Chapter 327: So curse

"What story?" Muto Xiaozuo asked arrogantly, he was already in hand at this time.
Zhou Zhong smiled and preached to Muto Xiaozuo: "We Chinese people know this story, and even three-year-old children have heard it. It is a story of our Chinese parents educating children."
"Say there was a dry well in the East China Sea in ancient times, and a turtle lived in the well. Oh, by the way, Mr. Muto knows what a turtle is? A turtle is the bastard."
"The biggest fun of this turtle every day is to sit in the well and look up at the sky. It feels that the sky is particularly beautiful. It is the best sky in the world. Everything you see in this well is all of it! But one day, the mouth of the well will come. One person, this person looked at the big turtle in the well and asked, what are you doing down there? The big turtle praised the sea with pride and arrogance, saying that this well is the best place. This day is the bluest one, the one in the well Water is the sweetest."
"And this person told this big turtle and asked him how big the blue sky outside is? Have you seen the world outside? Have you seen how vast the sea outside is?"
"But it's a pity that this turtle can only survive in that small land forever, he can't get out, so he can't see the vast blue sky and sea, and this colorful world!"
Muto Xiaozuo and the Japanese people are not fools. They immediately understood the meaning of the midweek story. This...this is a curse!
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The Japanese people can understand it, and the teachers and students of Jiangling University can understand it even better. They couldn't help but burst into laughter for a while, not to mention how relieved they were!
"Who is it this week? Why didn't I know that our School of Archaeology has such a powerful lecturer, so funny!"
"Zhi, he is my idol, and he doesn't have swear words. Isn't that saying that the big turtle is a little devil?"
"Hahaha, isn't it? I also said that the well is a land of bullets, isn't the little devil's island a land of bullets?"
"You guys, don’t care about your children. Teacher Zhou is too good. There was a pit at the beginning. It is said that this story was taught by our Chinese parents. Now Teacher Zhou Zhong uses this story to educate the little devil, which means he is a kid. The devil’s parents, hahaha! I have never seen such an advantage, and this teacher hasn’t slipped away!"
For a while, these students were all laughing and discussing with joy.
Muto Xiaozuo pointed at Zhou Zhong angrily, and did not speak for a long time.
"In the middle of the week, you...what do you mean! You Chinese are really rude, I must report this to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs!" Muto Xiaozuo said angrily.
Zhou Zhong smiled and said, "Mr. Muto, what are you in a hurry? I just told you a story. Look, why are you in a hurry?"
"Professor Zhou, you want to give us an explanation!" Muto Xiaozuo ignored the midweek, knowing that there would be no cheap in midweek, so he directly embarrassed Teacher Zhou.
Professor Zhou was also holding a smile in his heart, saying that this week, it was really too bad, and it would hurt people's fragile minds that they would not be cursed like this.
Helping the eye sockets on his nose, Professor Zhou smiled and apologized to Muto Xiaozuo: "Mr. Muto, if our teacher says something wrong, then I apologize to you, maybe this story is not suitable for you Japanese people. Why don't we stop telling the story and talk about these two antiques."
Professor Zhou didn't want to talk about this antique before, but now the middle of the week is here, he believes that the middle of the week will definitely speak out. He had seen the scene of the fake night pearl in the Han Li antique shop in the middle of the week.
Muto Xiaozuo was full of anger and gave Zhou Zhong a vicious look. Hearing Professor Zhou's words about antiques, his mind immediately became active. I lost a game just now, now I have to get it back! Hmph, let your Huaguo blow the ceiling, and don't want to say anything on these two antiques!
Muto Xiaozuo brought these two antiques carefully and carefully selected them. After studying for half a month, they confirmed that these two antiques, apart from what they found, will definitely not say anything new. It's hard for these Chinese people.
"Well, in that case, it's my condition just now, Professor Zhou, then please tell me!" Guteng Xiaozuo hugged his shoulders and said.
Professor Zhou looked at Zhou Zhong with a smile, and motioned: "Teacher Zhou, then come and take a look."
In the middle of the week, I suddenly burst into a bitter smile. This time, Professor Zhou has regarded himself as a hired worker, right? I just helped you get back a round, and I didn't even give you time to rest.
However, there was no stage fright in the middle of the week. He came to the table and glanced at the two antiques. The treasure hunter immediately analyzed the information of the two antiques.
Analyze their names, authenticity, year, manufacturing process, and materials contained.
There is already a bottom line in the Zhou Center, and he pointed to the painting and asked Muto Xiaozuo: "Mr. Muto, do you say this is genuine?"
Muto Xiaozuo said loudly and confidently: "That's right! This painting is a masterpiece of Mr. Wu Daozi in the Tang Dynasty! In the middle of the week, you should know who Mr. Wu Daozi is? Su Shi, a popular poet of the Song Dynasty, has such a sentence Words, calligraphy to Yan Lu Gong, painting to Wu Daozi. Yan Lu Gong is the famous calligrapher Yan Zhenqing, these two people represent the pinnacle of calligraphy and calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty."
Zhou Zhong naturally knows who is Yan Zhenqing and who is Wu Daozi. Wu Daozi is called a painting sage, and his painting level can be seen.
Zhou Zhong looked at the painting playfully, and suddenly said, "This painting is fake."
"what?"
Hearing this, everyone opened their mouths in surprise, including Professor Zhou.
Everyone can see that the little devil brought these things out to embarrass them deliberately. How could the little devil slap himself and draw a picture that they had identified wrong?
Moreover, Professor Zhou took a look just now, and he could probably see that the brushwork of this painting is indeed very similar to Wu Daozi's work. The little devil can study for so long, shouldn't it be wrong?
Naturally, Muto Xiaozuo would not believe the words of the middle of the week, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Mid of the week, you are so arrogant! This painting was appraised by several national masters of our great empire. It is definitely authentic. You actually said that this painting is fake, it's really ridiculous!"
Zhou Zhong said with a sneer: "Why, your Japanese appraisal is true, then must it be true? As I have already said, our Chinese culture is extensive and profound, not the corner of what you see! This painting is fake. "
The people in the little devil investigation group were angry, and someone immediately stood up and asked: "You said it was fake, how can you prove it?"
Muto Xiaozuo also questioned: "Yes! How do you prove it? I tell you midweek, if you can say it, if you can't say it, this matter is endless for our great empire and your China!"
There was a gloomy flash in Zhou Zhong's eyes, you and us never finished? The little devil in the land of bullets is frequently arrogant. If you don't want to fight your arrogance, you really don't know the north, south, east and west.
"Okay, you want evidence, don't you? Then I will tell you what is true archaeology and what is true Chinese culture. Let you little devil open your eyes!"