Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 727 is definitely what we want, no surprises!

"Wake up, darling, wake up—"

Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, honey-like glow in the bedroom.

Gao Dongxu's eyelashes trembled. He was not fully awake yet, but felt his eyelids enveloped in a soft halo of light.

He slowly opened his eyes and vaguely saw Huang Yanyan lying on her side beside him, one hand supporting her cheek, the fingertips of the other hand lightly tugging at the ends of his hair that were scattered on the pillow.

She was bathed in the morning light, her long, fluffy hair gleaming with a lazy sheen, a few stray strands clinging to her slightly flushed cheeks. Her eyes, which always held a smile, were now half-closed, the corners of her eyes tinged with a moist crimson, like flower petals moistened by morning dew.

The silk camisole slipped down most of its length from her shoulders, revealing her graceful collarbone, which was stained with a few faint red marks.

Gao Dongxu gave her a gentle and doting smile. Because he was going to the convention center today to see the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" painting for authentication, he left behind six learned and eloquent people last night and rushed to Huang's residence to give Huang Yanyan a night of extra lessons.

Although he is a bit greedy, his greatest strength is that he can treat everyone fairly.

Relying on his cultivation body, he can ignore his deficiencies and make up for every single class he misses, no matter how many classes he has missed.

Ignoring her somewhat painful conscience, Huang Yanyan slowly raised the corners of her lips into a smile, not as bright and lively as usual, but with a touch of coquettish charm after being thoroughly pampered.

Her voice was still hoarse from the morning, like honey-coated sandpaper gently rubbing against my eardrums: "It's past nine o'clock, get up quickly..." The last syllable was drawn out, with a hint of coquettish nasal tone, and her eyes were watery as she looked at him, filled with overflowing affection and contentment.

While condemning her conscience, Gao Dongxu laughed and said, "What's the rush? Isn't it supposed to start at 11:30?"

I'm speechless. That Chen Dazhi from Bairuilian is already ashes, and he's still going on and on about some ridiculous argument.

Huang Yanyan's beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light as she looked at Gao Dongxu, and she smiled and said, "Chen Dazhi is dead, but that doesn't mean that Bai Ruilian's shareholders will give up. They have been planning for so long, how could they back down when the outcome is about to be revealed?"

With kidnapping, murder, and arson involved, the matter has transcended the realm of normal verbal disputes. Now, the entire world's media is paying attention; it's a done deal, and action is inevitable.

"Hmm." Gao Dongxu frowned and gave a soft "hmm," then noticed Huang Yanyan's strange gaze. He clutched his conscience, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Tell me the truth, did you kill Chen Dazhi?" Huang Yanyan asked, her beautiful eyes looking directly into Gao Dongxu's eyes.

"Guess—" Gao Dongxu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Hmph, I don't believe what you told my grandfather. I'm certain you did it. If the person behind Bai Ruilian wanted to silence her, they could have just killed her and faked it as a suicide. Why did they have to set a fire? My intuition tells me that only someone as lawless as you would do something like this." Huang Yanyan said, looking at Gao Dongxu's expression with her incredibly bright eyes.

"Hehe, aren't you afraid of me being so ruthless?" Gao Dongxu gripped his conscience tightly with one hand and lifted her delicate chin with the other, raising an eyebrow and teasingly.

"I'm not afraid at all. The more ruthless you are to the enemy, the safer I feel. I've hated people who are always thinking about conspiracies and scheming against others, people with twisted and dark minds since I was a child."

"I like to crush everyone with my strength. All schemes and tricks are nothing but trash in the face of overwhelming power!" Huang Yanyan said, her beautiful eyes sparkling and her spirits soaring.

"Hehe, you violent woman—" Gao Dongxu chuckled and teased.

"Ugh~~~ Don't call me a violent woman, I'm very gentle, okay?" Huang Yanyan said coquettishly.

"Hehe, you only turn into a gentle whiny monster when you're tutoring me."

"Ugh... Waaah..."

Around 11:30, Gao Dongxu, dressed in a white T-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers, helped Huang Yanyan, who was wearing a black shirt dress and exuded a sophisticated and stylish aura, out of the car.

It has to be said that Huang Yanyan, who can be both sweet and cool, has a great sense of fashion. All kinds of looks are amazing. Even simple clothes can be worn in a different style and feel.

The convention center was bustling with activity, colorful flags fluttering everywhere, and dragon and lion dances taking place in the distance. Crowds thronged the area, including tourists and citizens attending the opening ceremony of the cultural relics exhibition.

Several live-streaming vans with antennas were parked on the roadside, and a large group of reporters were adjusting their cameras and video recorders. After so much hype surrounding "Along the River During the Qingming Festival," the public's appetite has been thoroughly whetted; it's estimated that media from half of Asia have come here.

Having already gotten off the car, Huang Kewu, dressed in an elegant Tang suit, was talking to Director Luo, who had come to Hong Kong. Looking at his granddaughter, whose face was flushed, her spirits were high, and who was walking over with a shy and sweet smile, being embraced by Gao Dongxu, Director Luo smiled and said to Huang Kewu, "What a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman."

Huang Kewu nodded slightly, then looked at Director Luo and asked, "Where is that kid Xu Yuan?"

