"Snap—"

The doors to the audition room next door slowly opened.

The judges, whose auditions had already concluded, began to emerge one after another.

The most important judges left from the other side, including Qiu Zhenlong. In order to ensure the fairness of the final audition results, he and several other producers will not contact other auditioning actors for a while.

The other history consultants sitting next to them came out of the main entrance together.

Before leaving, they planned to visit the first floor of the art center one last time to admire the original painting left behind by Emperor Chen.

As Qian Lao came out, he saw Xiao He and Yang Heng in front of him.

"Oh, you're still here."

When Old Qian saw the two of them, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, and he smiled with exceptional kindness. When he saw Xiao He, his hand instinctively reached into his pocket: "Hey, that's perfect. You should have gotten your phone back by now, right? Let's exchange contact information."

"Okay, thank you so much, Mr. Qian." Xiao He immediately stepped forward and asked for Mr. Qian's QR code, with a smile on his face. "I was just thinking that contacting him by phone is too slow, so I thought I might as well stay here a little longer and see if I could meet you again. It seems that Mr. Qian and I are quite destined to meet."

"Haha, young people really know how to talk."

Old Qian laughed heartily, while someone else handed over a phone, showing Xiao He their QR code: "Um, I'd also like to add your contact information, is that convenient?"

Xiao He looked up and realized it was the screenwriter he had made cry.

Although the other party has now returned to his aloof demeanor, showing no trace of having cried, Xiao He still remembers it vividly.

"Okay, okay."

Xiao He nodded, and the camera turned to the QR code on the other person's phone. As a result, following the lead of this screenwriter, the other judges exchanged glances and also took out their phones to look at Xiao He.

Xiao He:? No, really? Why are you guys following suit?

“Teacher Xiao He...” one of the youngest members, looking at the youngest consultant, adjusted his glasses and asked somewhat shyly, “May I ask if you can sell the calligraphy you wrote during the audition? My grandfather really likes Emperor Chen, so I’d like to buy another one from you...”

"Ahem, actually, me too..."

"Don't worry, Teacher Xiao, we'll bring our own brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. You can just write a piece here. However, we hope the finished product will be as good as what you did during the audition..."

Xiao He: "...Okay, okay, no problem."

Don't rush, don't rush, add yours first, add yours second, add yours third, add yours fourth...

So after he walked around the site, his phone had a whole bunch of contacts.

Xiao He truly underestimated these people's dedication and love for Emperor Chen, as well as their higher pursuit of calligraphy skills.

If Xiao He's fans are fans of Xiao He, then these guys who came here specifically to act as historical consultants for the production team are undoubtedly fervent fans of Emperor Chen.

Since they are all die-hard fans, collecting items related to their idols is naturally their lifelong pursuit.

Even if you can't collect the authentic product anymore, buying a high-quality replica is still a great idea.

"Alright, I need to chat with Xiao Xiao a bit more. Once you've exchanged contact information, hurry up and leave, don't delay our business."

Old Qian started to drive the others away and pulled Xiao He downstairs: "Come ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) on, let's take another look at the original downstairs!"

Although the others were expelled, they followed them downstairs, and eventually everyone gathered again in front of the original artifact display case on the corner of the first floor.

Fortunately, the entire art center was booked by the film crew today for the audition, and no one else was allowed to enter. Otherwise, with this original painting on display, the art center would definitely be packed every time.

But things aren't so bad now. The consultants, who have finally finished their work, have now completely surrounded the place. One or two of them are even more exaggerated in their attitude than the staff member Xiao He had just seen, with their eyes almost pressed against the glass.

Because of his high status, Old Qian naturally occupied the best seat in the front row. At this moment, he adjusted his reading glasses, repeatedly examining the details of the display case, occasionally clicking his tongue in amazement: "Yes, yes, there really is this notch, this simply goes against normal writing habits... It must be that Emperor Chen paused suddenly when writing this character... Alas, it's a pity we can't speculate on what happened at that time..."

"But Xiao He—"

Old Qian turned around and looked at Xiao He in amazement: "You even managed to imitate that pause. Your ability to imitate and your observation of details are truly amazing."

"This young man has limitless potential!"

As he spoke, several people around him nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Xiao He is very observant. If we hadn't seen the original, we wouldn't have noticed this gap."

The last time this authentic work was officially auctioned was many years ago. The photography technology at that time was very basic, and it only appeared overseas, so very few photos were taken. Therefore, the photos that these people saw were mostly black and white with subtle speckles. Who would have thought that one spot would be perfectly positioned at the gap, seamlessly integrated with the writing? It has been so long before they finally saw these subtle differences on the authentic work.

It's no wonder that you can only truly appreciate the historical charm of many things after seeing them in person.

Xiao He felt a little embarrassed by their praise, but after realizing the meaning behind their words, he was slightly surprised: "Is this the first time you teachers have seen this original work in person?"

When Xiao He was practicing calligraphy before, he saw a blurry black and white photo, but he didn't think much of it and just assumed that it was a random picture that Wen Yuan had found online.

Judging from their reaction now, it seems that's not the case.

That's a bit strange.

Even if there was no chance to fly abroad and see the legendary original in person, according to Yun Ziqi and Shu Han, many people knew the whereabouts of the original. Later, with the advancement of the times, photography technology would not damage the material of the original, and the technology for scanning many antiques was also very advanced. However, it seems that before the original was officially returned to China, everyone was only looking at that black and white photo.

The room fell silent for a moment as he asked his question.

Xiao He immediately shut up, noticing that everyone's expressions were not very pleasant.

Old Qian didn't dare look at Xiao He, but looked up at the calligraphy with a thousand thoughts in his eyes. Some of the others sighed, but said nothing.

Only the person who looked like a staff member that Xiao He had seen while strolling around suddenly stood up indignantly and shouted, "Isn't it because some swindlers took it! They've been keeping it in their private vault and won't let anyone see it! Back then, many of our teachers personally flew to the United States to request that a high-resolution photo be left for future generations to study academically, but they wouldn't even let us in the door!"

"Moreover, if he hadn't used the banner of patriotic overseas Chinese to persuade others to withdraw from the bidding out of sentiment and morality, how could this authentic work still be in overseas possession today?!"

"Qian Wenhao!"

Old Qian shouted, and Xiao He's blood pressure soared as he listened.

Wow, there's such a story behind this original?