Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Although everyone was enthusiastic on the way here, the staff of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were a little afraid to see so many famous people that they rarely saw.

It was not that they were timid, but any one of the people opposite them could go to Qing University and be an honorary professor. They were all leaders of all walks of life.

No one could understand why these people were so free to come and watch the show.

Not far away, a glint flashed across Li Qingxue's eyes when she saw so many celebrities.

Although the matter between Xia Wanyuan and the England Museum had blown up, it was not enough to attract so many people.

To be able to make so many people come to watch the show, Li Qingxue and Lady York were naturally involved.

The Dray family behind Li Qingxue and the York family behind Madam York were both relatively important royal families in England.

They had already personally invited everyone to watch the show, so it was impossible for everyone not to give them face.

Hence, there was this majestic scene today.

Li Qingxue walked towards Xia Wanyuan. "Mrs. Jun, are you sure you still insist on your own opinion??"

"Is there a problem?" Xia Wanyuan glanced at Li Qingxue indifferently, her eyes expressionless.

The corners of Li Qingxue's lips curled up slightly. "No problem. I hope Mrs. Jun can still be so confident later."

With that, Li Qingxue walked into the venue in high heels, and the others followed one after another.

Although they wanted to see how Xia Wanyuan could prove that the painting was hers, Li Qingxue did not specially invite so many big shots in the industry for nothing.

Although she was far away in England, she had also heard that Xia Wanyuan's talent was prevalent in China.

Because of Xia Wanyuan's popularity, the paintings under her name were also well-received by everyone. China's culture was slowly seeping out.

This was not what the officials of England wanted to see.

Hence, on this trip to the museum, Li Qingxue was given a mission by the officials.

Xia Wanyuan was now the main source of output outside the Chinese cultural team. They had to kill Xia Wanyuan and let the world see.

The Western culture was the advanced culture, and the Eastern culture represented by the Chinese culture was just trash that was not worth popularizing and promoting.

In order to cooperate with Li Qingxue, the officials even secretly invited a large number of professors from Cambridge University.

Other than England, many industry big shots had also come from America.

Among them was Master Danny, whom Xia Wanyuan was very familiar with.

Because he had recognized the wrong disciple, Danny had always had a grudge against Xia Wanyuan.

At first, there was some regret and pity, but later on, Master Danny saw Xia Wanyuan's terrifying growth potential.

The pity and regret he had back then was completely gone. He only felt panic and fear.

He was worried about Xia Wanyuan's rise, worried that Xia Wanyuan would pursue the matter of Li Na changing the painting last year.

Hence, this time, after receiving the official invitation from England, Danny rushed over with a group of people without a word.

Since yesterday, there had been many media reporters waiting in the museum.

Now, all the media reporters who could rush to the museum in half an hour rushed over.

Because today's victory scene could be said to be rare in decades.

With so many big shots gathered,

A competition that began with a small argument became a sharp confrontation between Chinese and Western culture in the end.

The museum had opened a live-stream channel to the world.

In the camera, everyone could see that

In the museum hall that could almost accommodate more than five hundred people, it was filled with foreigners, and opposite them were six Chinese led by Xia Wanyuan.

The foreigners were already tall and strong. In addition, with hundreds of people gathered, the Chinese opposite them were especially petite.

However, Xia Wanyuan was not afraid at all. She stood there quietly, as if she had the aura to resist a thousand troops.

Most of the foreign netizens were discussing Xia Wanyuan's beauty and teasing the Chinese about their height and narrowed eyes.

However, the domestic netizens' hearts ached.

Usually, everyone played on Weibo, their own territory. They could not imagine that Chinese people would be bullied like this overseas.

[I feel like crying. This scene is actually the situation China is facing in the world. Other than a few places that are willing to support us, the rest all want to destroy us and bully us.]

[ It's not easy for Xia Wanyuan... Although I kept saying a few days ago that she overestimated herself, I now feel that no matter how overestimating she is, she still has the courage to say no. ]

[ I'm speechless. Is there something wrong with England? They're clearly bullying us, right?? There are so many big shots and professors. Don't tell me they were all invited to suppress Xia Wanyuan alone?? Does England have to be so shameless!!! ]

In the museum, everyone was facing each other.

Xia Wanyuan and the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs were all very sensitive people.

Seeing the situation opposite them, everyone understood.

This time, England was going to completely suppress China's culture in front of the world, and that target was Xia Wanyuan.

Opposite, Li Qingxue looked at Xia Wanyuan and the rest arrogantly. "Our museum's things are all-encompassing. Time was tight yesterday, so I didn't have time to introduce these contents to everyone in detail. In order to let you feel our sincerity, I specially invited experts to study these today. Let's visit another exhibition area together."

The deputy minister understood that he was about to make a move. He looked at Xia Wanyuan. "Wanyuan, can you do it?"

Xia Wanyuan turned around. Her cold eyes had a faint light.

"Minister, you should be more confident in our culture."

With that, Xia Wanyuan walked forward, leaving the Deputy Head stunned on the spot for a while before reacting.

He looked at Xia Wanyuan's back. For some reason, his eyes felt inexplicably sour.

He had done nearly thirty years of diplomatic work.

To be honest, thirty years ago, China was so poor that they could not even afford to eat.

How could a poor country have diplomacy? They could only be bullied everywhere outside.

In the end, the country slowly became rich.

However, over the years, the economy had developed too quickly. Although the entire China had become stronger, it had left an image of a "nouveau riche" for others.

Sometimes, when they visited other countries, people from some countries would even specially ask them if they would snatch the toilet lid back when they came back for a business trip.

There were too many such things that he had forgotten.

In fact, the place behind him was a culture that would always stand at the front in the history of world reincarnation.

