svetikya Chapter 187
Chapter 187
Offstage, Li Fei's expression was a little unsightly because of Zhou Tianwei's words.
Xiao Xian's ability is obvious to all, although his grades are among the best in the academy, but compared to the other party's personal achievements, it is not worth mentioning at all.
What's more, Han Shang, the chief engineer who can remotely control the whole process at the national level, Li Fei is not blind even if he is confident.
"Minister, the younger generation is definitely not here to be held accountable, it's just that there is some disagreement with the School of Archaeology in his heart!" Zhou
Tianwei smiled lightly: "The capable person works harder, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, you are a highly educated intellectual, and the consciousness here should be higher than that of the vast majority of ordinary people."
You sit down, I don't blame you for your actions, but do you think about it, is your starting point really just for the School of Archaeological Research?"
Li Fei's expression changed instantly!
Zhou Tianwei looked around the field, then looked at Xiang Yimeng, and said, "The seminar continues!"
Then he looked at everyone in the exhibition sky and said: "Everyone here is an educated high-level intellectual, and some even have half of the country in the literary world.
There are also many young people who are shouldering their own tasks and actions in the corners of national literature.
But Zhou hopes that everyone will remember one sentence, just like the principle of life advocated by Xiao Xian in the show when he talked to Confucius before.
Threesome, there must be my teacher!"
When the last sentence was spoken, his gaze fell on his disciple He Yingqiu.
The
atmosphere in the exhibition hall was slightly commotion, and Xiang Yimeng simply didn't say any more lines, and directly lifted the red cloth on the table.
A crystal clear sword appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The material of this sword is very special, and although it has been buried in the ground for a long time, it has not been damaged much by the gnawing of time.
The top of the sword is a completely transparent color, with a slight turquoise tinge.
The overall color is very round, and the length of 1.2 meters must be very comfortable in the hand.
And there are some patterns engraved on it, and the patterns are actually flying phoenixes wandering away.
When everyone in the exhibition hall saw this sword, they couldn't take their eyes off it.
Some of them have studied history all their lives, and they can distinguish any object of any dynasty as soon as they get their hands on it or look at it.
But for the sword in front of him, he could only feel unfamiliar like never before.
"Sui Dynasty?"
"No, it seems to be the Tang Dynasty?"
"It's not like it, isn't it...
"Haha, Lao Fang, you can forget it, I have read any military classics in the Western Han Dynasty, and I have never seen such a weapon!"
"I don't think this sword looks like an offensive weapon, it seems to represent a symbol, a role model of identity. "
Well, it makes sense!" Xiao
Xian also looked over, and the sword with a slight emerald luster stood in front of everyone's eyes like this.
A picture also unfolded in his mind in an instant.
The mountains and rivers are broken, millions of floating corpses are floating, and a white-robed young general looks down on the earth with his back to the sky.
He carried a transparent sword at his waist and a spotted black spear in his hand, the lines on which were like cold plums blooming.
Dressed in heavy armor and white robes, he walked alone in a blood-colored world.
It seemed that he was the only one left in the heavens and the earth, but the sharp qi on his body went straight to the sky!
Suddenly, he looked back, and the heavens and the earth were discolored in an instant, "Kill!"
Xiao Xian opened his eyes fiercely, leaned on the back of the chair and gasped heavily.
Hou Huo, a famous general in the Western Han Dynasty and a champion, is sick!
"Brother Xiao Xian, are you okay?"
Shen Changming looked at Xiao Xian with some horror, the other party's face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
"I'm fine
!" "Seeing that your face is white, you don't have to pay attention to that Li Fei, what is the real responsibility? With the School of Historical Studies on top, you don't need to worry too much!" Shen
Changming thought that Xiao Xian was like this because of the excessive psychological pressure caused by what happened just now.
On the other side, He Ying withdrew his gaze from Xiao Xian without a trace, and a mockery surged on the corner of his mouth.
I'm still too young to bear the pressure at all.