Wen Xiaoman narrowed his eyes, it seemed to be the basic textbook of this archaeology major.

"Isn't this a professional book, what do you want me to read?" Wen Xiaoman was so tired that he didn't want to turn his brain at all.

"Oh, Sister Xiaoman, look here......" said, when Tian Xin opened the title page of the textbook, just a few lines of editor's introduction, a square inch of photos, but Wen Xiaoman was slightly distracted.

It turned out to be a textbook written by Zhong Sheng.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on the page. Zhong Sheng in the photo is younger than now, his brows are wrinkled, and he even has the childishness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

No wonder Tian Xin will look at it for ten thousand years, Zhong Sheng, who is wearing a white shirt, has a face of first love.

"You don't know, I went to the Internet to flip through Zhong Sheng's photos, it's really amazing, it's very handsome to take any shots, especially compared to other old professors......" Tian Xin said while flipping through his phone.

Suddenly, she seemed to see something on her mobile phone, and sat up from the bed suddenly: "By the way, Sister Xiaoman, do you know what happened in the previous period of our school?" Tian Xin's eyes flashed with gossip, and she couldn't wait to communicate with her.

Wen Xiaoman's heart sank, and he still asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

"Just a few days ago, oh yes, on the day of the total lunar eclipse, you didn't read our school's official WeChat push. It is said that a news article about the total lunar eclipse was pushed, and at the end of the article, a lot of chat screenshots were posted, and the content was quite exciting......"

"Yes, I don't usually read WeChat pushes. Wen Xiaoman turned her back to Tian Xin, her hands clenched involuntarily, and the light rain outside the window had a dripping sound, she listened, and was unconsciously wrapped in the chill in the rain.

"Hey, I didn't watch it, and by the time I heard I was going to read it, the article had already been deleted. Tian Xin threw his phone aside and said with a look of pity.

Wen Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, stood up and flipped through the hair dryer, and lightly picked up the topic: "What have you heard?"

"It's a relationship problem, it seems like a couple tearing each other apart......"

Wen Xiaoman turned on the hair dryer and turned it to high level, and the hum of the hair dryer gradually overshadowed Tian Xin's words.

This night, Wen Xiaoman did not fall asleep as expected, she tossed and turned, dreaming intermittently.

The dream came up without knowing it, and it seemed to be back to the night of the total lunar eclipse.

The astronomical spectacle of "supermoon + total lunar eclipse" is said to be rare in a century, and it is very rare.

This is what her boyfriend promised to tell Wen Xiaoman, and he repeatedly agreed with her that they would hold the hand warmer and shake their legs to watch the moon under the dormitory building.

As a result, Wen Xiaoman inexplicably broke the appointment, promised to lose his temper, shouted a vote, and went to the high.

Wen Xiaoman stayed alone in the dormitory, the white light of the computer screen hit her face, and she clicked on the school's official WeChat background as she had done in the past two years, and checked the news report that was about to be sent out for the last time.

Just as her mouse was about to click on the mass firing button.

"Ding-dong-"

Promise sent a message in WeChat, click on it to see it, it turned out to be a small video he recorded, in the video, the telephoto lens was fixed by a tripod, Promise showed her the appearance of a penumbral lunar eclipse, and a female voice was laughing unscrupulously outside the screen.

The piercing laughter instantly angered her, she threw away her phone, grabbed the mouse next to the computer, and instantly had a terrible thought in her head.

But when he saw the news of the successful mass delivery, Wen Xiaoman suddenly deflated. She silently turned off all the lights in the room and stood on the balcony with her arms crossed.

She had never had such a strong urge, an urge to escape.

Flee to the moon.

Thinking so, she narrowed her eyes and made a gesture to raise her gun, pulling the trigger at the moon.

"Bang!"

"Bang-"

Suddenly, a black dot appeared in the middle of the moon, and then cracked open at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Xiaoman's eyes widened in horror as she found that the moon fragments were smashing at her all over the world.

Just when the dim moonlight completely enveloped her, suddenly, all the fragments changed into screenshots of chats, one after another, and all the conversations were clearly visible......

"No, no!"

Wen Xiaoman stepped back, a piercing laugh came from his ears, and a promise's face suddenly appeared in front of him, promise's eyes were red, and he looked at her quietly, his eyes shimmered, as if he was silently questioning her......

Wen Xiaoman panicked, stretched out his hand to him, who knew that he pounced in the air, and after a whirlwind, the voice of the tutor came, "Your current situation is really not suitable for staying in school, go to the internship." ”

The tutor sat behind his desk and signed the internship application form one by one. Every stroke, like a knife blade, cuts on the flesh, dripping with blood and blood.

Her eyes suddenly darkened, and a chasing light "snapped" down, and many figures suddenly appeared around her.

"Look, it's her!"

"Wen Xiaoman, you are destroying your future!"

"Heh, you have to dare to do things. ”

"Wen Xiaoman, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

Wen Xiaoman knelt on the ground, those voices were around her, far or near, constantly surrounding, she could hear it, word by word, very clearly, falling in her heart, hot.

