Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

But seeing this scene, Mr. Jiang and Xiang Huai didn't quite understand it.

"Acheng, the identification results are out, what else do you want to identify?"

He frowned oddly, and quietly pulled his grandson over, asking in a low voice.

However, Jiang Yecheng didn't say a word, only smiled lightly.

The next second, at the entrance on the other side of the appraisal hall, there was a burst of unhurried footsteps.

Perhaps it was because of the material of the shoes. Although the hall was a little noisy, the crisp sound like a tap dance managed to attract everyone's curious eyes.

Everyone could not help but follow the reputation.

I saw a tall man wearing a black cloak, a black hat, and even his whole body hidden in the darkness, walking silently towards the direction of the appraisal room.

As he walked, he slowly took off his big black hat, revealing a silvery short hair.

Soon, a handsome face that brought disaster to the country and the people also appeared in front of everyone, as well as in front of the AI ​​robot camera that was broadcast live around the world.

There was a sudden inhalation sound in the lobby outside the hall.

Who is this handsome man!

His strange appearance, it seems, inexplicably gives people a sense of sight of an elf prince in Western mythology!

This is too beautiful...

However, despite the amazement all around him, Xiang Huai at this moment suffocated after seeing the man in black, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

This, this is not...

"Huh?! Why do I think he looks familiar... Little Treasure, help me check..."

In the media outside, an eye-catching reporter suddenly shouted, and began to command a little fat pig-shaped AI housekeeper robot at his feet.

The little fat pig snorted a few times, and then, two beams of light shot out from its nostrils and hit the snow-white wall on the other side of the lobby.

"Wan Ziyuan, a first-class academician, a famous antique and cultural relic restorer..."

Pig Little Treasure hummed the contents of the encyclopedia, and when everyone around heard the words, they couldn't help but stare in surprise.

It was him!

More than ten years ago, this person has been stationed in various world-class headline positions all year round because of the restoration of several heavyweight antique cultural relics, including the handed down famous painting "Spring River Flower Moon Night", and was affectionately called "cultural relics" by eight authoritative media. Doctor" here!

But recently, it seems to have been silent for a while because of the hidden return.

But nonetheless...

In this biomedical paternity test center, what is he doing as a cultural relic restorer?

At the same time, Wan Ziyuan had already walked in front of Xiang Huai.

"A Huai, long time no see."

I saw him smirk and nodded towards Xiang Huai.

Seeing this, Xiang Huai clenched his hands into fists as if he had been set on fire.

"Wan Ziyuan, how dare you appear to me..."

He growled, as if he was about to raise his fist, but in the next second, he was quickly stopped by a slender and powerful arm beside him, and dragged him behind Mr. Jiang.

"Sorry, uncle...Mr. Wan is my friend. What personal grievances do you have? Please talk about it after the live broadcast, okay?"

Jiang Yecheng smiled helplessly and persuaded Xiang Huai softly.

Seeing that he had all come forward, Xiang Huai paused for a while, then he couldn't help but exhale heavily, and glanced to the side angrily.

There was no action.

Seeing this, Wan Ziyuan couldn't help but nodded gently towards Jiang Yecheng.