Gu Sanye looked in the direction of Jiang Chen's farm with a look of helplessness on his face.
as planned,
I originally wanted to go to Jiang Chen to say hello yesterday.
As a result, Ma Wenshan and his party suddenly airborne.
In order not to disturb Jiang Chen,
Gu Sanye asked Wang Dahai to park the car outside the small fishing village and wait for Ma Wenshan and his party to leave.
As it turned out, Ma Wenshan didn't have any intention of leaving, so he just spent the night at Jiang Chen's house.
Gu Sanye was so embarrassed that he had to wait all night.
"Third Master, if that doesn't work, let's withdraw first. You heard what they said yesterday that this interview has been changed to a live broadcast. It will probably be broadcast for several days. It's not an option for us to wait like this."
Wang Dahai spoke out to persuade.
"You are right, go back."
Gu Sanye closed the car window, bad luck.
Although there is nothing wrong with going directly to find the Master, if word gets out accidentally, everyone will probably know that the Nine Dragon Ruler is in the hands of the Master.
When all three religions and nine streams come together, Master will be annoyed to death.
When the time comes, I will vent my anger on myself,
hiss,
The picture is so beautiful that I can’t even think about it.
Gu Sanye shook his head, expelling the bad images from his mind.
Jiang Churan's live broadcast room was opened.
"Good morning, viewers, I'm on air again."
"Good morning everyone, I am Chu Mei, please take care of me."
Two greetings sounded in Jiang Churan's bedroom.
Jiang Churan looked at Jin Qi hatefully,
"Why should a stinky woman have a full-time photographer, but I have to hold my phone myself? I'm not happy!"
Jin Qi held the camera and smiled bitterly,
"Miss Jiang, you can't blame me. This is a job passed down from above, and I don't want to do it either. This thing is quite heavy."
"Um?"
Chu Huaixiang made a nasal noise.
Jin Qi smiled bitterly again.
These two women couldn't afford to offend either of them, so they blamed their own grandfathers. Why couldn't they be compared to the grandfathers of these two women?
Grandpa Jin Qi, who was far away in the capital, sneezed inexplicably.
Grandma Jin Qi next to her asked with concern,
"What's going on, no?
Are you going to catch a cold?"
"I think it's that little brat Jin Qi who is scolding me again. Look, when these two little girls get angry, the camera shakes."
Grandpa Jin Qi pointed to the projection screen on the TV.
Unbeknownst to Jin Qi, Grandpa Jin Qi had been following Jiang Churan's live broadcast room for a long time. This time Chu Huaixiang also started the live broadcast, and Jin Qi was in charge of the camera, so it was changed to Chu Huaixiang's live broadcast.
between.
"I think these two little girls are very good. If Jin Qi can marry either of them, it will be smoke from the ancestral graves of your Jin family."
Grandma Jin Qi smiled.
"Don't think about it. The backgrounds of these two girls are astonishing. They are not something we can afford."
Grandpa Jin Qi didn't give any hope at all. What's the use of smoking from the ancestor's grave? Only the resurrection of the ancestor has some hope.
"What are you talking about? My good grandson is missing something, that is, you two are useless. If you can help Jin Qi earn a bigger family fortune, why do you care about your background?"
Grandma Jin Qi was unhappy because the old man disliked his grandson.
"Ah this..."
Grandpa Jin Qi completely lost his temper.
The water friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing when they heard Jiang Churan's words.
"Who told me that you are the real anchor, while Chu Meiren is a part-time employee from the government?"
"No, anchor, you can also join the Cultural Relics Bureau. Just with these treasures from the old man, you can stay in the Cultural Relics Bureau for a lifetime."
"2333, she is anxious, the anchor is anxious."
"Don't panic, anchor, I'll go over there to explore the road and get information for you."
"Despicable, the two of you are obviously in the same room, so you need to get information. I think you just covet the beauty of Chu beauty. Take me with you."
Jiang Churan's mood became even less beautiful when he saw it.
On the other hand, the number of viewers in Chu Huaixiang's live broadcast room continues to rise, and is gradually reaching the same level as the number of viewers in Jiang Churan's live broadcast room. Some fans come to watch Jiang Churan's live broadcast because of Chu Huaixiang and the Cultural Relics Bureau.
Now that the host has started broadcasting on his own, many people have left Jiang Churan's live broadcast room, wanting to experience the live broadcast experience brought by high-end equipment.
"Help me tell Beauty Jiang that I have been captured and can't go back."
"Today, the Japanese Heavenly Master must subdue this evildoer, Chu Meiren, and I will go."
"Where is the evildoer who once again confuses all living beings, the mighty heavenly dragon!"
"A bunch of inhumane guys, take me with you."
"Ah, is this high-definition quality? Tell Miss Jiang that the equipment is too inferior and I won't go back."
However, Chu Huaixiang could not see the barrage. The only ones who could see the barrage were Director Wang and his party who were far away in the small fishing village.
Director Wang looked at the rising popularity and waved his hand.
"No wonder people now like to film variety shows. Their popularity is unmatched!"
The assistant next to me asked,
"Director Wang, isn't this a documentary? What does it have to do with variety shows?"
Director Wang's face darkened and he called to the idle staff,
"You have been promoted. From now on, you will be my assistant. Throw this idiot out to me. No matter what method you use, don't let me see him again!"
Before the former assistant next to him could react, he was carried out of the door by the new assistant who was tall and round.
Breathing the air without the smell of mental retardation, Director Wang took a long breath,
"Cool!"
The noise in the live broadcast room did not affect Chu Huaixiang at all.
Chu Huaixiang turned slightly sideways so that Jin Qi could capture herself and Jiang Chen in the same shot, looking at Jiang Chen with a smile on her face,
"Old man, what kind of cultural relics can you bring to everyone today?"
"Why, aren't there any big pictures today?"
Jiang Chen really didn't know about today's shooting process, and no one told him anything.
Chu Huaixiang responded with a smile,
"Yes, Director Wang and the others dismantled all the equipment yesterday. Anyway, the short videos that have been circulated were all shot in this room. Sir, you can just introduce them one by one in order. There is no special need for equipment support."
"Well, you can choose one at will, and I'll see if I can recall it."
Jiang Chen waved his hands casually, not pretentiously. Jiang Chen really couldn't remember who left some works. He could only recall them through the analysis of Ma Wenshan and Chu Huaixiang.
"Okay, old man, yesterday we looked at Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy and Wu Daozi's paintings on this wall. There is one painting left without explanation, so let's appreciate this one first."
Chu Huaixiang pointed to the wall behind her.
There are two works hanging below the "Picture of Emperor Yin's Ascension to the Throne" hanging horizontally at the top. One of them is "Magu Immortal Altar" by Yan Zhenqing, and the other is a painting that netizens speculated to be painted by Zheng Banqiao.
It caused a lot of heated discussion.
"This old man remembers that Zheng Xie painted two paintings that year. One was left with me, and the other was given to others by him."
Jiang Chen looked at this painting and smiled, as if he remembered something very interesting.