My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

There is also the photo that netizens say is "ironclad proof".

Huang Lei clicked on the Weibo app.

At a glance, I saw that the first post was exactly that blogger's post.

obviously.

This post has now reached the top of Weibo's most searched list.

Soon.

"Yixing, let's go back and find the old man first."

After reading the post, Huang Lei frowned and said to Zhang Yixing.

Without saying a word, Zhang Yixing rushed towards the mushroom house.

……

"You are back."

Xiao Chen, who didn't know what happened yet, saw everyone coming back, and said.

"Old man, haven't you read Weibo?"

Huang Lei asked slightly anxiously.

"It's not that you don't know, I don't look at my phone very much, what's wrong?"

Xiao Chen asked in surprise.

"Someone on the Internet said that you sold a lot of ancient calligraphy and paintings to the United States..."

Huang Lei looked at Xiao Chen and said cautiously.

He thought that it happened to be live broadcasting right now.

If the old man has any unspeakable secrets, he can explain it clearly to everyone now.

After so many days of getting along.

Whether it's their guests, or the fans watching the show.

They all know what the old man is like, and they all believe that the old man will not sell cultural relics for money.

"You are talking about those paintings and calligraphy."

Xiao Chen didn't become angry after being exposed, but said with a smile. "I sold a lot of paintings and calligraphy back then. Those foreigners were really rich. They bought a lot from me, just like buying cabbage. I kept raising the price, and they all accepted it."

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this moment.

Everyone was stunned.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

The live broadcast room exploded in an instant.

"???"

"is this real?"

"The old man actually admitted it himself."

"Is this self-abandonment after the matter was revealed?"

"Are you too lazy to argue?"

"How is it possible? I don't believe it."

"Old man, if you are being forced, just blink your eyes."

"What else is there to say, and there are excuses to wash?"

"Old man, as long as you tell me a reason, we will all believe you."

"Stop arguing, it will be clear when the old man finishes speaking."

"..."

Even if Xiao Chen personally admitted that he had sold calligraphy and painting.

There are still many fans who are willing to believe in him.

This can be seen.

Xiao Chen has always been a tall image in everyone's mind.

It is absolutely impossible to do such a thing for no reason.

of course.

There were also a small number of black fans who directly scolded in the live broadcast room.

It's just that in less than a second, these barrages were invisible by fans.

Jumping out before things are clear, isn't that scolding?

"Old man, there are people on the Internet saying that you are a cultural relic dealer, selling all the cultural relics of the Xia Kingdom abroad for money."

Seeing that Xiao Chen didn't know what was going on, Huang Lei was very anxious, so he said straight to the point: "Stop joking, or the netizens will misunderstand."

It's no wonder Huang Lei was in a hurry.

In the live broadcast room, there will be fans defending the old man, so that those who don't know why will not be led astray by some people with ulterior motives.

But it's hard to tell when it's online.

Those black fans will intercept a passage of what the old man said, and then try their best to distort the facts and turn black and white.

And those who didn't watch the live broadcast, naturally didn't know the truth, but when they saw that the old man did say such a thing, they would believe those black fans, and then be deceived by them to join in and slander the old man together.

"What? Selling cultural relics? Those are just my casual drawings. Just when I didn't know what to draw, Xiao Qi and Xiao Zhang gave me a lot of paintings, so I followed suit."

Xiao Chen shook his head, and said casually: "Once a foreigner saw the painting I threw in the corner, as if he had found a treasure, he insisted on paying a high price to buy it from me, no matter what I said, he wanted to buy my painting.