As a soldier king, I met the national goddess

"My!my!" a

little girl with a round face walked out excitedly with her hands raised.

After taking the milk tea, the round-faced little girl smiled sweetly at Lin Xuan:

"Thank you, handsome guy, it's the taste I want!"

The round-faced little girl happily left with her drink.

"Li Ying, family photo

, don't want coconut fruit, half-sugar ......" "Dong Jia, pearl milk tea, don't want pearls to ask for coconut fruit, full sugar

......" "Chen Dali ......"

As Lin Xuan reported their names and drinks one after another.

The people around him slowly froze.

They don't seem to know Ye Mingyue's assistant.

Why can he call out their names?

This is too weird!

Lin Xuan called out another person's name, but he didn't see anyone coming to collect it for a long time, so he raised his head and looked around.

Soon, he found a small figure in the crowd, raised his chin at him and shouted

, "He Meili, your black coffee, add one and three-quarters of a square of sugar."

Everyone followed Lin Xuan's gaze and looked over, sure enough, it was He Meimei

! The audience was shocked

! This guy, not only can he pronounce his name, but even everyone can remember

it!!"Hey, how do you know what the names of the teachers are?"

Ye Mingyue came to Lin Xuan's side and asked in an unbelievable tone.

Lin Xuan didn't speak, raised his eyes to look at the staff, and then pointed to the location of their chests.

Everyone unconsciously looked down.

It's a badge!

"Such a short time?such a noisy environment?How do you remember so much information?"

Ye Mingyue stared at a pair of beautiful big eyes, opened her mouth wide in surprise, and couldn't close it for a long time.

The others weren't much better.

People like Lin Xuan with a super memory have only seen it in books and TV before.

I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes today, and it can be regarded as a long insight.

"Hmm.

Lin Xuan's answer was still concise.

Soon, all the drinks were distributed, and everyone returned to their jobs with their drinks in shock.

After finishing the work, Lin Xuan still found a corner with a wide field of vision and inconspicuous to stand still.

The host Li Tingting suddenly came to Ye Mingyue's side and said with a smile:

"Your assistant is a bit interesting, I have a little urge to interview him." Ye

Mingyue, who was shaking her mind, didn't hear the first half of the sentence clearly, and she heard 'I'm a little impulsive' and 'impulsive' in a daze.

Impulsive!?Ye Mingyue was startled.

A feeling of being remembered for something beloved is born in my heart.

Immediately replied with a cold face:

"No! He's my assistant! No one will give it!" Looking

at Ye Mingyue's back as she left, Li Tingting didn't react for a long time.

Why do you still protect your food

......? Once

the fire of gossip burns, it can no longer be extinguished.

Li Tingting was already thinking about whether to ask Ye Mingyue about her love life when recording the show for a while.

After a while, the scene was finally arranged.

It is a small stage, with a large screen behind it, a long sofa in the middle, and a coffee table in front of the sofa, on which are sponsored drinks and tea.

Rows of seats are arranged from low to high, capable of accommodating hundreds of spectators.

At this time, the audience is checking in for admission.

Lin Xuan didn't sit in the audience, he found a place in the corner of the stage to stand still.

There is a camera next to him, and it is difficult to detect his existence without looking closely.

While the field of vision is broad, if Ye Mingyue has any accidents on the stage, he can also rush up as soon as possible.

After all the audience were seated, the lights on the scene dimmed, followed by a beam of chasing light hitting the stage entrance.

Ye Mingyue wore a purple satin dress, carrying the skirt with her bare hands, and walked on the stage.

At the same time, the background music sounded, and the big screen synchronously began to play Ye Mingyue's new costume drama tidbits.

The ancient music with a touch of sadness, coupled with the wonderful tidbits played on the big screen, quickly pulled the audience into the plot.

A short prelude ended, and Ye Mingyue's graceful singing voice sounded.

The lyrics are as poignant as a poem, and with the tragic war scenes and parting scenes in the tidbits, the emotional audience has red eyes.

The song lasted less than four minutes and was quickly sung.

The sad atmosphere persisted for a long time, but fortunately, the host came on stage at the right time to open, which brought the audience's emotions back to the scene.

"Welcome to the national goddess - Ye Mingyue!!"

burst into warm applause from the audience.

Ye Mingyue smiled, covered her neckline with one hand, and bowed frequently to thank her.

After greeting the host Li Tingting, the two sat down at both ends of the sofa.

"Mingyue, when did you make your debut?" asked Li Tingting.

"Two years ago ......" ......

Professor's Office, Department of Archaeology, Tunghai University.

Ye Shuwen paced back and forth in it alone, and yesterday's painting that Lin Xuan identified as genuine was quietly placed on the desk next to him.

I don't know how many times I went back and forth, but there was never a second person in this office.

Just when Ye Shuwen was impatient and was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, a middle-aged man of the same age as Ye Shuwen, thin as a monkey, walked in with a teacup with only tea leaves left.

As soon as he entered the door, Ding Sanbao saw an uninvited guest in his office.

After being stunned for a moment, Ding Sanbao said ridiculously:

"Yo, what kind of wind is this blowing, it actually blew Professor Ye Da from the Chinese Department! The cold house is really full of brilliance!" "

The second class ended early, why did you come back!"

Seeing Ding Sanbao's leisurely appearance, Ye Shuwen immediately complained.

"Hey, the hot pot I ate last night, the oil is too big, and I have a stomach upset, hahaha!" Ding

Sanbao rubbed his flat stomach and smiled embarrassedly.

"You can take it easy, with your small body, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the toilet after two trips.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's talk, what's the matter with me!" As

soon as he mentioned the matter, Ye Shuwen immediately came to his senses, took the painting from the table and handed it to Ding Sanbao, and said with a mysterious expression:

"Look, it's really fake."

Ding Sanbao thought that Ye Shuwen had found something good somewhere, and when he took the scroll, his spirits couldn't help but perk.

But when he just spread out the corner of the scroll, he recognized the painting, and his face was immediately full of dissatisfaction:

"What do you mean, Lao Ye, playing around, this painting is a fake, it is really in the museum." "

I'll give you another chance, you can take a second look. Ye Shuwen smiled slightly, and he was not angry.

Seeing his confident virtue, Ding Sanbao became self-doubting.

Isn't this the painting I've seen before?

No, it's exactly the same, and if you take 10,000 steps back, it's not the one that was judged to be a fake.

This one must also be a fake, after all, the real thing is in the museum, unless it is ......

Ding Sanbao thought of a possibility, raised his head suddenly, and exclaimed,

"Could this be the ??? you stole from the Yaran Museum."