I, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was exposed by yearning

Chapter 139 Cleaner?
"How could this be a show of ugliness? You took such a great photo. This photo is comparable to a film."

"Yes, Tian He, if you participate in the competition with your photography skills, you will definitely win a prize."

Yang Zi and Peng Yuchang both praised, while Zhang Zifeng on the side didn't speak but nodded in approval.

I have to say that Tian He's non-professional photography skills are really amazing.

They are people who often take pictures, how can they not see how good Tian He's photography skills are.

And Tian He also said that it was the first time to shoot characters.

It is the first time to be able to shoot so well, presumably this talent is also full.

"I'm a little embarrassed by your boasting."

Tian He raised his hand and touched his ear, looking very embarrassed.

But in his heart, he was secretly thinking about how to use the admiration of these people to bring the topic to the old man and the weapon room.

"Don't be embarrassed, you really did a great job."

Yang Zi said with eyes full of affirmation of the opponent's ability.

With such professional strength and humility, Tian He is not arrogant at all.

After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and continued:

"Why don't we take a few more photos and go back to take photos for the old man. The photos of the old man are all from the past, and there is no one now. I just took a souvenir."

In the first two episodes of the program, the photos of the old man were all black and white photos like before.

The current cameras are no longer the same as before, and the picture quality is not very good. It is time to take a few good quality or color photos for the old man.

At that time, she can ask Tian He for his contact information by asking for the photo of the old man.

Will they have anything else to talk about later, but there must be contact information.

"That's a good idea."

Peng Yuchang's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

Not to mention that Yang Zi's proposal is awesome.

They have been here for so long, but they haven't left a photo with the old man.

Tian He, who can take pictures, came at the right time.

"Brother Tian, ​​please take a few more photos of me and grandpa."

Zhang Zifeng also looked at Tian He with sparkling eyes.

If sister Yang Zi hadn't suggested it, she would have almost forgotten that she and her grandfather hadn't had a photo together yet.

Although the program team will take some photos, who doesn't want to be photographed beautifully.

This Tianhe's photography skills are good, and when the time comes to take a few good-looking photos, she will hang them all on her photo wall.

"sure, no problem."

Tian He nodded, took the camera to his hand, and said casually:
"No problem. It just so happens that the style of the old man's room is different. It's okay to take a few pictures that don't repeat the same style."

This Yang Zi deserves to be his assist.

Just as he was thinking about how to bring up the topic, she actually suggested it for him.

It really echoed the Chinese saying, when I just wanted to fall asleep, a pillow was delivered to my door.

"Brother, I will only take photos in the old man's armory, and then make me look more handsome."

Peng Yuchang patted Tian He on the shoulder and said.

The photos taken in this idyllic style are good, but what a big man like him must yearn for is that kind of cool and handsome.

It just so happened that the old man's weapon room was in line with the style he wanted in his heart.

His photo will definitely be the most handsome among them when the time comes.

"If you want to take pictures of the weapons room, wait until the people in the museum leave. Anyway, Tian He will stay for two days, so it's not too late to go back."

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng immediately tugged at Peng Yuchang's sleeve, and said with a reminder in his eyes.

Did Peng Yuchang forget that the Yue King Goujian sword and the samurai sword were not taken away? That room is inconvenient to go to.

"Ah, yes, wait until the people in the museum leave."

Peng Yuchang reacted immediately.

Just thinking about taking pictures, I almost forgot that there were two inconvenient things in that room.

Let's wait until those people leave to take pictures of him.

"What happened to the armory?"

Yang Zi and Tian He asked in unison.

Both of them watched the show and knew that there was a weapon room. When Qiao Shan was going to shoot, the two of them covered the camera.

Yang Zi was very curious, he was not allowed to see it at the beginning, why can he see it after the people in the museum leave?
What's in this armory?

Still making it so mysterious?
When Tian He heard what the two said, his eyes were as curious as Yang Zi's.

But the thoughts in my heart are spinning.

It seemed that what he was looking for was indeed placed in that armory.

If he waited until the people in the museum took the knife away, then it would be meaningless for him to stay here.

Therefore, the general's knife should be hidden first while transporting it away.

Then find a way to transport the knife out.

Now it depends on when those people will enter the armory to transport knives.

"It's nothing, just wait for the people in the museum to leave before entering."

Peng Yuchang smiled and dismissed the topic perfunctorily, and pushed Zhang Zifeng beside Yang Zi with one hand:
"You two should hurry up and take pictures, it's almost time for dinner."

"Then let's talk about it after they leave. I'll take pictures of you first."

Tian He was very considerate and didn't hold on to the topic, holding the camera and waiting for a few people to pose.

……

the other side.

Ye Qing's small and medium courtyard.

"Old man, I will use this tea to honor you, thank you for your selfless donation."

Zhang Guangwen picked up the teacup on the table, held the cup with both hands and said respectfully to Ye Qing.

Although he is over 70 years old, it is others who show respect to him, and no one can make him do such a big gift.

But the old man is different.

Not to mention using such a large sum of money as a charity fund, in the end, a lot of cultural relics were donated to three museums.

How can such a selfless old man not be allowed to hold the highest respect.

"I drank this tea, you should sit down quickly. With our image, you are not suitable for standing."

Ye Qing looked at the gray-haired Zhang Guangwen in front of him, reached out to take the cup, took a sip and put it on the table.

If he still pretends to be an old man, this old man will stand upright.

But now he is a young man, who looks much smaller than this old man.

It always feels like he bullied old man Zhang.

Although he doesn't care what others think of him, but this old man is already old, so he should save some face in front of outsiders and audiences.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, you should sit still, or the audience who don't know will think that Mr. Zhang is bullying you."

Qin Qiang said with a smile.

He was joking, but also a reminder by the way.

After all, audiences all over the country will be watching the show. This old man looks like a young man. He doesn't think too much if he knows it. He thinks that the old man should suffer.

But I don't know, maybe I think the old man is bullying the old man.

This is to save face for Mr. Zhang, and also to prevent Mr. Zhang from losing his tongue.

"I got so many cultural relics from the old man, and I am so grateful."

Zhang Guangwen understood the meaning of the words and sat down beside him.

He was really a little over excited.

"There's nothing to be excited about. Those who stay here are of little use to me. Let me be ashamed."

Ye Qing waved his hand, his tone showed that those objects were troublesome.

Since they valued those items very much, instead of putting them in his place and tidying them up when he remembered them, it would be better to leave this troublesome work to them first.

Hearing Ye Qing's words, several people felt a little heartbroken.

These treasures are in their hands, so they wipe them every day with care.

As a result, in the hands of the old man, they were left to turn into ashes.

Let them have a sense of déjà vu that taking these objects is actually helping the old man dust them.

Are they cleaners?

(End of this chapter)