"Qipao cutting?"
Yue Nishang's eyes gradually widened.
Ling Chen stood there, smiling.
"Ni Shang, don't misunderstand that Ling Chen is teasing you. He really knows how to cut clothes!”
Xia Fanxing came back to her senses and explained with a smile.
"Is that so?"
Yue Nishang was skeptical.
Xia Fanxing leaned over and whispered in her ear. Yue Nishang's eyes suddenly lit up.
A few minutes later.
Yue Nishang changed into another set of clothes and walked into the private room. Her expression was a little bashful as she handed over a cheongsam to Ling Chen.
"Sorry to trouble you."
Yue Nishang's voice was like a mosquito.
Ling Chen calmly smiled,"Consider it a repayment for treating me to good tea."”
Then, Ling Chen went to another private room, asked Yue Nishang for a pair of scissors, and started to work.
As for needles and needles, he always carried them with him. On one hand, it was because he was a clothing craftsman. On the other hand, sometimes a small "embroidery needle" had other uses!”
In the room.
Ling Chen unfurled the cheongsam.
There was still a trace of warmth on his hand. Thinking about how just a few minutes ago, this qipao was still worn by a cold and elegant lady, Ling Chen couldn't help but feel a bit enlightened.
Fortunately…
He quickly calmed down, picked up the scissors, and cut open the cheongsam.
In fact.
The qipao was also a national treasure of China.
It was known as the national dress for women. No matter which region or street in the world, as long as an Asian woman wore a qipao, her identity as a Chinese would be revealed.
Moreover, the qipao was the best way to show off a woman's curvaceous beauty and temperament.
The qipao on Yue Nishang's body was obviously made by a master, but there were some small flaws inside that were difficult for outsiders to notice.
However, for Ling Chen, who had inherited the cheongsam and had reached the level of a Master, the flaws were too obvious.
Hua hua hua…
Very quickly, Ling Chen began to cut the cheongsam. His hands moved extremely quickly, and he quickly took out a needle and thread.
Half an hour later.
Ling Chen held the modified cheongsam and walked out.
"Try it on."
Ling Chen smiled.
Yue Nishang looked deeply at Ling Chen, and did not say anything else. She took the cheongsam and turned around to walk into another room.
Xia Fanxing couldn't wait to follow him in.
"Wow!"
Soon, a series of exclamations came from inside.
Following that, the door opened.
A graceful figure walked out. Yue Nishang's face was filled with surprise and excitement.
She wore Ling Chen's modified qipao, and it was as if she had become a different person. No, it should be said that her original figure was very good, and she looked very beautiful in the qipao.
But this time, she was more like a fairy who walked out of a painting!
The wine-red cheongsam she was wearing accentuated her graceful figure. The well-tailored cheongsam had a few unique details that rendered it even more perfect.
At this moment, Yue Nishang was wearing this cheongsam like an extremely beautiful poem!
It looked hazy from a distance and exquisite from a close distance.
It was like a dream, intoxicating!
"Wow, it's so beautiful!"
Xia Fanxing's eyes were burning with envy.
"This is finally perfect."
Ling Chen smiled at Yue Nishang.
Yue Nishang was speechless for a long time, only looking at Ling Chen.
After a while, the ice goddess smiled sweetly and said,""Mr. Ling, thank you very much. I really like this qipao after you cut it!”
……
The two of them walked out of Yue Nishang's Suqiu Pavilion.
Xia Fanxing's eyes were filled with envy, and she would occasionally glance at Ling Chen, biting her lips and not saying a word.
Ling Chen smiled.
He seemed to understand what Xia Fanxing was thinking, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he smiled and said,""Alright, Lawyer Xia, that's all for today. I'm going back.”
"Alright then."
"Bye, Lingchen." Xia Fanxing pouted unhappily.”
After seeing Ling Chen leave in a taxi, Xia Fanxing pouted,""This stinky man, seriously, can't you see through my thoughts?”
How she wished that Ling Chen would smile and tell her to make her a qipao!
"The clothes that Ling Chen makes are always so beautiful and stunning!”
Xia Fanxing really wanted to ask Ling Chen to make her a dress, whether it was a traditional Chinese dress or a qipao!
However, the two of them had just met, so she was too embarrassed to ask.
"Boohoo, I'm so angry."
Thinking about how she had helped Ling Chen so much, and how he had not shown any gratitude, Xia Fanxing felt extremely depressed.
