Is he teasing me

Chapter 132 It's Totally an Attitude Towards Children
It turns out that the Celeste Celadon Porcelain is in a separate exhibition hall, which is not actually an exhibition hall. Considering its size, concealment, and complicated entry procedures, it seems more appropriate to call it a safe room.

The space of less than [-] square meters is divided into two parts. One part displays the ancient Ru kiln and sky blue glazed porcelain, and the other part displays the sky blue glazed porcelain that was successfully refired after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Both parts have very few collections. .

There is only one complete narcissus basin in the ancient area, and the rest are the remnants and some fragments of Ru porcelain after restoration. Although the number is very small, the value of these alone may be worth the sum of the other porcelains in the entire exhibition hall.

There are only three collections in the modern area, all of which were made by Xiao Guotao. They were three pieces of azure-glazed porcelain that he accidentally fired in the 80s, 90s, and 10s. One piece round wash.

This is the first time Zhang Moyan has seen the real thing of sky blue glazed porcelain with his own eyes. The characteristics of jade, face like jade, and cicada wing pattern push the beauty of traditional ceramics to the extreme.

Zhang Moyan suddenly felt that there was a serious lack of rhetoric, and was so shocked that he could only use the word "beauty" to praise the azure glazed porcelain.Especially the three pieces of celadon glazed porcelain refired by Xiao Guotao, no matter the glaze color or the opening, are exactly the same as those made by the ancients.

"Miss Xiao, can I take some photos?"

After asking, Zhang Moyan found out that Xiao Xingyu had been standing by the door and didn't come in a step.

"I just want to take a few photos of Mr. Xiao's re-burnt items. I haven't seen them in any materials before."

no reply.

After two consecutive questions, Xiao Xingyu did not receive an answer, and the other party seemed to be in a trance.

Zhang Moyan walked over with some doubts, and Xiao Xingyu was staring at a certain place on the ground in a daze, so absorbed that he seemed to be covered with a layer of worry.

"Mr. Xiao?" Zhang Moyan shook his hand in front of his eyes, and asked concerned, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Xingyu came back to his senses, stared blankly, and put on his usual smile for a second: "Have you talked to me, oh, I was thinking about something just now, what did you say?"

"I would like to ask if it is possible to take a few photos of Mr. Xiao's three works, because I don't seem to have seen them in any materials..." Zhang Moyan traced Xiao Xingyu's face, his nose was so straight Straight, anyone with such a nose would be proud.

"It's fine if it's inconvenient to shoot. I haven't disclosed it. Is it because I want to ask for Mr. Xiao's opinion?"

Xiao Xingyu didn't say if it was true, under the special bronze light of the museum, his lips moved when he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back, and after a while, he patted her shoulder lightly: "Then we won't do it, shall we? "

"Oh, good." Zhang Moyan was stunned by his soliciting tone and unusual emotions. Her sixth sense realized that Xiao Xingyu didn't seem to like this place very much. He came here. It seems to be getting boring.

Maybe it's because for the Xiao family, Tianqing glazed porcelain is more of a problem that their ancestors have been confused, struggling, working hard and frustrated for generations...

Who's in a good mood about something they can't handle?
"I'm optimistic, it's getting late, let's go home!" Zhang Moyan cheered up, with the meaning "I'm not unhappy because I can't take pictures" in his eyes.

"Okay." Xiao Xingyu smiled at her, then beckoned to the staff to lock the door.

The two walked side by side to the first floor, and there were exquisite celadon portraits hanging on the walls along the road. Zhang Moyan would stop after taking two steps, either to read the words above, or to take a few photos with his mobile phone.

In the beginning, Zhang Moyan was worried that her stop-and-go marching speed would make Xiao Xingyu angry, but he didn't expect that the young master would behave like a gentleman throughout the whole process, and would explain something to her from time to time, which made her ask Dong Dong even more brazenly. Ask West.

"Ms. Xiao, why don't you let me do an exclusive interview with you!"

Zhang Moyan felt that she was amazing, to say this key sentence so naturally, without abruptness, smoother than Dove, without any intentional feeling at all.

However, Xiao Xingyu immediately stopped talking, and looked at her condescendingly with narrow eyes. After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Moyan understood what he meant. be discouraged.

"Okay, I got it! Then... Mr. Xiao, you said that you want to introduce another interviewer to us, can you tell us who that person is?"

Let’s get straight to the point, anyway, sooner or later you will have to ask these questions.

"It's just an idea of ​​mine, I'm still looking for candidates." Xiao Xingyu turned around in a majestic manner.

Zhang Moyan paused, then chased after him: "Still looking? Is what you said true?"

"Yes!" Xiao Xingyu walked downstairs with ease.

Zhang Moyan chased him to the first floor and said, "Then, can Mr. Xiao confirm it as soon as possible, because we still need to plan the interview plan according to the target, the program will be broadcast in June, and we need to produce and review... Achoo!"

On the first floor, someone sprayed something, Zhang Mo couldn't help but sneezed when his nose itch.

How embarrassing, but there is a man beside me!

Zhang Moyan hurriedly lowered her head, frantically looking for tissues in her two pockets, but found nothing!Ashamed and angry, a handkerchief covered her mouth and nose.

Looking up, Xiao Xingyu wiped her nose like an old father.

"Did you get choked? It should be that the workers painted something for next week's exhibition."

Zhang Moyan couldn't move anymore, but the next second he sneezed uncontrollably.

"Did you wear lipstick?" Xiao Xingyu looked at the lipstick on his handkerchief.

Zhang Mo's tobacco ear was hot.

"Don't use such a light color next time."

"..."

"Makeup should be more obvious so that others can see it."

He smiled and folded the handkerchief that was stained with her snot, and covered her nose again: "Come on, blow it again, let's get out!"

It is completely the attitude of kindergarten teachers towards children.

The key point is that Zhang Moyan really blew hard reflexively.

"Thank you, Teacher Xiao!" Zhang Moyan snatched Xiao Xingyu's handkerchief and wiped it around his nose carelessly. The feeling of death swept his whole body. The only luck was that no one saw it.

"Brother Xingyu, Miss Zhang!"

Just now I said that fortunately no one saw it, so I heard Zhou Xia's voice.

Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu followed the sound and saw Zhou Xia walking towards them from the left aisle with a folder in his hand and the curator of the museum.

From the distance between them, it goes without saying that the extremely rude scene must have been seen.

I can't wait to cover my face with a handkerchief!
"Have you finished your visit? Can you give us some valuable advice on the museum?" Zhou Xia looked at her with a smile, still as beautiful and generous as a princess.

The curator also said: "Yes, the third eye can see the problem the most. If there are any deficiencies, we will improve them immediately!"

Zhang Moyan bit the bullet and agreed: "I can't see what's wrong, don't make fun of me."

The nose is itchy again, trying to hold back.

Zhou Xia still wanted to talk, but Xiao Xingyu suddenly said: "Go back, I'm starving to death! It's time for you to get off work too?"

When he said this, Zhou Xia and the curator couldn't talk anymore, the four said goodbye in a hurry, and Zhang Moyan hurried outside before the third sneezed.

(End of this chapter)