I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 39

This is the first official meeting between Mei Qian and Professor Mao.The old professor is thin and well-mannered, which is very suitable for the inherent image of a cultural person.I didn't talk much, and it was quite a joy to stand with the strong and enthusiastic Mao Maoma.

Regarding the rescue of people in the underground ruins, Mamao Mao had actually thanked her before, and she always made delicious food for her daughter to send.This time Mao Maofei said that mother is mother and father is father, and they should not be confused.

Sister, you are exposing your family's ugliness!Then he was dragged by force.

As a neighbor of a tenant in the past, he often visited the house for dinner, and he was very close to Maomao's mother and daughter.In contrast, Professor Mao, who basically doesn't go home, really looks like an outsider.

However, Mei Qian just couldn't cope with Mao Maoma, who was very enthusiastic at the dinner table and brought him food from time to time.How can I care about family relations and disharmony.

After a few glasses of wine, Professor Mao talked more and more, but what he said was that he had inspected a certain ancient tomb, what research papers he had done, and so on, and he would ask a few questions from time to time.After all, Mei Qian has read some materials, and can barely cater to a few words. As for those who are too advanced and don't understand, she can only bow her head and eat vegetables, treating herself as a boring gourd.

Mao Mao and his mother made it clear that they didn't like to listen, so the old professor's words were always interrupted.

Later, Ying also realized that the people at this table were different from his colleagues and students, so he stopped talking, and Maomao relaxed a lot, and switched to chatting about celebrity gossip and social anecdotes, and the dinner table became harmonious again.

But this atmosphere didn't last long. Unlike Mei Qian, the hands-off shopkeeper, Maomao's cell phone was always on 24 hours a day, and the family dinner was not muted.At this moment, it kept ringing continuously, and she couldn't help but exclaimed when she opened it.It turns out that there are continuous people on Weibo, and almost every post has a link to the news.As the actual manager, this girl was the first to receive the news.

Mei Qian glanced at the notifications on Maomao's mobile phone and messages from friends, with a calm expression on his face. He had been mentally prepared for this matter when he saw the sarcophagus in the ground, so there was nothing surprising about it.

"Brother Qian, do you want to send a clarification message?"

"The more we get involved in this matter, the more people will make noise. Don't pay attention to it, just pretend you don't know." Mei Qian said calmly.

"It's so annoying, you have to be involved in everything, it's endless." Mao Mao still frowned.

Mei Qian lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "At least my popularity has risen a lot." He has now looked away and is used to being ridiculed by netizens. He is not the person who wanted to smash his phone whenever he saw online comments. He has grown up, really of.

Fortunately, this is only from the heart. If Maomao heard it, he would have to mourn for 3 minutes for the keyboard that he changes every three days.

The meal was generally enjoyed by both the host and the host, and after the meal, all the people sat in the living room to drink tea.

The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala of a certain local station was broadcast on the TV, and the singing and dancing were quite lively.

"That's right, it's much better than the Spring Festival Gala." After a cup of tea, Professor Mao commented on the show.

It is said that the world is really similar to the earth, and the Spring Festival Gala is broadcast every year, and the quality is also indescribable.

Mei Qian refilled the old professor's tea, glanced at the TV, and nodded in agreement, but said that the program in it was better than the Spring Festival Gala, but he...

Well, he never watches the Spring Festival Gala!

At this moment, I saw Professor Mao winking at Maomao, who found a reason and pulled his mother into his room. Obviously, he had something to say to Mei Qian alone.

At first, Mei Qian was quite nervous, and the hand that poured the water trembled.

I'm afraid that Professor Mao, like Mao Mao's mother, is eager to become the father-in-law.

Mao Mao is really not his favorite type, and has always been a little girl and his sister, so he really has no other thoughts.

He seldom visited the door in the past year, because of this.

Fortunately, it turned out that he was thinking too much, and the girl didn't want to marry.

But Professor Mao is another lobbyist.

"Xiaoqian! How about joining our archaeological bureau?" Professor Mao straightened up, facing Meiqian very solemnly.

The latter was taken aback for a while before laughing again: "Don't be kidding uncle, I have neither diploma nor experience, how can I join the Archaeological Bureau?"

"It doesn't matter, we can hire you specially! Then you will follow me and be my graduate student." