"That's the historical facts." Hai Chuanjun picked up the coffee cup on the table and said with difficulty, "Our historical materials are right." ”

Zuo Youyou nodded.

The ice cubes in the American style have long since melted, and the American style at room temperature is probably the most sour thing in the whole world.

Haichuan-kun drank it all and dropped a sentence: "I'm leaving." ”

He stood up, his bag in his hand, and fled as if he had hurried out of the café.

Zuo Youyou chased out the door and pulled his sleeve: "Haichuan-kun!" ”

Haichuan-kun's footsteps didn't stop, and Zuo Youyou said loudly as he ran: "These are all in the past!" History is history, but we live in the present! ”

Zuo Youyou didn't give Haichuanjun a chance to answer, and said in one breath: "What really needs to be blamed is the war, the vested interests of the war, not the ordinary people in the war!" Haichuan Liang is not bad, he was just wrapped up in the torrent of history and made mistakes! You can testify in court and let Xin Lingyi return to China and correct this mistake! ”

Haichuan-kun was dragged by Zuo Yousheng and stopped. He finally turned around, his thin face and bloodshot eyes.

Zuo Youyou let go of his hand in a daze.

"Ryo Haichuan used to be the person I respected the most, and I thought he stuck to the righteousness in his heart. It took me decades to become him. Haichuan Jibu looked at Zuo Youyou sadly, "Now, I think the so-called justice in my heart is a joke. ”

Zuo Youyou wanted to refute, but Haichuan shook his head and laughed miserably: "Can Haichuan Liang's mistake be completely pushed to the times?" He kept saying that he wanted justice, but what did he do afterwards have to do with justice? ”

Zuo Youyou was speechless.

Haichuan Liang looked at Zuo Youyou: "A mistake is a mistake, and the damage caused by the brand is always a harm." ”

Zuo Youyou said eagerly: "Then you should testify in court!" ”

Haichuan Jun looked at Zuo Youyou steadily: "I refuse." ”

Zuo Youyou was anxious: "Why?" ”

Hai Chuanjun barely pulled out a smile: "I'm sorry, I can hand over the historical evidence to you, but I can't stand in court and accuse my family and motherland." He turned his back and said discouragedly, "Maybe in this regard, I am the same as Haichuan Liang, and we both have cowardly blood flowing in our veins." What is justice? I'm not going to get it. ”

With that, he got into the taxi on the side of the street and closed the door resolutely.

Zuo Youyou brushed a shared bicycle at the fastest speed, used the power of the wilderness, stepped on the hot wheels to chase behind, and called "Hey" for a long time, but the Haichuan Trace Department never looked back.

Zuo Youyou watched as the taxi turned a corner and disappeared around the corner.

She was so angry that she stomped her foot and hurriedly called Bai Xinshu.

Bai Xinshu comforted Zuo Youyou: "Historiography is the study of people, but people have preferences." Whether it is Haichuan Liang or his descendant Haichuan Jibu, it is really idealistic to hope that they will accuse their family and the motherland. ”

Zuo Youyou gritted his teeth: "How many times have I played mahjong with him!" If you say turn your face, you turn your face! Why, I don't even have to be a friend? ”

Although the two talked differently, they were unexpectedly harmonious.

The cultural relics lawsuit is about to begin, and it is obvious that these precious historical materials cannot be mailed. Zuo Youyou was ordered to become a human flesh postman, holding a bunch of historical materials, and quickly rushed to the airport and got on the latest plane to the United Kingdom.

Bai Xinshu waved his hand at the airport: "Zuo Youyou, this way!" ”

Zuo Youyou dragged his suitcase and trotted over.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they saw each other in a foreign country, they were a little shy.

Bai Xinshu naturally took Zuo Youyou's suitcase, and a smile tugged at the corner of his lips: "Let's go." ”

Zuo Youyou's sixth sense descended from the sky, and his heart fluttered. She plucked up her courage and looked up at the cypress tree.

Bai Xinshu didn't move, looking at her.

That's when —

"Dr. Kashiwa! Left edit! What a coincidence! ”

Zuo Youyou watched the ambiguous atmosphere shatter.

I! What is the great injustice with internationalization!! You'll meet light bulbs in London, England!!

She turned back hatefully, and Jiang Shiqin walked over in high spirits, a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes sparkling.

Zuo Youyou was shocked: "Aren't you holding a seminar in the United States?" ”

Jiang Shiqin said: "Yes, I am a lecturer at Harvard, and this is my Harvard work card——"

Zuo Youyou was weak: "I know, I know, you are a lecturer at Harvard, you are awesome." ”

Jiang Shiqin said with satisfaction: "I'll be a witness." He patted Zuo Youyou on the shoulder, "After all, you have spent so much thought for me, I want to come and think about it, and I can only repay you if I come to testify." ”

The tree straightened up, feeling a green glow above his head.

He blurted out: "Isn't Wang Li responsible for picking you up?" ”

Jiang Shiqin shrugged: "Alas, Wang Li is sick, I have to come to you, by the way, to meet my lovely editor Zuo." ”

Bai Xinshu shot a murderous aura from behind his glasses.

