Come out with a posture of beating the world and the ground, punching the air in the middle, and then kneel down in seconds. Is it so simple?
"Hehehehe~~"
Liu Shize almost laughed out loud.
Tang Zhiyi pointed at Chen Yang with one hand and covered his stomach with the other, laughing so hard that he fell forward and back.
"Killing me.
Chen Yang, I knew you were a waste, but I didn’t expect you to be such a waste.
Are you here specifically to be funny?"
In fact, what Tang Zhiyi really wanted to say was: "Do you dislike Tang Wan for not dying quickly enough?"
Su Hongyu jumped out, helped Tang Zhiyi express her feelings, and cursed angrily: "Chen Yang, you loser, do you want to kill Xiaowan?"
Chen Yang ignored Su Hongyu and sneered: "Tang Zhiyi, you jumped out too quickly. Have you been looking forward to this for a long time?"
Tang Zhiyi curled his lips and said disdainfully: "What are you talking about? I collected fake things and used them to trick old customers. In the end, you, a loser, jumped out and acted like a clown. This can't be all my fault, right?"
"You want to throw the blame on me? Okay, we can go to grandma's place to judge, or the whole Tang family can judge together."
Tang Zhiyi's heart was stable, he was determined now.
Chen Yang shook his head and laughed, saying: "You are happy too early."
He took two steps forward, put his hand on the pastel lady-patterned vase, and first shouted: "Andrew, don't leave in a hurry."
Everyone followed the sound and discovered that when Professor Lu and others decided that the bottle was fake, the hip-hop foreigner started to tiptoe out and now he plunged into the crowd.
Tang Zhiyi laughed when he saw this and said: "Foreigner, you don't have to run away. Our Chinese customs are different from your foreign antiques. We pay attention to your eyesight. If you get an eye shot, you will be treated as a tuition fee and it cannot be refunded."
Andrew turned around in surprise and blurted out: "Really?"
Facing Tang Zhiyi's provocative gaze, Chen Yang said without hesitation: "Really, don't worry."
"I stopped you because I wanted to confirm with you that you are sure you sold this treasure to us, Heshuntang, right?
Everything is written in black and white on your signature documents. Are there any objections?"
Andrew shook his head repeatedly, changed his crept and wretched look, put on a hip-hop pose again, and came back swaggeringly.
"No problem, it's yours.
These are all."
Liu Shize and Tang Zhiyi looked at a pile of tattered old Western-style table lamps on the ground and laughed even louder.
The taunting energy almost lifted the roof off the house.
"Chen Yang, don't you think you're embarrassed enough?"
Su Hongyu cursed angrily.
How can someone like Chen Yang stop the seller even though it is obviously a fake? Do you want people to watch the fun?
Chen Yang ignored the disdainful gaze that came at him like needles, picked up the pastel lady-pattern bottle, and said calmly:
"I just said it's not Yongzheng pastels, but I didn't say it's not a treasure.
What are you anxious about?"
Tang Zhiyi couldn't wait to trample him to death, and sneered: "Fake goods are fakes, tell me if a flower can be turned into a real thing?
Tell me, what kind of treasure is this?"
Chen Yang said categorically: "This is a national treasure!"
Liu Shize said disdainfully: "Returning the national treasure? You might as well say it is a panda!"
I might be blind and still believe it.
You're a shabby fly shop, but you can have a ghost of a national treasure."
Chen Yang waved, and of course an errand boy from Heshun Hall brought over the things he had prepared early.
He also said: "Well, let's make a bet.
Let’s bet on whether this treasure is a national treasure or not?”