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

There are more and more people in the live broadcast room, just when the number of people reaches 5000 million.

Archaeological work has also gradually begun to advance.

Dean Hu personally participated in this excavation. He squatted beside him and carefully dug out a piece of soil.

Now, they have cleared away all the sudden layers formed in modern times, and the next part is the slightly older soil layer.

Dean Hu jumped down from the pit and carefully cleaned it down bit by bit.

"Be careful, if there are any funeral objects, be lighter."

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw what Dean Hu said, the faction that supported it did not speak, and the faction that did not support it uttered nonsense in the barrage.

"Pretending to be so serious? Since when did the Institute of History get mixed up with this hypocrite?"

"They discovered "The Great Ming Dynasty", what a reputation it is, but maybe there is some collusion, who knows."

"Hehe, it's quite a fake, I'll just see, I'll see what you can dig up at night!"

"It's ridiculous. If I can really dig out Yu Ji, I'll eat the soil."

The bullet screen was full of ridicule. Although many people came out to argue, they were quickly overwhelmed by the army of water. More people chose to remain silent. They chose to believe, so they had to wait quietly for the result.

At the archaeological site, Dean Hu slowly swept the soil layer aside with a brush.

Just when Dean Hu was about to continue digging down, his hand froze suddenly!

He squatted sluggishly on the edge of the pit, his eyes fixed on an arc swept out in front of him.

"It's a handprint!"

"It's a fingerprint!!"

Dean Hu shouted, and the people around him immediately surrounded him.

"Fuck, this can't be Xiang Yu's handprint, can it?"

"No way, this tomb was really dug out by Xiang Yu himself?"

Dean Hu held back his excitement.

"There is no conclusion yet, so don't talk yet."

Dean Hu looked at the handprint showing a finger, and then slowly cleaned the soil covering him with a brush bit by bit.

This is an incomplete handprint, which may have been left for compaction when filling the soil.

Dean Hu had tears in his eyes.

They have been digging ancient tombs for so many years, and every time they see such things left by the predecessors, they can't help but feel emotional.

And the scene of discovering the fingerprints immediately exploded those lurking people in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck!! I'll just say it! This is definitely what Xiang Yu left behind!"

"If this is really the tomb of Concubine Yu, this must be the person left by Xiang Yu. I am suddenly moved, what should I do?"

"It's true! Why does it feel exactly the same as the one broadcast in the collection!"

"Hahahahaha, history bastards, what else is there to say!"

"Shocked me for 100 years, it turned out to be true!"

And those who saw this person felt a little uneasy.

"It's fake, how could this thing have been preserved for so many years."

"How is it possible, please, if you play fake, you have to be real, what is this?"

"A bunch of trust, I really have nothing to say."

"Archaeologists tell you that this thing can't be preserved for that long at all. Hehe, Hu Zhengtao is really sorry for his title of dean."

At the archaeological site, Lin Yi was also squatting beside the pit.

He didn't know much about archeology and couldn't help, so he helped pass some things by the side.

Dean Hu cut out the incomplete handprint separately, and then packed it in a box.

Ji Dong took the box and put it aside.

Nothing was found in the next layer of soil. Dean Hu was busy for a long time, and when he got older, he came up to sit by the pit with Lin Yi.

"Dean, is that handprint really from a long time ago?"

What Ji Dong asked was exactly what everyone wanted to know.

Dean Hu nodded, took a sip of water and said, "You can feel that this piece of soil is very solid when it is under the ground."

"First of all, this is because this kind of soil, the soil of this mountain area, is relatively sticky in itself, and once compacted, it will become more porcelain."

"In this case, there is a slight depression in one place, which will form a small cavity, so it will not collapse and allow the soil above and below to bond together."

After Dean Hu finished speaking, there were dozens of barrages in the live broadcast room.

"Those who say they can't be preserved, have they really read the book?"

"Archaeology is awesome"

"Historical bastards."

The barrage of the last accusation just now was sent by Pan Yuan. Pan Yuan looked at the person mocking him on the barrage, grabbed the cup on the table and threw it to the ground.

Why is everyone helping Ji Dong!
He was clearly right!
Pan Yuan continued to focus on the live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast room, Dean Hu and Lin Yi sat on the pit with their backs to the camera.

Dean Hu looked at Lin Yi and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"You haven't answered me about what you said just now. On behalf of the Institute of History, I invite you to join."

"I know you're very busy at work. I'm sure I won't get stuck with this scientific research task. You can just write me an article once in a while, how about it?"

Hu Zhengtao looked at Lin Yi seriously.

It would be a pity if the Institute of History did not recruit talents like Lin Yi.

Lin Yi smiled, and then said: "Forget it, I'm just a host."

After Lin Yi finished speaking, Dean Hu immediately refuted with a smile.

"Host? Your show is all arranged by you, don't think I don't know!"

"I have watched all the scenes in "The Collection" countless times. Every scene in it, and the costumes for every mission are impeccable!"

"This level of reduction, not to mention CCTV, even the Institute of History can't do it. Your historical accomplishment is more than enough to enter the Institute of History."

"Why, do you think it's a shame to enter my history research institute?"

Dean Hu looked at Lin Yi, although he was smiling, but his eyes were serious.

Lin Yi smiled wryly, no, I can't tell you, I really went back.

"Dean, I'm just a half-way monk. I'm not a professional. I just want to concentrate on doing the show now."

Hu Zhengtao sighed, but Ji Dong refused twice, and he asked again, but it was a bit difficult for others.

"Okay, okay, whenever you want, our History Research Institute welcomes you at any time."

As for what Lin Yi and Dean Hu said, everything was broadcast into the live broadcast room without revealing anything.

"Damn it, you were invited to enter the Institute of History?"

"In front, shouldn't you be shocked that "The Collection" is actually organized by Lin Yi?!!"

"What do you mean by doing it all by yourself? It means that apart from technical work such as photography and special effects, everything else is done by Ji Dong himself! Including lines! Costume design! Environment layout! Wait!"

"Damn it, no way, no way, what did I hear? If he really did it all by himself, this man is too powerful!"

"This is a human! It's fine if the lines are well written, but for this scene, maybe he wrote the script himself?!"

"Fuck, I'm stunned, is Ji Dong human?"

"It is probably true to be invited by the Institute of History. It shocked me for 100 years."

"Is this the host? When did the hosts of CCTV have such high quality requirements?"

"Coach. I think"

While the bullet screen was full of shock, there were also a few unbelievers jumping around.

"Hehe, it can't be a script again."

"This script is so obvious that no one can see it."

"I'm convinced, I love acting so much, why don't I become an actor."