The Book of Appreciation

"Dean Han, please hurry up a little bit, we've been looking at it for a whole day, and we're already very tired!"

Matsushita Zhushi in the crowd was a little impatient, and he was anxious to go back to discuss how to eliminate the huge impact of Huaxia's exhibition!As China's old enemy, as a conscientious Japanese who often visits the Yasukuni Shrine, in any field, these damn Chinese people cannot be allowed to run rampant!

Dean Han glanced at the thin old man in the crowd with some disdain. If it wasn't for your arrogance, do you think I would send an invitation letter to a trash who often goes to the toilet to pay homage?

"Well, it seems that some of our old guys are dying... But I understand that living in that country, men will work harder..."

Hearing Dean Han's words, there was a burst of meaningful laughter from the crowd. The old man didn't give Panasonic a chance to fight back, and then said:

"Now, I can tell you a little information in advance. This is a masterpiece that is not inferior to Lu Zigang's masterpiece! Next, please take care of your glasses, and don't get smashed!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at everyone's reactions with satisfaction. Dean Han smiled and stood aside with ease, motioning for Zhang Xiang to send the "Picture of Sending Friends Away from the Cold River" to the glass house and hang it up, while he held it up high. Withered right arm.

Eskenazi said strangely:

"What is he going to do? Is he going to give the painting a bath?"

"Hey, be patient, be patient, dear Mr. Eskenazi, you must take care of your glasses later!"

Wang Yuwan, who was interpreting by his side, spoke in his clumsy English with strong local characteristics.

Eskenazi shook his head with a smile. Today, the Chinese people have brought him too many surprises. He thinks that there will be nothing that can make him as excited as they exaggerate, and his glasses will fall to the ground. .

Dean Han stood on the stage, holding his right hand high. He liked this feeling, the feeling that everyone was waiting to see Huaxia Qibao, and the feeling that they would be shocked... The only thing he didn't like was , this thing, it does not belong to the Forbidden City!

With Dean Han's raised hand resolutely swung down, the scene at the Doubao meeting reappeared!It's just that this time the exclamation was replaced by the language of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces.Eskenac, who thought he was no longer excited, opened his mouth wide again, his eyes protruding forward like goldfish, as if they would jump to the front of the glasses in the next moment!

As the scenes changed, Shenhua displayed mythical scenes in front of everyone, and the square changed from noisy to deadly silence. Is this a magic trick?The magic of the ancient Chinese?

Eskenazi felt that his brain was going to crash. He always believed that he was an elite with a connoisseur's vision and a businessman's mind. Any problems would no longer be a problem for him, but now, the problem Yes...there are too many questions!

Matsushita Zhushi bitterly pinched Kim Jong-hee next to him, oh, it doesn't hurt, it seems like he was dreaming...

Jin Zhengxi was drooling, and was woken up by Matsushita Zhushi. He didn't care about complaining, so he thought hard. In other words, if it is said that Tang Bohu was also a Korean who fled to Jiangnan after plastic surgery, would it be too difficult?

"Doctor! Hurry up and call the doctor, someone has fainted!"

Obviously, the health of these foreign experts is not much better than that of the old men in Huaxia. Also, since they grew up eating meat, they have more cardiovascular diseases...

A group of experts left the square reluctantly, and only the glass house stayed there alone. Everything just now seemed like a dream, a dream that absolutely cannot happen in the real world!But why is it so real?

After a day's visit, everyone's nerves were stimulated quite a lot. The specific manifestations were excitement, excitement, mania, and depression... so the seminar at night was extremely enthusiastic!After the hard work of the news department, the reporters were not excluded. However, including China TV, only five media outlets were allowed to enter the venue.

"Dean Han, can you confirm that these two items are cultural relics of the Ming Dynasty?"

There are still people who can't believe their eyes, but when they see the moving heads in the audience, they know that everyone is still in a dream.

Dean Han chuckled and said:

"I also hope it's not, because that means we are too stupid, not only can't imitate it, but we haven't even figured out the principle yet!"

The seminar was held by two groups of people during the day, so Wu Di saw many faces that he only saw in newspapers and materials. He was secretly surprised that the standard of this exhibition was high enough.However, this is also the honor that divine works and paintings should receive, and it is a well-deserved honor for ancient Chinese artists!

After everyone exchanged some technical questions, the topic turned to "Flowers of Death".

Vince Carter of the Netherlands took the lead,

"Dean Han, hello, do you have any plans for the next step of this "Flower of Death"?"

"The next step? May I ask Mr. Vince Carter, can you explain further?"

"Oh, that's right. Van Gogh is a great artist in our country. I think his last painting should be better in his own country. May I ask Dean Han, is there any possibility to exchange this work of yours?"

