"Old Jiang said that he has the Unocher Sword.
I think he's probably bragging. "
"There was no news of the Unocher Sword after Rong Yao passed away. I don't think it's reliable that it suddenly appeared after thousands of years."
"Also, the Unocher Sword has disappeared for so long. Who knows what it looks like? How can we determine if Old Jiang's sword is real or fake? "
"This is easy to solve.
The National Museum once exhibited a portrait of Rong Yao holding the Unocher Sword.
You just need to compare it with the painting. "
"Also,
The bronze forging process of the Qin Dynasty is relatively special.
The ratio of copper to tin is not something that can be forged by later generations. "
"..."
When Lin Aojiao helped her grandfather into the exhibition hall of Luo Xuan House, there were already many elders gathered in twos and threes.
Their conversation drifted faintly into her ears.
The words she heard the most clearly were "bronze", "Unocher", and "Rong Yao".
Lin Aojiao stopped in her tracks.
She was dumbfounded. Bronze? King? Glory? Wasn't this an antique appraisal meeting? Were all the old people nowadays so fashionable?
Grandpa Lin took two steps forward.
Only then did he realize that Lin Aojiao had stopped.
He turned to look at her. "What's wrong, Aojiao? Walk in! "
Lin Aojiao tugged at her grandfather's arm.
She asked quietly, "Grandpa,
You guys still play King of Glory? "
Grandpa Lin looked at her as if she was making a fuss. "That's right.
The main character today is the bronze Unocher Sword. "
Lin Aojiao was confused. I'm afraid I'm participating in a fake antique appraisal meeting? Also...
Bronze dares to be called king?
"Grandpa, are you serious?" Is this why every elder has to bring a junior?
"Of course. This is already the 47th issue of the appraisal meeting. This is the first time so many people have come.
They're all here for Unocher. "
Lin Aojiao was confused. For King of Glory? What a group of ambitious and idealistic elders.
Grandpa Lin couldn't wait to communicate with his friends.
He said to Lin Aojiao unhappily, "Don't drag your feet.
Come over quickly. "
Lin Aojiao followed behind Grandpa Lin with a confused expression. She subconsciously muttered in confusion, "Are we really going to play King of Glory?"
"I think you might have misunderstood." A gentle female voice sounded beside her ear. The tone was neither fast nor slow, and the voice was extremely pleasant to the ears. "They're not talking about King's Glory."
Lin Aojiao turned around to look at the person who spoke and was stunned. Was there really such a good-looking person in real life? Her skin was fair, and her facial features were exquisite. She was so perfect that she looked like the proudest work of the creator. At this moment, she was looking at her with a smile, which made her heart skip a beat.
But … this person seemed a little familiar?
"They're talking about this bronze sword called Dangli," she heard the woman say.
Lin Aojiao followed her words and looked down at the open box in her hand.
Inside, there was a bronze sword that looked simple and imposing.
She replied blankly, "Oh." Then, she saw the beautiful young lady smile elegantly at her, put away the box, and walk to the other side of the exhibition hall.
Lin Aojiao was stunned for a long time. Suddenly, she seemed to have a flash of light in her mind. Damn, isn't this the Ai Ci who created a fake persona?
Lin Aojiao suddenly felt that the amazement in her mind had been fed to a dog. She watched the Ai Ci pass the box in her hand to the staff to put it in the display cabinet. Then, she walked towards an old man and talked with him cheerfully as they walked towards the crowd.
Lin Aojiao recognized the old man. He was Grandpa Jiang of the Jiang family. No matter how she looked at him, he did not look like a relative of the Ai Ci.
Lin Aojiao immediately felt disdain in her heart. She also felt a little angry that she did not realize. Sure enough, she was riding on the coattails of a rich man.
…
The staff was registering the antiques brought by everyone and putting them in the display cabinet one by one. Now was the time to chat before the formal start of the appraisal meeting.
The old people were in high spirits, and the children who were forcibly brought by them were originally bored to death. They were casually guessing when the appraisal meeting would end.
"How long will it be? Sigh, I had to come because I lost to my brother in a dice game. What about you? "
"Our family draws straws."
"I'm so envious that you have a chance to play dice. I don't dare to play this game with my sister. No matter if I win or lose, I'll be the one to play TAT in the end anyway."
"Why did you have to bring us here today? We don't know these things. What's the point of bringing us here? "
"Maybe you're asking us to go on a blind date?"
"Come on, it's not like we haven't met before. There are a lot of intricate relationships in today's meeting. Look over there. Isn't that the Li family's girl, your ex-girlfriend? Hey, the one from the Wang family is also here. Did he cheat on you? And that one … "
"… So, if you ask us to go on a blind date, we'll definitely fight."
"Brother Yan, you're right."
"That's right, that's right."
Everyone nodded with a serious face.
"I know the reason why we're here today." A man standing on the side, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked forward and said in a daze.
"What?"
Everyone followed his line of sight with some confusion.
They saw the Ai Ci holding a long box in her hands. She walked past them gracefully, wearing a long dress that dragged on the ground. Her smile was faint, and she was as beautiful as a dream.
