The middle-aged policeman can carry it clearly and can see it clearly.

In fact, events developed exactly as he had predicted.

A few days later, in the government affairs hall of the county seat, it was crowded with all kinds of reporters, there were major portal networks, not to mention the county, city, and provincial stations, and even CCTV reporters, as well as foreign media.

Magazines, periodicals, self-media......

There are hundreds of people, occupying half of the space of the government affairs hall. It is mainly a variety of advanced radio and recording equipment, which occupies a relatively large position. Long guns and short cannons, the formation is not small.

The first to appear is naturally leaders at all levels, and they make long speeches.

Next to the government affairs hall, in a living room, Wang Feng and Zhang Chu sat on the sofa, drinking tea, and waiting patiently. It stands to reason that they probably made their grand debut and were interviewed in the middle stage.

By the way, I heard that there are also pennant commendations, as well as cash prizes and the like.

So Wang Feng's mentality is okay, and he is not affected by the "magic sound" coming in from the outside.

It was Zhang Chu, who was a little drowsy, and after covering his mouth and yawning, he complained in a low voice: "How good it is to cut straight to the point, why are you talking so much nonsense." ”

"This is an opportunity to show your face, who wants to miss it?"

Wang Feng smiled and expressed understanding.

"It's the one who steals the limelight. ”

Zhang Chu pursed his lips, and then sighed: "It's a pity...... After a while, when I was interviewed, I couldn't make a big splash. The doctor said that I was so frightened that I fell into some physiological self-protection mechanism and forgot what scared me......"

"Damn, am I that weak?"

Zhang Chu scratched his head in distress: "I'm usually quite bold, and I often watch horror movies." ”

Wang Feng was silent, his eyes flashed slightly, and he stopped talking. He was selfish, and there were some things that he didn't tell Zhang Chu. Maybe he said it, but Zhang Chu may not be able to think of it.

Caught off guard, there was an uproar in the government affairs hall.

At this time, Zhao Ning appeared on the rostrum with several archaeological experts.

For a group of journalists, that's what happened.

In particular, when Zhao Ning waved his hand, he let people carry some cultural relics to the stage. In an instant, the flickering lights, intertwined like a screen, shrouded the round platform of dozens of square meters.

A bronze chariot, after being restored, is even more impressive.

It took a few minutes for the flash to stop.

Zhao Ning stood on the stage, smiling, and told the results of the archaeological team in a calm language. In the moment of glory, between his eyebrows, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

Of course, the reporters at the bottom have little interest in the dry numbers. So when Zhao Ning finished speaking, they raised their hands one after another, intending to ask for some key information.

For example, who is the owner of the royal tomb underground palace?

"We are still studying this question. ”

Zhao Ning smiled and said, "Please be more patient...... After all, we have only been studying for a few days, and we have only roughly counted a large number of cultural relics, and we have not yet carried out scientific inspection of the details of cultural relics......"

"However, judging from the characteristics of some cultural relics, this should be something from the Warring States period. ”

Zhao Ning said categorically: "So, if it is not surprising, this should be the royal tomb of the Warring States Period." ”

A few reporters who had done their homework couldn't help but roll their eyes.

During the entire Warring States period, there were also more than 200 years. For such a long time, I don't know how many kings have reigned. Who can guess which one it is?

"The scale of the royal tomb is definitely not small......"

Zhao Ning said again: "We are only excavating the burial pit and the carriage and horse pit now. The main cemetery has not been found, so it is difficult to determine the specific age, so everyone is more considerate. ”

"By the way, there's one more thing that I'm sure you're interested in. ”

Zhao Ning looked around and found that after everyone was listening attentively, he smiled with satisfaction: "As we all know, the capital of Chu during the Warring States Period was not ...... Jingshan."

"But in Jingshan, there is a royal tomb, which is a little strange. ”

Zhao Ning said with a smile: "Jingshan can be described as the ancestral land of the Chu people, which monarch is not buried near the national capital nearby, but has a lot of ideas, returning to the ancestral land to open up the underground palace?"

"What is his idea, or is it due to some political factors, or is it forced by circumstances and circumstances?"

Zhao Ning said with a smile: "These are unsolved mysteries, and they are also the key research topics in our follow-up work, please continue to pay attention to the progress of our archaeological work......"

Click, click, click!

The sound of flash photography is once again intertwined.

I have to say that ginger is still old and spicy. Zhao Ning also knew what these reporters cared about, so he threw out the mystery in time to win the attention to the greatest extent.

Whoa......

At the same time, many people raised their hands and wanted to ask questions.

Zhao Ning nodded people, answered a few reporters' questions in a limited way, and then kept silent. It is still necessary to be rigorous in learning, and some things, the answer is not clear, and you must not talk nonsense, so as not to laugh and be generous.

"Alright, alright. ”

Seeing the scene, it was a little mixed, the host hurriedly stood up, and said with a smile: "Old Zhao is tired, let him rest for a while, after the meeting, we will announce more details, and even allow everyone to enter the underground palace to shoot ......"

"Now we have to invite our hero, the discoverer of the Underground Palace's Tomb, to make a grand appearance!"

The host shouted, "Welcome!"

Bang bang, bang bang.

A group of reporters, still giving some face, responded with a few applause to show their welcome.

Immediately afterwards, in full view of everyone, Wang Feng and Zhang Chu walked out.

Click, click.

Another patch of flashing lights.

This is also news material, and no one will ignore it.

Wang Feng and Zhang Chu, with smiles on their faces, walked to the front desk, and then took over the flag handed by the leader, dressed in red and hung colors, and officially appeared. During this time, the camera flickered and the light fluctuated.

It's just that the good times didn't last long, when the host introduced the value of the two and asked them to sit down. A group of reporters at the scene were silent, and no one opened their mouths to interview them.

At this moment, the scene is embarrassing......

Obviously, mainstream media reporters feel that these two people have no value in interviewing. They are looking forward to ending these meetings as soon as possible and rushing to the underground palace for real-life shooting.

After a moment of coldness, the host immediately made a decision and immediately waved his hand: "Okay, the reception is over." There is a car prepared outside, if you need to go to the dungeon, please move to the parking lot......"

In an instant, a group of reporters packed their things and prepared to leave.

The leaders on the stage also dispersed. Zhao Ning patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, and also wanted to preside over the overall situation, and by the way, he accepted a personal interview with the mainstream media.

Everyone was busy, only Wang Feng and Zhang Chu sat on the chair stupidly, shrugging helplessly.

At this moment, a group of people came against the current and appeared in front of the two of them!

“…… Xiao Jingxing!"