Chapter 937: Chapter 625: Art Exhibition [19] Proud of Our Cultural Heritage [Update 3]

The old curator was elderly and spoke slowly, but once he began, all attention was focused on him.

As the most significant exhibit of the afternoon, the display stage was unlike any other. There were steps leading up to the platform, with a spacious area, allowing the crowd to gather around and for cameras to capture the scene, providing a wide view.

Even from other exhibits, as long as one had good eyesight, they could see the display clearly.

Nora Scott was sitting on a small stool, eating ice cream.

"Grandma." Shaw squatted beside Nora, "The toasting and assassination acts were so vivid, like they were alive. It’s quite impressive. Didn’t you say that besides your master, no one has a deeper mastery of Mechanical Techniques than you?"

"Yes."

Nora was not at all modest.

"Did your master make it?" Shaw asked curiously.

"No."

"..."

Shaw was puzzled.

Just then—

The old curator began activating the small mechanisms on the Mechanical Puppet.

First, he pressed a button on top of the puppet’s head. The next moment, the puppet’s chin dropped two inches, and its mouth opened. At the same time, a knife sprung out of its mouth, shining with a cold light.

The crowd: "..."

Damn!

They had never seen such small mechanisms!

They hadn’t heard anything about it!

So the Mechanical Puppet had other secrets hidden within?!

"Grandma, why do I feel like these small mechanisms have your style—" Shaw muttered halfway, glanced at the mark on the puppet’s dagger, and became furious, "Damn, someone used your mark—"

He stopped mid-sentence.

Shaw’s eyes widened, and he turned to look at Nora, "You made it?"

"Yes." Nora nodded, raising an eyebrow, "Impressive, right?"

"Did you know it was going to be included in our national treasures this year?" Shaw asked.

Nora was a bit surprised, "Really?"

"..."

Don’t ask, if you ask, Grandma is just that amazing.

On the stage, amidst rising exclamations, the old curator continued to reveal the small hidden features on the Mechanical Puppet, one after another. Some were easy to find, others required solving puzzles, even using knowledge about the five elements and Eight Trigrams.

Even the old curator expressed that the creator wouldn’t disclose the location of the mechanisms. After discovering the hidden mechanisms, they consulted experts and researched for half a year before identifying all of them.

The crowd watching grew larger and larger.

Exhibit managers and masters from various fields on the second floor, even those on the first floor, all rushed over to watch.

This included Aaron Scott, Rosa Sullivan, and others in Area A.

"This is truly a miracle!"

"Incredible! Is this the technology of the East Kingdom?!"

"So amazing! I want to know who the creator is!"

...

Foreigners were exclaiming repeatedly.

Meanwhile, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared.

[I thought making the puppet move by itself was impressive, but it turns out its body contains all kinds of small mechanisms?!]

[😂😂😂 This elusive master has a bit of wicked humor, so cute.]

[Ah, I’m so proud! Our country’s technology! Our country’s miracle! Thinking about it appearing on such an international stage brings tears to my eyes.]

[Don’t say anymore, I’m already crying.]

[Amazing, such pride! A new appreciation for Mechanical Techniques. Begging the creator to come out and take disciples, ahhh!]

[What should I do, I want to learn!!!]

...

Millions of people were focused on this scene.

Seeing the miraculous Mechanical Techniques, witnessing international masters’ astonishment, witnessing their cultural heritage, seeing the past strength and depth of this nation... they felt proud and fortunate to be born in a country with thousands of years of accumulation and tradition.

In the live broadcast plan, twenty minutes were initially allocated for the "Mechanical Puppet," but the heat and shock caused by its display were beyond the production team’s imagination, so they immediately extended the time, doubling it.

"We know the creator of the Mechanical Puppet has always refused to show up. Could the old curator slightly share some stories about him with us?" the host initiated the Q&A session.

The old curator gently closed his eyes, then opened them again, smiling kindly.

Thinking of the past, his brows and eyes were full of smiles.

He concealed Nora’s identity, and roughly shared his story with her, everyone listened quietly, afraid to miss a single word.

[Ahhh, a gentleman’s friendship! It feels great!] 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

[Just because he was kind to the master, the master gave him the museum’s treasure?! Looks like I need to be a helpful person from now on!]

