My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Ma Weidu took out a few planning drawings and explained.

"That's right, it's time to ask."

After hearing this, Huang Lei nodded again and again. This mountain belongs to the old man, and there may be some places where people are not allowed to enter.

When the eyes turned to Yang Jingrong, an expert from the Palace Museum.

"Cough! That's it. We came here to discuss with the old man about exchanging Napoleon's letters with China."

Yang Jingrong coughed.

"For something as big as the exchange of cultural relics between countries, doesn't it take a while to go through the normal process? Why is it so urgent this time?"

Huang Lei looked puzzled.

"This time it's not that we are in a hurry. In the past, the country always ignored us and turned a blind eye to our request for the return of cultural relics. Now it's their turn. There are dozens of phone bombardments a day. I heard it is over there. Every day, a large group of French people came out to protest and demanded that Napoleon’s letters be exchanged back. They almost smashed the Louvre Museum. .”

Yang Jingrong said with some pride.

"Haha, finally someone can cure them."

Huang Lei laughed out loud after hearing this.

These French people, if there is no old man, I don't know how long they will be arrogant.

In fact, Yang Jingrong still had something to say to Huang Lei.

Before they came, the task assigned to them was not to bring back Napoleon's letter, but to come and tell the old man about it. In the end, everything was still decided by the old man, and they just had to obey.

That's why today they are so cautious and dare not speak too much.

Soon, it was time for the longing shoot.

"Then sit down first. I'll wake them up and sit in the back room. It's too hot outside."

Huang Lei stood up and walked to the back room.

"No, we'll just wait outside for the old man."

Ma Weidu and Yang Jingrong hurriedly stopped them, because there were so many people coming this time, if they went in, it would affect the filming of the show.

If it is not good, it will make the old man unhappy.

"There are too many people, but I have to wake them up, it's time."

When Huang Lei returned to the room, he saw He Jiong getting up, and he called the others to get up together.

After getting up, Peng Yuchang, Zhang Zifeng and Zhang Yixing rubbed their eyes and walked out the door sleepily.

I saw a large group of middle-aged people sitting in the yard with the elderly, and they were all dumbfounded.

Director, what's going on?

Isn't there a roadblock?

How did you let so many people in?

Director, have you run away?

The director outside the camera was speechless and could only cry secretly.

Since the old man came to the show, although the ratings have been rising, but I am worried and scared every day, facing unexpected people and things every day, and the higher-ups call him at every turn. If I can escape, I will run away early. .

Early this morning, his leader called, and a group of experts from the Palace Museum would let him in today.

The show asked him to shoot as usual, but all the films after shooting, including the files of the editing process, had to be sent back to Yanjing's special department for review.

Yes.

It's not that Weishi has passed the trial, but it has to be sent to Yanjing.

Under normal circumstances, their variety shows are not so strict, they only need to be reviewed by the local government, and then sent to report.

This time was different.

Obviously, his program has received a lot of attention from above.

He is a small variety show director, what can he do.

……

"Mr. Huang, what are they here for?"

Peng Yuchang walked to Huang Lei, who got up early, and asked in a low voice.

"They are here to find the old man, to talk about exchanging Napoleon's letters with China."

Huang Lei explained to several little guys.

"Then let me call grandpa, don't make them wait too long."

Sister Zifeng looked at the experts outside the yard under the sun.

The people around were stunned.

"Sister, why do you have the old man's contact number?"

Peng Yuchang looked at Zifeng in astonishment.

"Grandpa loves me the most. Naturally, I have Grandpa's contact number. He will carry his mobile phone with him when he goes out now. He said that if there is anything, he can call him."

Zifeng said with a smile.

After getting along for so long, the others still don't know the contact information of the old man.

"How does grandpa treat them differently?"

Peng Yuchang crossed his face and said.

The mobile phone given to the old man by the program group before had a calling card installed in it.

At that time, everyone also entered their phone numbers into the old man's mobile phone, because the old man never called them, so they didn't know the old man's mobile phone number yet.

After sister Zifeng helped Xiao Chen register on Weibo, she also taught Xiao Chen to call, so she saved his mobile phone number.

Xiao Chen took advantage of the opportunity and told Zi Feng that he could call him if he had anything to do.

After that, Zifeng also helped Xiao Chen register a prestige signal, and he can also contact him at ordinary times.