Don't pretend, anchor, I've seen you touch the golden talisman!

Chapter 19: Make a pot for the director (please collect and recommend)

Looking at the bullet screen floating in the live broadcast room, Lin Yi realized that he had slipped his mouth just now.

I didn't expect that there was really an expert in the live broadcast room. Now it is, and I can't tell.

Sure enough, the water friends in the live broadcast room and students of related majors finished discussing the content of "Jingjue Ancient City", and then began to ask the bottom line.

"Anchor, Guidongwen is so difficult to understand, how do you know it?"

"That's right, anchor, what is your background? You don't come here with some mission, do you?"

"I think the anchor's skills and knowledge reserve don't look like acting. I guess these two brothers are either tomb robbers or spies. It is recommended to strictly investigate the anchor's [-] generations of ancestors."

When Wang Qiang saw this, he immediately became unhappy.

He was a soldier and was most taboo about this kind of thing.

"Who? Why are you a tomb robber? Why are you a spy? Can this hat be snapped on indiscriminately? We are serious businessmen. Lao Lin, please explain."

Lin Yi looked at the scrolling barrage in the live broadcast room, and hurriedly 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 young, I had a good memory, and I didn’t care what the content was. I read the jingles of several hundred words several times, and I memorized them 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 tilted his head and rolled his eyes at him.

"Let's just say, can you be careful when you make up stories to fool people?"

"Snacks? Where can I get some snacks?"

Lin Yi picked up the opportunity and changed the subject.

"Don't interrupt me, the reason you made up is too outrageous, right? Who the hell would believe it? You might as well say that the Queen of Essence gave you a dream."

Wang Qiang couldn't help complaining.

"I believe it! The anchor has said so, so do you believe in the light? Actually, I am Ultraman, and I am launching a crowdfunding campaign to return to the M78 Nebula. How about the anchor sponsor a little bit."

"Anchor, I, Qin Shihuang, send money!"

"I am a descendant of the Aixin royal family. My family's assets have been frozen, and I urgently need a sum of money to get through all the links. As long as the assets are unfrozen, anchor, I will give you [-] 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.

Since the anchor is unwilling to say it, it must be his reason, and it would be impolite to ask the bottom line like this.

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.

Based on the content of the unearthed epitaph of the Han Dynasty, the lower part of the Shinto stele should have recorded many important life stories of the owner of the tomb.

It should contain a lot of content related to Jingjue Country.

But before the professor spoke, the "professionals" who heard the news began to point fingers.

"I'm Sun Bingjun, the deputy director of the Jingjue Ancient City Research Special Team. You young people, can you stop being so sloppy in your work, and look around carefully to see if there is still the lower half of this Shinto stele around."

A barrage suddenly caught Lin Yi's eyes.

He was also curious at first, wanting to find the lower part of this remnant stele, but when he saw this barrage, he reacted as if he had eaten a fly.

Glancing at it, he 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 water friends 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!"

"Come on, give the director a urinal!"

"God is so pissed off, brother, please return my merits!"

"The anchors are awesome, so you should hate 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 the barrage, he was furious.

He is a dignified national cadre with a high professional title, and he is the second in command of the "Jingjue Ancient City" exploration project.

Usually, no matter whether it is in the research institute or the archaeological team, everyone else is in front of the director, and the director is endless.

Everyone looked up to him with admiration and respect.

Now, in a small outdoor live broadcast room, he was being trained like a grandson.

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?"

"Boss Wang is still thoughtful. I almost took the credit of 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 booed.

"Anchor, let's talk about Gao and Da, I love 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 second in command of the dignified national archaeological team, was left alone.

At this moment, behind Lin Yi and the others, there was a burst of car horns.

The impact of the sandstorm has not completely passed, the yellow sand is rolling, and it is impossible to see what the other party is coming from.

On the contrary, the two guides in the distance shouted excitedly, stuffed the survival whistle around their necks into their mouths and blew, making piercing 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, the people who meet us are here! We are saved!"

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