[Respect for the master increased! increased! increased! Because of his fondness for the puppet and a little kindness, he gave such a generous gift, what a celestial being! Is he a descending deity?!]

[The mindset of the older generation of artists is truly different.]

...

Netizens kept discussing in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, the old curator finished speaking, nodded, and sighed: "The younger generation is truly formidable."

Host: ???

Audience: ???

Live Stream: ???

Youngster... what the heck?! Old curator, you better explain this to me clearly!

"A youngster?" The host was also shocked and could hardly believe it, almost losing composure in front of the national audience, "Old curator, do you mean to say that the person who delivered this mechanical puppet is a young person?"

"Let me think..." The old curator paused, calculating in his mind, "At that time, she must have been in her twenties."

Host: "..."

Let him take a moment to process this.

The onlookers couldn’t handle such explosive news, finally breaking their silence and bursting into chatter.

"How is that possible, twenty years old?!"

"In my mind, the creator is a transcendent being away from the world, how did they become a twenty-something youngster?!"

"Seriously? Can this be considered human?!"

"Creating a nationally recognized treasure at twenty?!"

"Is this person a god..."

...

Besides the live scene, the live stream also exploded.

[Old curator, are you kidding me?!]

[??? Didn’t I just hallucinate?]

[Impossible! Impossible! I refuse to accept this reality!]

...

"Oh, this youngster..." The old curator thought for a bit, glanced at Nora Scott, then retracted his gaze and continued, "I recently found out that in our country’s Mechanism Arts Circle, she has a very resounding title. Many mechanism enthusiasts want to collect her works—"

Upon saying this, the old curator once again raised his hand and pressed a button on top of the puppet’s head.

The dagger popped out once more.

He pointed to the pattern on the dagger, "Perhaps someone present can recognize this symbol."

As soon as he finished speaking, the camera zoomed in immediately.

Many masters also got closer.

"Master Sliver?!"

"That’s right, the ginkgo leaf! The identical mark! It’s the famous Master Sliver!"

"Master Sliver is a twenty-something youngster?!"

...

The masters’ eyes were about to pop out.

Old Curator: "..."

Your Master Sliver is next door enjoying ice cream with great relish.

"I’ve heard some rumors," the host faced the camera and introduced, "Mechanical techniques have become popular this year due to a variety show, and the Mechanism Arts Circle is gradually appearing in the public eye. Like the Sullivan Clan from Xiangel City—one of our ’Automatic Factory’ creators, Miss Rosa Sullivan, comes from there..."

The host had evidently done his homework, lecturing profusely: "In the Mechanism Arts Circle, there’s a reclusive master who never shows face, but because a ginkgo leaf is engraved on the works, they’re respectfully called ’Master Sliver.’ Their works mainly consist of mechanical toys, and there should be collectors at the scene who have brought some—"

"Here! Here!"

Someone quickly shouted, not wanting to miss the opportunity.

Curiosity about "Master Sliver" was overwhelming, and once that person shouted, people made way immediately, revealing two handsome guys—Frank Ford and Thomas Langley.

"Ahem."

Nora Scott almost choked on her ice cream.

Damn? Why are they here at the art exhibition too?

"Granny, do you think they still don’t know you’re Master Sliver?" Shaw sneaked a glance at the two and quietly asked Nora Scott.

Nora Scott finished her last bite of ice cream, handed the bamboo stick to Shaw, pretended not to hear Shaw’s question, and said nothing.

Meanwhile, not far away—

Ryan Ford was examining Nora Scott thoughtfully.

A twenty-something Master Sliver;

Every time the old curator mentioned it, he’d glance in that direction.

Isn’t it obvious he’s referring to Nora Scott?!

Ryan Ford furrowed his brows lightly.

He initially thought Nora Scott just knew Master Sliver, but now—herself?

Recalling Daniela Esteves pretending to be Master Sliver and everyone targeting Nora Scott, Ryan Ford couldn’t help but press his stomach, feeling a sharp pain twisting within.

Live Stream:

[Damn, this symbol looks strangely familiar, I must have seen it somewhere.]

[Check out one of Victor Technology’s exhibitions? At that time there was a mechanical drone that dazzled everyone, and it had this mark on it.]

[I think I saw it on one of Clement Winter’s Weibo posts...]

[Hurry, hurry! The internet never forgets, this pattern must have appeared online somewhere, everyone, let’s find it!!]

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