Matriarch is Pretty and Cool Chapter 1374: Old ancestors: Are there still people questioning that I am not Mr. Bai’s?

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The organizing committee immediately contacted the National Museum of China and collected the unearthed water-cloud embroidered long skirts for comparison.

Come on, the embroidery method is the same, and Bai Chuwei looks elegant, but the workmanship is more complicated.

The curator of the National Museum bluntly said: "The first-class embroidery and textile experts in China can't make it together. Ms. Bai Chuwei has this one."

This is the face of the world and represents the reputation of China. It is impossible for the museum director to lie for Bai Chuwei. This shows that it is true!

The audience was silent.

Here, isn't this special evidence coming?

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This lost embroidery industry that was popular more than two hundred years ago, only Bai Chuwei can get it, can't this prove that Bai Chuwei has lived for two hundred years?

Stop dying and struggling, it's already a real hammer, Bai Chuwei has lived for two hundred years, it's Mr. Bai!

Bai Chuwei glanced at the foreign journalists below, and gently stroked the microphone in front of her with her finger, and said lightly: "Is it true that this water and cloud embroidery can only prove that I have lived for two hundred years, but it cannot prove that I am Mr. Bai?"

The heart of the Huaguo reporter present dropped dramatically, almost wishing to step forward and cover Bai Chuwei's mouth.

Teacher Shenxian, don't be so honest!

Now the audience has shut up. Wouldn't it be good for you to receive the third Nobel Prize honestly? Why do you still say this?

If a foreign reporter really asks this, how can this end?

No one has lived two hundred years ago, and no one can be your witness. This is going to be a dead end!

Stop talking, stop talking!

Bai Chuwei hummed softly, condescendingly, her eyes swept across all of them with cold arrogance: "Naturally I want you to be convinced!"

Bai Chuwei made an understatement and threw down a sentence: "No matter how much explanation, it is better to see it in person."

The hearts of all the people watching the live broadcast suddenly jumped, giving birth to a terrible conjecture!

Bai Chuwei is a master of immortality, is she going to...

The next moment, Bai Chuwei had already raised her white long sleeves and flicked in the air.

Everyone present took a sigh of relief, and there was a scene that I had never seen before--

In early summer, the south of the Yangtze River is picturesque, with small bridges and flowing water, and people are like weaving.

Ordinary people walked around the market together, which was full of excitement.

Outside the downtown, deep in the bamboo forest, the bamboo house is quiet, a snow-white fox gently swaying its leisurely tail, lying on the promenade of the bamboo house, a pair of foxes looking at the white in the courtyard The figure seemed to be smiling.

The white figure is sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard. The table is covered with pen, ink, paper and inkstone. On the left is a teapot and a cup of herbal tea.

The little fox stretched out lazily, jumped down from the promenade of the bamboo house, came to the stone table, put his head on the embroidered shoes of the girl in white, and fell asleep quietly.

The white-clothed girl was agile and thoughtful for a while, picked up the pen and ink and wrote on the fine rice paper, a series of beautiful spiritual white writing.

Empty, silent.

A Chinese reporter present exclaimed: "That girl is Bai Chuwei!"

"My God, what I wrote... is the first episode of "Shan Yue Ji"! I went, and I really saw it with my own eyes!"

Everyone watching the live broadcast: "???"

Fuck it?

What did the people at the scene watch? Why is it all an expression of seeing a ghost? They want to see it too! !

Bai Chuwei appreciated the shocked look of everyone with satisfaction, and she curled her lips and smiled slightly: "Is there anyone who doubts that I am not Mr. Bai now?"