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Song Chen became very active. He sat up straight and turned his head to look at Ma Chao and asked, "Have you put it in the studio? If so, I'll go directly to your studio tomorrow."

Ma Chao saw that his idols attached so much importance to materials, he also felt that he had some use, and immediately responded: "The studio is released. I will be at the studio early tomorrow morning to wait for you, and I will be there XNUMX/XNUMX."

Seeing Ma Chao's appearance, Song Chen also found it interesting, but what Song Chen didn't expect was the happy situation in the car. When he returned to the villa, some new troubles arrived.

Liu Pinhua called and Song Chen answered.

"At the scene today, it's not convenient for us to talk about some things when we are far away. After thinking about it for a while, I should call you to talk about it."

Liu Pinhua often wanted to talk about work, and his tone would be different. Song Chen knew it as soon as he heard it.

Song Chen said on the phone, "If it's important, shouldn't it be better to meet and talk?"

"Meeting is necessary, but I want to communicate with you before meeting."

"it is good."

"The company is preparing a project, which is a TV series. Don't rush to reject it. Let me tell you about the situation here and then reconsider."

Song Chen heard Liu Pinhua's eagerness to care about this matter, and smiled involuntarily: "You also know that I will refuse! Don't tell me that."

"That's not 4.9. This time the project is different. I believe you will be interested."

"Then let's hear it."

"In the past, a lot of the rhythm in the movie needed to be cut, in order to take into account the atmosphere and rhythm of the whole movie, but this time you can arrange more things you want to express in the TV series."

Song Chen shook his head after hearing this: "This is a fallacy. I don't really agree with this matter. Besides, I don't have that much time now, so it's impossible for me to participate in this matter."

Song Chen knew the difficulties on Liu Pinhua's side. He had just participated in a short film of the company before, but it didn't mean that he would always have to take the time.

At this time, Liu Pinhua teased: "Aiya, it's hard work for those who are capable. Time is a trivial matter for you."

Song Chen took a deep breath and smiled angrily, "Can those who are capable don't want to work too hard?".

Chapter five hundred and forty-first harvest beyond expectations

Song Chen sat on the seat in the study, listening to Liu Pinhua's voice on the phone.

Liu Pinhua is trying his best to persuade: "This matter is not completely without room. Otherwise, let's meet and communicate well."

Such a phone call made Song Chen feel embarrassed, and he then said, "Then let's see when there is time!"

After the phone call was finally over, Song Chen shook his head helplessly.

He still couldn't help but take out the bronze crown that had been almost spelled out before, and now there are only four bronze pieces left to collect them all.

Song Chen inexplicably felt that the time was a little tight, and it was no longer a casual thing before.

The pocket that originally held the paper talisman is now empty, and the thing that symbolizes the life of the yellow-skinned ancestor is gone, and the yellow-skinned ancestor will never appear in front of him again.

Putting the bronze crown back into the safe, Song Chen was about to wash up and rest. He had already made an appointment to go to Ma Chao's studio the next day.

Song Chen also had a lot of thoughts about Ma Chao's ability to find information. He was very good at 27. How did Ma Chao find so much information.

This time I went to Ma Chao's work again and said that he must ask carefully.

It wasn't until the next morning that he simply ate breakfast and set off.

The paparazzi who came out of Whirlwind Entertainment had been squatting not far from Song Chen's villa, and he was very excited to see Song Chen driving out early in the morning.

He quickly patted my sleeping companion at home: "Come on, Song Chen is out, we have news."

The companion woke up from his sleep and saw Song Chen driving away in front of them.

He also quickly started the car and followed Song Chen's car, and said, "Where are you going so early?"

"Don't you know if you keep up? It's hard to find some news related to Song Chen. We must dig up something this time."

When Song Chen was driving to the main road and waiting for the red light, he saw the car behind him from the mirror.

When he went out in the morning, he found the car. Now the car is still closely following him. It is obvious who is from the media.

Song Chen had nothing to worry about, he went directly to Ma Chao's studio, and when he arrived downstairs, it was also the working time of the studio.

Ma Chao was already waiting upstairs. When he saw Song Chen, he quickly walked over: "Idol, I didn't expect you to come so early!"

"That's a bit underestimating. I have always been more active in my work."

As Song Chen spoke, he and Ma Chao went to the direction of the office.

The staff in the studio kept standing beside the workstation watching Song Chen's figure, until Song Chen and Ma Chao completely entered the office and closed the door of the office, and they were sitting back at their workstations.

One of the staff said, "Is the relationship between our boss and Song Chen already so good? The progress is too fast."

"I don't know, it seems that the boss has something to show Song Chen. It seems to be very important. Otherwise, why does Song Chen come to our studio every time?"

The other person grinned and said, "It's so good, the relationship between the boss and Song Chen is so good, maybe there will be some cooperation projects in the future, so that we can see Song Chen often."

The people around her complained: "Isn't your idol our boss? Why are you shifting targets now?"

After listening, the man said, "With Song Chen, I don't want to be the boss anymore, hahaha."

At this time in Ma Chao's office, Song Chen saw a few books and a few sheets of yellowed paper on the table.

He sat directly over to check it. First, he took the pages and found that they were maps from ancient times. He briefly glanced at them and put them aside.

Now he picked up that book. The book was relatively thin, with only about ten or twenty pages. It could only barely be called a book.

