My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 305

Chapter 305 Sister Lan, a walking historical treasure! 【1 update】

　　 is a girl who walked in from the back door, holding a broom in her left hand.

She looked worried when she saw Ye Turnlan's actions. Without saying anything, she stretched out a hand to pull Ye Turnlan's hair.

“Wow!” Qingyun Pei was shocked, “Your Highness, be careful!”

With her ability to turn the tide at night, how could it be possible for others to really get close to her?

She only moved her steps slightly to the right to avoid the hand.

The girl obviously didn't expect that she would be thrown into the air. She had no time to retract her momentum, and her whole body was pressed against the glass cabinet.

The writing brush was just shaken into the air.

　　The director's eyes widened and he stood there without daring to move.

This is the interior of the library. Every collection in the glass cabinet is a cultural relic passed down from ancient times and has extremely high historical and artistic value.

If it is destroyed like this, money is a small matter, but culture is a big thing!

The girl's body also froze, and her expression changed drastically.

Ye Wanlan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and her fingers moved slightly while she was calm.

An airflow generated out of thin air surged up, and the brush that was about to fall to the ground was carried back to the pen holder by this airflow.

The scene was completely silent.

The director's eyes widened even more, unable to believe what he saw.

Why did the brush bounce back in a weird arc?

This is against the principle of gravity!

The girl then stood up while holding on to the edge of the glass cabinet.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that the brush was intact. Then, her eyes sternly glanced at Ye Banlan: "Speak! Who told you to touch it? Did you know that you almost destroyed an antique?"

Ye Wanlan slowly raised his eyes, his eyes very light: "What are you calling?"

"What am I calling?" the girl said angrily, "I agreed to let you record the show here, but I didn't allow you to touch my things! I'm lucky this time, nothing happened. If something did happen, you wouldn't be able to compensate even if you lose everything. !”

Qing Yunpei was so angry that she yelled: "Don't say that our princess just looked at it, so what if she touched it? It was originally hers!"

Jade Luan Hairpin was still worried: "Fortunately, I was picked up by Her Highness the Princess after I saw the light of day again. Otherwise, if I were taken away by someone else, wouldn't I be said to be someone else's private property?"

"Help Miss, help Miss calm down." The director came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward, "We have no intention of touching the cultural relics here. Miss Ye just took a look at it. I testify that she didn't even reach out."

"That's because I stopped it in time. If I hadn't appeared, I think you would have taken the things here as your own." Fu Qiao said coldly, "You don't have to shoot here anymore. Get out of here and don't let me see it again." to you."

"Oh, Miss Fu, things are really not what you think." The director had to plead in a low voice, "We will record the show here, and we guarantee that no antiques will be touched or damaged. It is all for China. History can be carried forward.”

“What a shameless statement!” the girl snorted coldly, “If it were really you people who are seeking fame and reputation who studied history, wouldn't history have been objectified long ago?”

These words made Professor Shen and Professor Li change their expressions slightly.

They have not sought fame or wealth in their lives, but have devoted all their time to archaeology, yet they are said to be people who are just seeking fame and reputation?

When the director heard this, he broke out in cold sweat: "Miss Fu, you can't say such things. The two guests we invited are professors from the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau. They-"

“I don't care who you are?” Fu Qiao snapped, “Get out of here quickly, or I'll expose your malicious destruction of cultural relics on the Internet!”

With such a bad attitude, if it were not for the sake of the program, the director would never say another word to Fujo.

He still wanted to save him, so he had to continue: "Miss Fuqiao, we-"

“Get out of here!” Fu Qiao said reluctantly, “Our library doesn't need to be on the big screen. There are already a lot of tourists here, so we don't need you to continue to promote it!”

The director didn't expect Fu Qiao to have such a bad temper. He frowned, and when he was about to say something, Ye Banglan held his shoulder: "Let's go, the things here are very ordinary, there is nothing to shoot." Hearing this sentence The director turned his head in surprise.

Fu Qiao was even more angry. Her tone was cold: "There's nothing to take pictures of? Do you know what this is?"