"Thank you, thank you Mr. Vince Carter, at least you know how to communicate. Someone suggested to me a while ago that for the sake of friendship between countries, other people's things should be sent back unconditionally! gone to the hospital."

The atmosphere in the audience was obviously suffocated, and then there was a round of applause. Of course, most of them were supported by Chinese people.Vince Carter wiped the sweat from his forehead and thought:

"Fortunately, I changed my words temporarily, otherwise I'm afraid it will be ugly. Forget it, let's communicate in private."

Seeing this situation, many people who were eager to try could not help but quietly withdrew their raised hands.

Kim Jong-hee of South Korea stood up,

"President Han, we are very interested in the lives of Mr. Lu Zigang and Mr. Tang Bohu. Could you give us a detailed introduction?"

"There is no problem with this, please watch the big screen..."

The lively seminar lasted for two hours. Because of Dean Han's words, there were no more excessive questions. At nine o'clock, the satisfied old man announced the end of the seminar loudly, feeling elated!

People were discussing and leaving the venue in groups of three or five. Dean Han suddenly saw his goal and shouted loudly:

"Hey, Xiao Wu, don't run away, I have something to ask for you..."

something?If it wasn't for those collections, I wouldn't believe it even if I was killed!As soon as Wu Di heard this, he hurriedly dragged Song Hongyan, the second senior brother who accompanied another group of experts to visit during the day, and ran away in a hurry, let alone answering, without even turning his head!

Dean Han stared wide-eyed and cursed fiercely:

"This dead boy..."

Then I couldn't help laughing again, this is a man of great luck!

"Xiao Wu, how are you doing? Is there anything important recently?"

Song Hongyan hadn't seen Wu Di for a while, and he was accompanied by another group of experts today. Seeing those treasures belonging to Wu Di in these exhibits, he really didn't know what it was like in his heart. The evildoer, in less than half a year, has achieved such an achievement, just like his divine painting, it is a myth!

Wu Di thought for a while and said:

"It looks quite busy, but when you think about it carefully, there's really nothing to do! After the exhibition is over, the rest is to go to Myanmar. By the way, brother, do you want to go to the public market?"

"Hehe, that's why I'm looking for you. If you have nothing to do, how about walking with me two days earlier?"

"Leave early? Go to Burma? I heard that there is a lot of chaos there. What are you doing so early?"

Song Hongyan didn't answer, but smiled mysteriously and said:

"Xiao Wu, have you ever heard of the emerald gambling mine?"

"Gambling mines? Brother, are you going to bet on mines?"

"Where is this going? It's like this. A mining tycoon in China suddenly became interested in emerald mines. He wanted to invest there, so he invited two professors of geology and got in touch with Myanmar. Don't I have a temporary job in the Jewelry and Jade Association? They invited me to come with them, and I thought that since you are so interested in gambling stones, you might also be interested in emerald mines, so I'll ask you."

"Visiting the emerald mine. I heard that the conditions in the mining area are quite difficult. Why go to join in the fun?"

"Hehe, this is why you don't understand. How can you bet on the mines if you don't go to the mining area? Think about it, how can you work so hard to gamble piece by piece? The difference between the master and the minor?"

Song Hongyan spared no effort to seduce Wu Di.

"What do you mean?"

"Simply put, the big owner is the general contractor, and the small owner is the subcontractor. The small owner takes the ore from the big owner. Get it!"

Wu Di's eyes lit up and asked:

"Are you saying that you can bet on a mine from a large owner to mine like a small owner?"

Then he was discouraged and said:

"It's fun, but where can I find someone? I can't bet and come back and just lie there and watch, right?"

"It's not that complicated. There is a special area for tourists to play, and there are any size! After choosing it, they will help dig it. You just pay for it. If you don't want to dig it out, they will also be responsible for repurchasing it. If you want to take it away, Naturally, someone will help you with the formalities. How about it? Let's go for a while?"

"Brother, why do I feel that you are fooling me?"

"Hmph, you don't know good people! Don't regret it if you don't go. This time, it has an official background. Even if you go in the future, there are many things you won't see..."

"Hey, I didn't say no!"

Wu Di looked Song Hongyan up and down, and said with a smile:

"For the sake of your age, I will reluctantly accompany you for a trip, and take care of you by the way."

Song Hongyan glared at him when he heard the words, shook his head and said with a smile,

"You boy! Take it, here is your document. You can go to the premise of the visa for a few days."

Wu Di picked up the small book on the table and looked at it, and smiled, the director of the Jewelry and Jade Association, Wu Di!

"Brother, you are using power for personal gain!"

"Fuck off, get ready and set off the day after tomorrow!" (To be continued.)