On the way home, Xia Fanxing scrolled through Weibo. Douyin.
His expression gradually became serious.
There were more and more posts criticizing Ling Chen on the internet.
Ling Chen's "impassioned" speech and his praise of the Han Dynasty clothing had caused the Dragon Country's citizens to have a good impression of him.
This also caused more netizens to pay attention to Ling Chen.
However, after that, there were posts about Ling Chen going to Fu Sang Country, joining the Fu Sang Society, and praising Fu Sang's culture, which made Ling Chen look exactly like him.
In an instant, another wave of curses sounded.
"What a two-faced fellow! It's so disgusting!"
"How can clothes made by traitors like this be worth 200 million? It's simply smearing our Chinese culture!”
"This guy is using the name of reviving the quintessence of Chinese culture to hype himself up. He's a shameless villain!”
Lin Chuchu's fans saw that Ling Chen had suddenly turned from an " idol " to a rat that everyone hated. They immediately became excited and started to create all sorts of ruckus online.
This also caused some netizens who did not know the truth to turn against him!
……
Bulgari Hotel, 9 PM.
Lin Chuchu was lying on the sofa smugly, playing the battle notes.
Looking at the video, Lin Chuchu was extremely happy.
She couldn't wait to open a bottle of red wine, ready to celebrate.
"Humph!"
Lin Chuchu held the red wine in her hand and felt relieved.
"Ling Chen, oh Ling Chen, if you don't let me have it easy, I won't let you have it easy either!”
Lin Chuchu sneered.
During the day, Lin Chuchu consulted her lawyer.
The other party told her that because of the "transaction", the value of Ling Chen's craftsmanship would be accepted by the public, and it would even affect the subsequent compensation process.
In other words, once the officials acknowledged Ling Chen's "craftsmanship value".
For example, a Chinese costume was sold for 200 million yuan.
As long as Ling Chen could prove that there were related items in the old mansion that had caught fire, then Lin Chuchu would have to face a compensation of 10 to 20 billion. The final amount of compensation would undoubtedly be an astronomical figure!
On the contrary.
As long as they could prove that Ling Chen's 'craftsmanship value' was zero.
If she didn't have any savings, then Ling Chen's claim of 2 billion would be a joke!
You traitor.
So what if the cheongsam was sold to the Heavenly King Liu Hua for 200 million?
Now, Ling Chen's reputation was completely ruined.
No one would be willing to pay for his " craftsmanship "!
The netizens treated him as a traitor, a cultural traitor everywhere!
A black-hearted fellow who hyped up the topic of national essence for profit!
"Ling Chen, oh Ling Chen, you asked for this!”
Lin Chuchu hummed a little tune. She was extremely pleased and happy.
Compensate?
What did it matter if she had to pay a little more?
He would earn it back after shooting a few advertisements.
As for Ling Chen?
The man who dared to ignore her and go against her would probably be ruined in this life!
……
The next day.
At Chengdu Shuangliu Airport, a chartered plane from Fu Sang Country landed in the Dragon Country.
The relevant parties of the Dragon Country sent people to receive the Fusang diplomatic mission.
Dozens of men and women from Fu Sang Country dressed in kimonos, young and old, stood on the ground of the Dragon Country with bright eyes and did not say a word.
A few minutes later, the group walked out of the airport. In the light rain, they sat in a row of black cars and slowly drove toward the city of Chengdu.
……
At the same time.
Dragon Country, Yanjing.
In an institution in the Palace Museum, hundreds of cultural experts and archaeologists were excitedly discussing a "supreme piece of art".
And the name of this "supreme work of art" was called!
Nine Prefectures Cauldrons!
It was unearthed and appeared in the world.
It was closely related to the contribution of a young man.
It could be said that without that person's existence, the Nine Prefectures Cauldron, which had been lost for a thousand years and was the most important national treasure in the history and culture of the Dragon Country, would eventually be annihilated in the torrent of history.
As for that young man.
Professor Qin Shanhe, the president of the Palace Museum, Professor Li Yi, the president of the Research Institute of Ancient Culture of the Dragon Country, and other big shots and experts who enjoyed the support of the state's special allowance, were undoubtedly statesmen and masters.
Ling Chen!
He had restored the Nine Prefectures Cauldrons with one hand and made the Nine Prefectures Cauldrons, a supreme national treasure, appear in the world again!
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