The men were stunned for a few seconds before they immediately fell into a state of disarray.
"Quick, quick, quick. Help me see how my tie looks."
"Is my hairstyle messy now?"
"Wait a minute, I'll go polish my shoes."
"Don't you think I'm the most handsome in this pose?"
"…"
The girls were obviously calmer.
"Those guys look like they've never seen a woman before. Their eyeballs are about to fall out."
"She's just so-so. She's not as pretty as you, Xiao Li. Your ex-boyfriend is still staring at her!"
"Heh, men are all greedy for novelty."
"…"
— — This was the style of sour grapes.
"Her lips are so pretty! I want to ask about her lipstick mark. "
"By the way, what concealer did she use? Why does it look like there are no pores?"
"It's so white. Did she use any whitening magical equipment?"
"…"
— — This was the style of makeup.
Lin Aojiao stood in the middle of the two groups and said faintly, "Don't you guys go online? She's a small internet celebrity. "
As soon as she said this, someone suddenly realized. "Oh right, it's that Ai Ci."
Someone immediately asked, "Which one? I can't remember the face of an internet celebrity. "
Lin Aojiao said faintly, "Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say that she's an internet celebrity?" Although she suspected that the Ai Ci's face was plastic surgery, it was undeniable that she was very good-looking and very recognizable. She was completely different from those internet celebrities.
"Aojiao, why are you speaking up for her? Are you her fan? "
"I'm not her fan!" Lin Aojiao immediately stomped her feet in anger. "She likes to create hype, and her persona is fake. There's only one face to look at. How can I be a fan of such a vase?"
"…"
On the other side, the Ai Ci, who had become the center of attention, was still calm and elegant as she followed beside Old Master Jiang. It was as if she didn't notice those torch-like gazes and secretly pointed fingers at her.
Old Master Jiang greeted the elders one by one along the way. They couldn't help but ask,
"Old Master Jiang, is this your child? The little girl is so beautiful. Why haven't I seen her before? "
Old Master Jiang said straightforwardly, "Why are we talking about the child? She's not the main character today. This is an antique appraisal meeting. Talking about antiques is the main thing."
He asked again, "What did you bring today?"
They immediately said modestly, "It's nothing compared to your Forsaken Sword. It's just a small thing."
These people had just been talking behind Old Master Jiang's back that his Forsaken Sword couldn't be real, but they only dared to flatter Old Master Jiang in front of him.
Old Master Jiang felt bored after hearing too much and said impatiently, "Okay, okay. The appraisal meeting will start in a while. Hurry up and sit in your seats."
The process of the appraisal meeting was actually very simple.
First, each family would bring their own exhibits to the stage to introduce them. Then, the people below the stage would come up together to observe carefully and guess whether it was real or fake. A specially hired expert would come up to reveal the answer after everyone left the stage.
After all the exhibits were appraised, the real ones would be placed in various positions in the exhibition hall and enter the free viewing segment.
Finally, everyone would vote anonymously to vote for the best antique of the day.
In fact, the purpose of bringing the young people today was to get a fairer and more objective voting result.
Because the Forsaken Sword was today's finale, it was arranged to be introduced last.
Everyone was already seated. After the host's emotional opening remarks, the elders began to tremble as they went on stage to introduce their exhibits.
"This is from the Song Dynasty …"
There was no fluctuation in the tone of their voices. Other than the elders who were listening attentively and carefully studying the exhibits, the young people were already drowsy. Only the appraisal segment at the end was interesting. When some of the exhibits were identified as fake, the collectors immediately beat their chests and stamped their feet. They felt embarrassed and left with hatred.
Watching their reactions was much more interesting than watching the literary exhibits.
…
When the last exhibit was pushed onto the stage, the Ai Ci was asked to go on stage by Old Master Jiang.
Those who were sleepy or playing with their phones immediately perked up and sat up straight. They were like obedient students who were listening to the lecture.
"This bronze sword is nearly three feet long. It's called Forsaken Sword and belongs to the hero of the Qin Dynasty, Rong Yao. There are many legends about this sword in history … "Her voice was crisp and pleasant, and the story she told was very moving. After she finished her introduction, there was a warm applause for the first time.
"Good! That's well said! "
"Can we go on stage and take a look?"
The elders: I didn't see you so enthusiastic just now:)
"Yes."
The young people swarmed toward the booth like a swarm of bees, and finally surrounded —
The Ai Ci.
The Forsaken Sword, which was supposed to be the protagonist, was lonely and unnoticed in the end.
Lin Aojiao sat below the stage and didn't move. She sneered in her heart: A bunch of superficial people. While thinking, she lowered her head and quickly tapped on her phone to leave a few negative comments under the Ai Ci's Weibo.
Maybe it was because there were too many negative comments, she was finally noticed by her fans.
Xu Shi Bai: How can you bear to slander such a pretty girl?!
Meow Chan: Don't slander our cutest Ai Tuji! The haters immediately exploded on the spot. Thank you!
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