silence.

Deadly silence.

When Sun Zheng said these four words.

Everyone present was stunned.

Several girls among the staff covered their mouths in horror.

An exaggerated idea couldn't help but emerge in their hearts.

No one dares to say this guess.

Because that's too crazy.

Crazy enough that they don't want to believe it!

"Salvation of loyalty to the country! This may be the will that General Yue Feiyue really wants to leave behind."

"Yes, this character is a piece of human skin sealed with vacuum..."

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

When two fragile girls heard this, they immediately felt a tumbling in their stomachs and ran out of the yard.

And all men felt their blood surging in their bodies.

They looked at it with a long time, and their eyes could not leave the word.

To serve the country with loyalty.

In a peaceful era, they could not fully understand what these four words mean to Yue Fei.

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

Perhaps it is even more shocking than the invasion of the Jin soldiers.

They also shoulder the mission of serving the country!

"We must not forget General Yue's instructions that span thousands of years!"

In the live broadcast room, I don’t know who posted this sentence.

Immediately afterwards, everyone started copying and pasting.

We must not forget.

And it will be passed on forever.

This is not just the mission of the Yue Family Army.

It is the mission of all Chinese people.

Pan Yang, who was determined to produce results for the show and gained ratings, burst into tears behind the monitor.

This moment.

The popularity reached three million.

But he no longer pays attention to the nothingness of data.

Tears blew his eyes.

At the same time, he looked at the monitor and the barrage, as if he heard the shouts of countless people.

readily!

He even had an idea in his heart.

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

but……

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

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

After the salute, they wanted to follow these ruins and find the truth about that year.

“Is it important?”

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 were puzzled.

"Of course I care. But this item is different."

“We don’t have to judge its authenticity.”

"Why?" The staff refused to give in.

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

"So, do you feel the need to risk damaging it, take it out and use modern instruments to detect its age?"

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

The staff dared not speak anymore.

Because he heard Sun Zheng’s voice-over.

This is a human skin!

Who would be willing to do such a fake?

"So handsome! It turns out that this old man doesn't look that weak!"

"Why can such people stay in a county?"

"I don't think Mr. Sun cares about false reputation."

"Yes, when he looks at his eyes, he truly loves history!"

...

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

The audience's impression of him has changed a lot.

This is definitely an upright, qualified archaeologist.

No, archaeologist!

In the ancestral house of Yue’s family.

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

There are no secrets to dig in Chen Fangbu Renjia's room.

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

Teacher Huang and Yixing stayed in the house to help Sun Zheng roll up the pages of loyalty to the country again.

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

But when I think of what it is, it is still a bit terrible.

Fortunately, this thing itself has a storage mechanism, just roll it up and get stuck in the buckle above the wall.

However, Sun Zheng, who is responsible for storage, is under great pressure.

Even though the web is protected by plastic film, he dare not roll it too quickly.

He stepped on the stool and was cautious, afraid of any mistakes.

Slap.

Sudden.

Just as Sun Zheng rolled the web halfway, something fell from behind the web.

Sun Zheng was immediately scared to death, afraid that the things inside would fall out.

"No...it's okay?" Sun Zheng looked down, his hands and voice trembled a little.

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

Yixing picked up the thing that fell on the ground and was stunned.

Photos are something very ordinary.

But if you put it with this character, it will be a bit inappropriate.

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

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

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

"I?"

Xiaoke asked in disbelief and walked over.
To be continued...