The Organizing Committee immediately contacted the National Museum of China and collected the unearthed Shuiyun embroidered skirts for comparison.

Come on, sure enough, the embroidery method is the same, and Bai Chuwei looks elegant, but the workmanship is more complicated.

The director of the national museum said bluntly: "all the first-class embroidery and spinning experts in China can't make it. This one is on Ms. Bai Chuwei."

This is the face of the world, on behalf of China's reputation, museum curator can not lie for Bai Chuwei, this shows that it is true!

There was a complete silence.

Isn't this, this special material evidence?

Bai Chuwei is the only one who can make this lost embroidery work popular more than 200 years ago. Can't this prove that Bai Chuwei lived for 200 years?

Don't struggle to death any more. It's already a real hammer. Bai Chuwei has lived for 200 years and is Mr. Bai!

Bai Chuwei glanced at the foreign reporters below, gently fingered the microphone in front of her, and said, "is it true that Shuiyun embroidery can only prove that I have lived for 200 years, but it can't prove that I am Mr. Bai?"

The heart of the Chinese reporter on the scene dropped abruptly, almost eager to cover Bai Chuwei's mouth.

Fairy teacher, don't be so sincere!

Now that the audience has shut up, why don't you just accept the third Nobel Prize? Why do you say that?

If a foreign reporter really asks, how can this end?

No one lived 200 years ago, no one can be your witness, this will be a dead end!

Stop it! Stop it!

Bai Chuwei snorted, condescending, and her eyes swept all of them: "I naturally want you to be convinced!"

Bai Chuwei understated and dropped a sentence: "since you don't believe it, you can see it with your own eyes."

The hearts of all the people watching the live broadcast suddenly beat wildly, giving birth to a terrible conjecture.

At the next moment, Bai Chuwei has raised her long white sleeves and brushed them in the air.

In early summer, Jiangnan is picturesque with picturesque scenery, flowing bridges and crowds.

Ordinary people stroll together in the market.

Outside the downtown, deep in the bamboo forest, the bamboo house is quiet. A snow-white fox gently shakes its tail and lies on the corridor of the bamboo house. A pair of foxes look at the white figure in the courtyard as if they are laughing.

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now that the audience has shut up, won't it be good for you to honestly win the third Nobel Prize? Why do you say that?

If a foreign reporter really asks, how can this end?

No one lived 200 years ago, no one can be your witness, this will be a dead end!

Stop it! Stop it!

Bai Chuwei snorted, condescending, and her eyes swept all of them: "I naturally want you to be convinced!"

Bai Chuwei understated and dropped a sentence: "since you don't believe it, you can see it with your own eyes."

The hearts of all the people watching the live broadcast suddenly beat wildly, giving birth to a terrible conjecture.

At the next moment, Bai Chuwei has raised her long white sleeves and brushed them in the air.

In early summer, Jiangnan is picturesque with picturesque scenery, flowing bridges and crowds.

Ordinary people stroll together in the market.

Outside the downtown, deep in the bamboo forest, the bamboo house is quiet. A snow-white fox gently shakes its tail and lies on the corridor of the bamboo house. A pair of foxes look at the white figure in the courtyard as if they are laughing.

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