I Broke Out Of My Grave And Was Yearning For Live Broadcast!

After listening to Ye Xuan's words.

Xu Ao quickly picked up a piece of debris on the ground.

After watching for a while, Xu Ao said, "I know, this is nylon!"

"Yes, this is indeed nylon."

Ye Xuan said lightly: "The picture of Shanghe River in Qingming Dynasty was painted by Song Dynasty painter Zhang Zeduan."

"But the year of production of nylon is no more than two hundred years."

"Then I want to ask you, how can Zhang Zeduan use more than 800 years of nylon drawings to paint?"

Ye Xuan’s analysis.

It's like lifting a cloud and seeing a fog,

Let everyone suddenly realize.

"It turns out that this Qingming map of the Forbidden City is so fake."

"This kind of fake has been collected by the Palace Museum for more than 50 years?"

"The person who made this fake painting should really be shot!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was filled with indignation.

If it's not Ye Xuan.

They still don't know how long they will be deceived by this fake painting.

At this time, Xu Ao also slowed down.

No wonder I can't see the flaws in the portrait.

It turned out that the problem did not appear on the screen.

It appeared on the drawing drawings!

"Grandpa Ye, I...I have been taught!"

Xu Ao resisted the urge to kneel down for Ye Xuan.

The expression was extremely humble and said.

Ye Xuan smiled faintly: "It's not to blame you, because this painting is imitated by Wang Lin."

Wang Lin?

Another familiar name,

Appeared in everyone's mind.

"The first ghost painter of the Republic of China, Wang Lin?"

Xu Ao blurted out and made his debut.

"Yes, this kid."

Ye Xuan said lightly: "This kid's style of painting was learned from me, so I just saw the painting in your hand, as if it was drawn by myself."

"I see."

Xu Ao nodded.

Originally, he was ashamed.

A fake painting has been hidden in the Forbidden City for more than 50 years, and he hasn't noticed it.

But after knowing that the fake painting came from Wang Lin.

The guilt in his heart suddenly eased a lot.

After all, the other party is the first painter in the Republic of China!

It's not too embarrassing to spread it out.

"Grandpa Ye, I actually have one more wish..."

Xu Ao said in a weak voice.

"Do you still want to see the pile of bronze statues in my hand."

Ye Xuan said lightly.

"It seems that you can't hide anything from your old man..."

Xu Ao smiled awkwardly.

"It's there, look at it."

Ye Xuan pointed to the open space not far away.

The line of sight converged to the past.

Xu Ao's eyes lit up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present at the Forbidden City this time.

Following Xu Ao's pace, came to the pile of bronze statues.

"Null head... Dragon head... Rabbit head..."

Xu Ao glanced over a bronze statue.

The corners of his eyes were twitching slightly.

As for the heart, it almost jumped to the throat!

"This is a real bronze statue of twelve beast heads!"

After watching for a while, Xu Ao said tremblingly.

"Really... Is this true?"

Zhou Hailin gently stroked a bull's head with his hands, and his Adam's apple slid unconsciously.

A bronze statue of a beast head is already very rare!

But here, all at once!

At this moment, everyone has an unreal feeling.

"I can guarantee that this is absolutely genuine!"

Xu Ao is full of confidence.

These bronze statues are exactly the same as those recorded in history books, whether they are textures or imprints.

Of course, the key factor that convinced Xu Ao the most was that the bronze statue was made by Ye Xuan.

Then it cannot be fake!

"Great, great, if we can bring these bronze statues back, the country..."

"Shut up!"

Before Zhou Hailin finished speaking, Xu Ao coldly interrupted.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Hailin was stunned, wouldn't the reaction be so big, right?

"I know what you want to say..."

Xu Ao sternly said: "If you want Elder Ye to hand over these to the country, then I'd rather never be here today. Do you know what I mean!?"

Xu Ao's tone even carried a trace of persecution.

Crazy, this guy must be crazy!

Zhou Hailin's face twitched.

This guy, for the old man, did not hesitate to stand on the opposite side of China? ?

Also, the bronze statue of the twelve beast heads, when did it belong to the old man?

Isn't this a cultural relic of the Old Summer Palace?

This is something that belongs to China!

The audience in the live broadcast room is very witty,

Upon hearing the conversation between the two,

I guessed the problem and contradiction.

"Do you think Grandpa Ye will return the bronze statue to China?"

this problem,

It was quickly discussed by netizens,

And boarded the hot spot of Zhihu.

Some people think that Grandpa Ye should return the bronze statue and Qingming Shanghe together to Hua Guo.

After all, these are all things from the Old Summer Palace.

The Old Summer Palace belongs to China.

Others think that this is something Grandpa Ye got.

It is his personal belongings.

Even if it is not returned, it is okay!

Netizens who hold different opinions,

Noisy online.

The topic of Ye Xuan has once again become popular all over the net.

"Grandpa Ye, we finished watching..."

Xu Ao turned around and said with a polite smile: "Thank you for allowing me to see a full set of bronze statues of beast heads for the rest of my life."

"finish watching?"

"Um!"

Xu Ao nodded heavily.

Ye Xuan said lightly: "Okay, help me toss it outside after reading it."

? ? ?

? ? ?

The audience was dumbfounded.

Even Xu Ao himself wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Ye Xuan,

Actually want to put these precious cultural relics,

lost? ?

"Grandpa Ye, are you serious..."

Xu Ao asked blankly.

"Of course it is!"

Ye Xuan looked serious: "Anyway, it's useless to leave this thing with me, it's nothing more than a pile of rubbish."

Guru!

Xu Ao swallowed fiercely!

He pinched himself severely.

I realized that I was not dreaming!

As for the others around, I was stunned long ago!

This is a national treasure level cultural relic!

Actually said it was a bunch of useless garbage?

And also lost it?

No matter the experts in the Forbidden City, or the longing for the crew members.

All are shocked!

"By the way, let's throw this painting away, it's really bad."

Ye Xuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

That scroll originally in Peng Peng's hands.

"Whoo!" flew in front of Xu Ao.

Xu Ao quickly opened the scroll and took a look.

The result was completely dumbfounded!

Qingming Shanghe map!

Actually want to lose the Qingming Shanghe picture too?

Besides, it is said that the painting is poor? ?

"Grandpa Ye, this..."

Xu Ao curled his lips and said casually: "What a pity it was lost! Would you like to donate it to the Forbidden City Museum?"

"Yes, you decide for yourself."

Ye Xuan stretched out, "Don't bother me."

Then I went back to my room to sleep.

...

Live room at the moment.

No ridicule,

Not joking.

It was a sorrowful sound.

"Kneel, I completely kneel down to Grandpa Ye!"

"This is a national treasure level cultural relic, Grandpa Ye actually wants to throw it away!!"

"It's awesome, so Grandpa Ye has this mindset, and he treats cultural relics like dung."

"Fortunately, I donated it to the Palace Museum in the end, otherwise it would be a loss for the entire country of China!"

The voice of the audience.

All have a lingering fear in their hearts.

And Xu Ao stared at the Qingming Riverside picture on his hand

It’s been a long time...

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