The glass windows isolate the hustle and bustle of the city, and the air in the cabin is quiet. The top-notch sound insulation system can't even hear the sound of the engine. Only the turn signal makes a clear ticking sound when turning.
The awkward feeling came quickly. It was so quiet. If it was a lonely man and a woman who were not familiar with each other, it would be acceptable, but the atmosphere created by two big men was very strange.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at Jin Xueyang and saw that he was wandering in Taixu with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
After looking at it for less than a second, Jin Xueyang was keenly aware of it, and he immediately turned on the social mode: "Teacher Xiao, your performance today is so handsome that it can't be compared with the lotus wash but not the secret color porcelain. If you had done a live broadcast at that time, you would
You can have a support group online. By the way, Mr. Xiao, is there a common phenomenon of ancient people studying the works of their peers?"
"It's not that few," Xiao Xingyu replied nonchalantly while driving: "They have existed in all dynasties."
Jin Xueyang: "So is there also azure glazed porcelain?"
Xiao Xingyu clicked his tongue and said disgustedly: "What level is this question? Look at who you are asking."
Jin Xueyang immediately opened his mouth and was extremely embarrassed: "Of course, of course! Teacher Xiao's family has been studying azure glazed porcelain since the Song Dynasty... I mean, besides that, there are other places.
Was there ever any azure-glazed porcelain produced during the period?"
Xiao Xingyu paused and said, "Yes. In recent years, a Song Dynasty azure porcelain plate has been found at the Duandian kiln site in Lushan. If you don't examine the workmanship, glaze color, and patterns carefully, you will mistake it for an official kiln.
Azure glazed porcelain."
Jin Xueyang thought thoughtfully: "So this section of the store kiln is the official kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty?"
Xiao Xingyu turned the steering wheel and made a big turn, and then he answered briefly after driving onto the main road: "No, it was the Guan Kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty who learned and inherited the Duandian Kiln, but the latecomers took precedence."
Jin Xueyang's mouth formed an "o" shape and he nodded as if he understood. For some reason, he felt that Xiao Xingyu's tone seemed to have changed a bit when it came to azure glazed porcelain, and he seemed to not want to talk more.
A wise person should know that he should change the topic at this time, but what is flowing through Jin Xueyang is the passion of journalists who dig deep.
"Teacher Xiao, has this kind of imitation of official kilns always been a trend in this industry? Also, in Chinese history, official kilns only began to exist in the Northern Song Dynasty. So did the three dynasties of the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties have the same attitude towards imitation of official kilns?
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Xiao Xingyu didn't answer his words this time. He held the steering wheel with one hand and glanced sideways at him: "Are you leaving the interview here?"
Jin Xueyang was startled, and then his eyes lit up: "Mr. Xiao, can we do an exclusive interview with you? Let's do a program specifically to talk about ancient porcelain! If you agree, Teacher Xiao, I will go back and report the arrangements immediately.
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Xiao Xingyu looked intently at the road ahead, with no interest: "Let's talk about it later!"
This is already a polite rejection.
But it doesn’t seem like he’s going to die.
With such a good topic choice and such a good-looking interviewee, Jin Xueyang seems to have seen the astonishing reading volume.
His mind was racing as to how to fight for it again. At this moment, he happened to pass by a skyscraper, and the huge, luxurious and shining display screen suddenly changed into a golden advertisement, and the screen was filled with golden light——
Dreamy Jin Hui splashed through the car window onto Xiao Xingyu's face. The three-dimensional facial features formed a barrier that separated light and dark. The sculpture-like lines were clearly reflected in Jin Xueyang's eyes, domineeringly showing what is meant by perfect bones.<
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Jin Xueyang's brain seems to be down.
This delay lasted for more than ten seconds. When he resumed work, he had missed the right opportunity to answer the call. He coughed lightly and turned his head to collect his expression.
The air became quiet again, but not long after this time, Xiao Xingyu casually brought up a topic as if he was polite: "Does your company allow coworkers to have sex with each other?"
