Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 84 I am a player and also a referee

"Come on, director, give me the camera." Zhang Yang took a picture of Xu Jie behind him.

His original intention was to film the live broadcast together with the Cheng family, but the other party deftly avoided the camera.

He also said outside the camera: "We don't disturb your live broadcast, you continue."

This is do not bother?So what is bothering?

"It's okay, let's discuss it together." Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "The basis of my judgment lies in the shape of this thing."

"The color of the thing is indeed very similar to the Longquan kiln in the mid-Ming Dynasty."

"But pay attention to the hollowed out part, which is very rough, which is a typical aesthetic of the grassland people."

"If you have seen the hollowed-out cong-shaped bottles of the Ming Dynasty, you will know that people's aesthetics at that time were more delicate than this. On the contrary, these rough and leafy utensils often appeared at the end of the Yuan Dynasty."

"So what?" Cheng Zongyin asked.

He didn't come to discuss with Zhang Yang at all, but to make people feel uncomfortable.

When the time comes, find someone to cut the beginning and end of the video and edit it, "Justice Passers-by Kill Unscrupulous Appraisers", and buy some sailors, enough to label Master Zhang as "no talent and no virtue".

This kind of thing didn't need him, the chairman, to come in person, but it's time to catch up!

Adhering to this concept, Cheng Zongyin opened the bar:

"What I want to ask is, even if this porcelain is all the characteristics of the Yuan Dynasty, couldn't it be made by Yuan Dynasty craftsmen who lived to the early Ming Dynasty?"

"Who can say for decades?"

After hearing this, Zhang Yang called out: Good guy!
Grasp a special case that exists in theory to refute, this bar has at least 20 years of skill.

Zhang Yang glanced at the barrage, it's okay, there are still many normal people in the world.

[This pure passer-by is really a savage]

[According to what he said, don't tell the story from now on, what if there is a craftsman who lives forever? 】

【Whether this kind has to be sent for thermoluminescence to be judged】

【Useless, thermoluminescence is not so fine】

[It is recommended that the anchor directly use his theory to prove that you are his father, anyway, it is only a few decades away]

"Brother, do you want to interact with the barrage in my live broadcast room?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Cheng Zongyin waved his hand, took a step back, to prevent Zhang Yang from exposing him, and then said: "You guys are live broadcasts, and the bullet screens are all fan circles. What they say is meaningless."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang didn't need to look at the barrage to know that the audience in the live broadcast room would definitely start scolding.

Forget it, just kill the game.

Zhang Yang asked the other party: "Then how do you conclude that things are from the early Ming Dynasty, not the late Yuan Dynasty?"

"I don't need to make a judgment on this. The museum wrote it, Ming Dynasty."

"Oh, that's it!" Zhang Yang nodded and returned to the camera: "Brothers, wait for me for 2 minutes."

2 minutes, for most people, is just a daze, but as long as you are fast enough, you can do a lot of things.

Zhang Yang hurried back to the curator's office, and at the same time dialed Wang Jianye's phone number.

A minute and a half later, he was back in front of the camera.

"It's back, brothers."

[The host is so fast! 】

【Are you calling security?】

[Hurry up and drive away this kind of bullshit, it will affect the perception of the live broadcast room]

"It's okay, this problem is easy to solve."

"This pure passer-by friend, do you think this thing is from the Ming Dynasty? Is there a possibility that the staff at that time made a mistake."

"Wrong?" Cheng Zongyin smiled sarcastically: "Why didn't you say..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw Zhang Yang's actions.

Zhang Yang took out a large bunch of keys from his pocket, squatted in front of the showcase, and used one of the keys to open the small cabinet under the showcase.

After entering the password, the glass showcase displaying Longquan celadon porcelain opened!
Before that was over, Zhang Yang took out a black gel pen from his pocket, took out a piece of paper with a brief introduction of porcelain in the showcase, and crossed out "Ming Dynasty" on it in front of tens of thousands of viewers, and changed it to "Yuanmo".

Then the glass door of the showcase was closed.

"You, how can you change the text on it at will?" Cheng Zongyin's urgent words were a little bit unsmooth.

"I'm sorry, I wrote it wrong before." Zhang Yang looked at the live broadcast and said, "Old fans should know that I used to work in a museum, which happens to be the museum we are in now."

"In our museum, if there is a mistake, it will be corrected, and it will never be barred."

"Cultural relics still pay attention to factual evidence. It's not a slap in the head, but a thought."

"Eh? This pure passer-by, why did you just leave?"

……

After being teased by Zhang Yang, Cheng Zongyin returned to the visiting team with a blue face.

Chen Yanguang didn't dare to speak the whole time, and could only stand by silently.

It was Cheng Deyi who understood it, seamlessly connected, stepped forward and arranged for the eldest and second child of the Cheng family to direct the removal of the cultural relics on the van, and the rest followed the guide to visit the museum.

After discussing the donation, we will take a group photo together.

After everyone else followed the guide, Cheng Deyi suddenly patted his eldest son on the shoulder.

"Where's Director Wang? Why didn't you see his people?"

"Maybe it's inconvenient to come forward because we have so many people. After all, the matter of donation has not been fully settled."

In fact, Cheng Zongyin also felt that something was wrong. He once took out his mobile phone and wanted to call curator Wang, but after seeing Zhang Yang, he temporarily gave up this idea.

He wanted Zhang Yang to make a fool of himself, but the opponent punched out of order, so he couldn't catch it.

"Okay, then what happened to you and that anchor just now?" Cheng Deyi took everything into consideration, and only asked now.

"That person often targets our group's business." Cheng Zongyin briefly reported the previous incident to his father.

"Can you handle such a small role?"

Cheng Deyi asked with a frown, not hiding the dissatisfaction in his tone.

"I'm afraid I'll tear my face completely."

"I'm afraid of this, and I'm afraid of that. Do you still want to do business?" Cheng Deyi was very dissatisfied with the elder son's answer: "Didn't you have been taught about the things in Chongqing University back then, so you should be free to do it?"

"Some people value face more than us, so if you are shameless, you deserve to get rich."

"Okay, you should hurry up and do this, I don't want to come to the Hailin Museum again, and I saw someone live broadcasting here."

"Okay." Cheng Zongyin agreed in a deep voice.

After he directed the unloading of the antiques, he immediately went to Wang Jianye's office to find someone.

But after knocking on the door, there was no response at all.

On the way back, he bumped into Cheng Lao Er, who told him that the door of the reception room where they had been received before was also locked.

Cheng Zongyin hurriedly called Wang Jianye, but it showed that the other party's phone was turned off.

"No wonder they didn't come to greet us, it seems that they have turned us off." Cheng Lao Er said with a playful smile.

"Why? Didn't we have a good chat last time?" Cheng Zongyin was puzzled.

At this moment, a staff member from the museum passed by, and the Cheng brothers rushed to meet him.

"Hello, we are here to find Director Wang. We have made an appointment to meet in the evening, but we can't contact him now."

"Do you know where he is now?"

"My surname is Gao, you can call me Sister Gao." said Sister Gao, who was wearing a staff uniform.

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking and looked at the Cheng family brothers silently.

"Okay, Sister Gao, may I ask, where is your curator now?" Cheng Zongyin didn't hesitate.

"Yes." Sister Gao responded, and replied: "The curator has already left the house, and now only Researcher Zhang is in charge."

"Where is he then?"

"It was broadcast live in the lobby just now, didn't you see it?"

(End of this chapter)