Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 131

Xiao Yang and Xiao Xiao appeared on the live screen.

The comments kept rolling.

—— "Tmd, brothers, don't squeeze, let me connect one."

—— "Brothers, come and listen to the story. Do you want melon seeds? Peanuts, popcorn..."

—— "You don't know, I secretly took a look at "The Grave Robber's Pen" at work, and I can never forget its appearance. The boss asked me to accompany the client in the afternoon, and I said fuck it, the client is not as important as listening to my godfather's storytelling."

At this time, the backstage director cut the first audience's video connection into the big screen.

A man with a slicked hair appeared on the screen, leaning on a leather sofa.

Man: "Hello."

Xiao Yang: "Hello."

Xiao Xiao: "Hello, uncle."

This man who looks like a successful person showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

It's not that he loves to laugh by nature.

It's just that he knew the value of "The Grave Robber's Pen" written by Xiao Yang at the first glance.

This is simply a cash cow. Who can not smile at a cash cow?

The man's steady voice sounded: "Hello, Xiao Yang, I am the general manager of the Qidian website of the Yuewen Group."

"Sorry, I can't find your personal contact information, so I can only contact you in this way."

"I didn't expect it to be connected."

"I want to talk to you about cooperation..."

The general manager talked about the contract in this way for a purpose.

He knew that such a good book would make everyone want to get a piece of the pie.

Then he stood up first and let those small companies see who dared to compete with him, a big online writer.

This would save a lot of trouble.

Indeed, there were many online editors in the audience, and these people wanted to sign a contract with Xiao Yang.

But the general manager of the leading website in the online literature industry, the Yuewen website, has sent an invitation.

How can these small websites have hope?

They can only watch the fun.

Before the man finished speaking.

Xiao Yang said, "Hello, let's talk about this in private."

He hasn't thought about the contract yet, so there's no rush.

Such a stunning work.

Xiao Yang must plan the best conditions for himself.

In his previous life, this book was remade into several TV series.

It made several stars popular.

This involves many copyright issues, and it can't be easily given up.

On the other side of the video, the man said, "Okay, then I'll wait."

After that, the man went offline.

After a while.

Another netizen connected online.

A white and fat middle-aged man appeared on the screen.

When he opened his mouth, his words were a little sharp.

When he saw Xiao Yang, he immediately smiled, cupped his fists, and bowed.

"Oh my God, I'm finally connected."

"Thank you, brothers, for making way for me."

His eyes are a little small, and his eyes are curved when he smiles.

He said to Xiao Yang: "Author, I saw the first chapter of the book you wrote in the live broadcast room this morning."

"Oh my god, it's so good."

"I didn't even eat lunch because I was thinking about it. Look, my face has shrunk."

"Can you tell me what that monster is?"

When this big brother asked this question.

The live broadcast room, which was just very lively, immediately became quiet.

The barrage also disappeared instantly.

Everyone came to this live broadcast room for one purpose, which was to know the plot behind "Grave Robbers' Chronicles" in advance.

At this time.

Xiao Yang's eyes lit up.

In the screen of the other party's video, he found something.

He said: "Books, put it aside for now."

"Bring the bottle behind you closer to show me."

"This?"

The fat man turned around and pointed at a bottle.

Xiao Yang: "Yes, this one."

The god-level treasure appraisal skill given to him by the system took effect at this time.

It allows him to identify the age, quality and origin of various antiques at a glance.

The man brought the bottle in front of him, pointed the camera at it, and asked in confusion.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Yang first asked about the origin of the bottle.

"Where did this bottle come from?"

The man lost his smile when he heard it, and said seriously:

"My mother gave it to me before she died."

"She said it was a family heirloom."

"Oh, my family was so poor when I was a child, how could there be a family heirloom."

"If there was, I would have exchanged it for rice when I couldn't even afford it."

"But since my mother asked me to keep it well before she died, I dare not disobey her and keep it."

Xiao Yang understood it roughly after hearing this.

He said, "Show me the bottom of the bottle."

The live broadcast room scrolled:

- "Fuck, I'm here to listen to the book, not to see the bottle."

-—"Brother who is online, it's crooked, crooked. You have been fooled by Xiao Yang, the main line is crooked, don't look at the bottle, and continue to ask the book."

There was a lot of opposition in the live broadcast room.

The brother who was online slapped his head when he saw the barrage.

That's right!

Each viewer has only 5 minutes to connect.

It's halfway through. What is he doing?

How come he was fooled by Xiao Yang?

He was about to wave his hand and say he would not watch it anymore.

Xiao Yang said loudly:

"Fuck, it's a good product that you can tell at a glance!"

The brother was shocked by Xiao Yang's words.

"What do you mean? What do you mean by opening the door?"

"I didn't open the door."

Xiao Yang explained: "'Open the door' is a word in the antique collection world, which means 'get straight to the point'."

"'Open the door at a glance' means 'get the real thing at a glance'."

In this world, treasure appraisal programs are not that popular.

There are even fewer treasure appraisal anchors, almost none.

Antique collection is only popular in a small circle.

So most netizens don't understand the professional terms of treasure appraisal.

This time.

The man was stunned.

The small eyes that had been squinting just now opened for the first time.

He asked with a shocked tone.

"You mean, this is an antique?"

Xiao Yang nodded and said affirmatively: "Bingo!! You are right!"

The man asked again: "Then how much is it worth?"

Xiao Yang glanced at the vase in the video again and said.

"This is a famille rose vase from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty."

"The body of the vase has a beautiful curve."

"The body of the vase is also painted with a picture of the spring dawn in the Han Palace by a Ming Dynasty painter, one of the ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation."

"It is the best among the Yongzheng famille rose vase, and its research and collection value are very high."

"It is worth this amount."

Xiao Yang kept it a secret.

He made an eight gesture with his hand.

An antique appeared in the live broadcast room, which immediately excited the audience.

——"!!! What's going on? Aren't you talking about storytelling? Why are you suddenly appraising treasures? Is it true or false?"

——"Eight, eight what eight? Eighty thousand?"

——"The guy above, what kind of antique is eighty thousand? Follow my lead, be bold, eight hundred thousand!"

The big brother on the other end of the video looked at the bottle in his hand, and then at Xiao Yang's gestures,

He was a little confused for a moment.

He said stupidly: "8000?"

It's not that he didn't have the guts to guess, but when his mother died, she died of illness.

She had no money to treat it, and died in pain.

If this thing is really valuable.

Why didn't you take it out to treat the disease at that time?

At this time, Xiao Yang's mouth curled.

He shook his finger again and said:

"8 million!!"

What? ! !

Everyone was in an uproar! !