"The yanghao brush from the Tianqi period was dated between 1560 and 1570 in the Chinese calendar. The craftsmanship was produced in the Jiangnan area." Ye Banglan said lightly, "Next to it is the purple hair brush from the Qianhe period, which was dated to 1700 in the Chinese calendar. The craftsmanship is The place of production is Fengyuan, they are ordinary pens, and the craftsmanship is not exquisite. "

Tianqi is the reign name of Ning Taizu, the founding emperor of the Ning Dynasty, and Qianhe is the reign name of Ning Zhaozong, the father of Princess Yongning.

These two eras are also known as the two strongest periods of the Ning Dynasty.

Fu Qiao's voice stopped suddenly.

Her face felt like she had been slapped out of thin air, it was burning and painful.

"Can we tell the exact age of the Zihao Brush from Turning the Tide?" Professor Shen was a little surprised. "The Zihao Brush should indeed be produced during the Qianhe period, but it is impossible to tell whether it is the early or late period."

The night is turning and the eyelashes are lowered.

After all, that was the era she had lived in, so how could she not know?

Fu Qiao did not soften her attitude because Ye Wanlan recognized the age of the two pens. On the contrary, she only felt more and more angry.

She gritted her teeth and watched as Ye Turnan walked out and then stopped in front of the stone table for a few seconds.

"What else are you looking at?" Fu Qiao said angrily, "That's the end of the ancient world, do you understand? You don't have to say anything, there's no way I'm going to let you continue filming here."

Ye turned around and his eyes finally fell on her, with two very cool words: "Shut up."

At this moment, Fu Qiao felt as if his throat was being strangled, and breathing became difficult for an instant.

It wasn't until the crew followed Ye Turning away that her lungs regained air.

"Hey, Miss Qiao, why are you quarreling with the show crew again?" The middle-aged man walked over from the other side and sighed, "This is a filming approved by your grandfather, and this show is different from other crews. , have already entered the international stage.”

"Grandpa loves me the most. He won't refuse anything I say." Fu Qiao didn't care at all. "I just hate how they are condescending. I'm going to practice calligraphy. It's time for the calligraphy competition soon."

The middle-aged man also watched Fu Qiao grow up and knew that she was very willful, so he could only nod his head and let her go.

Outside, the warm sun is shining and a gentle breeze is blowing.

The weather in November has gradually turned cooler, and Fengyuan is in the northern part of China, so the chill is even heavier.

The people in the program team looked at each other, a little confused.

They didn't even know what treasonous thing they had done to make the young master of the library so angry.

"Oh, no wonder no crew has been able to stay here for more than half a day." The director clapped his hands and sighed, "This Miss Fuqiao's temper is really too great, and she gets angry out of nowhere. Who can bear it? "

Last year, a crew needed to film a literary drama in the Library.

Originally, he said it well at the beginning, but I don't know what he did in the process, which triggered Fu Qiao's fault, and he was kicked out of the library directly.

The crew lobbied for a long time without success and had no choice but to give up.

The director originally wanted to film the origin of Chinese calligraphy and various calligraphy equipment here, but now it seems that it may not be possible.

"Well, fortunately, before I came here, I heard that this Miss Fu Qiao has an eccentric temperament and is moody, so she prepared Plan B in advance." The director shook his head and quickly regained his energy, "It just so happened that we Let's go to other places to take pictures first, and then we can take pictures of the library later.”

"Director, that young lady just now was more than just moody? That was simply unreasonable." Xu Qingyu was very dissatisfied, "I clearly didn't mess with her, but she kept attacking her again and again, and those who didn't know thought that the cultural relics in the library were all gone. It's hers."

The director sighed: "People who live in the library don't pay much attention to external affairs. This time, I was surprised that they would take the initiative to contact us for filming."

Unfortunately, it failed in the end.

"Director, what's the point of filming The Library?" Ye Banlan smiled faintly, "I think what you really want to film is Fuguang. Many of her poems have been lost in the long river of history. So, why not film Fuguang's new poems? In this world?"

　　The director jumped up suddenly: "What did you say?!"

Good morning~~

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