Quiescence.

Deathly silence.

When Sun Zheng said these four words.

Everyone present was stunned.

Several girls on the staff covered their mouths in horror.

An idea that is exaggerated to the extreme, can't help but sprout in their hearts.

No one dared to say this.

Because that's just crazy.

It's so crazy that they don't want to believe it!

"Serve the country with loyalty! This may be General Yue Feiyue's will to stay. ”

"That's right, this painting is a piece of human skin sealed in vacuum......"

But in the end, Sun Zheng still took the initiative to speak.

When two fragile girls heard this, they immediately felt a tumbling in their stomachs and rushed towards the outside of the hospital.

And all the men only feel that the blood is surging in their bodies.

They stared at it, unable to take their eyes off the painting for a long time.

Serve one’s country with true allegiance.

In the era of peace, they couldn't fully understand what these four words meant to Yue Fei.

However, what their generation has seen in books is the history of humiliation in modern China.

Perhaps even more shocking than the invasion of the Golden Soldiers.

They also shoulder the mission of serving the country!

"General Yue's entrustment spanning thousands of years, my generation will not dare to forget!"

In the live broadcast room, I don't know who posted such a paragraph.

Immediately after that, everyone started copy-pasting.

We will not dare to forget.

And it will be passed on forever.

This is not only the task of the Yue Jiajun.

It is the mission of all Chinese sons and daughters.

Pan Yang, who only wanted the results of the show and won the ratings, burst into tears behind the monitor.

This moment.

Popularity reached three million.

But he no longer paid attention to the empty data.

Tears blurred his eyes.

Looking at the monitor and the barrage at the same time, he seemed to hear the shouts of countless people.

Readily!

He even had an idea in his heart.

Even if the show ends here, it's worth it.

But......

"Teacher Sun, this is really General Yue's...... skin? ”

The people present and the audience in the live broadcast room obviously wanted to know more.

After saluting, they wanted to follow these ruins and find the truth of the past.

"Does it matter?"

Sun Zheng looked at the staff member who asked the question and asked calmly.

"As an archaeologist, don't you care about the authenticity of these monuments?"

The staff was puzzled.

"Of course I do. However, this item is different. ”

"We don't have to judge its authenticity."

"Why?" The staff was unrelenting.

"I can tell you responsibly that this is indeed a human skin."

"So, do you feel the need to take it out and use modern instruments to test its age at the risk of destroying it?"

Sun Zheng said in a deep voice, his tone slightly dissatisfied.

The staff did not dare to speak again.

Because he heard Sun Zheng's voiceover.

It's a human skin!

Who would want to do such a fake?

"It's so handsome! It turns out that this old man is not as weak as he seems! ”

"Why can such a person only live in a county town?"

"I don't think Mr. Sun cares about fame."

"Yes, look at the way he looks, he really loves history!"

……

Sun Zheng's performance also fell into the eyes of the audience.

The audience's impression of him has changed subversively.

This is definitely an upright, qualified archaeologist.

No, archaeologists!

Inside the ancestral house of the Yue family.

After nearly an hour, everyone's mood slowly calmed down.

Chen put the room of the walking person, and there were no secrets to excavate.

The staff of the program team all exited the room and began to prepare the normal program content.

Teacher Huang and Yixing stayed in the house to help Sun Zheng re-roll up the text of Jingzhong's service to the country.

Although this can be regarded as the ancestral training of the Yue family, the story behind it is also very touching.

But the thought of what it is is still a little creepy.

Fortunately, this thing itself has a storage mechanism, just roll it up and snap it into the buckle above the wall.

However, Sun Zheng, who is in charge of storage, is under a lot of pressure.

Even though the text panel was already protected by plastic film, he didn't dare to roll it too fast.

He stepped on the stool, always cautious, for fear of making a mistake.

Smack.

Suddenly.

Just as Sun Zheng was halfway through the text panel, something fell from behind the text panel.

Sun Zhengdeng was scared half to death, for fear that the contents would fall out.

"I didn't ...... It's okay, right? Sun Zheng looked down, his hands and voice trembling a little.

"It's okay, it's like ...... Like a Polaroid? ”

Yixing picked up the fallen object on the ground and was stunned.

Photographs are a very common thing.

But when put together with this character, it is a bit nondescript.

He flipped the photo over and suddenly smiled: "Isn't this Xiaoke?" ”

Xiao Ke in the photo looks much shorter than now, with two braids, looking very immature.

Judging from the photo, Xiao Ke was sleeping soundly in bed at the time, and someone secretly took this photo.

"Me?"

Xiao Ke asked in disbelief and stepped forward.

He is not completely socially incommunicative, and naturally understands what a photograph is.

But she has never taken a photo since she was a child.

Because Yue Yang never takes pictures and does not use her mobile phone, she has lost a lot of the fun that modern girls should have.

"It's me! I don't even know! ”

Xiao Ke took the photo from Yixing's hand and grinned involuntarily.

Of course, silly boy, you're sleeping!

Teacher Huang touched Xiao Ke's head lovingly, but there was a sour feeling in his heart.

This photo was obviously taken secretly by Yue Yang.

"Sister Xiaoke, look at the words below!"

Yixing pointed to the blank space under the photo and said.

Xiao Ke looked down, and there were a few words left under the photo.

The blank space is large, but the words are very small.

If it weren't for Yixing's sharp eyes, he might not be able to notice.

The words written on it read: "Xiao Ke, happy ninth birthday!" ”

Seeing this line of words, the smile on Xiao Ke's face instantly froze.

A tear sneaked out of her eyes.

Immediately afterward, more tears welled up from her eyes like a river bursting its banks.

However, she didn't make any sound, just silently shed tears and looked at the small lines.

"Sister Xiaoke, don't be sad, your father will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Yixing looked at Xiao Ke like this, he was very distressed, and comforted him.

"Yes, Xiao Ke, come on. Wiping your tears and crying into a little tear, the photo will not look good. ”

Teacher Huang echoed and handed over a handkerchief.

Xiao Ke took the handkerchief, but shook his head and squeezed out a smile: "No, Brother Yixing, Teacher Huang, you misunderstood." ”

"Xiao Ke is not sad and sad, Xiao Ke is very happy now!"