"Who is this?"

"I haven't seen it before."

Of course, it is not to say that everyone knows Wang Feng. At least, some people looked up and saw the strange face, and suddenly became confused and confused.

It can only be said that in a country with more than one billion people, everyone has their own circle.

No matter how top superstars are, in remote mountain villages, some people who can only watch a fixed number of programs naturally have no influence.

By the same token, some experts and scholars usually focus on their own research.

Never gossip or like to read news, so it is natural that it is normal not to know Wang Feng.

But when others mentioned it, they suddenly realized it.

It turned out to be him.

A famous explorer who was excavated by a phenomenon of tomb cultural relics.

It can be said that without Wang Feng, there would be no work of experts and scholars present.

Don’t forget to dig wells when drinking water.

No matter what thoughts were in my heart, on the surface, a group of people still welcomed Wang Feng's arrival.

After a few greetings, everyone sat down one by one.

Wang Feng looked around and looked curious: "Professor Yang, where is that bronze plate?"

"Locked up."

Professor Yang smiled and explained: "Although all cultural relics are very precious, in comparison, the bronze font is more valuable for research."

Wang Feng knew it and asked again: "Have you deciphered the text on the board?"

It’s really a pot that doesn’t open and pick up.

Hearing this, the entire laboratory immediately became lonely.

A group of people dodged their eyes and subconsciously avoided Wang Feng's sight.

After a moment of stagnation, Professor Yang smiled bitterly and said, "My friend, you are afraid that some ancient words are isolated, so it is very difficult to crack them..."

"I can only say that we are still working hard now."

Professor Yang said frankly: "As for when the deciphering will be successful... it depends on the follow-up. We are still investigating and exploring some surrounding areas to see if there are any discoveries in the same text."

"If there is, it will be everyone's luck. If there is no..."

Professor Yang stopped talking.

If not, it will be left to fate.

"Is this writing really that difficult?"

Wang Feng is not questioning, but feeling emotion.

But it may be because the tone was not expressed clearly enough that someone misunderstood.

At this moment, someone retorted: "You layman, don't talk if you don't know. Do you know? In order to solve the mystery of words, everyone has been working day and night for a long time."

"You guys who are most annoying to you, who don't feel bad when you stand and speak without a back pain, have no sense at all."

"If you think we are not good, you can do it yourself!"

The sound of a continuous cannon fell.

Wang Feng didn't respond, and the director next to him changed his expression. His eyes were gloomy and he shouted: "How did you speak? He brought his emotions to work..."

"If you are not satisfied with your work, apply for a transfer immediately and I will approve it immediately."

The director was very domineering: "Whoever doesn't want to do it, I'll leave you, and I'll invite someone else."

"Director, please calm down."

"You don't mind if you're ignorant."

Suddenly, several scholars immediately stood up and persuaded each other with kind words.

When a person is old, no matter how introverted scholars are, they still know some worldly style. Not to mention, people who work in writing, whether they are IQ or EQ, are basically online.

So while appeaseing the director, someone also turned around and scolded, "Comrade Xiao Ai, I don't know how to criticize you anymore. Are you talking to your leader like this? Why don't you apologize quickly..."

"...I didn't tell the director."

He stood up alone, but he was still a woman.

Wang Feng was surprised and stared at him.

I saw the other party wearing a simple ponytail and shirt and trousers, which was very concise.

On his small nose, there were large framed glasses. A bookish smell came naturally.

Wang Feng took a look and thought for a while. Naturally, he understood that he not only hit the gun, but also mainly the other party, and he also wanted to take advantage of the problem.

I guess the director kept urging everyone to quickly crack the text.

After all, this is a great achievement.

This woman was also very annoyed and took the opportunity to attack her.

The problem is that she did not realize that for people with mixed systems, her scheming was obvious at a glance.

Not only the director saw it.

A group of experts and scholars also smiled bitterly.

The little girl movie is obviously not a scheming material.

He offended two people at once.

Very stupid!

Professor Yang shook his head secretly and wanted to help clean up the mess.

He stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, don't argue. Look, the main master has no business, why are we in a hurry? Right, Comrade Xiao Wang?"

Wang Feng: “…”

Can he say something wrong?

Wang Feng smiled and nodded, "Sorry, it seems that I was taking the liberty and said something inappropriate."

"It's not your fault."

Professor Yang shook his head, turned around and waved, "Xiao Ai comes here and apologize."

Everyone's eyes gathered.

Some young people are ready to speak out and want to help.

But when they came into contact with the eyes of some experts and scholars, they became depressed. They could only watch the object they admired, tremblingly, walked forward...

Well, in fact, they were thinking too much.

Anyway, the girl named Xiao Ai walked up quickly and simply lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Bow ninety degrees and finish it in one go.

"oh."

Wang Feng nodded, then ignored it directly, and turned his eyes to the side: "Professor Yang, I am not intimidated. Actually, I came here this time mainly to ask you and all the experts for some ancient texts."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."

Professor Yang took Wang Feng aside and said with a smile: "What ancient Chinese text?"

“That’s all…”

Wang Feng opened his briefcase with him.

To express his solemnity, he deliberately copied the words on the bamboo slips word by word.

He can guarantee that he was definitely meticulous in the painting. In order not to disrupt the order, he deliberately wrote from right to left, one row after another, in an orderly manner.

"I'll take a look."

Professor Yang took a few pages of paper casually.

His casual expression changed suddenly as his eyes fell on the paper.

"This is……"

One page of paper is actually only a few hundred words.

At normal reading speed, you should be able to finish it soon.

Of course, if it is some difficult ancient Chinese, it can be understood if it takes more time.

The problem is...

Everyone next to him noticed that Professor Yang held a page of paper in his hands and studied it for several minutes. The concentration of his expression was also particularly eye-catching.

In an instant, others were surprised, and some old experts couldn't sit still.

"Old Yang..."

Someone shook his hand and leaned over and asked, "What ancient Chinese is it? I've read it for so long?"

As he spoke, he had already glanced on the paper.

At first glance, he was surprised and his expression changed drastically: "This is not..."
Chapter completed!