Chapter 18 Counterfeit Goods "But this jade pendant doesn't look like icy jade."...

Chapter 18 Counterfeit Goods "But this jade pendant doesn't look like icy jade."...

The popularity of the live stream kept rising and gradually approached that of the previous person, Liao Jiayue.

One moment Ye Hantao was in front, the next Liao Jiayue was in front.

Although Liao Jiayue's live stream popularity wasn't completely surpassed, her fans weren't happy at all.

A Weibo influencer with over ten million followers is vying for a spot in the top three with an unknown nobody, and the battle for popularity is fierce and evenly matched...

Fans can already imagine how their rivals will mock them.

Those audience members who had previously threatened to leave were all quite embarrassed.

[I just wanted to see how outrageous her lies could be. I wasn't in the live stream because I like her that much!]

Same here, who isn't?

Do you even believe what you're saying?!

[If you don't like her, then throw bricks and eggs at her! Why are people always throwing flowers?!]

Others: "..."

She's putting on a show! Stop watching! Don't give her any more attention!

Others: "…………"

Inside the private jet, Cheng Zhao glanced at the comments in the live stream and scoffed, "Idiots."

"Aren't they just idiots?" Chen Xiaofeng scratched the back of his head and chuckled nonchalantly. "These people are really interesting. The way Ye Hantao haggles with people until the very end—if that were just for show, I would have made a movie about her already."

It's 100% natural, without a trace of acting.

"But why did she tell Jin Shiyue that she believed the bracelet was made of Huang Qinan agarwood?"

Chen Xiaofeng kept talking without getting a response, so he simply craned his neck to lean forward into the seat in front of him and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Hey! Sir! Are you deaf?"

The rough voice reverberated in the cabin, but Cheng Zhao didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze fixed on the tablet screen.

On the screen, the market remained as bustling as ever.

A few minutes ago, Ye Hantao and Jin Shiyue arrived at the calligraphy and painting stall and happened to run into Su Yi'ang, who was dragging Wu Xia along for a stroll.

Su Yi'ang was carrying a plastic bag filled with pink peaches.

"Sister Shiyue, Taotao, do you want some peaches? I washed them in the pool."

Jin Shiyue said calmly, "No need."

She was still thinking about how to bring it up with Ye Hantao, and that she would take Ye Hantao to a friend of hers next week to have the agarwood appraised.

It's not appropriate to lend it to others too often; next week won't be considered frequent.

"I'll eat it, thank you."

Ye Hantao took a peach, sniffed it, and asked, "Are there still peaches for sale at the market? Shiyue and I have been looking around and haven't seen any."

Su Yi'ang chuckled, "I met an old lady on Wuxia Road near the exit. Three catties only cost ten yuan."

As he spoke, he boldly guessed, "Your family must love peaches, so they named you that."

Ye Hantao tilted her head, her stray hair brushing against her neck. "The 'Tao' in my name doesn't refer to this kind of peach; it means 'flat peach'."

"Peaches of immortality? The peaches of immortality that Sun Wukong saw in the Peach Garden?"

"right!"

Ye Hantao peeled the peach, took a bite, and oh, the flesh was a bit gritty, not as good as the mango she ate after lunch, but it tasted very sweet.

She swallowed the piece of fruit before continuing, "I was born with poor health and was always sick and hospitalized. My family thought that peaches symbolize longevity, so they named me with that character."

"Nowadays, some elderly people will also make a basket of longevity peaches for their birthdays."

Su Yi'ang approached and examined him closely. After only a few breaths, he said decisively, "Your complexion is rosy; this name is truly fitting!"

"Peach... Ye Hantao..."

As these words escaped his lips, Cheng Zhao's knuckles pressed against the tablet, and memories flooded back. More than ten years ago, when he was only six or seven years old, his grandfather went out to see an old friend and came back saying that he had arranged a marriage for him.

"You didn't see it, did you? That child is so cute, so tiny, like a marshmallow. When she heard that we have a little brother who is two years older than her, she even drew a picture of you."

"Her name is Ye Hantao, the 'tao' in 'flat peach'."

Forget about peaches of immortality; he was used to being the Monkey King, leading a group of underlings in the compound. When he heard that he was to be tied up with a little girl he had never met before, he immediately made a scene at home.

