Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Dean Hu looked at Lin Yi, then reached out and patted Lin Yi on the shoulder.

"I read those comments on the Internet, so don't pay too much attention to them."

Lin Yi nodded and said, "I don't care, Dean Hu."

"The reason why I created this show is to objectively present the real history in front of everyone."

"If no clarification is made, maybe someone will use this wave of doubts to cause a wave of historical nihility."

"I don't care about their doubts. On the contrary, there will be gains if there are doubts, right?"

With these smiles in Dean Hu's eyes, he saw Ji Dong right.

But then he slowly frowned again, he didn't expect what Ji Dong said.

He just felt that letting the comments on the Internet ferment now would not be good for the future development of history.

After what Lin Yi said, Dean Hu felt that it made sense.

Originally, the history known to the public is only common sense history, and some people even think that there are some names that have been handed down, but in fact they do not exist.

For example Yu Ji.

Such a trend, although it seems nothing, but once fermented, it is likely to affect the historical confidence of the nation.

Dean Hu recalled that a long time ago, because of the invasion of Western thought, the local people themselves did not believe in the existence of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.

At that time, everyone was looking at Western history, and few people could tell about the history of their own country. Once they talked about Xia, Shang and Zhou, some people would say that it was just some legends.

It wasn't until later, when the Yin Ruins were excavated, that this prejudice gradually changed.

But this change of concept also took four to fifty years.

Dean Hu looked at the road ahead.

"What you said makes sense. Why don't we do it this way? Let's broadcast the whole process of our archaeology this time."

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean, and I want to ask for your opinion."

Dean Hu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You are the one who takes the lead, so you don't need to be polite."

"but."

Dean Hu suddenly remembered one thing.

"Jin Yi, I think you have a good background in history, do you want to consider coming to our Institute of History?"

Lin Yi smiled.

"Dean Hu, I'm a host, so forget it."

Dean Hu also laughed.

"It doesn't matter. What we value is your historical attainments, not your profession. Or you can change jobs and come to us. We will give you the highest salary."

Dean Hu is still very sure of Lin Yi's level. Those who can direct such a program will not be mediocre.

"How about it?"

Ji Dong shook his head, then looked at the terrain ahead, and said, "Dean, we are here."

Dean Hu also looked forward.

Lingbi, Tuocheng, Anhui, is the former Gaixia.

The place where I am now parked is next to the road.

Dean Hu got out of the car, and there were several cars behind them, all following the archaeologists.

Ji Dong and the cars behind him drove to the nearby parking lot, and then came over.

"Dean!" A research institute of the History Research Institute got out of the car and walked to Dean Hu.

"Call everyone to gather."

"it is good!"

This time, the Institute of History brought a total of six people, plus Dean Hu and Lin Yi, a total of eight people.

Ji Dong looked at the curved mountain, and then walked to the place where he appeared by instinct.

Dean Hu also walked to Lin Yi from behind.

"Seeing this place again, I am really moved." Dean Hu said.

He also watched that episode, and he was so moved that he burst into tears.

This place is almost exactly the same as the Gaixia he saw.

Over the past 2000 years, it is inevitable that some things have changed, but for those who study history, they can quickly tell the difference.

Lin Yi turned his head to look at Dean Hu.

"Indeed, I also have some emotions."

Ji Dong looked at this place, and then continued:

"How many things in the past and present are all in the joke."

"Maybe if we don't mention it, future generations will not know some things."

Dean Hu was also quite moved. He looked at Lin Yi with some relief in his eyes.

"It's good to have you."

After Dean Hu finished speaking, he looked at the mountain in front of him and asked, "Where is the place you mentioned?"

Lin Yi pointed to the place in front of himself and Dean Hu, and said, "It's right in front of us."

Dean Hu looked at the barren grassland in front of him.

Then squatted down and dunked a little soil.

"There is quite a lot of moisture in the soil. If it is really buried in this place, there are only two situations for the corpse, either it is well preserved, or it has completely rotted."

Dean Hu said, and then called people to surround the whole area.

Ji Dong, on the other hand, turned on his mobile phone and logged into the bib.

@林丽: History is not empty. The purpose of "Collection" has always been to restore history. If you don't believe it, then look at it with your own eyes.

Then Ji Dong put a link to the live broadcast room under the scarf.

After a while, countless people poured into Ji Dong's live broadcast room.

"Fuck, what is this place?"

"Farewell My Concubine N fans tell you, this place seems to be ruined!"

"No way, live archaeology?"

"true and false?"

"When the face slap is in progress, let that history bastard see what real history is!"

In addition to Ji Dong's fans and neutrals, Pan Yuan's trolls and brainless fans flooded into the live broadcast room within a short while.

"Hahahaha, I really realized that I created a wasteland and said it was the burial place of Concubine Yu. Could it be that Concubine Yu was buried casually like in your show?"

"It's really outrageous. Just make up something to fool us. The floor is not cleaned like this. Who knows if the special effect behind it is your special effect."

"Wouldn't the people next to me be extras?"

"What are you doing, show us a show?"

Ji Dong watched the barrage in the live broadcast room, and then installed the phone on the live broadcast stand.

The camera of the mobile phone happened to be aimed at the archaeological site being excavated.

In addition to Lin Yi's personal live broadcast room, the Institute of History also has its own live broadcast room.

After the archaeological site was set up, the historical researcher's Weibo also opened a live broadcast room.

Almost at the same time, a large number of people flooded into the two live broadcast rooms.

"Slap in the face, the history bastard dares to say that this is an actor, this is the official!!"

"I'm not leaving today. I want to see who is right after the official end."

"Jin Yi must be making a fake. I don't know why the official speaks for him. It's absolutely amazing."

"It's the first time I know that history bastards also have fans."

"Although the show is popular, this person is not good enough. It would be great to do a good job in historical variety shows. With such big ambitions, he also advertises that he restores history. This is awesome."

"Are all of Pan Yuan's fans elementary school students? Don't they know how to read?"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing!"

Lin Yi's fans and Pan Yuan's fans were entrenched in the live broadcast room, and from the very beginning, they were constantly annoyed with each other.