Live Broadcast: I Am The Strongest Audience!

Chapter 24: National treasure? real or fake?

Under the guidance of the staff, Shen Fei paid the payment.

After getting the invoice from the auction house.

The electronic sound of the system rang immediately.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the sign-in task and receiving an intermediate gift pack*1! Do you want to open it now?"

...

He suppressed the joy in his heart.

Shen Fei returned to the auction hall, shook hands with Raul, who was still in a daze, and thanked Mr. Yuan again.

Then he waved to the guests in the venue.

Finally, amid a burst of thunderous applause, he led a group of staff and slowly walked outside the venue.

"Mr. Raul, it's getting late, we should go back, you can take care of yourself!"

Mr. Yuan said something to Raoul Anderson, and then left the auction hall with the support of Yuan Xiaoyu.

There was also a commotion among the audience.

Tonight's auction turned into a farce.

I didn’t get what I wanted, and I was treated like a monkey.

Everyone felt a little unhappy.

Fortunately, Raul also got the comeuppance he deserved.

Everyone has already foreseen Jia Li's fate.

Just because of an unknown young man, a hundred-story building collapsed overnight.

No one knows what kind of reshuffle the Yanjing antiques industry will suffer in the future.

But Shen Fei's name will definitely be resounding throughout the Yanjing antique world after tonight.

...

"Come on, be careful, don't damage my car!"

The underground car park of Shenglong Building.

The staff at the auction house gradually put the antiques photographed by Shen Fei into the car.

Fortunately, it's not big, the acacia table can be folded, and the trunk can just fit in it.

"Okay~ you guys go back!"

After everything was packed into the car, Shen Fei sent the auction house staff away.

Just looking at this national treasure in his hand, Shen Fei felt a little worried.

"This Raul is a ruthless character at first glance. He can scare him for a while. When he comes to his senses, this thing will be a disaster in his hands sooner or later!"

Thinking like this, this glass cup instantly turned into a hot potato.

"Shen Fei!"

Just when Shen Fei didn't know what to do with this thing.

A shout suddenly came from a distance.

Shen Fei looked up and found that it was Yuan Xiaoyu and the others.

The former hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Ah ha, long time no see! Are you guys coming out too?"

Hearing Shen Fei's words, Yuan Xiaoyu immediately looked at him like a fool.

"Didn't we just meet?"

"Ah? That's right! What a coincidence! We meet again so soon!"

Yuan Xiaoyu: "emmm..."

“Did this idiot really write that song??”

Thinking like this, the girl's gaze on Shen Fei became more critical.

Not paying attention to Shen Fei's strange behavior, Mr. Yuan said: "Shen Fei, there are two things I want to discuss with you!"

"Um?"

Shen Fei was startled when he heard Mr. Yuan's words.

He asked aloud: "Mr. Yuan, what's the matter with you? It's okay to say it!"

Seeing Shen Fei's sincere attitude, Mr. Yuan nodded, and then said: "This is the first thing... Shen Fei, are you willing to study archeology with me?"

"!!!"

After hearing Mr. Yuan's words, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and Yuan Xiaoyu were suddenly surprised.

"Mr. Yuan, don't you stop accepting disciples?"

"Yes, Grandpa, last time Grandpa Fang took a Yuan Qinghua as a disciple, hoping that you would accept his grandson as your disciple, but you didn't agree. How come..."

Mr. Yuan did not explain anything to the two people's doubts.

Just looking at Shen Fei quietly.

"Sorry, I appreciate your kindness, but I'm really not interested in history, archeology, mummies or anything like that!"

Without hesitation, Shen Fei refused directly.

These straightforward words made Yuan Xiaoyu and the others' eyes widen instantly.

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about! Do you know what you are rejecting? You are so ignorant!"

Such a good opportunity was turned down by Shen Fei. The middle-aged Confucian scholar couldn't help but angrily yelled.

The audience in the live broadcast room is accustomed to Shen Fei's operations.

"Why are you howling? It's just fucking!"

"That is, can archeology be as good as being a singer? Shen Fei even dismisses the status of a superstar, let alone such boring academic research!"

"Hey, that's the truth. Let Shen Fei study history. Isn't this a waste of natural resources?"

"Actually, archeology is quite fun, and the live broadcast of tomb robbing is very interesting [funny]"

"0.0! Tomb robbers? Upstairs, you have read too many novels! But Shen Fei, when are we going to visit Jingjue Ancient City?"

"..."

To the middle-aged Confucian scholar, Shen Fei just spread his hands and did not explain anything more.

"Alas~"

Seeing this, Mr. Yuan sighed and said: "It's a pity. Everyone has his own ambitions, and I won't force you! But if you figure it out one day, you can come to me at any time!"

"What's one more thing?"

Shen Fei asked.

"This second thing...is related to that glass lamp!"

"Liu Li Zhan?"

When Shen Fei heard this, he didn't think much and took out the glass cup.

Looking at the glass lamp in Shen Fei's hand.

Yuan Xiaoyu couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Why do you still keep this thing?"

Hearing the girl's complaints, Shen Fei spread his hands and offered no explanation.

After Shen Fei took out the glass lamp, Mr. Yuan's eyes never left it.

The uncontrollable heat in his eyes.

"Shen Fei, I have a heartfelt request, please think about it carefully!"

"An unkind request?"

Hearing what Mr. Yuan said, Shen Fei was stunned.

"Mr. Yuan, if you have anything to say, just say it. I will try my best if I can!"

Hearing Shen Fei's words, Mr. Yuan poked his hand, with a rare hint of embarrassment on his face.

"That's it, Shen Fei, do you intend to take action on this glass lamp?"

"Take action?"

Shen Fei was startled when he heard Mr. Yuan's words.

This thing is really useless in my own hands, it's just a hot potato.

Shen Fei is naturally eager to find a buyer!

When Mr. Yuan asked, Shen Fei guessed that he wanted to buy this treasure from himself.

So he asked: "Mr. Yuan, do you want to buy this glass lamp?"

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ounce?

Just hearing the conversation between Mr. Yuan and Shen Fei, Yuan Xiaoyu and the audience in the live broadcast room were instantly confused.

"Finding a buyer? What does Mr. Yuan mean?"

"Wu Cao! Is it real or fake? What is this for? A modern glass product, and you are looking for a buyer with such a big fanfare?"

"How else would you explain it?"

"No, why do I feel a little weird?"

"What does Shen Fei mean by this? Do you really think Mr. Yuan is a rag collector?"

Just like the audience in the live broadcast room.

Yuan Xiaoyu and the middle-aged Confucian scholar also felt that Shen Fei was insinuating Mr. Yuan.

The two of them were immediately unhappy.

"Hey, what do I mean by you? My grandfather helped you so much at the auction house, and this is how you repay him!"

"That's right! I thought he was some kind of young hero, but I didn't expect him to be an ungrateful bastard!"

Ignoring the two men's scoldings, Shen Fei just waited quietly for the old man's reply.

After hearing Shen Fei's words, the old man's eyes suddenly became hot.

"That's right! Shen Fei, are you willing to transfer this national treasure to me?"

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