The old man forcefully pushed over his beloved display shelf, causing the porcelain pieces on it to fall and shards to scatter all over the floor.

The old man was so angry that he grabbed his cane and lashed his back hard. After two blows, his back ached terribly.

He stubbornly retorted, "Whoever agrees can marry me! I don't care!"

But no matter how much he made a fuss, the old man still wouldn't budge, and even said he would personally take him to see the cotton candy next time.

He gritted his teeth and vowed that when they met that day, he would fiercely berate the man until he cried!

To everyone's surprise, less than a month later, the old man casually said, "That family went bankrupt, so your marriage is off the table."

And so, the matter gradually faded away, and the words Ye Hantao and Pantao were buried deep in memory.

Until a few minutes ago—

Cheng Zhao felt as if his head had been hit hard with a sledgehammer, and even the painting that had been angrily thrown back at the old man became clearer.

On the screen, Ye Hantao was taking small bites of a peach while carefully selecting calligraphy and paintings. Suddenly, she raised her hand and rubbed her itchy nose.

Her nose was flushed red, which made her fair face look like a handful of fresh snowflakes blooming with the color of a begonia, dazzling and eye-catching.

Cheng Zhao stared intently at the screen.

The emotions that had just arisen not long ago hadn't even been sorted out before they were suppressed by the stubbornness from back then.

A few seconds later, Cheng Zhao suddenly stood up, ignoring Chen Xiaofeng's shouts behind him, and left his seat.

Anyway, they've never met in real life, and compared to the pride they felt as children—

Cheng Zhao strode back to his seat, coldly picking up the tablet that was still broadcasting live.

Watching live streams isn't illegal.

The orange sunset slowly sank in the west, its warmth bathing you from the inside out.

Ye Hantao used up all the budget within the 90-minute time limit set by the production team.

On the way, she turned her head and looked up, "Sister Shiyue, are your legs sore?"

"It's not sour." Jin Shiyue said without looking to the side, as if to prove it, and strode away in her high heels.

Ye Hantao glanced at the unopened disposable slippers in her bag, guessing they were probably useless.

Jin Shiyue walked for a while and realized that Ye Hantao hadn't followed. Looking around at the crowd, she thought to herself, "Is she lost her sense of direction again?"

Familiar footsteps came from behind, but Jin Shiyue didn't turn around and strode forward.

Ye Hantao rolled up the map of the antique market and followed closely behind Jin Shiyue.

Normally, map apps are fine, but in such a large market, she really felt a bit disoriented.

A tent was erected at the previously empty meeting point, and a long table was placed inside.

When Ye Hantao arrived, she saw an old man wearing reading glasses and an old woman with her hair tied up sitting in the shed.

These are Master Wei and Master Zeng, whom the program team invited to appraise antiques.

"Master Wei, Master Zeng." Ye Hantao noticed that there was a glass of water in front of them, so she greeted them but didn't go over.

The "antiques" bought by the four groups were placed on the long table.

Yuan Kai and Ji Changtu bought a teapot, a copper coin, and a Ming and Qing dynasty woodblock print.

Liao Jiayue and He Qiang bought a white rabbit figurine and a scroll of calligraphy and painting;

Su Yi'ang and Wu Xia bought the fewest, each owning only a colorful, large-bellied vase.

When it was Ye Hantao's and Jin Shiyue's turn, Jin Shiyue placed the inkstone she had bought on the table.

Ye Hantao followed closely behind, saying, "We also bought two scrolls of paintings, a copper coin, and a teacup."

Su Yi'ang protested, "How can you buy five antiques for five thousand yuan?"

"We didn't buy five items."

"You've already laid it all out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Hantao opened her backpack and started taking things out.

A printed book, two pen holders, a jade ornament, two jade ornaments, three jade ornaments...

As Ye Hantao pulled out her things one by one, the other people's expressions changed repeatedly. She hadn't actually bought five items; this was at least four times the original price.

Viewers who were originally in the other guests' individual live streams were dumbfounded.

[Is Ye Hantao's card bugged? She actually bought more items than the other three groups combined!]

[Quickly watch the replay! Ye Hantao wished him a prosperous journey, hahaha.]

[Your older siblings might have been tricked by Ye Hantao after winning the lottery!]

Fans in other live streams: ? ? ?