Foreigners did not understand, so it was understandable for there to be a misunderstanding.

However, when did we forget the confidence that should have made us straighten our backs and speak in the world??

The deputy minister stood rooted to the ground in relief.

Xia Wanyuan walked towards the hundreds of people opposite her alone.

His footsteps were firm and did not show any fear, making him, who was active on the diplomatic stage all year round, feel inferior.

He smiled and shook his head. "Young people these days are amazing."

The staff beside him did not hear what he was saying. "Minister, what did you say?"

The deputy head smiled. "It's nothing. I just feel that Xia Wanyuan is really not bad."

The staff nodded and agreed with the deputy minister. Seeing that Xia Wanyuan had completely walked to the opposite team, he hurriedly urged the deputy minister to follow. "Minister, let's go with her."

"Okay."

Seeing Xia Wanyuan walk over, Master Danny reached out to her first. "Miss Xia, long time no see."

Xia Wanyuan glanced at him and did not reach out to shake his hand. Instead, she used Jun Shiling to block the gun. "I'm sorry, my husband doesn't like me shaking hands with other men."

"Alright." Master Danny looked a little embarrassed. He had thought that Xia Wanyuan would restrain herself a little in front of the camera. He did not expect Xia Wanyuan to be so firm.

Li Qingxue sneered at the side. "What era is it? Why are you still doing feudal things?? Mrs. Jun, don't tell me you still have the habit of wrapping your feet?"

Xia Wanyuan frowned slightly. "I estimated that Miss Li should be a size 34 shoe. I'm 37."

When Xia Wanyuan said this, everyone present could not help but look at Li Qingxue.

Li Qingxue's expression was a little ugly. Her feet were small to begin with, and she had specially worn a pair of even smaller shoes today. They looked at least half the size of the feet of the surrounding Englanders.

ia Wanyuan quietly added, "It seems that Miss Li values our Chinese customs very much."

"You!" Li Qingxue's eyes widened in anger. Fortunately, the staff beside her pulled her sleeve and calmed her down.

In order to prevent an accident, the live-stream was delayed. Hence, when Li Qingxue began to mock Xia Wanyuan, the live-stream had already cut off the video.

The audience thought that the live-stream was stuck. When the video was connected again, it happened to be Xia Wanyuan looking down at Li Qingxue.

[ Xia Wanyuan is too arrogant. This expression makes it seem like someone owes her a lot of money. Is there a need? She thinks too highly of herself? ]

[ Li Qingxue, glare back. I've really given Xia Wanyuan face. Has she forgotten that she's here to cause trouble?! Her attitude is actually so bad. ]

the netizens were scolding enthusiastically. In the museum, everyone was already slowly walking towards the exhibition hall.

There were many treasures from China in England's exhibition hall. These were all snatched from China more than a hundred years ago.

Now that they passed by these exhibits, an expert proudly introduced the value of these things to Xia Wanyuan, how precious they were.

However, most of the people present were experts who specialized in a certain field. They might know the value and origins of all sorts of cultural relics, but in terms of "speech war", they really could not be compared to Xia Wanyuan.

After all, in her previous life, Xia Wanyuan could borrow tens of thousands of elite soldiers from the three states and sixteen towns with her own mouth.

No matter how many traps these experts dug for her, Xia Wanyuan could accurately catch the trap and change the host.

When they visited a very beautiful porcelain that was crystal clear and filled with cracks, an expert from England tried to show off England's advanced technology.

"Actually, this bowl was almost destroyed by your archaeologist back then. Your China is too disrespectful to cultural relics, so you threw it on the ground.

When we took this bowl, it had already shattered into many fragments. Our staff spent three years repairing it through all sorts of high-end technology.

If not for meeting us, I'm afraid this expensive and beautiful bowl would never be able to see the light of day again."

As soon as the expert finished speaking, Xia Wanyuan did not answer him immediately. Instead, she looked at the camera in the live-stream not far away.

The staff there were connected to the command room.

They had to prevent any possible situations.

As long as Xia Wanyuan said anything that would suppress the experts from England, the entire live broadcast would be instantly cut off.

The staff sensed Xia Wanyuan's gaze and his actions were stunned for a moment, thinking that Xia Wanyuan had sensed their small actions.

However, Xia Wanyuan only glanced at him quietly, then retracted her gaze as if she had not discovered anything.

Seeing that Xia Wanyuan was silent, the expert began to praise his country's technological standards again. At the same time, he belittled China's casual treatment of cultural relics and its backward technology.

"Do you know why this bowl was casually placed on the ground?" The silent Xia Wanyuan suddenly spoke.

Those who were originally talking separately focused their gazes on Xia Wanyuan.

"What else could it be? Your technology standards are poor, and the archeologists don't have protective consciousness."

Xia Wanyuan gently pointed at the porcelain bowl in the glass cabinet.

"Since Professor Smith specializes in this, I want to ask if you know where this bowl is from?"

"Of course I know. This bowl is produced in the southwest of China," the England expert said confidently.

This porcelain bowl was exquisite and had been there for a long time. Through technical means, one could infer that it was a product from hundreds of years ago and came from the southwest. However, there was no way to detect where it was with technical means.

Xia Wanyuan looked at the professor from England. "This porcelain bowl came from the Qingshan Kiln in the southwest."

The experts present were a little stunned. They had never heard of this kiln factory.

"Miss Xia, do you think you can spout nonsense just because you're Chinese and think that we don't know China's history? I think I have to introduce you to the identities of the people standing in front of you." The mockery in Li Qingxue's eyes was about to overflow.

"The person who introduced this porcelain to you just now is an archeologist from Continent Y of Cambridge University. He's famous in the world. It's too naive of you to want to fool him."