Lord Qin's little ancestor A exploded

Jian Ci stood in front of the podium, his eyes swept across the crowd, "That fake is the writing in my hand."

This sentence made all the people present who were making complaints about it in the post bar look up.

His eyes were full of disbelief.

Even Ge Yuanbo and Xu Jiang standing in the audience were shocked.

Fake?

fake?

how can that be!

They never got such news and stories like this.

Where did Jian Ci get the news from?

Is it accurate?

Before the two of them could react, they saw that Jian Ci had already spread out the words quickly.

The writing still remained the same as when it was destroyed by Ke Lei.

Large areas of ink, even if I saw it again, I still feel shocking.

But Jian Ci always had a very calm expression on his brows and eyes.

She looked at the calligraphy and painting in her hand, and said: "Because this calligraphy and painting has been outside for a long time, and the R party doesn't know the story, so it was accidentally hit and kept."

As a result, after saying this, one of the seniors in the audience couldn't help rebutting in public, "Impossible! Even if the R party doesn't know the story of this calligraphy and painting, he should have noticed it when the equipment was checked."

Then several seniors also stood up and echoed.

"That's right, it can be found out with modern technology."

"Unofficial history is always unofficial history, you should not believe it too much, junior."

"As orthodox cultural relics students, we should believe in official history."

"That's right, the biography of unofficial history is not reliable at all, nor is it credible."

……

At this time, the old professors of the Department of Cultural Relics in the audience also became suspicious.

After all, they have been in the industry for 50 to [-] years, and they have never heard of this calligraphy and painting and such a story.

Could it be that Jian Ci made it up on the spot?

And Xu Jiang and Ge Yuanbo were also worried at the moment.

They would not suspect that Jian Ci made up stories on the spot.

But unofficial history is unofficial history after all, if the source of the news is inaccurate, it will be ridiculous at that time.

However, Jian Ci stood on the stage calmly all the time, and said in a casual tone: "Whether it is true or not, we will reveal the secret on the spot, and the truth will become clear."

Everyone was stunned.

On-site reveal?

How to reveal the secret?

Could it be that the words are torn apart directly?

How can this be!

Calligraphy and painting have been destroyed once, and have not been repaired, how can they be damaged again!

At that moment, someone yelled in disapproval, "Jian Ci, how long will you be tossing about this calligraphy and painting before you stop?"

This sentence also shouted out the hearts of the people.

"Yeah, how many times has this picture been tossed back and forth, and the ink marks haven't even been repaired yet, so you're talking about fakes, can you let it go!"

"This is a national treasure, the cultural heritage of our country Z, so please stop."

……

More and more people started shouting.

The scene got a little out of control.

Even Xu Jiang whispered under the stage: "Jian Ci, the source of this news is not certain, don't be impulsive."

But Jian Ci smiled casually, and asked Ge Yuanbo to fetch a basin of water.

Ge Yuanbo saw that she looked confident, and even though he was a little worried, he finally went to fetch a basin of water as ordered.

Jian Ci then threw the entire painting into the water.

This move stunned everyone.

They stood up subconsciously, their faces full of disbelief.

Xu Jiang was so anxious that he almost didn't rush forward.

My heart was as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

Jian Ci, this is going crazy!

If the news is false, what will happen to her next!

Half a minute later, she fished out the calligraphy and painting again.

Then spread out again.

The large areas of ink have been completely melted by water, and the fonts have been completely smudged due to the water, and the entire calligraphy and painting have been completely blurred.

Xu Jiang's feet softened, and his figure swayed a few times.

It’s over.

Completely finished.

Calligraphy and painting were completely destroyed.

This completely aroused the dissatisfaction of everyone present.

"Jian Ci, you are too crazy! How can you treat cultural relics like this!"

"Didn't the teacher teach you in the first section that cultural relics are the treasures of mankind, and inheritance and love are our first rules as cultural relics people?!"

"You act like this, are you really worthy of the title of master?"

……

Faced with such menacing doubts, Jian Ci did not speak, but spread out all the calligraphy and paintings on the podium, and under the light of the projector, she carefully examined them.

In the end, in an inconspicuous corner, he was keenly aware of the slightly invisible abnormality in the gap.

She immediately took out a delicate and beautiful dagger from her bosom, and opened the gap slightly.

The people in the audience saw it and were slightly startled.

Before they could speak again, Jian Ci lifted it up neatly and beautifully.

The paper there was really uncovered! ! !

Everyone's face changed drastically on the spot.

Ge Yuanbo and Xu Jiang were also stunned, and immediately rushed up from the stage impatiently.

I saw that under the paper that was originally pasted into one piece, there was a hole in the sky!

The vigorous and exquisite font made them tremble just by seeing it.

This is the real "Book of Filial Piety"!

Such powerful yet unrestrained words are the true filial piety!

After Ge Yuanbo saw that picture, his face flushed with excitement.

Xu Jiang was so emotional that he couldn't speak.

Authentic!

This is the real thing! ! !

The students in the audience looked at the uncovered painting on the big screen, and they were completely petrified.

They never thought that the unofficial history would come true.

And this true story has been hidden for over 700 years!

Now the handwriting has finally been seen again.

And still under their witness!

The emotion of being so overwhelmed that they couldn't speak made them even stop breathing unconsciously.

The huge classroom fell into a deathly silence.

No one speaks.

Everyone stared blankly at the picture.

At this time, those uninformed onlookers in the post bar were still gossip about what kind of unofficial stories it is.

It wasn't until half an hour later that the story about the authenticity of "Book of Filial Piety" exploded!