Zuo Youyou exclaimed: "Wang Li is sick? ”

Bai Xinshu checked his mobile phone and frowned: "Wang Li suddenly had diarrhea and was sent to the hospital?" ”

Even Jiang Shiqin was taken aback: "He has diarrhea and goes to the hospital?" But I'm going to court early tomorrow morning, so what can I do now? ”

Bai Xinshu hesitated: "Maybe it doesn't matter?" ”

In the evening, Wang Li's condition worsened instead of alleviating.

The British people connected to the emergency video conference with China overnight, and Lao Zhuang set his eyes on Zuo Youyou.

An incredible speculation surged in Zuo Youyou's heart.

She pointed to herself: "Me? Am I representing China in court? ”

Lao Zhuang nodded: "You know best the whole story of Xinlingyi's disappearance." ”

Zuo Youyou was in a hurry, she turned off the microphone and whispered to Bai Xinshu: "How can I do it!" I was completely unprepared! ”

Bai Xinshu said in a deep voice: "But in this situation, we have to go up if we don't go up." ”

Zuo Youyou felt his stomach curl up, and he was so nervous that pantothenic acid: "I really can't do it." ”

There was a rare stern color in Bai Xinshu's dark eyes: "Zuo Youyou, you are here again, and you say that you can't do it again." ”

"I can't!"

"Do you remember how to be a qualified editor of ancient books?" Bai Xinshu asked seriously.

"Hold on."

"Yes, hold on. Rescuing ancient books is a race against time, and it is impossible to be 100% prepared. We're all dying. I'm doing the same as the Chinese ceremony! ”

Nervousness mixed with anxiety, like boiling water in a pot, pushed Zuo Youyou's tears out: "But such a big thing! So big! I wasn't prepared at all! Even if I die, I'll mess up! ”

Bai Xinshu held Zuo Youyou's hand: "I understand. How do I not understand? When I took over the Chinese ceremony, I felt the same way. I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep, and I almost collapsed. ”

Zuo Youyou was shocked, like the lid of boiling water suddenly covered, and her tears slowly withdrew.

Bai Xinshu shook Zuo Youyou's hand hard: "For such a big thing, you are not prepared, of course you will be nervous." Bai Xinshu looked at her, "However, being nervous doesn't mean you can't finish it." Why not give it a try? ”

Zuo Youyou whimpered: "I really can't do it, forget it." ”

"If you don't want to, forget it." Bai Xin said gently.

Zuo Youyou raised his head unexpectedly: It's so simple?

Bai Xinshu nodded: "I won't force you." After all, it's enough for me to appear in court. ”

Zuo Youyou breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy burden on his body was lightened.

Bai Xinshu's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, "You're just too nervous and too anxious. Human emotions need an outlet – do they need to be still? ”

Zuo Youyou nodded.

Bai Xinshu left the ant-like video conference on the hot pot and took Zuo Youyou out for a walk.

On the streets of England, there is a group of young people wearing Hanfu.

Zuo Youyou couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and a girl wearing Hanfu smiled and said to her in English: "This is Chinese Hanfu." This is called a horse-faced skirt, which originated from traditional Chinese culture......"

Zuo Youyou finally showed a smile: "I am also Chinese. ”

The girl immediately laughed and said, "Are you also here to help in the lawsuit for China's lost cultural relics?" ”

Zuo Youyou trembled all over, and Bai Xinshu held her hand heavily.

"Don't be afraid." He said. "If you don't want to do it, you can not do it."

As he spoke, he pulled Zuo Youyou up and left.

Zuo Youyou didn't move.

She looked around, at the young people in Hanfu.

A young boy stuffed her with a flyer: "The battle for lost relics!" Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, remember! ”

Zuo Youyou couldn't help but point to the flyer: "Will there be a lot of people coming?" ”

"There will be a lot of people." The young people laughed and said loudly, "International students, overseas Chinese, and many Chinese, will come!" Everybody's up and running! ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Zuo Youyou couldn't help but ask.

The young man burst into laughter: "Afraid, afraid of what? Behind us is China! What's so scary?! ”

Another girl was full of energy: "What young people dared to do a hundred years ago, why don't we dare to do it?" ”

Zuo Youyou was shocked, and he shook Bai Xinshu's hand heavily.

Someone else asked, "Little sister, will you come?" Your handsome boyfriend is coming along, right? ”

Bai Xinshu didn't speak, and looked at Zuo Youyou encouragingly.

Zuo Youyou looked at the smiling face of the young man in front of him, and gradually, it overlapped with the high-spirited smiling face of a hundred years ago.

It's fast, and it's been a hundred years.

Dirt builds on dirt, flesh on flesh.

But the young people of this country have never changed.

Always hot-blooded, always thirsty for justice.

"I'll come." Zuo Youyou finally made up his mind, "Of course I will come." I ......"

The cypress tree pricked up its ears.

Zuo Youyou shouted: "It's over!" ”

Bai Xinshu was shocked by Zuo Youyou's concise quintessence, and laughed out loud: "Oh my God, Zuo Youyou, are you desperately illiterate? ”

Zuo Youyou screamed and pinched Bai Xinshu's arm, but he was picked up by Bai Xinshu and turned around on the street, and there was a commotion all around.