Snowflakes were flying, and Yang Yuying was dragging her tall and big living person and running very fast.

Netizens ran wildly from the first perspective, dazzled.

‘Wait! The handsome guy just now seemed to say that he is an expert in "The National Treasure has something to say"?’

Netizen:...

The camera obviously recognized Gao Jue, reached out to cover his face to block the wind, and said with difficulty: "Expert Gao seemed to want to walk with us just now?"

Yang Yuying smiled and said, "I have an illusion. I'm so confused. Are you not afraid of being caught by me and hype the scandal?"

Rows of ellipsis on the barrage are flooding the screen.

‘By the way, such a straight-up woman seems to have a bit of talent. How did her company become a scandal?’

The black guys said a few words about Yang Mingzhe and then stood upright and looked like a woman. Unfortunately, he was so stupid that he gradually disappeared.

Yang Yuying was still running, and she stopped for a while.

The camera was already dizzy and hung on Yang Yuying's shoulders completely regardless of her face, gasping heavily.

"Have you arrived...none?"

Although the cameraman was sweating profusely and panting, he didn't feel particularly tired. On the contrary, the feeling of blood flowing all over his body and accelerating his heart was still very happy.

He didn't know why, but it was very good anyway.

Yang Yuying dragged the camera over and carried it to her shoulder and headed down the hillside to the left to start shooting.

Video: "??"

Barrage—

‘Now is the time to enjoy the snow?’

Yang Yuying took pictures repeatedly for nearly ten seconds, returned the camera to the camera, jumped vertically, jumped to the hillside, looked left and right, bent down, dragged a huge rock with both hands, moved about four or five hundred meters, and placed it carefully.

Barrage: ‘Crazy?’

Yang Yuying rubbed her body with snow and muddy mud. She climbed up without saying the reason, dragging the camera and continuing to run wildly, and her speed even increased a little.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The camera couldn't help but scream.

The barrage is also-"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I was so scared by this sudden speed that I forgot what I was doing.

The feeling of moving forward rapidly in the snow-capped mountains is so cool.

‘Yang Mingzhe, you might as well change your name to Yang Paopuo.’

‘Don’t be involved in the entertainment industry. You are welcome to sprint and long-distance running. Go to the Olympics to win glory for your country.’

Gao Jue, who was left far behind, frowned and kicked the big tree next to him fiercely.

Click!

The sticky thing fell from the sky, flowing along Gao Jue's hair along his cheeks and onto his shoulders. Gao Jue reached out and his face froze-

It smells fishy and smelly, and it is clearly bird shit.

In the plain camping ground.

Li Zhinan, Qu Han and Zhao Xi received an emergency call from the program team. They were all wearing clean work clothes, gloves, masks, and hats, and covered them tightly.

Although she doesn't look good in dressing like this, she doesn't even complain about a young man like Zhao Xi.

After extinguishing the bonfire in the yard, Li Zhinan was a little worried: "Doesn't it mean that the genius officially started shooting? Mingzhe hasn't come yet."

Qu Han shook his head: "There should be other arrangements."

In the barrage, the water friends all said - "What do you care about her? Isn't it better if she is not here? Don't worry about our Xibao being entangled."

‘We don’t want to see her here either.’

While talking, they had already walked to the gate of the Zhu family courtyard.

"My God!"

Li Zhinan was shocked, "How big is this?"

Looking at the Zhu family courtyard, they felt that this was actually Wubao, not an ordinary residence, with a very large construction area, built on the mountain, majestic and solemn.

The staff were already waiting at the door with a smile on their faces: "Three teachers, where we are now, the Hirano Zhu Family Courtyard, which is built for 300 years and covers an area of ​​260,000 square meters. It can be said to be a rare miracle in the history of folk architecture in our country."

Li Zhinan and others couldn't help but be amazed.

"The heads of the Zhu family have collected the people in history. Their Mingguang Building is the largest folk museum in China. Today, our program team is fortunate to have the permission of a famous collector, appraisal master, and Mr. Zhu Minghui and Mr. Zhu to visit the restoration and protection of a batch of cultural relics together."