What are you guys talking about?!

Even Liao Jiayue couldn't believe it, "Taotao, aren't these ornaments two thousand each?"

"I negotiated the price later." Ye Hantao pulled out the three hundred yuan that Liao Jiayue had given her as compensation from the bottom of her bag and handed it back.

Anyway, I've maintained my persona. I can just get a new string and string the bracelet back on when I get home. It's not worth losing 300.

Liao Jiayue didn't react for a moment, accepted the three hundred yuan, and kept her eyes on the "antiques" on the long table.

"As the class monitor, it's my responsibility to go through fire and water for my classmates and overcome all difficulties!" Ye Hantao patted the table and generously shared, "Everyone, come and pick whatever you like."

Of course, the inkstone that Jin Shiyue chose and the two ornaments she bought first were not among the items available for selection.

She planned to buy it from the program team for 100 yuan after the appraisal was completed and take it home.

Su Yi'ang's dog-like eyes suddenly lit up, like bright light bulbs.

"Can you really pick and choose?" He rubbed his hands together. "I had my eye on the pen holders and calligraphy here before, but I didn't have the budget."

Ye Hantao picked up the pen holder and calligraphy scroll, "Here you go."

Su Yi'ang jumped for joy, "Thank you, class monitor!"

[Flash, even free gifts have prices listed, that's all I have to say!]

You'll regret this! Ye Hantao betrayed you all long ago!!!

Yuan Kai walked over and asked, "Han Tao, can Chang Tu and I choose two?"

“Sure!” Ye Hantao pushed the remaining antiques forward. “You can choose whichever one you want.”

Yuan Kai smiled, the lines at the corners of his eyes smoothing out. "Changtu, come and take a look, which one here looks like an antique?"

Ji Changtu wasn't very willing to come over, and it was unlikely that there were any real antiques, so why bother spending time picking them out?

"This one," he said casually, pointing to a teacup that didn't look real at all; the workmanship was terribly rough.

Yuan Kai stroked his chin, weighed the options, and then gently extended his palm to Ye Hantao, saying, "I'll choose the copper coin."

"Sure." Ye Hantao didn't care who chose what, but seeing that Yuan Kai had chosen something but didn't take it, she asked in confusion, "Teacher Yuan, are you nearsighted?"

"..." Yuan Kai calmly reached out and picked up the copper coin, then said thank you in a gentle voice.

Liao Jiayue stared at the pile of jade ornaments on the table, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided not to choose any.

The white rabbit must be a genuine antique.

"I'll choose this edition," Liao Jiayue said, seeking He Qiang's opinion. "Does Professor He Qiang have any suggestions?"

He Qiang walked over, picked up the last piece of calligraphy and painting on the table for people to choose from, but instead of taking it, she stuffed it into Ye Hantao's arms and said indifferently, "Keep your own things safe."

Ye Hantao held the calligraphy and painting, looked down at the contents, and found that it was by the same painter as the painting that Teacher He Qiang had bought.

When it came to the appraisal process, Master Wei and Master Zeng stepped forward with their respective magnifying glasses to identify the authenticity of each antique. "One group, 3 items appraised, 0 genuine antiques."

Su Yi'ang stood there, stunned, his eyes wide. "Not a single genuine antique?!"

The two masters shook their heads. "No."

"..." Su Yi'ang sat down on the ground like a dog that had been soaked in the rain, looking on with a face full of doubt, no, life itself. "I even got two from Tao Tao, but neither of them are real!"

Ye Hantao took a peach out of his plastic bag and offered it to him, saying, "Don't cry, don't cry, sweeten your mouth."

Su Yi'ang took the peach, took a big bite, and chewed it with his cheeks puffed out.

Good heavens, those two are really good at arguing.

I feel like Liao Jiayue and him are a better match! A gentle girl and a big puppy.

[I'm rubbing my hair! I'm rubbing my hair!]

"We have enough points to share some with you," Liao Jiayue said softly, gently stroking Su Yi'ang's limp hair. "Don't be sad."

Over here, after Ye Hantao delivered peaches to Su Yi'ang, she thought of delivering one to Wu Xia as well. When she came over, she found Wu Xia holding a thermos cup in his arms, staring silently at the vase on the table that had been judged to be fake.

