Chapter Eighty-Five: Fellows See Fellows

Faced with the sudden enthusiasm, Fang Xin covered his forehead a little helplessly.

"Don't get excited, Professor Liu."

Fang Xin looked around, Liu Juntong's excited performance had attracted a lot of attention.

What's more, Fang Xin's identity was discovered, but it was only because Fang Xin's face was not good that he didn't dare to come forward to ask for a signature.

Liu Juntong also realized that his behavior was inappropriate, immediately let go of his hand, smiled awkwardly, and subconsciously picked up the warm boiled water and sent it to his mouth.

Wait until the warm water is in the stomach, and the sanity gradually recovers.

"I'm sorry, I'm too excited, I haven't heard from you for a long time."

Liu Juntong suppressed his excited tone.

"Did you call me over this time to say something? Or something to discover! ”

That's what Fang Xin's purpose is.

"Have you heard of the Great Yuan Dynasty?"

Liu Juntong's eyes suddenly lit up, nodded, and then didn't know what to think, and his eyes dimmed again.

"Knowing is knowing, but it is only mentioned in a few ancient books left by the Braided Dynasty."

After thinking about it, he suddenly understood what Fang Xin meant.

"Fang Xin, do you have any information about the Great Yuan Dynasty?"

Seeing that the topic was on the right track, Fang Xincai nodded with a smile and handed the document to Liu Juntong.

"This is the relevant information of the Great Yuan Dynasty, I asked someone to find it, and I haven't studied it thoroughly before, so I haven't had a chance to give it to you."

The yellowed ancient books were packed in sealed plastic bags and handed over to Liu Juntong, whose hands were trembling.

"And from these materials, I learned the basic history of the Great Yuan Dynasty, do you want to hear me talk about it?"

Liu Juntong naturally couldn't ask for it.

So, Fang Xin started with Temujin, and his saliva dried up in the end, and he was able to tell half of the history of the Yuan Dynasty.

The Mongols are a brave and warlike people, skilled in military strategy, and willing to expand.

During the period of the Great Yuan Dynasty, the territory continued to expand outward, and the Mongol cavalry left its mark on the Eurasian continent.

"That's roughly what I've learned, the second half is the history of the decline and fall of this dynasty, as for the reasons and the lessons that should be learned, I haven't thought about it again, and I'll leave it to you to explore."

It's not that Fang Xin doesn't know, but he just doesn't want to talk about it anymore.

He's almost dry!

But just this half and half of the history is enough to make Liu Juntong crazy.

He looked up at Fang Xin with adoration on his face, one hand carefully holding the plastic bag, and the other hand reverently holding Fang Xin's hand.

"Huaxia people are amazing with you! In the previous dynasties, you can definitely be the emperor! No matter how bad it is, you can be an official by the emperor's side! ”

That's a high compliment.

However, Fang Xin did not accept it.

"Don't, I don't have that much ambition, I just happened to learn something, and I took it out to show off and make people see jokes."

He was telling the truth.

With his little knowledge, Lan Xing, who was in his previous life, couldn't take it at all.

It is also in the world of this Chinese historical and cultural fault!

At his core, he's still a salted fish

However, this remark fell on Liu Juntong's ears, which was tantamount to self-humility, which made him tremble and be encouraged.

Even the big guy he thinks is so humble, what right does he have to be proud!

It's a big guy!

"Mr. Fang, let us regain the cultural treasures of the Chinese nation, you are definitely a well-deserved hero, please accept my worship!"

Fang Xin hurriedly grabbed Liu Juntong, who was about to kowtow to him three times in front of the public, and couldn't help but invite people up with tears and laughter.

"If you do this again, I won't teach you!"

This is not conducive to punishment for Liu Juntong.

He stopped his red tape in time and sat down honestly in his seat.

"In addition to handing over these things to you today, I have other things to discuss with you."

Fang Xin told Liu Juntong about his idea of launching a historical variety show and popular science variety show.

"I have already explained this matter to Minister Cao, and the other party has no available contacts for the time being, I want to take my time, but now I have to ask you to borrow one or two students."

Fang Xin's tolerance bottom line here in Liu Juntong is very low, and he can say anything.

"You say you say it, don't say you want one or two, the students of the entire history and culture department can give it to you!"

This is also an exaggeration!

Fang Xin smiled awkwardly and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead to explain his purpose.

"I mean, first find two students to come over and familiarize themselves with the variety show style, and then I'll tell them about historical knowledge, when the show really starts, I have to rely on them to get around!"

"Can I nominate myself?"

As soon as the words fell, Professor Liu, who was over half a hundred years old, raised his hand.

Fang Xin was a little helpless.

"Only young people in their 20s can adapt to the intensity of variety shows, and there are also stalks, you better rest!"

These words pierced Professor Liu's heart fiercely.

After the two separated, Fang Xin went back to the rental house, pulled the curtains and lit the lamp at night, and buried himself in writing the script.

Every time a main quest is released, the plot that needs to be filmed for the main quest will come to mind in the form of knowledge.

What Fang Xin could do was to write them all down.

It wasn't until the third watch in the middle of the night, even if he couldn't suppress his sleepiness even after swallowing two cups of coffee, that Fang Xin stopped tapping on the keyboard.

He skimmed it out and was pleased with his efficiency.

However, at this moment, my heart suddenly ached.

"Damn!"

This time it directly killed someone.

Fang Xin's eyes darkened, and the coffee cup in his hand almost spilled on the computer before he had time to save it.

He was able to protect the work he had worked hard for most of the night, kneeling on the ground and enduring the pain.

After half a day, I slowly stood up.

"System, am I about to burp?"

The system ignored him, and a panel of property values automatically appeared.

Appearance: 60. (As I stayed up late, I gradually fell to the passing line)

Writing: 80. (Barely stepping into the threshold of passing directors and screenwriters, it's almost meaningful)

Eloquence: 70. (As I get older, the words become more and more civilized)

Physical fitness: 15. (You don't have to wait for two years, you can burp at any time after a few more days)

Word of mouth: 75. (It's barely okay, at least the public likes it, and occasionally it will run into black powder troublemakers)

Accustomed to systematic complaints, Fang Xin's research values are directly omitted from the following brackets.

The 15 in the physical fitness column is marked red, for fear that Fang Xin will not notice.

Thinking of the results of the examination two days ago, Fang sighed confidently.

Finished!

He can't abuse his body anymore!

If it goes on like this, the movie is not finished, and the money is not earned enough, and people will burp first!

"System, is there a way to improve these attribute values by themselves?"

[Answer the host, every time the host completes a good deed to help others, he can get the corresponding attribute for extra points]

[Note: Physical fitness can only be improved by medical or athletic means, system changes are ineffective]

It's equivalent to blocking his back road!