Chapter 144: Wide-sleeved Dayu

"Didn't you ask about Hanfu last time, it just so happened that you helped Mr. Shen repair the "Plum Blossom Roll", and the old man made a set of Dayu for you as soon as he was happy, and brought one to Mr. Qigong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Mr. Ma said and took out a dark brown coat from the bag.

The left and right cuffs are pale gold, embroidered with red thread with cloud dragon patterns, the neckline is also pale gold, origami flowers are embroidered with silk threads of various colors, and an auspicious unicorn is embroidered with gold thread behind it, which looks very gorgeous.

"This dress. Wang Yao looked at this somewhat gorgeous Dayu, for an opera actor, the gorgeous costume is nothing, but although the shading of this Dayu is not as gorgeous as the costume, it feels extravagant in terms of texture and embroidery, which makes Wang Yao a little afraid to wear it.

It's not because I'm embarrassed, but I feel a bit like a rich man's son wearing this dress.

"I'm wearing it all, how beautiful it is, are you afraid of being embarrassed?" Mr. Ma saw Wang Yao hesitate and turned around with a smile.

"Dressed like this to go to the auction, isn't it waiting to be raised by others?" Wang Yao smiled dumbly.

"Hehe, you'll know when you go. Mr. Ma smiled, "Put it on." ”

Wang Yao shook the big coat, a good smell of orchids filled the air, put it on the outside, inside was a shirt, and the jeans on the bottom, wearing this big coat outside, it was not abrupt at all, but with a different kind of fashion.

Wang Yao shook his sleeves and said with a smile, "How?"

"Good looking. Mr. Ma nodded, touched his chin and muttered, "Hey, let's just say that this good-looking person can wear anything, you don't look like a costume, I took the plane all the way, and several people asked me if I was going to film." ”

"The main thing is that your embroidered dragon is too exaggerated. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"I originally came to see their dragon robe, but he wouldn't give it to me. Mr. Ma smiled, "There is another piece for Mr. ”

"Let's all dress like this to go to the auction?" Wang Yao was a little puzzled.

"What else is there to wear at the auction?" said Mr. Ma with a smile.

"When I watch TV, don't I usually wear a suit or something?" Wang Yao smiled.

"This time is different, the lost cultural relics of the Old Summer Palace, this is the first time that the news has been made public, although it is internal, but it is also the first time in decades, there should be something behind it. Mr. Ma frowned and said, "Let's wear this just to distinguish between friend and foe, as long as it is a Chinese person with a little brain, he will not wear a suit, and the most is a long shirt." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "And this is exquisite?"

Mr. Ma smiled, "Clothes are used to cover shame and keep warm, but as a national costume, wearing it on some occasions will convey an attitude, and it can also divide the enemy from me. ”

Wang Yao nodded, looked at the new clothes on his body and smiled, "Don't say it, wearing this on the stage is really different from wearing this in private." ”

"You see, you feel strange, let alone today's children, who have not had this kind of experience with wide robes and big sleeves since they were young. Mr. Ma smiled.

"The Hanfu system is too big to popularize. Wang Yao smiled.

"There is no need for the ordinary class to be popular, clothing is a demand, but on some specific occasions, it is better to wear where to buy local clothing, such as participating in some foreign exchange seminars, which can convey a national characteristic to foreign countries from clothing. ”

"Well, a lot of cultural exports do start with clothing. Wang Yao thought for a while, "Go back and have a good discussion with Mr. Shen, I plan to make some changes in the costumes to add some practicality." ”

"You think Shen Lao is a tailor. Mr. Ma rolled his eyes, "The family is the heir of the Shen family's Su embroidery, and the ancestor Shen Shou made clothes for the Empress Dowager Cixi back then." ”

"O royal tailor. Wang Yaoyi was stunned and said, "But I'm just asking if it's feasible, where can I have enough for the master to help." ”

"I heard that the new generation of descendants of the Shen family is about the same age as you, if you become friends with her, it may be much more convenient. Mr. Ma said with a smile.

Wang Yao blinked, "By the way, how is the domestic situation?"

"It's lively, now the newspapers are full of news about martial arts, all kinds of things. Mr. Ma took a sip of water and said with a smile: "You kid is quite capable of causing trouble." ”

"It's something that messes with me. Wang Yao smiled: "Mr. Qigong, I understand that they are involved, but I heard that the film industry is also involved?"

"Well, this involves the development of some industries, and they can be regarded as borrowing a donkey from the slope, you don't owe Xiaogang a favor. Mr. Ma said, "Instead, they should owe you once." ”

Wang Yao touched his chin, "After all, it can be regarded as indirectly helping me." ”

"You helped them indirectly. Mr. Ma said with a smile, "The censorship of film and television is particularly strict, especially movies, since the ban on "The Legend of Wu Xun" in the fifties, the film has experienced a cold wave for four years, and less than 30 films have been released across the country in those four years, and then there is the ten-year movement, which is equivalent to 20 years of film development fault, but fortunately, director Xie Jin created brilliance in the eighties, and then there are these directors now, and the booming film industry. ”

"The level of official regulation of art is really terrifying. Wang Yao smiled.

"There's no way, the country is not stable, in case there is a movie that is not quite correct, and then it is used by someone with a heart, it will form a wave of public opinion, and the terrible public opinion, you should have seen it. Mr. Ma smiled.