"This batch of cultural relics was rescued by Mr. Zhu from local villagers half a month ago. There are 35 complete ancient ceramics, thirteen broken pieces, as well as countless broken calligraphy and paintings. Now Mr. Zhu has invited top experts in domestic cultural relics restoration to prepare to repair this batch of cultural relics and then hand them over to the museum."

"The first task of all the guests is to choose the same antique in the next three days to complete the restoration work."

Qu Han immediately covered his head with his hands.

Li Zhinan also smiled bitterly: "It seems very difficult!"

"Don't worry, our experts will monitor and protect the entire process during your work."

Li Zhinan: "I think it's not us who protect it, but antiques."

Barrage - 'Hahaha, Brother Li is just self-aware and knows that he is not as precious as antiques.'

The live broadcast room was filled with joy, and several guests followed the staff to Tianming Building with laughter. As soon as they entered the gate, they were shocked.

The entire collection is five meters high and has an area of ​​at least five or six hundred square meters.

Rows of protective cabinets stand against the wall, and the antiques and cultural relics standing quietly inside are becoming more and more dazzling and charming under the light.

This is just a collection on the bottom floor. The entire Tianming Building is five stories high and there are two floors underground.

The audience in the live broadcast room was instantly stunned.

Although not everyone knows antiques very well, as citizens of Yanhuang, few people are not interested in their own culture.

With such a large collection and so many antiques, even if you don’t understand them, most people can’t help but take a few more glances.

There is a corner door next to the door. When entering the corner door, it is a studio with all kinds of tools.

A staff member carefully brought a few boxes, one containing dense porcelain pieces, and the other was a roll of calligraphy and painting books, etc.

"You can choose."

Li Zhinan: "Ah?"

Qu Han looked frightened: "Let's repair it?"

Zhao Xi: "So many porcelain pieces, at least a few thousand pieces, I think they all look similar! How to choose?"

The staff looked serious: "Selecting is very important. The props you need to use for the next final task are your current choice."

As soon as these words were said, all the guests were more serious, but when they looked at what was in front of them, they couldn't help but collapse.

Barrage—

‘Don’t be afraid, Xiaohan.’

‘That’s right, it’s impossible to repair it anyway. You are so easy to do as a cultural relic restoration work? Not to mention three days, a true senior restorationist may not be able to repair a few items in half a year!’

‘Haha, do you know how many antiques and cultural relics are to be restored in China?’

Watching a group of glamorous stars on the screen collapse and change their faces, the audience was in a pretty good mood and the barrage was also happy.

"Looking from this, Yang Mingzhe, who is still hiking, may have escaped a disaster?"

"What's the point of mentioning that hype is not annoying enough?"

It was bustling when I suddenly heard a sweet cry from outside: "Stop, what are you doing, don't go in!"

The guests walked to the window and looked out.

There were ice slags hanging all over Yang Yuying's body and hair, and it extended along the pebbly path to Tianming Tower, with mud and snow slags on the floor.

The woman in a beige down jacket on the steps looked like she was twenty-four or fifteen years old, frowned: "Do you have quality? This is a library, and there are many valuable treasures in it. If you go in like this, how many items can you afford to lose?"

Netizens were immediately overjoyed.

‘Oh, the hype is a bad seller, it’s a pitfall, right?’

‘Stop laughing, she has no quality, don’t implicate our Xibao and be scolded!’

‘What did she do? Let’s make trouble.’

Yang Yuying ran a little tired and gasped: "The air conditioner is not turned on, the humidifier is not turned on. The first floor should be a fake library, and there will be no real antiques in it. Forget it, I won't go in. Is Mr. Zhu Minghui here? Mr. Liu Siqi, is Mr. Zhang Fan here?"

The beige down jacket frowned, looked up and down, guessing that she might be a star. Although she had a stern face, she didn't continue to scold her, but just frowned and said, "What kind of program team are you a guest? Change your clothes quickly, clean yourself and record your program well. Don't think of any wrongdoing, Mr. Zhu has no time."

Before she could finish her words, Yang Yuying took out a towel from her backpack, quickly wiped her head and face clean, and then wiped her shoes clean, and pushed the door directly into the house.

Several guests: "?"

Li Zhinan reacted quickly and quickly took two steps: "Mingzhe, your pace is fast enough."
To be continued...