Jin Xueyang was stunned for a moment, Xiao Xingyu said such a sentence out of nowhere, and he seemed a little unable to turn around.
"You and Reporter Zhang." Xiao Xingyu nodded.
"Oh, no, no," Jin Xueyang reacted, a little anxiously: "It's not what you think, I, I'm still single!"
Xiao Xingyu twitched the corners of his eyes, feeling that his reply was a bit strange, but he couldn't say why it was strange, so he didn't think much about it and continued chatting: "I think you are quite friendly."
When Jin Xueyang heard this, he immediately turned around and explained seriously: "That is, Mo Yan and I are college classmates. After graduation, we joined the same company and now we are in the same department. Of course we are very familiar with her! Speaking of which, we are very familiar with each other.
It's indeed fate, don't think too much about it, it's not fate, I have a boyfriend."
Xiao Xingyu held the steering wheel with both hands and looked at the red brake lights of the car in front: "Oh, I see...it's good."
Jin Xueyang responded in a hurry: "Where, where."
"I thought you were a couple!"
"Oh, it's not enough."
"How to say?"
Jin Xueyang was about to speak when suddenly Xiao Xingyu's cell phone thrown on the dashboard rang. He took it, looked at the name, and slid it away: "Sasa?"
"Brother - you are popular!" A girl's crazy voice came from the mobile phone, and the magic voice came out like a shout.
"Ah?"
"I guess you don't know yet! Brother, you are on the hot search!! I'm so excited ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" face, porcelain door beauty! It's so beautiful, every picture is so handsome! This
Now there are 1.02 million likes, which is so shameful to our Xiao parents! Hey, why can’t I open it now..."
"What the hell?" Xiao Xingyu turned his head and said to Jin Xueyang, who was already looking at his mobile phone: "Do you have Weibo? Show me the hot search list."
Boom!
Jin Xueyang bounced up with his last note almost suppressed, and hit his head on the roof of the car. He was ruthlessly pulled back by the seat belt, and was tied to the back of the seat in a mess and almost died.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at him: "Brother, please take it easy!"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jin Xueyang didn't have time to sit down, so he leaned over and put his phone under Xiao Xingyu's eyes: "Teacher Xiao, look, our team's report topped the trending search for the first time, and it went viral!"
Xiao Xingyu took the time to glance at the top line of the hot search: "'Porcelain Door Divine Face', what the hell! Click it and let me take a look."
"Brother!" The female voice on the phone became irritated: "This broken phone can't be turned on, can you do it at your place?"
Xiao Xingyu didn't answer, Jin Xueyang poked his finger at the title and answered: "It's on, it's on."
However, it cannot be displayed even after clicking several times.
Jin Xueyang was not annoyed but looked even happier: "That's awesome, the server seems to have crashed. The last time this happened was when a top-notch student and a certain official announced their relationship... Teacher Xiao, your appearance is incredible.
Not debuting is simply a waste."
"He's right, brother, you should take advantage of the opportunity to debut! Your failure to debut is a collective mental loss for Chinese women!" The female voice on the phone started chatting with Jin Xueyang.
Xiao Xingyu didn't understand it for a while, and he was very impatient when he heard them chattering: "It's none of my business!"
Jin Xueyang reluctantly clicked on the screen: "It's the Baodachun Photography News Flash sent by Mo Yan. She put a few photos of you under the text."
Xiao Xingyu was stunned: "My photo? Who allowed her to do this?" After a while, he patted the steering wheel: "It's broken."
"Forget it if you can't open it," the girl on the phone said impatiently: "Fortunately, I just saved it. Brother, I will send it to you for a look."
Xiao Xingyu was not interested at all: "Okay, I got it, I'll ask people to withdraw later, just do your homework!"
"Brother, please stop. It's so expensive to remove hot searches. Why spend this..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Xingyu cut off the phone.
At this moment, there happened to be a red light. Xiao Xingyu stopped the car, held the steering wheel with one hand, and quickly flipped through the address book on his mobile phone with the other hand, as if he was in big trouble.