In front of everyone's eyes, Jiang He was calm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and strode to the center of the stage. He greeted the camera, and then sat down on the other side of Liu Wen.

As soon as his butt landed on the sofa, Jiang He heard that Liu Wen, who was only two meters to his right, exhaled a long breath.

Jiang He smiled, but his eyes did not follow the past, but first shared his opinions on the cheongsam. He didn't take the draft on stage, these days, he has been dealing with cheongsam, whether it is Liu Sui or Yu Xiang, they have instilled in him too much knowledge about cheongsam.

Just a few random points can shatter Liu Wen's views. On the other side, Liu Wen, from the moment he saw Jiang He entering the field, his eyes did not leave Jiang He.

Because, he is so dazzling! When recording the show, the lights are bright, shining on the face of the river, like the sun shining on the tall poplar tree, giving people infinite youthful vitality.

The contours of Jiang He's cheeks seem to be carefully carved, even if Liu Wen, who is only fifty years old, has seen the world, he also thinks that this young man is not beautiful.

And the real highlight is the Zhongshan suit on Jiang He's body! Every stitch and thread is like carving handicrafts, and every small ornament is hung on the body by professional means, so that some relaxed feelings are highlighted in the seriousness.

This dress, worn on Jiang He, who is thin but muscular, looks more charming, like a victorious general standing in the ruins, and the breeze blows, but he smiles.

。。 When Jiang He walked past Liu Wen, he had a more cold temperament, as if he could drown people.

Liu Wen held her breath instantly, and it wasn't until Jiang He sat down that she had a chance to breathe. How can anyone be so sacred?

Unconsciously unfeeling, Liu Wen began to observe the river. But the look on her face was still disdainful.

"Hello everyone, I'm Jiang He."

"I am very grateful to be able to sit here today and share my insights on cheongsam."

"Maybe the next words, some people don't agree, some people think it's incredible, but after all, it's a process of discussion, please look at it rationally." After Jiang He said this, his eyes fell lightly on Liu Wen.

However, in just a second, his eyes moved away. But this glance gave Liu Wen goosebumps, and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing around, which made people's scalps tingle.

She took a deep breath and felt that things ... It's not simple.

"As a man, I don't have much say in cheongsam, but my wife is a cheongsam designer, and my understanding of cheongsam makes me feel very much."

"So, today I will share the other side of the cheongsam with you." When Jiang He spoke, he smiled and looked like a man.

"The cheongsam does not belong to one person, it belongs to the memory of an era, and the existence of the cheongsam is like a piece of history, and it is truly presented in front of people's eyes."

"I think that Mr. Liu Wen knows the history of cheongsam better than me, so today the Xiaosheng class has an axe, say a few words in front of the teacher, if there is anything wrong, please advise." As he spoke, he nodded politely to Liu Wen as a sign of respect.

But only Liu Wen himself knows the irony and indifference in Jiang He's words.

"The cheongsam is the mark of the times, and it is a new height of female beauty."

"It represents the screams of fighting in those war-torn years, the misery and helplessness of singing at night, and the idea of women desperately trying to break free."

"It's a symbol, a living symbol." As he spoke, Jiang He stood up and stood in front of the camera for a while.

The audience who has already listened to it is a little confused. looked carefully, only to find that Jiang He was showing them the tunic on his body.

"It's the same with my tunic on my body, it's a historical memory that is dusty and shouts."

"Therefore, whether it is a cheongsam or a tunic suit, such a costume with a historical imprint should not be eliminated, but should become a culture that people have passed on by word of mouth."

"Wearing a cheongsam, there is no shame! On the contrary, it is patriotic and cherishing the current prosperous avenue. After expressing his opinion, Jiang He, thinking of all the audience, bowed deeply.

Suddenly, the scene applauded like thunder. Someone was silently wiping away tears, as if listening to Jiang He's words and recalling a long memory.

Some people cheered, as if they had found a reason to wear cheongsam. There are also people's faces, which are as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Teacher Liu, I don't know what Xiaosheng just said, do you agree?" The field was in full swing, but it was quiet and terrible.

Everyone stared at Liu Wen. Let's see how she picks up the river. Liu Wen was already wooden, as if he had lost his soul, and sat on the sofa.

His face turned pale, his hands clutching the information, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. In front of everyone's eyes, Liu Wen was speechless.

She wanted to refute, but when the words came to her mouth, she didn't know how to say it, because she also agreed with Jianghe from the bottom of her heart.

"It seems that Mr. Liu also agrees with Xiaosheng's speech."

"Then you can let Xiaosheng ask a question?" Jiang He raised his eyebrows, with the most innocent and flawless smile on his face, and looked at Liu Wen.

Liu Wen sent the gods and nodded. Jiang He chuckled: "As a university professor, Mr. Liu Wen is highly respected and called history, and he must have unique views on national rejuvenation and national self-confidence." ”

"Excuse me, if there are foreigners who misappropriate the national culture of our country without permission, what should we do?"

"Naturally, we must investigate to the end and cut the grass to the roots!" The matter has come to this point, Liu Wen naturally has to come up with correct values to speak, otherwise, it is likely that the iron job will not be guaranteed.

She said to the camera with righteous words: "The national culture is inviolable, and we naturally have to defend our sovereignty." ”

"Although I have some deviations from Mr. Jiang He in terms of cheongsam, I believe that we are on the same line when it comes to cultural appropriation." Liu Wen looked at Jiang He and pretended to be calm.

She originally wanted to criticize the cheongsam culture, but she didn't expect that Jiang He's strength was so strong, and she suddenly won the hearts of the audience.

Moreover, Liu Wen felt that Jiang He's comer was not good, as an old fox in the workplace, she wanted to get out of it immediately and keep herself out of the matter.

But what she doesn't know is that she's already in the game!

"Teacher Liu Wen is right, I think so too." Jiang He smiled and looked at Liu Wen. His eyes thought it was a big fishing net, which gave people a sense of depression, and Liu Wen suddenly panicked.

"Then may I ask, where did the horse-faced skirt on Mr. Liu Wen come from?" Horse-faced skirts? Suddenly, Liu Wen only felt five thunderbolts.

She quickly looked down at the dress on her body, and her eyes were full of incredulity. , horse-faced skirt? How can this be a horse-faced skirt?

Shouldn't the skirt that Li Yuhang gave her be a brand designed by a foreign designer? How could it be a national costume.

。。 Horse-faced skirts?

"This dress, I've seen it, is in the window of a beautiful woman's clothing."

"However, beauty clothes are not... Imported brands? How can it be a horse-faced skirt? While Liu Wen was thinking, a girl stood up in the audience and asked the same question.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the scene, everyone delicate. Everyone looked at Liu Wen's eyes and became vigilant, even ruthless.

。。

"I really don't know about it." Liu Wen explained anxiously. She stood up and scrambled to try to say that it had nothing to do with her.

But Jiang He's next sentence slapped her directly to the bottom.

"It's not just the problem of the horse-faced skirt, your upper body vest, and the insulting design!"