Miss Qiao Is Repairing Cultural Relics, Face Slapping!

“I don’t know the full picture, so I have no comment. I’m no one’s fan, but it’s too much for some people’s fans to say that about a girl.”

“The person upstairs who said she’s not a fan, please change your master’s profile picture before pretending to be a righteous passerby. A real fan follows her master and is so fake!”

The bullet screen was filled with arguments and insults.

The two sides fought hard.

However, many onlookers did not pay attention to whether they were pink or not. They were all attracted by the girl on camera. Her crow-black eyelashes were lowered, and she had a strong aura. However, she patiently restored the artifact.

Before this, Qiao Nian had been quite restrained. She had tried her best to keep a low profile and not steal the limelight from others. She had dutifully completed the task assigned to her by Tan Ninghao.

Although she didn’t smile the entire time, she at least stood there as a backdrop according to her duty.

Now that she was focused on repairing the bells, she couldn’t be bothered to deliberately restrain her aura.

Wei Xueying was acting beside her. Her expression did not attract any attention.

Almost everyone’s attention was on the girl. The ancient clock seemed to have a life of its own in the girl’s hand.

Fewer people argued on the bullet screen.

They were all dominated by one sentence.

[YYDS]

Qiao Nian, forever and ever!

*

At this moment, in Beijing.

At the Ninth Branch.

Ye Wangchuan came out of Master Cheng’s laboratory.

“Master Wang.” Gu San was waiting outside while watching the live broadcast on his phone. He immediately put away his phone and went over when he saw the man coming out of the laboratory.

“Yes.” Ye Wangchuan rubbed his temples. He seemed tired. From the corner of his eye, he saw that he was watching the live broadcast. He raised his chin slightly and asked him, “How’s it going in Rao City?”

Gu San knew that he was asking about Miss Qiao. Thus, he immediately said, “Miss Qiao is repairing cultural relics.”

“?” Ye Wangchuan frowned and held out his hand. “Show me your phone.”

Gu San immediately handed him his phone and thoughtfully opened the live broadcast webpage that he had yet to close.

Ye Wangchuan immediately saw the focused person under the camera.

It was Qiao Nian.

His brow cleared instantly, and even his weariness was swept away. His shoulders relaxed.

At this moment, Gu San, who had been watching the live broadcast of Qiao Nian’s variety show all morning, said softly beside him, “Originally, they were introducing traditional musical instruments, but halfway through the program, a female guest broke one of the bells. If it was broken, so be it. However, her fans even went online to distort the truth. Now, many of her fans are guiding Miss Qiao on Weibo.”

Ye Wangchuan turned his head and looked at him with thin, sharp eyebrows. He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to signal him to continue.

Gu San pursed his lips. “They said that Miss Qiao doesn’t have the qualifications to repair artifacts. Wouldn’t it be worse if she rashly tried to repair it?”

Ye Wangchuan’s aura was as outstanding as snow.

Not showing much emotion, he glanced at Gu San and said in a low voice, “Continue.”

“They also said that it could only be considered an unintentional mistake on their idol’s part, but Miss Qiao knowingly did it. Compared to the two, of course, Miss Qiao is worse.”

At this point, Gu San was a little angry.

Gritting his teeth, he argued on Qiao Nian’s behalf, “It’s clearly that little celebrity’s fault. She broke the cultural relic, and her fans are making false claims online. Instead, they’re pushing all the blame onto Miss Qiao!”