Chapter 663 Professor Gu

Qin Jun found a place where no one was around, and floated down with Luo Xian'er in his arms.

The two walked together and walked towards the pavilion.

This time along the road, I could see many foreigners, all squatting down, looking at the pieces of antiques.

Of course, most of them are fake.

"Wow, today feels much more lively than yesterday."

"It's normal."

According to Shuai Yin, today should be some kind of expo, and many foreigners will come to watch it.

The two of them were not hindered in any way, and Dang even walked in.

Obviously, Shuai Yin had already arranged it early.

Inside the pavilion, it was even more lively.

The neon lights are constantly flickering, and it looks extraordinarily shiny.

There are many people pointing along the road, not only foreigners, but also many elderly antique lovers.

This time, it was an exhibition held by Shuaiyin. In the name of Beishuai, he naturally invited masters of appreciating treasures from all over the world.

"Wow, it's so lively."

Luo Xian'er's eyes were full of surprise, she looked around, "It's the first time I see so many antique lovers."

Walking into the hall, the inside is extremely lively at this time.

In the hall, countless large and small radiating bright and soft crystal lamps are densely packed together.

The inside is also quite spacious, with five or six floors up and down, and many precious exhibits are placed on each floor.

Many well-known reporters are taking photos, and many reporters are interviewing those antique masters.

There are countless famous landscape paintings and ancient porcelains.

"Wow……"

Luo Xian'er opened her mouth wide and blinked her eyes, which was a surprise.

She did not expect that this exhibition would be so exciting.

"This is an authentic handwriting from the master of calligraphy, Ouyang Xiuzhi, which is priceless."

"This sword is from the Western Han Dynasty. Although it is old, it is still as clean as new without any rust."

"In addition, this is a bronze tripod produced in Mawangdui. The craftsmanship is very superb, and the bronze tripod is also very beautiful."

Luo Xian'er followed behind, staring blankly at these treasures, so surprised.

It has to be said that Shuai Yin really paid a lot of money.

Although the National Museum was unable to receive it, many antique lovers offered to send over their treasures in the name of Bei Shuai.

Not to mention getting valuable rewards, and even making Bei Shuai owe him a personal favor, why not do it?

Not many people paid attention to the two of them inside, most of them were busy looking at the exhibits.

While wandering around, I heard a familiar voice.

"Mr. Qin, Miss Luo!"

This is a good time. Many reporters looked here like cats smelling fish.

The person who came was the Jade Emperor of Jiangshui, Yu Wushuang, who was over a hundred years old!

All he saw was wearing a Tang suit with a smile on his face, and the Five Tigers of Xuanmen followed behind him.

shhhhhh...

The bright flash lights suddenly turned on, and many reporters took pictures one after another and moved over at the same time.

"Is this Mr. Qin?"

"Miss Luo, is it because of Mr. Qin that you attended Mr. Shuai's exhibition this time?"

"Excuse me, Miss Luo, do you plan to come back?"

The three words Luo Xian'er are synonymous with traffic. Naturally, a bunch of reporters gathered together to ask.

Fortunately, she has seen this kind of situation many times, and immediately waved her hand knowingly, and said with a smile on her face: "Everyone, don't overwhelm the guests. Today is Shuai Yin's exhibition, not my press conference."

He cleverly reminded the reporter, and he was able to hide his merits and fame deeply, so he didn't have to be interviewed.

Naturally, these reporters were also very knowledgeable, so they obediently stopped following the interview.

Yu Wushuang came over and said with a wry smile, "These reporters are really enthusiastic, there are so many people here."

"Miss Luo, your feather magpie is the final treasure of this exhibition."

Luo Xian'er was a little embarrassed, and quickly looked at Qin Jun.

Coincidentally, at this moment, Shuaiyin was just seen walking down with a group of people.

He still speaks fluent English in his mouth, and there are many foreigners around him.

The leader of them had a big beard, his hair was basically white, and he walked tremblingly.

But it seemed that he was very authoritative, and many people around him accompanied him, and even someone specially supported him.

Qin Jun could understand English and understood what they were talking about.

It probably means that the exhibits here are not bad, and many things in them are priceless.

"Chinese culture is extensive and profound, and has a long history. These cultural relics embody the ancient culture of the Chinese nation, and can be said to be the precious crystallization of national culture."

The gathering of the Southern Emperor and Northern Commander-in-Chief can be said to have attracted the attention of many people.

Shuai Yin walked over with a smile, and introduced: "This is the owner of the feather magpie, the finale item of this exhibition, Miss Luo Xianer Luo."

"This is...his classmate, Mr. Qin Junqin."

"Qin...jun?"

The old professor raised his head and nodded thoughtfully, obviously knowing about Qin Jun.

A young scholar next to him pushed down his glasses and said in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Qin, he should be that gifted student. He has a very high level of knowledge in Chinese medicine and is very familiar with ancient Chinese history."

"indeed so."

Shuai Yin smiled, and then looked at Qin Jun, "Mr. Qin not only understands the ancient history of China, but also has a lot of knowledge and talents, which is very powerful."

"Oh, I think it's purely about atmosphere, right?"

"He's about the same age as my grandson, how can he be so powerful?"

"I'm afraid it was purely created by you, right?"

Qin Jun didn't take it seriously, but the old professor smiled, glanced around, and said tremblingly: "Mr. Qin, why don't you tell me your views on these cultural relics?"

"Just say whatever you want, please feel free."

Many reporters were waiting by the side, all looking at Qin Jun.

Seeing this scene, Qin Jun immediately opened his mouth and said slowly: "These cultural relics are not bad. However, since you want me to talk casually, today I will tell some stories that everyone knows."

"story?"

Immediately, many people gathered together one after another, not knowing what it meant.

"Each country has its own mythology, such as the heavenly Jesus in your country of America, ancient Greek mythology, and Norse mythology."

"In your American mythology, the flame is given by God, but in the Greek mythology, the fire is stolen by Prometheus. And in the ancient Chinese mythology, the fire is produced by the ancestor Suiren who drilled wood to get fire with tenacity. of."

"This story tells us that man has to rely on himself to fight against nature, not by stealing or giving by others!"

(End of this chapter)

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