Jian'er knew why the old man was crying with joy. Her deceased wife spent her entire life proving that the red seal under the antique was a type of font.

But prejudice can be daunting.

The rumor of "impossible, don't spread nonsense, talk nonsense" has crushed an unknown person~www.mtlnovel.com~ No one can prove that the red seal under the antique is a typeface, and no one will do it for that A senior spoke.

Netizens who randomly typed their own comments did not know that what they said inadvertently caused some archaeologists to discuss history by a large distance.

This old man surnamed Qian is an old-timer in the antique world and also the mother of the Director of the Bureau of Cultural Relics Appraisal.

Teacher Qian thought of his wife who died with regret, and looked outside the house and sighed: "It would be great if my old man could meet you before leaving."

Qu Jian'er didn't know what to say.

She wasn't going to be comforted.

Finally decided to answer with silence.

Teacher Qian wiped away her tears and sentimentality, and looked at Qu Jian'er with a smile: "You can recognize this font, right? Then do you have any important evidence?"

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 in a hurry to see a positive answer.

She could see that Qu Jian'er was unusual.

Not only relying on her rich experience, but also the unusual calmness of the person in front of her.

Because her perennial sternness penetrated deeply into the hearts of the people, even her students felt uncomfortable when they saw her, but Qu Jian'er was indifferent when facing her.

Not formal.

Neither humble nor humble.

There is also alienation between gestures.

Obviously, he didn't want to have too much relationship with them.

This is not disgust, but a way to avoid suspicion, or in other words, a clever way to avoid trouble.

Moreover, Qu Jian'er's temperament is definitely not what she should have at her age.

It was a feeling not to be underestimated.

This further strengthened Teacher Qian's idea of ​​attracting people into the circle. She seemed to see the glorious future of history moving towards the audience's vision, and she couldn't hide her excitement for a while.

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