Is he teasing me

When Chen Guanfu uttered such words with an immortal face, it gave the impression that he was talking nonsense.

Jin Xueyang automatically ignored the latter sentence, and took up the conversation: "Indeed, no matter whether it is a phone call or a video, there is no substitute for gazing at each other face to face with relatives, and asking each other warmly."

Zhang Moyan felt that Jin Xueyang was a bit like the host of a family-hunting show at the moment.

"The second question is for our five young relatives who are looking for relatives today," Jin Xueyang said, "You must have known that Professor Chen is an expert in ceramic research. May I ask if you have been involved in ceramics or celadon in your previous life? related field?"

Zhang Moyan's eyebrows twitched instantly, celadon?

For Chen Guanfu, she instinctively refused to understand his background, because this project focuses on finding relatives, and she has already applied for withdrawal, so she has always adopted an evasive attitude towards Chen Guanfu's personal information. She also deliberately locked this document in a drawer, as if she knew what she would encounter if she continued to understand it.

But even so, she still heard that Chen Guanfu was an expert in ceramics. At that time, when she only heard the word "ceramic expert", she ran away in a state of distraught. Now that she heard "celadon", Zhang Moyan Instinctively, he was surrounded by a huge shadow, and the guess in his heart became more and more certain.

You don’t need to think about the answer to Jin Xueyang’s question. For young people living in Shenhai, you can ask them whether they have been exposed to artificial intelligence, big data processing, self-media or even the catering industry. Ceramics, That is definitely a very strange and distant category for them.

Sure enough, all five young people gave negative answers.

"I don't know much about it."

"I have always studied computer science."

"I traveled to JDZ the year before last and experienced ceramic making, does that count?"

"I know the five famous kilns, Ru, Guan, Ge, Jun, and Ding. I have seen them all in museums."

"Do we have a ceramics factory in Shenhai?"

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Jin Xueyang listened for a while and cheered up to conclude: "It seems that everyone is like me. The ceramics you usually touch are the dishes and spoons for eating." He changed the topic and asked Chen Guanfu, "Professor Chen, may I ask if you find a For your grandson or granddaughter, if he (she) is engaged in a job that has nothing to do with ceramics, will you ask him (her) to change careers and inherit your mantle?"

"That's for sure." Chen Guanfu's face was pleasant, but he almost didn't think about it, and there was no room for negotiation in his amiable tone.

Zhang Moyan and the 3 women and 2 men were dumbfounded at the same time.

"What if he (she) loves his own profession very much? Or if he (she) has no talent in art, will you insist on letting him (her) take the path of ceramics? You see that they are not young enough Is it too late to learn from scratch?"

Chen Guanfu lowered his eyes, pondered for a while, and when he raised his eyelids again, he smiled slightly: "It is an advantage that porcelain making is more mature, and everything lies in guidance. I am confident that under my precepts and deeds and careful training, my offspring will also You will fall in love with ceramics. At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Mr. Xu Zhiheng, a professor of the Department of Chinese Literature at Peking University, once said that Chinese fine arts put porcelain making first. I don't believe that anyone who understands it can't be fascinated by it."

Speaking of this, Chen Guanfu paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Besides, this is the mission of the Chen family, and he (she) has no choice at all."

After his words fell, the room fell into a chilling silence.

Under Chen Guanfu's indifferent and elegant appearance, he always gives people a very sharp feeling. In other words, the meaning of his words is - he (she) had better fall in love, if he (she) doesn't fall in love, then he (she) will suffer up.

"I believe in your..." Jin Xueyang's beautiful words just started, suddenly there was a loud "boom", the door of the living room was violently knocked open, and a fat and fat uncle rushed in roaring, He grabbed the big white coat sitting at the door and picked it up: "Where is Guo Man?! Where is she!"

"Hey! You can't go in!" Three or five staff members and security guards chased after him, trying their best to stop the strong man who was over half a century old, but the strong man was so powerful that he couldn't shake it at all.

"I don't know, I don't know..." The man who broke in like a tiger and a bear, the frail white coat was frightened half to death, raised his hands and shook his head desperately.

Hearing this, the strong man let go of her suddenly, and immediately grabbed the girl closest to him. With the girl screaming, the strong man turned her face away: "Guo Man!"

When he found out that it was not, he threw someone like throwing a sack towards the person who hindered him. The girl was caught with a thud, and the strong man was able to jump at another girl with a gap.

Shouts erupted in the room, and everyone around the madman left their positions and fled. The police next to Chen Guanfu yelled at the two security guards: "Come here to protect Professor Chen and Mrs. Chen!" Then he put his hands on the table and jumped over. On the table, a lunge grabbed the man's arm.

"Where's Guo Man! Is she there? Is she here!!" The brawny man was obviously a little out of order, roaring like a lion out of control. The policeman bit the back of the policeman's hand tightly!
"Ah——" Scarlet blood flowed from the bite, and the policeman let go of his hand in pain, and the rest of the people were stunned by the scene of indistinguishable between humans and animals.

"Jin Xueyang, protect the equipment quickly!" Zhang Moyan woke up suddenly and untied the camera from the tripod, reminding Jin Xueyang to protect the equipment.

"You still care about this!" Jin Xueyang pulled her back, and before he could take a step, the strong man rushed up and grabbed Zhang Moyan!

Zhang Moyan groaned and nearly fell, but was thrown back from behind, and came face to face with the madman.

The lunatic opened his mouth wide and immediately froze his expression.

Jin Xueyang immediately came up and snapped the crazy man's hand: "Your uncle, let her go! Let go!"

However, the madman didn't listen at all, his big hands were more like iron clamps firmly holding Zhang Moyan's arms, and his protruding eyeballs stared at her motionlessly.

Zhang Moyan was in pain from being caught, he frowned and stared at the man in front of him.

"You are Guo Man's daughter, right?..." The man suddenly calmed down like a manic sea.

Everyone dared not act rashly.

Zhang Moyan swallowed her saliva, making sure that the strong man would not suddenly get violent again, and asked cautiously, "Who is Guo Man?"

The man seemed to have been hit by a blow, he let go of Zhang Moyan in disbelief, hurriedly took out a folded piece of coated paper from his trouser pocket, and eagerly unfolded it: "That's her! You must be her daughter, right? Quick, tell me where is your mother? Where is she! Please tell me, please?"

The crazy strong man grabbed Zhang Moyan again, but the difference was that this time he cried loudly, begging rather than asking, Zhang Moyan was shaking back and forth like a slender sapling under his shaking, like a sapling. Lost soul.

The policeman strode up and pressed the crazy man on the table with his hands twisted backwards to control him. He took the paper away in his hand, took a look, and immediately looked at Chen Guanfu who was still sitting in his seat: "It's Chen Yun." !"

What this crazy man took out was the missing person notice with Chen Yun's photo that they had published in newspapers, magazines and advertisements.