When the guests heard this, they couldn't help but look behind them again.

But I saw an elderly man in his old age of about 160 years old, in good spirits, who appeared at the back of the crowd at some point.

Seeing this, everyone unconsciously stepped back to the left and right, making way for him to slowly step forward and onto the stage.

"Hello, can I borrow a microphone from you?"

The old man smiled kindly and asked the little brother of the host, who was already sluggish.

“……”

The host paused, and had no choice but to turn his attention for help to his boss, Xiang Huai in the audience.

Seeing Xiang Huai nodding slightly, he swallowed his throat, smiled dryly and handed the microphone to the old man, "You, please use the ......"

"Thank you."

The old man also politely replied with a nod of his head.

At that time, everyone in the audience only felt that although this old man who suddenly landed was dressed relatively plainly, he seemed to have an innate affinity that was difficult to refuse.

Coupled with his elegant and elegant temperament, and his calm demeanor in the face of the aristocratic celebrities and giant crocodiles present, it really makes people feel that he is not a simple character.

Soon, as if he were ready, the old man made a very old bow to the guests.

Said: "Good evening everyone, in Xia Ouyang Yong, a scholar." It is an honor to accept Miss Xiang Xing's invitation to come to Xiang Lao's birthday banquet. ”

"Ouyang Yong......"

When everyone in the audience heard his self-report, they all turned their heads and ears in confusion.

Who is Ouyang Yong?

It doesn't seem to be a socialite, nor is it a business person.

But for some reason, this name seems to have been heard somewhere......

The guests were still speculating to themselves.

But the old man Xiang, who had been staring at him for a long time with wide eyes since the old man appeared, couldn't help but tremble slightly with excitement after hearing this name.

is even more subconsciously holding the chair handle, wanting to stand up and step forward.

However, before he could leave his chair, a small white hand quickly covered the back of his old hand.

The old man was stunned and couldn't help but look sideways.

saw his little granddaughter winking at him with a smile on her face, and shook her little head gently.

It seemed to signal him not to be impulsive.

Seeing this, Xiang Yan paused, so he had to calm down temporarily and sit down again.

As for the guest room next to him, someone suddenly screamed again.

"Wait...... Are you, are you the curator of the Imperial Capital Museum, Mr. Ouyang Yong! ”

"Huh? …… Wait, my AI butler also transferred the search results to me...... Surprised, it's really him! ”

"So, so tonight is Director Ouyang, and together with the famous paintings of the ages, the birthday banquet of Old Man Xiang is here? …… What a strange development......"

Listening to the gossip of the guests in the audience, Director Ouyang on the stage smiled gracefully.

"Now that you've all found out, let's introduce myself again...... Yes, below is the director of the Imperial Capital Museum, Ouyang Yong. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand again and pointed to the famous painting "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

The smile was even worse, "This "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" is indeed specially brought under the premise of legal compliance to celebrate Xiang Lao's birthday." ”