Her throat was a little sweet, her lips twitched, and she repeated the sentence over and over again, until the voices around her gradually stopped, until her quiet words could be heard clearly in this confined space.

She jerked her head up, her eyes burning and her eyes determined.

She said: "I, dare to do it. ”

"Jingle bell—"

Wen Xiaoman pressed the alarm on his phone fiercely, sat up suddenly, and breathed heavily.

There was silence all around, a glimmer of light through the cracks in the curtains, and it was dawn.

Tian Xin, who was on the opposite bed, muttered a few words, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Wen Xiaoman grabbed his hair, pressed his temples, and sighed deeply.

In any case, it's good to wake up from a dream.

When Wen Xiaoman arrived at the archaeological site, Zhong Sheng had not yet arrived.

Li Yuan looked at her face for a full ten minutes before cautiously asking, "What are you......?" Beaten up by Zhong Sheng?"

Wen Xiaoman glanced at him angrily, pointed to his eyes, and explained that it was dark circles.

"Hey, I don't think I can't, although Zhong Sheng's kid has never been in love, at least he still understands the pity and cherishing the jade. Li Yuan spread his hands, and his heart and eyes were obviously biased.

Wen Xiaoman's eyes rolled even higher, and let her push the soil for a day, and she really knew how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.

Zhong Sheng stepped on the last few minutes of seven o'clock to the archaeological site, and saw Wen Xiaoman's tired and miserable appearance, but he didn't say anything, stuffed her with a single-lens reflex with his backhand, and instructed: "You take a rest first, and when you find cultural relics, I will call you over to take pictures." Do you know how to take pictures?"

Before Wen Xiaoman could answer, Zhong Sheng continued to himself, "If you don't know, think about it yourself first, and I'll teach you later." As soon as he finished speaking, he took his shovel and continued to dig into the earth.

The excavation of the site is different from the archaeology of the tomb, and it is difficult to unearth a large number of complete artifacts, most of which are stacked and stacked broken porcelain pieces.

When a cultural relic is discovered, the cultural relics cannot be extracted immediately, first of all, according to the soil layer relationship where the cultural relics are located, the cultural relics should be determined, and then the cultural relics should be photographed, drawn, measured, recorded, and so on, and all the preparations are ready, and only then can the extraction of cultural relics really begin. In this way, the greatest consideration of archaeological work for a person is undoubtedly patience.

But obviously, Wen Xiaoman's patience is far from home.

She watched Zhong Sheng clean up a few pieces of broken porcelain for about half an hour, and finally couldn't help it, she secretly yawned for the first time.

Zhong Sheng's gaze immediately swept over, and he said in a deep voice: "Come and take pictures." ”

Wen Xiaoman immediately came to his senses, grabbed the SLR, faced the porcelain piece, and tried to take photos from all angles.

After she showed the photo to Zhong Sheng, Zhong Sheng threw her a few rolls of meter rulers: "You will measure, and I will draw." ”

After some tossing, Zhong Sheng finally began to extract cultural relics. This is a blue and white porcelain bowl of the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately it has been broken into several petals, I don't know if it can be restored in the later period, so that it can regain its former glory.

Wen Xiaoman held a storage box with a sponge, carefully squatted aside, held his breath, and watched Zhong Sheng carefully remove the sand and gravel near the fragments with a bamboo stick, and then clean up the loose sand with a brush.

By the time Zhong Sheng extracted the entire porcelain bowl, it was already twenty minutes later. Wen Xiaoman sealed the storage box, wrote down the number, and was about to send it to the archaeological laboratory for archiving, when he suddenly heard Li Yuan's nervous and excited voice in the detective next to him: "Senior brother, come and see." ”

What Li Yuan found was a Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain flat pot, as far as it goes, there is no damage to the appearance, and even the round lid is tightly buckled on the spout.

Zhong Sheng and Li Yuan glanced at each other, and then took a magnifying glass to observe carefully for a long time, and after the preliminary photo and drawing, Zhong Sheng exhaled and said to Li Yuan cautiously: "Go and call Team Leader Zhou over." ”

Zhou Changhe was also very excited when he learned of this situation, and discussed with Zhong Sheng in a whisper, and finally decided that Zhong Sheng would take the flat pot by hand, and Zhou Changhe cooperated on the side.

When the nearby interns heard this, they also stopped what they were doing and gathered around.

Wen Xiaoman took a few steps back, wondering in his heart, and asked Li Yuan next to him in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Li Yuan hugged his arms, his expression was also very nervous, he leaned towards Wen Xiaoman, gestured in the air, and said in a low voice: "You see that this flat pot is complete, and the lid is also well sealed." You also know the point of our excavation, and my brother and I suspect that there may be liquid in the flat pot. ”

Wen Xiaoman suddenly realized, no wonder everyone was so cautious. Extreme caution is required in the extraction of artefacts, as the slightest carelessness can cause permanent damage to the artefacts. Especially in this special case, Zhong Sheng must ensure the balance of the entire porcelain pot when extracting the flat pot, so that the contents of the pot cannot pour out.