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Chapter 86 Meeting Result: The ownership of the jiaotai porcelain belongs to China!
Chapter 86 Meeting Result: The ownership of the jiaotai porcelain belongs to China!

I saw that the topknot of the Buddha head sculpture was very dense, the colorful fleshy buns were arranged in a spiral shape, and the floral patterns were layered on top of each other, making it look more solemn and sacred.

The huge ears of the Buddha's head on both sides symbolize listening to the wishes of all living beings. The stripes of black, white, green and pink are hidden in them, adding a touch of mystery.

Looking closely, the Buddha's head and nose are tall and full, symbolizing the authority and wisdom of Buddhism. The black, blue, green and red wavy patterns set off the large white area, as if to demonstrate the wisdom of the Buddha.

The lips of the Buddha head sculpture are tightly closed without any words, and the pattern of the lips is divided into two.

One side is connected to the blue and white feather pattern, extending down to the entire neck, and the other side is connected to the red, white and black braided pattern, occupying most of the right face of the Buddha's head.

The closed eyes also show different colors. The multiple colors complement each other and highlight the mysterious smile on the Buddha's face, making people feel warm and comforted.

No wonder all the representatives in the conference room were stunned.

It is extremely difficult to create such a clear facial contour and such a mixture of colorful colors, even if you use glazing processing.

Not to mention, this Buddha head achieves this effect entirely by relying on the different colors of the mud!

Taking in the amazement in the eyes of everyone present, Huaxia representative Li Wen was the first to come to his senses, and his deeply furrowed brows finally relaxed.

The public opinion war over the dispute over jiaotai porcelain is huge. How could he be unaware of it? !
He originally thought that China's chances of successfully applying for World Heritage were low. After all, the island country had a head start in restoring the jib-bo porcelain.

But after receiving the colorful Buddha head sent by Mr. Chai, his mind completely changed.

With such a treasure in hand, China is sure to win!

After a slight cough, Huaxia representative Li Wen stood up and asked about the next agenda.

“Everyone, is it time to vote?!”

As soon as these words came out, some of the representatives who were still immersed in the astonishment of the colorful Buddha heads came back to their senses, and some paced back to their seats.

But even so, many people's eyes are still glued to the colorful Buddha in front of them, and they can't even look away.

As for the original Sea Moon Cup, no one was willing to set their sights on a small cup.

Even Pan Xianyao, the chairman of the jury, couldn't help but recall an old Chinese saying at this moment.

How do fireflies compete with the bright moon? !

How dare the sparrow compete with Kunpeng? !

It’s just overestimating one’s capabilities!
At this moment, only Xiaochuan, the representative of the island country on the other side, turned pale when he heard Li Wen's voice.

Looking at the reactions of the delegates, the results have clearly shown their opinions.

He watched helplessly as Pan Xianyao, the first president, presided over the voting ceremony.

"Representatives from the island countries who support the jiaotai porcelain, please turn on the light!"

Ogawa, the representative of the island country, pressed the light without hesitation.

But when his eyes swept across the rest of the delegates present, his heart suddenly sank.

He was the only one in the audience whose lamp was on alone.

Even the representatives who had a good relationship with him looked away when they met his gaze.

After all, it’s not like everyone has no eyes.

What does the Moon Cup on the Sea mean in front of such wonderful twisted porcelain as the colorful Buddha head? !

With a look of panic on his face, Xiaochuan looked back and heard Pan Xianyao, the chairman of the jury on the stage, ask the next question.

"Representatives from China who support jiaotai porcelain, please turn on the light!"

Just as Pan Xianyao finished speaking, Li Wen, the representative of China, took the lead in pressing the light.

At the same time, representatives from other countries also pressed the lights in their hands one after another.

"We support the ownership of jiaoti porcelain to China!"

"We also support the ownership of jiaoti porcelain to China!"

"I also!"

"agree!"

"agree!"

...In just a few minutes, more and more lights lit up on the field, and the face of Ogawa, the representative of the island country, became more and more gloomy.

When he raised his head again, he saw that the lamp in the hand of Pan Xianyao, the chairman of the jury, was also completely on.

Pan Xianyao's calm voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Then, I solemnly declare-"

"The right to own the twisted body porcelain belongs to China!"

Ogawa, the representative of the island country, completely collapsed in his seat.

On the contrary, Li Wen, the Chinese representative on the other side, had clenched his fists and finally showed his first smile since attending the meeting.

This is a victory for China!
……

On the other side, the headquarters of Yanjing Ceramics Association.

In the tea room where the fragrance of tea lingers, several old people are sitting in it.

Some are closing their eyes in deep thought, some are drinking tea, and some are playing chess with chess pieces in their hands.

Some are pacing back and forth, such as Mr. Chai at this moment.

Mr. Chai has stayed at the headquarters of the Ceramics Association since he handed over the colorful Buddha head to the Chinese representative Li Wen.

The content of the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference was not broadcast live, and the results could not be announced to the public until the end of the entire meeting.

Thinking that the result has not been finalized for a long time, Chai Lao's palms couldn't help but sweat.

Seeing that Mr. Chai couldn't calm down at all, Chen Wenzeng, the person in charge of Ding kiln, first played a white chess piece, and then teased with a caress.

"Old man, what's the point of being anxious? The results will be out soon."

"Yeah, you're walking around so much that I'm almost dizzy." Li Shijie, the person in charge of Long Ci, also teased.

Seeing the hot water boiling in the small bakery, Mr. Qian, the president of the Ceramics Association, slowly made a cup of tea and greeted the anxious Mr. Chai.

"Mr. Chai, freshly brewed tea!"

Hearing Mr. Qian's voice, Mr. Chai sat down on his chair and immediately raised his cup.

Perhaps because he was anxious, Chai Lao didn't realize at all that the tea in the cup was just boiled hot water, and he spurted it out as soon as he took a sip.

"hot!"

Standing up in a hurry, Mr. Chai blew several puffs of hot air and quickly drank a cup of herbal tea. Only then did he suppress his burning sensation and frowned at Mr. Qian aside.

"Old guy, are you cheating on me?!"

Mr. Qian didn't expect that Mr. Chai didn't notice the temperature of the teacup. He shook his head, but now he smiled gently.

"Are you not nervous anymore? You have to trust Mr. Ye's craftsmanship."

Hearing this, Mr. Chai was stunned.

The hot feeling in his mouth took away most of his mind, and gradually calmed down his anxious heart.

Also.

That's a colorful Buddha head. Which one has the power to defeat it? !

He picked up the teacup again and slowly took a sip of the tea. Chai Lao nodded.

Just when the entire tea room was quiet for a while, a cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

The only person who called at this time was Li Wen, the Chinese representative attending the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Conference!
Thinking of this, everyone in the tea room turned their eyes to Mr. Qian who was sitting at the desk.

Everyone watched as Mr. Qian took the call. After a few seconds, Mr. Qian looked up at everyone.

At this moment, Mr. Qian's cloudy eyes were astonishingly bright, and his eyes were filled with a flying look.

The voice full of joy, slightly choked with sobs, echoed throughout the tea room.

"Jiaotong porcelain, our application for World Heritage was successful!"

(End of this chapter)