Looking at the barrage floating in the live broadcast room, Lin Yi realized that he had just let something slip.
I didn't expect that there was really an expert in the live broadcast room. Now, I couldn't tell clearly.
Sure enough, after the water friends and students from related majors in the live broadcast room discussed the content of "Jingjue Ancient City", they turned around and started to inquire about the details.
"Anchor, Guidongwen is so difficult to understand, how do you know it?"
"Yes, anchor, who are you? Are you here with some mission?"
"From my perspective, the host's skills and knowledge do not look like they are acting. I estimate that these two brothers are either tomb robbers or spies. I suggest that we strictly investigate the eighteen generations of the host's ancestors."
When Wang Qiang saw this, he immediately became unhappy.
He was a soldier and was most taboo about this kind of thing.
"Who is it? Why is he a tomb robber, why is he a spy? Can this hat be used casually? We are serious businessmen. Lao Lin, please explain."
Lin Yi looked at the barrage rolling in the live broadcast room and quickly thought of words.
"When I was young, once, a beggar passed by my house. I gave him the steamed bun in my hand, and he taught me a rhyme.
When I was a child, I had a good memory, so I didn’t care what the content was. I read the rhyme of several hundred words several times, and I memorized it all anyway.
Guess what, this jingle is actually a comparison of Qa Luwen and Chinese. Do you think it is magical or not?
Hahaha......."
Lin Yi's awkward laughter echoed in the empty desert. Wang Qiang on the side tilted his head and rolled his eyes at him.
"Let's just say, can you have some fun while making up stories to fool people?"
"Snacks? Where can I get some snacks?"
Lin Yi picked up the opportunity and changed the topic.
"Don't interrupt me. The reason you made up is too outrageous, isn't it? Who the hell can believe this? You might as well say that Queen Jingjue entrusted you with a dream."
Wang Qiang couldn't help but complain.
"I believe it! The anchor has said so, so do you believe in the light? In fact, I am Ultraman, and I am launching a crowdfunding campaign to return to the M78 Nebula. How about the anchor watches and sponsors."
"Anchor, I, Qin Shihuang, send money!"
"I am a descendant of the Aixin royal family. My family's assets have been frozen. I urgently need some money to clear up all the links. As long as the assets are unfrozen, host, I will give you 100 million on the spot."
Wang Qiang looked at this hilarious barrage and felt a little dumbfounded at the time.
But these water friends also know it.
Since the anchor is unwilling to say anything, it must be his reason. It would be rude to ask further.
Professor Yu quickly translated all the contents on the remaining tablet.
The content is not much different from what Lin Yi said.
But the problem is that there is very little content related to Jingjue Kingdom on this half of the ruined monument.
Judging from the content of the epitaphs unearthed from the Han Dynasty, the lower part of the Shinto stele should record many important life events of the tomb owner.
It should contain a lot of content related to Jingjue Country.
But before the professor could say anything, the "professionals" who had caught wind of the situation began to point fingers.
"I am Sun Bingjun, the deputy director of the Jingjue Ancient City Research Team. You young people, can you not be so careless in your work? Look carefully to see if there is still the lower half of this Shinto monument around."
A barrage suddenly caught Lin Yi's eyes.
He was originally curious and wanted to find the lower part of the ruined monument. When he saw this barrage, he was as shocked as if he had eaten a fly.
He glanced at it, sneered twice, clapped his hands and stood up, stretching.
"What's that? My ability is limited, Deputy Director Sun. Why don't you come to the scene in person to look for me? I don't have time to wait for you."
Lin Yi's words immediately won the support of all the fans in the live broadcast room.
"Deputy Director Sun, this is probably the biggest official in our live broadcast room, right? Brothers downstairs, make a pot for the Director!"
"Okay, let's make the urinal smell for the director!"
"God is so pissed off, brother, please return my merits!"
"The anchor is awesome. You should fight them like this. Are you used to bossing people around for nothing? What kind of big-tailed wolf is here?"
"That is to say, aren't you a special team? So professional, then you can come and find it yourself."
"The anchor risked his life, discovered a tomb, and translated the content for you. He's not satisfied yet. He's just shouting here. He's very bureaucratic."
When Sun Bingjun saw this barrage, he was furious.
He is a dignified national cadre with a high professional title, and he is also the second-in-command of the "Exquisite Ancient City" exploration project.
Usually, whether in the research institute or on the archaeological team, everyone else is the director, and the director is always calling after me.
Everyone looked up to him with admiration and respect.
Now he is actually being trained like a grandson in a small outdoor live broadcast room.
On this occasion, with so many people watching him and not being able to get angry, he could only pretend to be disapproving to resolve the embarrassment.
"The form of anchor archeology is very new, but you young people should improve your awareness and improve your structure. This is a good opportunity to contribute to our archaeological work, and you should seize it."
Lin Yi leaned in front of the camera and smiled.
"Hey, if Deputy Director Sun is the leader, he will hit the point right away. We brothers are both high in everything, but our consciousness is too low; we are big in everything, but our structure is too small.
Let's leave such a good opportunity to Deputy Director Sun. We people can't afford such a great merit. "
Wang Qiang quickly picked up from the side.
"That's right, leading cadres should be at the forefront. Deputy Director Sun, we won't snatch such a good opportunity from you. Maybe you will be promoted to director when the professional title review is next?"
"Mr. Wang is still thoughtful. I almost took away the credit from Deputy Director Sun just now."
"Who makes us both less enlightened!"
Wang Qiang's singing with him made Sun Bingjun almost mad to death.
The water friends in the live broadcast room also started to cheer.
"Anchor, tell me more about Gao Heda. I'd like to hear it."
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's mainly because the brothers are not convinced and want to compete with the anchor."
"Is this something that can be said? If my brother talks about this, then I won't be sleepy!"
Sun Bingjun, the dignified second-in-command of the national archaeological team, was left alone.
At this moment, a series of car horns suddenly came from behind Lin Yi and the others.
The impact of the sandstorm has not completely passed, and the yellow sand is rolling, making it difficult to see where the opponent is.
On the contrary, the two guides in the distance shouted excitedly, put the survival whistles around their necks in their mouths and blew them, making bursts of harsh sounds.
"Here! We are here!"
"Beep~~~"
"Beep~~~"
But this time they didn't forget Lin Yi and Wang Qiang, and started shouting at them.
"Hey, you two, come here quickly, our rescuer is here! We are saved!"
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