"They all understand the truth, but art can't just serve them. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Sending people under the fence, you know. Mr. Ma sighed, "But the situation is improving, the Goryeo stick next door, their film industry underwent a major reform last year, I don't know how the income will be this year, if it is considerable, the country will also be shaken, and the situation will be much better by then." ”

Mr. Ma said and smiled, "You are doing this at the right time. ”

Wang Yao smiled and looked at the time, "Let's go and tell Mr. to get up." ”

Mr. Ma took his clothes and followed Wang Yao out.

knocked on the door, and it took a while for the door to open, and it seemed that the stubble on Mr. Qigong's chin that he had just become familiar with was still with water stains, "Coming?"

"Sir, I'm tired. Mr. Ma said with a smile.

"Have you eaten?" asked Mr. Qigong with a nod.

"No, let's order something to eat at the hotel. Wang Yao entered the house and called room service.

The three of them had lunch in the room, and Mr. Qigong also changed into a long shirt, and the temperament of a scholar on his body became more prominent, and Wang Yao found that Mr. Qigong was very suitable for wearing a long shirt and a big shirt, which was much more pleasing to the eye than the suit he usually wore.

Wang Yao thinks that it may be that his temperament and cultivation match Hanfu.

After sitting in the car for more than half an hour, I arrived at a private estate, the parking lot outside was full of cars, the red carpet was spread at the gate, and more than a dozen tall foreign security guards and an old man in a long shirt seemed to be welcoming at the door.

"Yo, Master Ma is here?" The old man in the long shirt showed a small face when he saw Mr. Ma, and arched his hand and smiled.

"Why did you become a doorman yourself? Mr. Ma smiled in return.

"They are all old friends, and it is insincere not to greet them in person. The old man smiled, looked at Mr. Qigong and Wang Yao, paused for a moment, rubbed his eyes, and exclaimed in surprise, "Mr. Qigong? ”

"It happened that I was on Treasure Island, and the pony said there was a lot of excitement to see. Mr. Qigong said with a smile.

"Oh, this is really fluffy, come on, come on, I'll have to accompany you in. The old man said and came over and hugged Mr. Qigong, looking extremely respectful.

"Don't bother, I'm here with the ponies. Mr. Qigong smiled and shirked, "Is it to take the disciple to have a long insight?"

"This?" the old man looked at Wang Yao and said with a smile, "There are dragons and phoenixes among people." ”

"Junior Wang Yao. Wang Yao bowed.

"Little Lao'er, Chen Rui, I like to make some gadgets to facilitate communication, the little brother is Mr. Qigong's protégé, I have the opportunity to ask you more for advice. Chen Rui handed over the business card with a smile, and his words were very sincere.

Wang Yao took the business card and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your love." ”

"Okay, let's not be polite to you, let's go in first. Mr. Ma smiled and waved his hand and led Mr. Wang Yao and Mr. Qigong to the house.

"How could this old man come? Chen Rui frowned and muttered after they left, said a few words of English to a foreign blonde beauty next to him, and turned to a secluded place to make a call.

From the outside, this private manor is plain in shape, but there is a hole inside, the floor tiles in the corridor should be white marble, with a strange luster under the warm lamp, and the corridor is hung with various calligraphy and paintings, but they are some ornamental calligraphy and paintings that are not too famous, both Western and Chinese.

Passing through the corridor is the hall, the first floor is about four or five hundred square meters, there is a bronze platform in the front, and behind it is a large crystal screen, on which there are male and female waiters in suits and cheongsams checking the equipment, and there is a set of round sofas in the open space below, which should be prepared for auction viewers.

Seeing that it should be able to accommodate two or three hundred people, Wang Yao and they went up to the second floor, and the second floor was an independent private room, all with brands, and Wang Yao was the tenth room.

The room is not big, the decoration is very simple, a sofa that can sit more than a dozen people, a mahogany coffee table with all kinds of snacks, a huge TV on the wall, a waitress wearing a cheongsam helped to turn on the TV and went out, standing at the door and waiting.

"Can't you see anything too?" Wang Yao frowned as he saw that the door was covered by the curtain.

"It's not TV. Mr. Ma looked at the list on the table and smiled.

"TV?" Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Broadcast?"

"Hmm. Mr. Qigong nodded: "This kind of auction is all videotaped. ”

"It's not an underground auction?" Wang Yao frowned, "Aren't you afraid of the news leaking?"

"Since the owner is appreciative, it shows that he has confidence in the safety of his customers, and the shooting is only a symbol of justice. Mr. Qigong smiled, "And in large-scale auctions, if customers have needs, they will also help to conceal their identities, after all, they are afraid of being remembered by thieves." ”

"Look, is there anything good on this?" said Mr. Ma as he handed the list to Mr. Qi Gong.

"It shouldn't be bad. "Mr. Qigong didn't look at it, "I'm just here to see if the beast head is real." ”

Wang Yao walked around the box and walked out of the room.

"Sir, what is your need?" asked the waitress at the door, smiling sweetly.

"It's fine. Wang Yao smiled, standing at the railing of the corridor and watching the downstairs gradually become lively, Wang Yao found that most of the people below were foreigners, and there seemed to be very few Chinese.