A large, colorful vase, reflecting Emperor Qianlong's aesthetic taste.

“It cost us 4600,” Wu Xia muttered. “The stall owner initially asked for 6600, but after I sat at his stall for half an hour, he finally lowered the price to 5000. Then Su Yi’ang negotiated for half an hour, and he lowered it again to 4600. It was fake, fake, fake, fake—”

Seeing that his tape was stuck, Ye Hantao reached out and stuffed a peach into his mouth, whispering, "Your cousin might be watching a live stream."

In short, the medicine cured the disease.

Wu Xia immediately ate the peach, reverting to his aloof and quiet demeanor from when they first met.

"Group Two, 5 items identified, 1 genuine antique." Master Zeng pointed to the teapot on the table. "Congratulations, this is one of the genuine antiques from the program team, a Mansheng teapot from the Jiaqing period of the Qing Dynasty."

Wow!! No wonder he's Boss Ji, who owns a tea shop!

【Awesome!】

I feel so sorry for Yueyue. She had also mentioned wanting to buy a teapot, what a mistake!

Yuan Kai smiled, and Ji Changtu was not surprised by the result.

This segment of the show is only meant to stump laymen. A teapot worth millions is mixed in with a bunch of fakes worth tens of dollars, but anyone with a little knowledge can tell the difference.

He slowly stroked his slightly protruding belly, and a jade pendant hidden in his suit sleeve revealed a hint of green.

After appraising the antiques in the two groups, Master Zeng and Master Wei went to the third group next to them.

Liao Jiayue reluctantly turned her gaze away from the purple clay teapot, inwardly grumbling about He Qiang's stubbornness.

Although there was enough time to rush to the stall to buy a teapot, He Qiang insisted on buying a painting instead, leaving the group's remaining funds insufficient to buy a teapot.

Looking at the cameras around her, Liao Jiayue said, "I was thinking of going to look at teapots after buying the jade, but unfortunately, Professor He Qiang and I don't have enough money."

[That's a lie. Even if you went to a tea stall, you might not be able to pick out a genuine antique from a dozen or so teapots.]

[Yueyue also has a tea room at home! She usually uses antique teapots, okay?]

[If they can pick out jade rabbits, why can't they pick out teapots? Yueyue is just stuck on the budget!]

The agent off-screen understood immediately and instructed the PR team to guide the comments section by claiming there wasn't enough budget.

Although Jia Yue failed to buy both antiques, her taste was impeccable.

Unexpectedly, the moment the task was announced, the tone of the comments shifted dramatically.

[He Qiang is truly to blame; he spent six hundred yuan on a single, mediocre calligraphy piece.]

[Where are some of your fans' brains? In terms of contributions and international influence, He Qiang far surpasses your idol.]

Don't spread misinformation about fandom affiliations; we don't recognize them.

[Yueyue already has a real antique; this is clearly a joke.]

Ye Hantao walked over to look at the white rabbit she hadn't been able to buy and said regretfully, "If you had bargained a bit more, you could have saved enough to buy a teapot."

"I was in too much of a hurry and didn't have time to bargain," Liao Jiayue said casually, but she didn't really care. She knew that any stall owner who would lower the price was selling fakes; genuine antiques couldn't be discounted.

Liao Jiayue held the three hundred yuan she had taken back from Ye Hantao and smiled apologetically, "Taotao, if you don't want to take this money, that's fine. I'll buy you a bracelet before the next episode to make up for it."

Ye Hantao waved her hand, "No need, it's not broken."

[Could I perhaps have a brief conversation with the person who referred to it as "Yellow Qinan Agarwood"?]

[Hahaha, can you really put Huang Qinan, which costs tens of thousands of yuan per gram, in your bag without worrying about compensation?]

[Your idol stole something and broke someone else's bracelet, so you little blind people shouldn't jump around.]

Liao Jiayue wanted to say something more to show their friendship as classmates, but in the corner of her eye, Master Zeng, after appraising the other antiques, picked up the white rabbit she had bought.

Seeing this, Liao Jiayue raised the corners of her mouth, a slight smile appearing on her face.

Master Zeng and Master Wei nodded, confirming that their judgments were in agreement, and said, "Three groups, 3 in total, 1 genuine antique."

