Although Cen Hechun is not young, he is far from the level of old dizziness, he is very clear, and because the distance is extremely close, the numbers on the screen seem extraordinarily huge in his eyes - ten kinds of restored porcelain, six kinds of newly created porcelain, plus the world-famous Ling porcelain, a total of seventeen kinds, the lines are not bad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The three-legged tripod made of various porcelain patterns pressed heavily on his chest, making him unable to breathe.

The crimson is bright and purple, the jade is azure, and the ice-patterned crab claws and earthworms walk in the mud!

Every glaze color flows with a thrilling halo, and every texture is through the bones from ancient times to the present, Cen Hechun is not a person who does not learn and does not know how to do it, but with a scaly claw in front of him, he can see several familiar restored porcelain, such as Shubohai's Haiquan porcelain, the kind of sea blue glaze at the head of the tide, he is very familiar.

It's almost impossible to form a clear idea in my head.

Shu Bohai betrayed him? The old bastards in the porcelain capital betrayed him together? No, it shouldn't be? What about the new porcelain? Cen Hechun carefully discerned the glaze color that made him feel unfamiliar -- the more he looked at it, the more sad he felt, whether it was Ru kiln, or Ge kiln, or other new porcelain, they almost stood out from the crowd, and they actually suppressed all the Haiquan porcelain.

An increasingly terrifying idea made Cen Hechun almost force himself to avoid touching it, but this kind of control must be futile, the more he didn't want to think in that direction, the more his thinking was running all the way to that side, never looking back, never hesitating, as if the front was the end of the 100 meters, and the gold medal was in hand when it passed.

Lin Haven and Ling Ming restored and fired 10 kinds of ancient porcelain in history, and even created 6 unique new porcelain?

How can it be?

No way!

Cen Hechun picked up the phone and called Shu Bohai, Shu Bohai obviously did not follow the trend as Cen Hechun, he didn't know anything about the news released by Seagull International, and after receiving Cen Hechun's call, he actually joked with him: "President Cen, otherwise this year's Arts and Crafts Gold Award selection, just give Lin Haven a bronze award to comfort it, when the time comes, you, or I personally give him the award, hahaha, think about that picture, I think it's interesting, what kind of expression do you say he should be?"

“……”

"President Shum?"

“…… Heh, Shu Bohai, who else knows the firing recipe of Haiquan porcelain besides you?" Cen Hechun's voice was by no means the kind of happiness and pride that could laugh at Lin Haven on stage, but like a panicked and unbelievable lost dog.

Shu Bohai suddenly tensed: "What do you mean? Of course, I am the only one who knows the firing recipe of Haiquan porcelain, and after my father restored Haiquan porcelain with me, no third person knows about it. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure!" Shu Bohai is categorical, this is the root of his life, his ability to eat, his family's iron rice bowl, his so-called money, power, status, prestige, honor, and sense of accomplishment all come from these three words - Haiquan porcelain, if anyone else really knows this recipe, how can he allow it, how can he not know anything: "President Cen, what do you mean? Do you see others know this?"

Cen Hechun did not feel soothed by Shu Bohai's firmness, but sighed more deeply, this breath was so deep and heavy that he almost vomited half of his lungs: "You go to see Lin Haiwen's solo tour exhibition yourself, it was hosted by Seagull, go and see their Weibo." ”

"What kind of Weibo to read, who has the time to read Weibo at this time, what is going on, you tell me. ”

"You'll know when you go and see it. ”

The phone hung up.

"Fuck you old thing. Shu Bohai scolded for a while, of course he didn't have a computer at hand, and he didn't have a Weibo account, as a master among masters, he didn't worry about selling his things, and he didn't need to play some low-style propaganda on Weibo -- what artist would find a group of trolls on Weibo to hype? Lin Haven would not do that.

He glanced around the workshop and found the apprentice he usually disliked the most, who was not practical and disobedient, and liked to do some flower work: "Wang Long, come over for a while." ”

"Huh, master, are you looking for me?"

"Or I'm calling for a soul?"

Hearing the familiar feeling, Wang Long stuck out his tongue and put down the work in his hand and followed: "Master, are you in trouble?"

"Do you have a Weibo?"

"Yes," Wang Long was surprised: "Who hasn't had a Weibo in these years, and it's not a soil cannon." ”

Shu Tu Cannon Bohai's chest churned, and he almost couldn't help beating him, but he really had something to do, so he could only suppress his anger: "You check Seagull's Weibo for me, hiss, it should be called Seagull International Convention and Exhibition Company." ”

"Oh. Wang Long saw that the master's face was not good again, so he didn't dare to say more, so he obediently took out his mobile phone, and checked, and the top one was the one Cen Hechun said: "There is a porcelain exhibition, this is Lin Haiwen, and Ling Ming? ”

Shu Bohai grabbed it and clicked on the big picture below.

"Hey, hey, master, I'm traffic, smooth, there's not much, don't order a big picture, don't, don't. Wang Long was very nervous, staring at the circle of the picture, turning and turning for a long time before turning it out - this is all traffic, all his life.

There is no wifi in Shu Bohai's workshop, and he doesn't allow everyone to play with their mobile phones at work, so how can they install WiFi.

The world is most familiar with Haiquan porcelain, as if the body is hairy, there is no doubt that only he Shu Bohai, so as soon as the big tripod leaked out, he almost immediately saw the texture that belonged to Haiquan porcelain - there is no doubt that it is Haiquan porcelain.

Shu Bohai's eyes had never been so wide.

His throat seemed to be choked by someone: "This, this-"

"Master, master?"

Rubbing, crackling, and sloppy!

This new mobile phone worth 2,400 yuan that Wang Long bought was broken into pieces, accompanied by Wang Long's heart-rending shout:

"My phone, ah!!"

Once the news came out, it was very fast, and almost within three hours of the release of Seagull International, everything that should have been known was known.

Cen Hechun, Shu Bohai not to say, Liu Chuan and other porcelain master porcelain association of you, me and him, not too late, these ten kinds of restored porcelain, including Shu Bohai's Haiquan porcelain, Liu Chuan's misplaced porcelain, and Bai Mingzheng's Sichuan white kiln, there are five kinds of famous porcelain varieties mastered by the important figures in the master porcelain association, only the remaining two are outside the porcelain capital, and Cen Hechun is embarrassed to collude with the characters.

There is no doubt that this time, the porcelain capital was raided from his hometown, his ancestral grave was dug up, and the earth was turned upside down.

Li Muyu also knew, and Yang Mingsheng of Hecheng also knew, both of them were about to see carefully, and they didn't see a piece of their own lines on the "Death Ding", and they didn't feel fortunate at the same time, there was also a trace of dazedness and horror.