Is he teasing me

Chapter 335
Xiao Guotao's refired celadon-glazed porcelain is displayed in the deepest part of the exhibition hall, and it is separated from other exhibits by a wood-colored hollow screen from floor to ceiling.Two upright special security personnel are arranged around a glass cabinet in the center. Inside the glass cabinet is a round washbasin with a regular shape. It is surrounded by visitors who are almost in a pilgrimage mood, but the warm sky Green, however, seems to have isolated a world with its refined elegance, as quiet as the sound of nature.

The beauty of sky blue glazed porcelain is hard to describe in words. It is hard to imagine this peak glaze color if you don't see it with your own eyes. No wonder countless emperors and generals have been fascinated by it for thousands of years, and there are even more skilled craftsmen who have followed suit.

Zhang Moyan raised the camera and took a few photos. Xiao Xingyu took her to see this round wash in the Xiaosheng Museum. In less than half a year, many things have happened to her. Looking at it now This round wash seems to have a sense of right and wrong.

"Is that Mr. Geng Baishan over there?"

"Yes, it seems to be!"

"Why did Geng Baishan come here?"

"Geng Baishan used to study Tianqing glazed porcelain, right?"

……

Jin Xueyang's interview situation was finally caught by some sharp-eyed colleagues. After more and more media recognized Geng Baishan, the scene began to commotion.

"What happened?" Zhou Xia asked the audience with some confusion.

"Ms. Zhou, Mr. Geng Baishan has come to your exhibition hall!" Someone cheered loudly.

"Yes, is it?" The loudspeaker pinned to Zhou Xia's collar let out her panicked voice, which was quite different from her confident and generous talk just now.

Zhang Moyan turned around suddenly and saw that Geng Jun had pulled out of the crowd at the first, with a very nervous expression on his face.

Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat, and a thought crossed his mind: Don't Geng Jun and Zhou Xia know that Geng Baishan is here?

Soon, Geng Jun saw Geng Baishan, and immediately stepped forward to take care of him very quickly.At this time, the media reporters, including Jin Xueyang, started booing, and everyone surrounded them, pushing Geng Baishan to the stage like a boat along the way, and pushed him to Zhou Xia's side.

Zhou Xia's beauty had faded, she hurriedly opened up her seat and politely invited Geng Baishan to take a seat, her expression and demeanor could be described as "surprised".

Geng Baishan sat down with a smile on his face.

But for some reason, Zhang Moyan looked at this uncharacteristic scene from a distance, but felt a sense of terror spontaneously.

Xiao Huai's voice floated next to her ears: "Zhou Xia, I kindly advise you that if you persist, you will definitely be hit hard."

And Xiao Xingyu said even more: "I'm afraid it's an understatement to say that the blood is broken. I think they have to be skinned if they don't die."

Amid the din of voices, Zhang Moyan's heart clenched heavily.

"Sister Moyan, let's go and have a look too!" Xiaowa seemed to be a little worried, frowning and begging Zhang Moyan.

Zhang Moyan was stunned for a moment, then flinched and said, "I can't, you go over there!"

Xiaowa didn't notice Zhang Moyan's strangeness, and hesitated for a while seeing that Zhang Moyan didn't move, but finally said to Zhang Moyan, "I'll come back later" and went up to her.

Soon a service staff added a chair to the stage, and the host and Zhou Xia also sat down together. In a blink of an eye, Zhou Xia's sharing meeting became a media meeting between Geng Baishan, Zhou Xia, and the host.

"Mr. Geng, we saw that you have been visiting Ms. Zhou Xia's ceramic works just now. We would like to ask you what is your evaluation of this exhibition?"

A reporter stood up and asked Geng Baishan with a microphone.

Geng Baishan took the microphone that Zhou Xia handed him, with the corner of his mouth turned up, and paused for a moment.

The scene immediately showed a kind of waiting silence.

"Ceramics are a precious heritage handed down from the vicissitudes of Chinese civilization. The name of Ru Kiln is astonishing, and the azure-glazed porcelain is the leader of Ru Kiln and even Chinese ceramics. Today, Master Xiao Guotao's azure-glazed porcelain sits here. I feel ashamed How dare those who live here dare to criticize his descendants."

Geng Baishan is a very mature man of appearance no matter in terms of his image, demeanor, style of conversation, and demeanor. He has two completely different arrogances of an entrepreneur and a scholar mixed in him.

What he said was quite respectable, but the media reporters sitting below picked up any one with a delicate heart, and immediately recognized his subtext.

"You mean that if Master Xiao Guotao's celadon glazed porcelain wasn't there, you would have made some suggestions for Ms. Zhou Xia's works today?"

Zhang Moyan recognized the person who asked such a sharp question at a glance. He was a well-known troublemaker in their circle. expensive.

"I don't mean that," Geng Baishan smiled politely and indifferently, "the rarity of the Ru kiln is needless to say, I think it is a good idea for young people to inherit and carry forward the skills of the Ru kiln and do some personal creations on the premise of doing a good job in their main business. Very good thing."

This time, not only the provocateur, but everyone can hear that there is something hidden in Geng Baishan's words, and there is something in his words.

Comrades journalists are always happy to see such signs, and as expected, someone stood up immediately: "As far as we know, Ms. Zhou Xia's main job now is to serve as the product director of Xiaosheng Porcelain Industry. Do you have more suggestions? Is she doing her job well?"

Geng Baishan laughed: "Little comrade, this is what you said, not me. You are so sharp and careful that Ms. Zhou will kick you out!"

The reporter who asked the question laughed, and turned towards Zhou Xia modestly: "Ms. Zhou Xia, please don't drive me out. Mr. Geng parachuted into your exhibition. I wanted to help you get some suggestions from Mr. Geng." , really out of kindness!"

Zhou Xia was already sweating profusely, but even if the other party handed me a knife on this occasion, she would have to continue: "Mr. I also hope that Mr. Geng can teach me a thing or two, your opinion is very precious to me!"

Geng Baishan shook his head: "I don't dare to teach. After all, many of my own children and grandchildren don't make ceramics anymore, and they haven't made achievements in this industry. How can I have the weight to teach other people's children?"

"Mr. Geng, are any members of your family engaged in other industries?"

Geng Baishan affirmed: "Of course, making ceramics is very hard, and we have to talk about our interests. Although our Geng family has the Baishan Group, I have never restricted the development of our children and grandchildren. They can do whatever they want. Now some of them have become teachers and some have become doctors. I think it is very good and they have made great contributions to society. I also hope that those who leave this industry can find practitioners in other industries to be their lovers. Haha, this will help Keep the diversity of our Geng family population!"

Zhou Xia, Geng Jun, and Zhang Moyan's hearts twitched at the same time when they heard the last sentence.

　I really convinced myself,
　　write now,

　　Still won’t feel like reducing the plot and speeding up the end just because there are too many words, no time to update, and fewer readers.
　　I still plan to write out the content of how I planned in the past, how to write it out.

　　I know this is speechless and torturing readers,
　　But I can't control myself,

　　It’s just that I still care about the perception of the book,
　　I don't want readers who finish the book to feel anticlimactic after seeing this book.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)