The unease that had been lingering in her heart vanished, and Liao Jiayue said softly to Ye Hantao, "Taotao, the white rabbit is really—"

Unexpectedly, Master Zeng abandoned the white rabbit and cooperated with Master Wei to roll up the calligraphy and painting.

"This painting, 'Green Bamboo,' was indeed created by the late Qing Dynasty painter, Yuanshan Jushi. Little is known about his life, but some of his paintings have already appeared on the market in the past two years, with an estimated market value of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan."

The audience: "!!!"

Fans: "???"

[The only genuine antique is actually a painting that He Qiang bought for 600 yuan?!]

Where's the white rabbit?!

[Yeah! Where's the white rabbit?]

[When Ye Hantao was observing the white rabbit, the stall owner's expression really changed!!!]

Liao Jiayue's pupils contracted slightly, and she even forgot her pretense in front of the camera, asking incredulously, "Isn't the white rabbit also an antique prepared by the production team?"

“This rabbit is just ordinary dyed magnesite, what kind of antique is it?” Master Wei pointed to a spot on the table. “That’s the real jade rabbit antique prepared by the production team, worth 3.1 million.”

The others followed Master Wei's gaze and saw a green rabbit sitting near the inkstone.

Su Yi'ang's mouth dropped open. "These are the rabbits Tao Tao bought! Tao Tao said that two of them only cost a hundred yuan!"

[Is this fake?!!!!]

[Impossible! If it were a genuine antique, why would the stall owner sell it all for a hundred yuan?]

[The stall owner's expression didn't change at all when Ye Hantao looked at the rabbit!]

[Actually... yes, I was watching Ye Hantao's personal live stream the whole time. The stall owner's expression changed; he looked quite surprised.]

Liao Jiayue gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, staring intently at the rabbit that Master Wei had identified as a genuine antique, and stammered, "Impossible...impossible."

"Impossible, right?" Ye Hantao's voice drowned out Liao Jiayue's, her almond-shaped eyes blank. "My rabbit looks quite translucent in the sunlight. A white rabbit that looks hazy and indistinct is more like a real antique."

Master Zeng asked curiously, "You mean the clarity when you talk about transparency, right? The higher the grade of jadeite, the better its transparency."

“But my pink beads and the Shoushan ornaments at home are more translucent than Mr. Ji’s jade pendant. The pink beads are fake plastic, while Mr. Ji’s are real jadeite.”

Ye Hantao touched the ear clip that was swaying slightly behind her ear and clearly stated her judgment criteria, "The white rabbit's clarity is not as good as Boss Ji's jade pendant, so I thought it was a genuine antique."

The green rabbit, more translucent than a jade pendant, is naturally in the same league as plastic pink beads and Shoushan ornaments.

Ji Changtu looked up in astonishment, hurriedly pulling up the cuff of his suit jacket to cover the jade pendant on his wrist.

There was a moment of silence in the live stream chat.

[Pfft, you can compare them like that? Hahahaha.]

Ye Hantao touched each item at the stall one by one; it turned out she was comparing these...

[Ye Hantao's method of choosing a "white rabbit" makes logical sense, but how did Liao Jiayue choose hers?]

[Just between you and me, if you watch the replay at 0.5x speed, it's Ye Hantao who reached out to the white rabbit first, and then Liao Jiayue reached out too (doge.jpg)]

[Some haters, don't be so conspicuous! Yueyue has been watching the white rabbit from beginning to end!]

Master Wei and Master Zeng exchanged a glance, both looking equally puzzled behind their glasses.

Can plastic products match the translucency of jade?

"Young student, may we take a look at your pink beads?" Master Zeng asked kindly.

Ye Hantao touched her empty wrist, her voice tinged with regret, "I left it in the bedroom, I didn't bring it with me."

Master Wei then asked, "What are your Shoushan ornaments made of?"

“Glass,” Ye Hantao said, pointing to the lotus leaf on the table. “It’s even more transparent than a lotus leaf.”

Ji Changtu couldn't help but sarcastically remark, "So it's just glass. I thought you had some kind of jadeite."

"No, that won't do," Ye Hantao replied casually.

If I owned a glass-type jadeite, I would have been living in a large apartment long ago.

Even though she didn't know much about jadeite, she had heard her classmates talk about icy jadeite and high-grade icy jadeite. They were all extremely expensive types of jadeite.

