"What are you talking about? I didn't say anything wrong."

Jiang Zhiyuan looked at her with a smile, looking like a little fox.

"Really? Why would I bother with a country bumpkin like you who has never seen the world?

You certainly don't know the origins of these cultural relics. I'm in a good mood, so I'll kindly introduce them to you. Please listen to me as I explain them in detail."

Zhao Tangtang acted like a big sister, looking superior and domineering.

Jiang Zhiyuan sneered and cursed in his heart, this woman really thinks she is a dish.

As soon as she said this, the expressions of the others changed again. You stupid woman, if you don’t know how to speak, just keep silent. Can you please not drag them into this every time?

As passers-by, they would be annoyed to be dragged into the water every time. Then everyone quietly shifted their attention to Zhao Tangtang's agent.

They all condemned with their eyes, "Can you control your artist? You have no brains, why are you letting him bite you?"

The agent was very embarrassed. She only knew that this person was stupid, but she didn't expect that he was so stupid that he was beyond redemption.

If it weren't for her small status, she would have given up on this person long ago.

[Tsk, I've never met such a fool! All the social skills are just accidents in her hands.]

[The above is really talented! Can you say more? I am very pleased!

(You are really good at talking, old man. If you can talk, just say a little. I like to listen.)]

[I think the guy above is quite good at speaking. I think you can understand the literal translation of classical Chinese.]

[Ahem, back to the point. Is there something wrong with Zhao Tangtang's brain? Why does he look like an idiot to me?]

[How can the person above talk?!

What do you mean by "like"? It's obviously!

[Damn! I almost hurt a friendly soldier. Can you please stop panting when you talk?]

Zhao Tangtang is like the brainless female supporting role in a novel. She doesn't know her place and forgets to bring her brain when she goes out. She is annoying.

Jiang Zhiyuan remained silent. She was too lazy to pay attention to her hypocritical behavior.

She wondered in her heart, could it be that Zhao Tangtang was also bound to some system, and the tasks issued by the system were aimed at her?

[Ding Dong~Host, please don't think too much. There can only be one system in a plane world.

Therefore, this system is unique, cannot be copied and pasted, and cannot be replaced.

Sansi's voice sounded suddenly, which really caught people off guard.

"Speak human language!"

Jiang Zhiyuan didn't take its long speech seriously at all. When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong. This cat definitely has no good intentions.

[Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide this from the host. I want to buy some nice things to please my girlfriend, so can you lend me some money?]

Sansi's voice sounded mean and a little lacking in confidence.

"Think twice, I think you need to face up to one thing: you are a system, not a real cat!

Your interspecies, even interdimensional, love affair will probably lead to nothing!"

Jiang Zhiyuan said earnestly that the system's life is long, but the cat's life is short.

What if Sansi loses his lover in the future, becomes lovesick, and is immersed in sadness and unable to extricate himself?

[Oh, host, you don't have to worry about this little thing. My girlfriend won't fall in love with me. I will probably watch her fall in love, get married, and have children.]

Sansi's nonchalant and comforting words reached Jiang Zhiyuan's ears. Jiang Zhiyuan only felt that his mother tongue was temporarily speechless.

"Haha, you really have self-awareness. I admire you."

Jiang Zhiyuan really didn't expect to get such an answer this time. It was indeed beyond his expectations.

[This system is simply here to experience the sufferings of the world. I really can't stand the pain of love, but I can still endure the pain of being in love.]

Sansi was like a love guru, chattering non-stop about how terrible love was.

"Stop, stop. I'm not interested in love, and please don't be interested in my money either. Goodbye."

Seeing that Sansi was about to continue talking, Jiang Zhiyuan simply blocked him unilaterally.

"This is a piece of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty. The colors are blue and white, and the glaze is delicate and smooth..."

Zhao Tangtang introduced the artifacts incessantly, as if each one was a treasure in her personal collection. Her voice was full of self-righteous authority and pride.

However, her explanation is not without errors and exaggerations. It is obvious that her understanding of these cultural relics is limited to the surface, rather than the in-depth understanding of the history and cultural connotations behind them.

Jiang Zhiyuan listened quietly, with a faint smile on his face all the time, and occasionally nodded to show politeness, but his eyes revealed an indescribable depth and disdain.

Let her go! It's really a bit of torture to let a semi-expert listen to the amateur's teachings.

She couldn't imagine what some of the big guys who were watching the live broadcast were feeling right now. They must be so angry that they were vomiting blood.

Just as Jiang Zhiyuan guessed, the history students and bigwigs who were watching the live broadcast were so angry that their faces turned red.

This is definitely misleading young people! If you don't understand, can you please stop pretending?

It's shameful to talk nonsense like this! And why do our country's products become "foot basin chicken" in your mouth?

From ancient times to the present, we have only heard of sons looking like their fathers, but how can we ever hear of fathers looking like their sons?

Fuck!

If it wasn't a live broadcast but was being said in front of them, Zhao Tangtang would have been dragged off the stage long ago.

Jiang Zhiyuan understood that Zhao Tangtang's showing off was just to show his superiority in front of everyone.

And this superficial show-off, in her view, is nothing but a ridiculous farce.

But she didn't expose him, she just listened quietly there. She wanted to see how many more lies this person could make up and how much history he could distort.

"Oh, yes, there's also this painting. It's said to be an authentic work by the Song Dynasty master Li Tang. Look at the brushwork, how vigorous and powerful, and the profound artistic conception!"

Zhao Tangtang pointed to a landscape painting on the wall and continued her "explanation".

However, Jiang Zhiyuan just glanced at the painting and shook his head slightly.

Although she is not an expert in calligraphy and painting appraisal, she has some experience in this area due to her many years of contact with authentic works of art.

She was able to keenly perceive the unnatural "newness" of the painting and the traces of deliberate imitation revealed in the brushstrokes.

She thought to herself that this painting was undoubtedly a fake.

But seeing that everyone was listening with great interest, she didn't dare to say anything. After all, it would seem like she was showing off her talent.

In order to avoid being treated like other people by the fans in the live broadcast room, she silently took a few steps back.

Now she can already imagine that the comments in the live broadcast room must be intense, and she will probably be scolded continuously. She is not worthy of enduring the abuse from tens of thousands of people.