Poison Tongue System: Host, your head is a little green

Chapter 216 Live Appreciation

Early the next morning.

As soon as Qiao Zhen got up, he heard a bustling bustle outside the door, which seemed very lively.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the room.

"Girl, what's going on outside, why is it so noisy?" Qiao Zhen looked at Lin Beibei.

Lin Beibei rolled her eyes: "Just got up now, like a pig!"

"Did you forget that you are going to live broadcast globally today? Jianbao, you stupid uncle, the atmosphere is so tense now, can you pick up your IQ, don't be stupid?"

Qiao Zhen rolled his eyes: "I just asked you what's going on outside, do you need to hurt me so early in the morning?"

"Tsk, I'm worried about you!" Lin Beibei said, "The fate of the Pei family is in your hands. I really don't know what kind of tragedy it is!"

"Too lazy to tell you!" Qiao Zhen waved his hand and walked to the front bunk.

This girl's mouth is as poisonous as that of the Poison Tongue Lord. If she bickers with him, who knows if she will be pissed to death next time?

As soon as Qiao Zhen stepped into the front berth, Pei Xiu and Lao Chaofeng immediately came to greet him.

Pei Xiu said nervously: "They...they're all here, and they're just sitting there!"

Qiao Zhen looked along where Pei Xiu pointed.

The three old men gathered around the coffee table in the living room. The three of them seemed to be talking about something, and they glanced at Qiao Zhen from time to time, with mockery and disdain in their eyes.

Through Pei Xiu's introduction, he knew that the leader was the vice president of the National Association, and the other two were also Taishan Beidou who had some ability in ancient calligraphy and painting. They were all invited by those first-level national museums. They all stand on the opposite side, thinking that this "Luo Shen Fu Picture" is fake.

"Asshole, how sure are you?"

Pei Xiu was a little nervous.

After she introduced these people, her face became even more worried.

Today's live broadcast is a way to live broadcast the environment of the entire store, centering on "Luo Shen Fu Tu" for debate and defense.

Of course, in order to verify the authenticity of the defenses of both parties, several state-level treasure appraisers were invited as judges this time.

In addition to these people, the onlookers outside the door count as one, either top appraisers, or famous collectors, and of course... There are also some self-media who come to catch the heat.

"There are so many people here today, if you put on such a cowardly attitude, if you spread the word in the future, you will definitely make people laugh!"

Qiao Zhen turned around, straightened Pei Xiu's collar, and said with a soft smile, "Don't worry, it's just a few old guys, no problem!"

Pei Xiu was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled in relief.

The next moment, Qiao Zhen pulled a chair and sat down in the middle of the main hall.

The three old men looked over suspiciously, and they all frowned.

"Hmph, this kid is really a bit arrogant, does he think he's really great if he picks up a few mistakes?"

"Isn't it? We are also members of the National Association. He is still a junior, so it's fine if he doesn't come up to pay a visit. He has the right to treat us as transparent?"

"If you want me to tell you, this kid must have a guilty conscience. He is afraid of us and knows that he has no way to argue with us, so he just put on a show and fooled the mystery!"

"..."

These old men say what you say, and I say what they say.

Their words were serious, and they all fell into the ears of Qiao Zhen and the surrounding audience.

The corners of Qiao Zhen's mouth turned up, and he smiled coldly: "There are so many friends here, and so many live broadcast reporters, by the way... Where is the judge?"

Qiao Zhen fell, and several people squeezed in from the door.

The leader, Qiao Zhen, has seen him before. He is exactly Sun Changde, whom he had met with before. He had even given him a fan worth tens of millions before, but in the end he still paid for it in real money!

"Good boy, we meet again!"

Sun Changde stepped forward with a smile: "Although I am a member of the Jewelry Association, I only know a little bit about antique calligraphy and painting. They invited me to be a judge and appraiser. You... don't you mind?"

Qiao Zhen hurriedly stood up and said with a smile, "The old man is here, of course he won't mind!"

After a pause, he looked at the people behind Sun Changde, knowing that they were all the referees who came today, and nodded with a smile: "Today, thank you all!"

"Where is!"

These referees are easy to talk about, and it can be seen that they are not like those guys who have a title and think they are the best in the world.

Qiao Zhen turned around with a smile, pointed at the "Fu Tu of Luoshen" hanging on the side, and said with a smile, "Everyone is invited to come here today to help the National Pavilion identify the authenticity of this "Fu Tu of Luo Shen"."

"By the way, no one seems to be arguing with me today, so I'll just say it, this picture...it's real!"

As soon as Qiao Zhen finished speaking, the vice president immediately stood up.

"Why do you say it's true? What evidence do you have?" The other party was a little emotional.

No way, Qiao Zhenming knew that they were here to argue, but he said that no one came to argue. Isn't this an obvious attitude, making them inappropriate and transparent?

You must know that they are all the guests of some big families, and now they are ignored when they come to this small place, how can they not be angry?

Qiao Zhen pretended to be surprised: "Oh, there are really people arguing, I... I thought you guys were tired from walking, and came to the store to rest your legs!"

"you……"

The vice president trembled with anger.

Sun Changde on the side couldn't help laughing, and the group of onlookers outside the door laughed even louder.

"Hmph, I don't care how you argue, this thing is fake, it is fake!" The vice president said angrily: "I, Chang Guorong, have seen countless calligraphy and paintings, how can I not know Gu Kaizhi's style of writing?"

"Besides, the real "Luo Shen Fu Tu" was destroyed thousands of years ago, and now there are only Tang and Song imitations in four museums."

"You suddenly took out such an old silk cloth and said that the picture on it is the real Luoshen Fu picture, do you really think we are fools?"

The other party was slightly angry when he spoke, obviously with a high-spirited and self-centered feeling.

The two old men he brought also echoed.

"Look, this silk cloth is so well preserved. If it is really a painting from Luoshen, after so many years, how could it be done?"

"Isn't it? Look at the painting on it again. It looks vivid, but in fact it is very blunt. If the real Luoshen Fu picture is painted like this, then Gu Kaizhi is no longer a master!"

"..."

The three of them talked one after the other, and it felt like a special performance for them, and it seemed like they were guiding everyone to focus on them.

Facing such a scene, Qiao Zhen just smiled indifferently and said, "You guys are so brilliant, could it be that... you watched some idiot destroy the real Luoshen Fu picture a thousand years ago?"

Qiao Zhen gave an order. These simple words were a bit spoof, but they were a little stunned.