“The glass is indeed more transparent than some of the jadeite commonly found on the market.” Master Zeng called others over to look at the antique jade rabbit and continued his explanation, “It’s an object from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, using a combination of round carving and relief carving techniques…”

Ye Hantao listened attentively, her eyes sparkling.

His studious demeanor pleased Master Zeng, who was happy to share more knowledge with him. "It is said that the craftsmen at the time wanted to make the jade rabbit carrying a branch into... its current market value is around 3.1 million."

Ye Hantao certainly believed the expert's words and understood that the authenticity of different materials could not be compared solely by their transparency, but she still had some doubts.

"Master Zeng, what kind of jade is used to make this rabbit?"

It was so much more translucent than Boss Ji's jade pendant.

Master Zeng patiently explained, "The jade rabbit is made of icy green jadeite. Look how clear it is, just like ice. That's the characteristic of icy jadeite."

Su Yi'ang exclaimed, "Isn't Boss Ji's jade pendant also of the icy variety? Shouldn't it have the same transparency as the jade rabbit? I feel like this rabbit is more transparent."

Ye Hantao nodded, "I think so too!" She almost missed out on the Jade Rabbit because of this.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two little ones stared at Ji Changtu.

Ye Hantao tentatively asked, "Boss Ji, did you personally supervise the processing of the jade plaque?"

Anyone could tell that Ye Hantao suspected the jade pendant had been replaced with a fake.

Ji Changtu was sweating profusely.

As he finished speaking, he clearly noticed that everyone else was looking at him... his right wrist, which was adorned with the jade pendant.

Fortunately, the cuffs of his suit jacket concealed his inner turmoil, allowing him to maintain a calm facade while inwardly raging.

He and Ye Hantao must be incompatible according to their birth charts!

[Could Ji Changtu's jade pendant be fake?]

[Impossible! How could someone who owns a jade shop and is an expert buy fakes?]

If he has nothing to hide, why doesn't he show the jade pendant to everyone?

[I think he seemed a little guilty (sunglasses.jpg)]

Does anyone remember the quality of his jade pendant? I just reviewed the footage but couldn't find any close-up shots.

I don't remember it; I only recall something about the Pago or Hpakant mining area.

“I made the jade pendant in my own store, so there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

Ji Changtu wiped the sweat from his scalp and walked over.

He sighed, "Although my jade pendant is considered to be of the icy variety, its green color is slightly grayish, and it inevitably looks somewhat muddy to the naked eye."

As he spoke, Ji Changtu lifted a corner of his sleeve, but quickly put it back before the camera could get close.

"After all, it was the first piece of material I cut when I first entered the industry. So it's okay if the quality is a little off. After twenty years, I've gotten used to wearing it."

After speaking, Ji Changtu looked nervously at the two appraisal masters, his heart pounding like a drum.

When he rolled up his sleeves, he slightly avoided letting the two masters see the whole thing.

Even if he did see it, he was betting that the two masters, with the social decorum of adults, would not expose him publicly in front of the camera.

Master Zeng first affirmed, "Indeed, some jadeite is affected by internal minerals, resulting in a slightly grayish color."

Master Wei remained silent.

He just has presbyopia, he's not blind.

That jade pendant of this person is most likely not of the icy variety.

With so many people in front of the camera, he was too lazy to get into trouble.

“Old Zeng is right,” he said.

Ye Hantao felt she had learned something new, "So there's such a thing as ice jadeite!"

Master Zeng looked over and found that it was Ye Hantao, who had been listening attentively to her explanation of science earlier.

Could this child have actually memorized the shape of that jade pendant?

Ji Changtu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, relieved that he had gotten away with it.

However, before he could put down his hand to wipe his sweat, Master Zeng's voice rang out again.

“But this jade pendant doesn’t look like icy jade.” Master Zeng didn’t want to mislead people, so he simply laid it out: “It looks more like a roly-poly toy to me.”

Ye Hantao asked in confusion, "A roly-poly toy?"

Master Wei: "Jadeite-associated minerals."

Master Zeng: "Simply put, it's fake jadeite."

In an instant, all eyes fell on Ji Changtu.

Ji Chang's picture is as white as paper.

How can that old hag have no manners?!

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Author's Note: Master Zeng: You've misled students, may you be struck by lightning!

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