For The Ten-Year Appointment, We, The Fans, Went To Changbai Mountain

Although Song Chen's words made Professor Zhang on the other side of the phone very embarrassed.

But Professor Zhang also chose to forgive Song Chen after hearing Song Chen's sleepy voice.

Professor Zhang: Of course I choose to forgive him. What can I do if I don’t forgive him?

"Ah~~Then why does Professor Zhang want to see me?"

Song Chen yawned, put his upper body on his elbows to support himself, and asked while holding the phone tightly to his ear.

"That's right, our Archaeological Bureau based on the parchment map you provided before...

After ten intermittent minutes...

Song Chen was about to fall asleep again, his head kept shaking and swaying.

Fortunately, Professor Zhang finally finished speaking before completely hypnotizing Song Chen.

"So our Archaeological Bureau needs your help to see if we can solve the problem of underground rivers and underground ruins?"

etc!

What the hell?

What kind of crooked person do you think I am?

Song Chen, who was struggling to regain his strength, collapsed on the bed again. He didn't think about Professor Zhang's suggestion for a second, and responded to him directly and firmly.

"Don't go!"

"Ah? Why?"

Professor Zhang on the other side of the phone was full of doubts and didn't understand why Song Chen said this at all.

It was obvious that he was communicating with Song Chen in Changbai Mountain before.

Professor Zhang clearly feels that Song Chen is very knowledgeable about history and ancient tombs.

Moreover, the content of these movies shot by Song Chen is also very professional.

So Professor Zhang didn’t understand why Rong Chen refused?

"Okay, Professor Zhang, please hire someone else. I'm just a movie maker and I don't know anything."

After Song Chen said this, he hung up the phone before Professor Zhang could respond.

Just throw the phone on the bed.

"What is this? What image do I have in the eyes of the outside world now?"

"Why did you hang up the phone? He is obviously so knowledgeable."

Professor Zhang looked at the phone screen with a puzzled expression. Fortunately, the deputy beside him was listening the whole process.

After seeing Professor Zhang's confused situation, he quickly took the initiative to explain it to him.

The content is mainly about the consequences of Song Chen's filming and various bizarre events, as well as the latest Taishan incident.

After listening, Professor Zhang fell into a state of shock. O_0...

"Is this guy Song Chen so clever? Will things happen wherever he shoots?"

The deputy nodded: "Well, that's why the Internet is now suspicious of Song Chen."

After the two looked at each other, they lowered their heads and sighed.

"Well, what should we do about our affairs?"

"This matter is really troublesome. If I help you, won't I be finished?"

Song Chen climbed up from the bed, looked at the bright moon in the sky, suddenly shook his head quickly and said.

"No, no, I don't know anything about ancient tombs."

After thinking for a moment, Song Chen realized that the culprit of all this was this damn system.

It's all my fault. If it weren't for the system, how could I be like this?

[Ding, host, please don’t blame me. 】

"Shut up and just take the blame."

Song Chen yelled dissatisfiedly at the system in his mind, and sighed dissatisfiedly in his heart.

Although he usually doesn't say a word, he keeps coming out and talking to himself lately, which is really annoying.

After checking the time, Song Chen walked out of his room and found that Jiang Mingqing had not come back yet.

"Aren't you back yet? Let me make a meal first."

Song Chen first went to the bathroom to wash up, then walked to the refrigerator with wet hands, opened it and looked at what was inside.

"Pork ribs, corn, eggs, tomatoes...that's enough, let me try my world-class cooking skills."

Tap tap tap.

"Ah~~ I'm so tired from work, I really want to retire."

With a tired look on his face, Jiang Yueqing dragged his tired body back home, stood at the door and exhaled softly.

After the happy smile appeared on his face again, Jiang Yueqing gently opened the electronic door lock with his finger and shouted in a vibrant voice.

"Chen Chen, I'm back!"

Before Song Chen's reply came, Jiang Yueqing was hit by the aroma from the shop in the room.

Drool flowed from the corners of his mouth unconsciously. (one).

I took off my coat and started walking towards the source of the scent.

(℃) It smells so good~~”

"Huh? You're back?"

Song Chen, who was busy in the kitchen, turned to look at Jiang Yueqing, but the latter completely ignored Song Chen's words.

He walked directly to Song Chen, leaned his head on Song Chen's shoulder and kept looking at the scene in the pot and asked.

"What are you stewing in the pot? It smells so good~~"

"Pork ribs, through my special techniques and methods, I successfully made this pot of fragrant pork ribs soup!"

Sniff, sniff~

Jiang Yueqing, who was like a little kitten, sniffed the pork ribs soup in the pot, looked at Song Chen curiously with her big beautiful eyes and asked.

"What special seasoning did you add? Why does it smell so fragrant?"

Song Chen raised the corners of his mouth, raised his head and said confidently.

"It's foot skin, I added foot skin!"

Jiang Yueqing panicked: "Ah!?"

Looking at Song Chen in shock, he couldn't help but take two steps back. He suddenly felt that the aroma coming from the pot was actually very fragrant.

But as a human being, Jiang Yueqing still felt a sense of resistance to the contents of the pot.

Song Chen looked at Jiang Yueqing who looked disgusted, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Just kidding,"

Seeing Jiang Yueqing still looking unbelieving, Song Chen said helplessly.

"Even if I want to get my feet peeled off, I have to have a place to do it. I can't tear my feet off alive, right?"

After Jiang Yueqing stared at Song Chen's face for a while and confirmed that Song Chen really wasn't lying, Tuan happily ran to the pot and said.

"It's okay if you don't have it! Get me a bowl quickly!"

"It will be done in a moment. You can clear away the dishes first."

five minutes later.

Looking at the table full of sumptuous dishes, Jiang Yueqing swallowed her saliva and looked at Song Chen in disbelief and asked.

"Chen Chen, you did all of this? Isn't this very good?"

Then he asked with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Then why didn't you do so well before?"

"That was... it was just hidden clumsiness. Today I'm going to show it to you!"

Song Chen acted handsomely with Jiang Yueqing, but the latter was just eating crazily, with ribs, eggs, etc. entering her mouth.

“Yummy, yummy, yummy???)1!”

After the meal, Jiang Yueqing, who looked satisfied, lay on the sofa and touched his bulging belly.

"...Good appetite."

Song Chen looked at the cleanly eaten dishes for four people, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"You've eaten so much, aren't you feeling overwhelmed?"

"By the way, Chenchen! There is something I forgot to tell you just now!!"

Jiang Yueqing, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly shouted.

Song Chen: "What happened?"

"Go back to the Changbai Mountain Tourism Bureau tomorrow. A group of foreigners came today, saying they have something to do with you.

Song Chen, who was washing the dishes, frowned.

"Foreigner?".