The content of the book was similar to the previous ancient characters, so Ma Chao hurriedly brought over the other side comparison dictionary.

"Have you read the content here?" Song Chen asked.

Ma Chao nodded: "I have read it, mainly to introduce things related to bronze civil servants. Should I tell you directly or do you check it yourself?"

Song Chen took the dictionary, and he decided to check it out by himself, believing that the information obtained in this way would be more comprehensive and his memory would be firm.

Seeing all this, Ma Chao sat quietly beside him, just like Song Chen's little assistant, simply waiting for Song Chen to finish it.

Song Chen looked at the ancient texts in this book against the dictionary, and seeing that it made his heart beat like thunder, he was very excited, and even eagerly wanted to know the content behind.

Quickly flipping through the last few pages, he closed the book after reading all these things.

Ma Chao found that Song Chen's emotions seemed to be a little wrong. Overall, there should be huge emotions brewing in his career, and they should be released at any time.

In order to alleviate the current situation, Ma Chao said: "I also read the content here, saying that with the bronze crown, a secret room can be found, and there is a treasure related to longevity hidden here."

Song Chen looked at Ma Chao and heard Ma Chao tell everything he had just watched. The more he listened, the more rewarding he felt.

"Now I think everything is like a story written by one person. There may have been large-scale underground tombs in ancient times, but what really involves Zhang Sheng or something may be some unofficial fiction."

Ma Chaoyue said that the more he believed in what he just said, and then said: "Idol, so these materials may not be able to play any role in archaeology. If this is the case, don't blame me!"

Because at this time, Ma Chao already felt that the things he was looking for were not really relevant history, but were fake things fabricated by others based on some existing things.

Song Chen laughed at this moment, pointed to the book and said, "Here it is said that if you find the secret room, you can find the treasure that can make people live forever."

"Yes! There is no such thing as longevity in this world, so I said that this is an unofficial history, maybe it is a novel, and it also said that this thing is very desirable whether it is human or strange."

Ma Chaoyue shook his head when he said this, and said to Song Chen with a sorry smile, "I suddenly feel like giving you these things as if I've done something deceptive, a bit like a nonsense."

Song Chen hurriedly raised his hand and waved it, "This book is very valuable, it's not made up by unofficial history, I believe in these things, and sometimes things that are beyond the scope of common sense should be viewed with a tolerant attitude."

He was not going to explain more to Ma Chao, and then picked up the pages of paper that looked like maps.

Chapter five hundred and forty-two met a bibliophile family

Song Chen looked at the map in his hand, it was like a stick figure drawn at random, and it could be seen that it was probably the shape of a mountain, that's all.

Looking at the map for a long time, I seriously wanted to identify something from these maps.

Ma Chao, who was sitting next to him, had a bigger change in his mentality. At first, if it was said that the book might be an unofficial history, now this map looks like a child's doodle, and I don't think it will have any reference value.

Rubbing his hands nervously, Ma Chao asked, "Idol, are these useful?"

Song Chen took out one of them, which seemed to have more strokes, and said to Ma Chao, "It should be useful."

Hearing this, Ma Chao couldn't help laughing. He leaned forward and closed, and stopped after a while: "Don't make it difficult for you! I'll go back and look for something else!"

Song Chen spread all the pieces out again, and placed them on the table one by one.

"Since these things exist, it means that you have a certain reason. Did you find these maps together with the book?"

Song Chen also had some doubts. 6 If these maps were related to something other than the bronze crown, it would not seem interesting.

Ma Chao responded quickly at this time: "These drawings were originally stacked with this book, I think they should be related things."

This time Song Chen confirmed it. He was looking at different pictures and suddenly had a new idea.

Song Chen: "One, two, three...nine, nine pictures in total."

"Nine pictures, is there any problem? They are indeed together. As for whether they are missing or not, I really don't know." Ma Chao responded.

Song Chen suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you have a map here?"

Ma Chao shook his head like a rattle: "Without a map, who would put a map in the office, and I can't use it."

That's right, Song Chen also felt that Ma Chao didn't really have a map here, and finally he said, "Bring your notebook here, I want to check the map~".

This time, Ma Chao moved quickly, and quickly took the notebook on the table, opened it, and placed it in front of Song Chen.

Song Chen entered the name of a mountain on the search interface, and a map appeared. Instead of stopping time on this map, he opened a new interface and began to enter another one.

This has been repeated eight times, and now there are eight maps.

He opened one of them, looked at the situation on the map seriously, and then looked at the maps on the desktop one by one.

Ma Chao took all of this into his eyes, including the names of the various mountain ranges that Song Chen entered. He did not understand why Song Chen chose these mountains, but he could understand that Song Chen wanted to compare the mountains and the map to see if they could match. .

"Get me a pen and paper, and turn on the printer. I want to print something."

Ma Chao happily took the pen and paper, but he said, "The printer in our studio is outside."

He pointed to the outside of his office, Song Chen nodded and said, "I want to print out the map."

"Oh, you can, first prepare what you want to print, and then I'll do it for you."

Song Chen first took out one of the maps, tore a piece of paper and wrote on Taihang Mountain and put it on the map. At this time, he displayed one of the maps on the computer.

"Come on, you can print all the pictures of making mountains that I found."

Song Chen thought that it would be a little troublesome to print after comparing them one by one, so he simply printed them all.

Ma Chao went to call the assistant, and the assistant was solely responsible for this task and put it in front of Song Chen within two or three minutes.