"Classmate Zhang, can the show start?"

In order to prevent indecent content from appearing, Xiao Ma waited until he left the dormitory building before issuing an application to Zhang Fan to start broadcasting.

"Open it, I thought you didn't close it."

Zhang Fan didn't look back, looking unconcerned.

"good."

Although he was somewhat ignored, Xiao Ma did not have any emotional fluctuations.

After all, for this kind of documentary program, ignoring the camera is the effect they want.

After receiving the order, the cameraman quickly followed up and pointed the camera at Zhang Fan.

Thanks to the popularity on the Internet, as soon as the show was launched, a large number of netizens immediately flooded in and started heated discussions in the barrage area.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Fan walked into the archeology classroom.

At this time, there were about thirty students in the classroom.

With the appearance of Zhang Fan, the scene suddenly became chaotic.

"Brother Fan is here!"

"Brother Fan, why were you taken away by the police yesterday!"

"Brother Fan, what did your ancestor do?"

"..."

The classmates shouted and questioned Zhang Fan, and some people hurriedly wanted to take a photo with Zhang Fan.

However, after Xiaopang put on that 'ferocious' expression, he immediately scared everyone away.

"Good morning, let's not disturb the teacher's class."

Zhang Fan smiled and greeted his classmates. After all, they were classmates. It was difficult to keep a straight face even if he didn't want to answer questions.

After a while, a middle-aged man in his forties walked onto the podium. He was the archeology teacher for this class.

He glanced in the direction of Zhang Fan and said nothing more.

This situation is too common in today's universities.

After all, archeology classes are different from other courses in that it is difficult to find information even online.

Some students want to record their lessons and review them later, which is a good thing.

It’s just...the lens seems a bit crooked, right?

No matter what, just do your job.

"Students, today we will talk about ancient tombs. First, I will show you some photos..."

"There are roughly ten known types of tombs..."

"..."

After speaking for about twenty minutes, the teacher took out something from under the desk.

"Students, do you know what this is?"

"Luoyang Shovel!"

"Yes, this is the Luoyang shovel. Do you know what it is used for?"

"For tomb robbers!"

"Search for the dragon and share the gold to see the winding mountain. Each level of entanglement is a level of barrier!"

The teacher asked a question, and many students immediately rushed to answer it.

The teacher smiled slightly, having already guessed that someone would say that.

"wrong."

"Students, please remember, this thing is not for robbing graves."

"The Luoyang shovel may have been invented by tomb robbers, but today, through the improvement and development of our archaeologists, it has become a serious archaeological tool."

"Does anyone know what this Luoyang shovel does?"

Faced with this problem, the students looked at each other.

Although this thing is often seen in film and television works, they really don't know what role it plays in archaeology.

But soon, not knowing who took the lead, the students all turned their attention to Zhang Fan.

If I remember correctly, there seemed to be a section under his desk.

"Classmate Zhang Fan, did you know?" The teacher also noticed Zhang Fan, a young man who had a close relationship with his father.

Zhang Fan nodded slightly.

"The magic of the Luoyang shovel is that it can easily remove all the soil from the ground."

"By observing the soil, you can tell whether there are ancient tombs underground. Some tomb robbers with good eyesight can even judge the age, structure, etc. of the ancient tombs through the soil."

"For example, the appearance of five-color soil, charcoal, lime, and plaster clay means that there is a high probability that there are ancient tombs underground."

"Of course, there is also a special kind of Sanhe soil. This kind of soil cannot be dug with a shovel in Luoyang, and some vinegar and the like are needed."

"Those who can use Sanhe Tu, the owner of the tomb is either rich or noble."

"But, today's tomb robbers generally don't use Luoyang shovels, such as underground imagers and metal detectors. These are much more convenient than Luoyang shovels."

?

After listening to Zhang Fan's answer, everyone in the classroom was stunned.

Even the teacher was surprised.

The previous ones can be found online, but how can he know how to dig Sanhe soil?

Also, why do you know exactly what tools tomb robbers use to rob tombs now?

"Brother Fan, this tomb robber with good eyesight is not talking about you, right?"

Xiaopang asked softly, and instantly received the approval of all the students.

This guy's part-time job is so unpopular, he might have actually done the job of robbing tombs!

"Ahem, Zhang Fan has done a good job in previewing his homework. The Luoyang shovel is basically used for this purpose."

The teacher interrupted the commotion and continued teaching.

"Students, please don't regard the Luoyang shovel as a tomb robbing tool. He has made a lot of efforts in archeology."

"Of course, we will go to the simulation site to see how to judge the soil color in the next class."

"..."

The teacher was lecturing, but the students cast doubtful glances at Zhang Fan from time to time.

Zhang Fan felt a little uncomfortable and thought that he must be cautious when speaking in the future.

Especially for tomb robbing, there is a whole page in the criminal law, which even includes an article about insulting corpses.

On the side, the host Xiao Ma, who was taking lessons, was also thoughtful.

In her eyes, even if Zhang Fan is not a tomb robber, he definitely knows some knowledge about ancient tombs.

After all the work of sewing corpses was done, robbing graves was not impossible.

After class, four people from dormitory 208 took the program team to the cafeteria.

As soon as he heard that Zhang Fan was going to treat him to dinner, the cameraman immediately stopped working.

"Don't eat! I won't eat!"

Yesterday's painful experience has already caused a serious psychological shadow on him.

Damn it, why didn’t you tell me earlier to sew up the body?

Two bowls of wontons and three steamed buns, I almost died!

If you had told me earlier, I would never have eaten that much!

With ulterior motives!

"Brother, please eat as much as you like. I have a part-time job in the afternoon." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Stop talking, I won't eat a bite!"

The cameraman was resolute. He would rather resist going home to eat in the evening than eat anything before Zhang Fan called it a day.

"Okay, Xiaopang can just give Teacher Xiaoma a meal."

Zhang Fan couldn't say much. After all, the melons that were forced were not sweet, and the rice that was force-fed was not fragrant.

Soon, Zhang Fan and others began to devour the food, and the host Xiao Ma started to show off after thinking for a moment.

"Brother Fan, tell the truth to your brothers, are you a tomb robber?"

"Yes, Brother Fan, if you have this opportunity to make a fortune, you can help a few of your brothers."

"Little Fatty, you are stupid, can you say this? We are live broadcasting, we will talk about it when we get back!"

"Eat, eat, don't talk nonsense."

Ten minutes later, everyone finished eating and walked out of the school together.

Xiaopang handed the backpack he had prepared long ago to Zhang Fan, and the three of them watched the program crew leave.

"What do you think Brother Fan will do this afternoon?"

"I don't know. I just feel that the cameraman is unlucky today. Maybe he has been with Brother Fan for a long time and I have learned to tell fortunes."

"Pull him down and go back to the dormitory!"

"..."

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