"Fang Zhen has taken people to pick them up," Director Luo said with a smile, then looked at Gao Dongxu and Huang Yanyan who were walking over and said with a smile, "Yanyan is getting more and more beautiful. You're really lucky."

"Director Luo—" Huang Yanyan called out with a sweet, slightly shy smile.

"If it doesn't benefit me, who else would it benefit from? She was the one who walked right into the line of fire, trying to intercept me halfway through, and her spoiled princess attitude was just so annoying, ugh—"

Gao Dongxu chuckled as he exposed Huang Yanyan's secrets, causing Director Luo and Huang Kewu to burst into laughter. Huang Yanyan was so embarrassed and angry she was practically bursting with rage. She pinched Gao Dongxu's waist hard, making him feign pain. Just then, a staff member quickly approached Director Luo and whispered a few words in his ear. Director Luo nodded with a smile. After the staff member left, he said to Huang Kewu, Gao Dongxu, and Huang Yanyan, "Let's go in."

The three nodded and followed Director Luo into the convention center.

After so much planning, the time has finally come for close combat and bloodshed.

In a VIP room in the west wing of the convention center, Gao Dongxu sat on the sofa with Huang Yanyan's slender waist in his arms, flirting and teasing each other as if no one else was around, a stark contrast to the other busy and tense figures.

About half an hour later, Fang Zhen led Xu Yuan to the door, and everyone in the VIP hall looked at the male lead, Xu Yuan.

When Director Luo saw Xu Yuan appear, his eyes lit up with joy, and he put down his walkie-talkie to greet her.

"Xiao Xu, you're here." Director Luo's voice was as loud as ever, and there was an undisguised look of satisfaction and joy between his brows.

"Director Luo—" Xu Yuan smiled with relief, then looked around at the people in the room. She didn't recognize many of them, but when she saw Gao Dongxu holding Huang Yanyan, whose pretty face was flushed and who was blushing shyly, her eyes lit up.

"Director Luo, wait a moment, I'll go thank Mr. Gao."

Director Luo smiled and nodded, saying, "Let's go together—"

Director Luo and Xu Yuan walked up to Gao Dongxu and Huang Yanyan, who stopped joking around and stood up with smiles.

"Mr. Gao, thank you so much. If it weren't for you sending people to rescue me, I..."

In response to Xu Yuan's gratitude, Gao Dongxu interrupted with a smile, saying, "No need to thank me, we're family, no need to be polite."

After making a wish and expressing his gratitude repeatedly, he promised that if he ever needed anything from him, he should just ask.

"Have Bai Ruilian and her people arrived yet?"

“They’ve arrived, but apart from Zhong Aihua, I don’t recognize the others. The ‘Along the River During the Qingming Festival’ scroll they’re carrying has also been brought in. Xiao Xu, you should keep your trump card with you, right?” Luo Jue asked Xu Yuan with a serious expression.

"Yes, I've always been here!" Xu Yuan said confidently, a sharp glint in his eyes.

"It's almost 12:30 now. The confrontation between the two paintings will officially begin at 1:30, around 2:30. Do you know the process?"

"On the way, Brother Fang told me some things..."

Director Luo picked up a printed form and handed it to Xu Yuan: "At 2:30, in the main conference hall of the convention center, two copies of 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival' will be brought to the stage simultaneously. Ten experts selected by a third party will appraise the two paintings on the spot. Including you, there will be eleven in total."

Each of you eleven will take turns giving your opinion, pointing out which picture is real and which is fake, and explaining your reasons. Finally, the votes will be tallied, and the picture with the most votes will be real.

"Is this a verbal battle or a vote-getting contest?" Gao Dongxu couldn't help but complain.

"It's a Hong Kong idea; they just love excitement. Oh, by the way, regarding your wish, they have a special procedure for you; the director will tell you about it in a bit." Director Luo smiled enigmatically.

"Okay, sure," Xu Yuan replied, somewhat confused.

Director Luo patted Xu Yuan on the shoulder: "I believe you will not let the Five Veins down or bring shame to the motherland."

Following Director Luo's gaze, Xu Yuan saw an extra-long display stand with four wheels in the very center of the hall.

On the display stand was a rectangular bulletproof transparent glass dome, inside which lay a fully unfolded long scroll.

The Palace Museum's treasured "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" scroll?
Director Luo then produced a large, exquisitely printed album: "This one is a high-resolution image of Bai Ruilian's 'Along the River During the Qingming Festival.' After all, artifact appraisal isn't like singing or dancing; even if it's to be done publicly, thorough preparation is still necessary beforehand."

Each of the ten experts had received two high-resolution copies beforehand and was prepared before going on stage. Your immediate priority is to calm down, carefully study and compare the two paintings, and think about how to play this trump card.

"Are those ten experts reliable?" Xu Yuan asked worriedly as she took the brochure.

Director Luo gave a cryptic smile: "Half and half."

After Xu Yuan was accompanied by Fang Zhen to the dressing room to get her makeup done, and after listening to the director explain the special procedures, Director Luo looked at Gao Dongxu with a serious expression and said, "I hope the result is what we want."

“It’s definitely what we want, no surprises.” Gao Dongxu also revealed a mysterious smile.

(End of this chapter)