Chapter 658 Two Old Men Fighting Over a Skirt (Update 2)

The live studio exploded upon hearing

this! [Listen! Listen! Even the Palace Museum has come out, what’s going on? Can you still be the master of the Palace Museum? You are the curator, so what? ]

[Exaggeration! This is simply too exaggerated! I have to say that Boss Sang is really good at playing with the script! There are simply no loopholes! In the end, even the Palace Museum has been brought up. This is really for popularity and traffic, but not for life! ]

[No, why do I feel that this doesn’t feel like a script, it feels like real, the police are here, acting in front of the police, isn’t this courting death? ]

[Why do I feel that this old man looks so familiar? The more I look at him, the more familiar he looks. He seems to be the professor who gave us a lecture! 】

【Yes, yes, yes! He looks a lot like our school's doctoral supervisor! 】

In the live broadcast room, a few comments echoed, saying that this old man looks a bit like their school's doctoral supervisor.

【Poof! I say you guys are really good! He's a professor, and he's also a doctoral supervisor! Can you be more reliable? 】

【There are too many traces of the script. I mean, you guys are too unprofessional. At least you should make your statements consistent! One says professor, and the other says doctoral supervisor. What's going on? Are you two from the same school? 】

【Isn't it possible? I'm from the Faculty of Arts of Beijing University. 】

【This is really a coincidence. We're both at Beijing University, studying history. 】

【Fuck! This is really outrageous! Even after all this, you can still go on acting! Could this be Boss Sang's die-hard, brain-dead fan? 】

【Of course! Otherwise, any normal person would not tell such a lie under such circumstances! 】

I can only say that two fists cannot beat four hands. These few scattered people really can't deal with such a large army of black fans.

So many people, a mouthful of spit from each of them can drown them!

Almost no one in the live broadcast room believed these scattered bullet screens.

And here, Old Man Bu, whose identity was questioned, has already started to negotiate the price with Sang Yian.

"Five million! How about it?" Old Man Bu made the first bid.

He was embarrassed to mention the price, because the skirt was made of the same material as the Zen robe, and the material had been lost for a thousand years, so the price of the skirt couldn't be low!

Sang Yian smiled, "Old sir, this is my dress, I don't plan to sell it."

Old Man Bu frowned, "The price is a little low, but it happened too suddenly, and I didn't have time to report it to the higher-ups. So, wait for me to contact the curator. Our curator has more authority, and he will definitely give you a price that satisfies you!"

Sang Yian: "Isn't this..."

"Old Bu, you can't do this either, you have to apply to the curator! Little girl, I can make the decision myself, how about 8 million?"

The old man with a cane interrupted Sang Yian with a loud voice.

Sang Yian was helpless, "This is really not a price..."

Old Man Bu glared and raised his voice, "What's wrong with you? I told you the news about Susha with good intentions so that you could witness this historic moment with your own eyes, and this is how you repay me?"

When he turned to look at Sang Yian, his attitude immediately became friendly, "Little girl, don't be fooled by him. Our Palace Museum is very powerful and receives tens of thousands of tourists every day! There is definitely no problem with funding, and our director will definitely give you a price that will satisfy you!"

Sang Yian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Sang Yian immediately stood between the two and raised his voice.

"It's really not about the price! The two old gentlemen may not have understood what I just said. This plain silk dress is my dress! It's not a commodity and I won't sell it."

"I know it's your dress. It's in your store. If it's not yours, how could it belong to someone else?" The old man was confused.

"Why can't your dress be sold?" The other man was even more confused.

Sang Yian sighed, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and said directly, "I have worn this dress before, and I have worn it several times!"

The two old men looked at each other, still confused, but said in unison, "We don't mind."

Xiaobu on the side couldn't help but remind him, "Grandpa, you want to buy a skirt that a girl has worn? And you want to exhibit it? Do you think it's appropriate?"

The old policeman who had watched the show for a long time reminded him more directly, "Usually, we call this kind of behavior of collecting clothes worn by girls as perverted."

The two old men blushed suddenly and coughed.

They really hadn't thought about this.

The old policeman took a look and smiled, "Is there any use for me here?"

"No, how did this alarm the police? What happened that we don't know about?"

The old man immediately changed the subject. Although he was leaning on a cane, he spoke with full energy and a loud voice that was deafening to the audience in the live broadcast room.

It seemed that the louder the voice, the more it could cover up his embarrassment.

"We received a call from the police that someone was pretending to be an expert here and engaging in illegal criminal activities."

The old policeman repeated what he had said before.

The old man with the cane was confused, "Pretending to be an expert? Who? Him?"

As he said that, he picked up the cane and pointed it at the old man next to him.

Old man Bu sighed, "There's nothing I can do. I'm almost dead. Few young people know me now."

The old man leaned on his cane and laughed at him loudly for a long time before saying, "The man in front of you is a famous master of cultural relic restoration in China. If you have been to the Palace Museum, you should have admired the various cultural relics he restored."

"Oh, this man is also a professor of history at Beijing University. You can find his information on the official website of the school, with photos. You can contact each other."

Everyone searched immediately.

This search was really direct!

The old man's resume was enough to blind everyone.

Beijing University can be said to be the best of the top universities in China. This unprepossessing old man is indeed a professor at this top university!

This is already a resume that will dazzle people's eyes. However, for this little old man, this is just the most ordinary and common introduction.

This man is also the master of cultural relic restoration of the Palace Museum. This is not just a verbal honorific. He actually has a position, or even a professional title.

In his life, this old man has restored countless precious cultural relics, and protected countless cultural relics from being lost overseas.

In terms of cultural relic protection, this old man has made outstanding contributions.

It can be said that this old man is the most authoritative person in today's society in terms of cultural relic identification, protection, and restoration.

It's ridiculous that such an old man was regarded as a liar!

Thinking about Susha, who was identified by this old man, the black fans in the live broadcast room suddenly felt that everything was not good!

Especially those big anchors who attract fans through Heisang Yian!