Ch. 320

Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031

Lin Mumu had a lot of thoughts in her mind, always having a bad premonition, but it wasn’t very clear.

It was said that Fang Tianyong was a cheater. If he could not even pass the first line of the college entrance examination in his cultural class, but Professor Pei overcame all difficulties and got him into Yanda, of course he had some real skills in the professional field.

Ouyang Lina was an academic. She grew up in a family of antique appraisers. She had lived with antiques since she was a child. She had been influenced by culture and had been exposed to more antiques for a long time. She also had her own intuition, coupled with solid theories and scientific tools, the name was not for nothing.

Now that these two were competing, it was hard to say who would win and who would lose.

Moreover, these two people were both practical people. Once they made a decision, they immediately got into the mood.

Ouyang Lina had already announced that she was coming to fight. How could Fang Tianyong not be prepared? When Ouyang Lina went to someone else’s home court, of course she had to prepare something that she thought was very confusing.

“What does Senior Ouyang think of this vase?” Fang Tianyong took the lead in asking the question.

“What’s fake can’t be true. If you don’t believe it, smash it.”

This character! Have personality.

“Then let’s smash it.” Fang Tianyong casually smashed the small vase. The cut surface was delicate and new, and it was easy to tell whether it was genuine or not.

“I brought a golden rice bowl.”

“Really.”

The two of them said something to each other, and they were like magic, passing antiques one by one. It was really dazzling.

These things were indeed very novel to college students on campus, especially those majoring in non-archaeology and cultural relic identification.

They may have never seen so many genuine and fake antiques in their entire lives.

Originally, it was to watch the excitement of the two people competing, but later more people came to watch the war, and it ended up becoming a session of antique appreciation.

The fighting atmosphere between Ouyang Nana and Fang Tianyong also began to fade, and gradually turned into a tacit understanding of sympathy. The two were tit-for-tat from the beginning, but later had discussions.

Were they here to fight or show affection!

Fang Tianyong’s skin was dark, but he was very handsome and looked a little bit like a ruffian. He had a sense of vicissitudes of life and a mature man’s feeling that was different from that of a student.

Ouyang Lina’s appearance was not particularly outstanding, nor was she ugly. Her capable and professional temperament added a lot of points to her. Especially because she was nearly 1.8 meters tall, wearing a denim skirt, her long legs were enviable.

Ouyang Lina’s height was already scary, and she even wore high heels to stand next to Fang Tianyong, so Fang Tianyong naturally seemed not as tall as her. Fang Tianyong was also helpless.

Fortunately, the two of them were immersed in academic discussions. Ouyang Lina was very professional and would not discriminate against Fang Tianyong because he could not understand certain professional terms or the authenticity of antiques.

Fang Tianyong identified the most difficult question she designed, which made Ouyang Lina look at him with admiration.

And what Fang Tianyong finally took out was the highly simulated thing he made himself, which he returned to the old shopkeeper Fang, and who in turn sent it back to him.

Ouyang Lina’s answer this time was: “I give up. I can’t identify this thing. Academically speaking, it is authentic in every way, but my intuition tells me that it is fake. I can’t identify it in this paragraph. I’ll give you an answer within the time. If you can trust me, let me take it back and study it for a few days, a week, no, three days. I’ll give you an answer in three days.”

“Okay. I…

“Good. There is no winner or loser between us. It was Senior Sister Ouyang who made the questions easy.” Fang Tianyong handed the Buddhist plate to Ouyang Lina grandly.