Just as she frowned.
A slightly younger elderly woman stepped forward and gestured for Lan Xiaonan to disperse the crowd: "I'm sorry, Teacher Qian was just too happy and didn't mean to disturb you. Thank you for your explanation. Would you please come and sit over there with me?"
The live stream was forced to be paused.
But the popularity has only increased.
It makes other variety shows pale in comparison.
Soon, Qu Jian'er understood why the old woman was weeping with joy. Her deceased husband had spent his entire life trying to prove that the red seal beneath the antique was a particular script.
However, prejudice is frightening.
Rumors that read "Impossible, don't spread rumors, don't talk nonsense" crushed someone who was not yet famous.
No one could prove that the red seal on the bottom of the antique was a type of script, so no one spoke up for that predecessor.
The netizens who casually typed out their opinions were unaware that their unintentional words had significantly distanced some archaeologists from their historical discussions.
This elderly woman surnamed Qian is a senior figure in the antique industry and also the mother of the director of the cultural relics appraisal bureau.
Teacher Qian thought of her late husband, who had died with regrets, and sighed as she looked outside: "If only I could have met you before my old man passed away."
Qu Jian'er didn't know what to say.
She was never good at comforting people.
Ultimately, they decided to respond with silence.
Teacher Qian wiped away her tears and sadness, and smiled at Qu Jian'er: "Can you recognize this font? Do you have any important evidence?"
Qu Jian'er fell silent again; she didn't know how the world judged a type of font.
Teacher Qian thought Qu Jian'er had concerns, and she wasn't in a hurry to see a definite answer.
She could see that Qu Jian'er was unusual.
It wasn't just her rich experience that made her so appealing, but also the unusual calmness of the person in front of her.
Because of her long-standing strictness, even her students felt uncomfortable when they saw her, while Qu Jian'er remained indifferent in front of her.
There was no restraint.
Neither humble nor obsequious.
There was a sense of distance between them in their every gesture.
Clearly, he didn't want to have too much to do with them.
This isn't disdain, but rather a way of avoiding suspicion, or rather, a clever way to avoid trouble.
Furthermore, the temperament that Qu Jian'er exudes is definitely not something that someone her age should have.
That's a feeling that shouldn't be underestimated.
This further solidified Ms. Qian's idea of bringing people into the industry. She seemed to see a glorious future where history would unfold before the audience's eyes, and for a moment she could hardly contain her excitement.
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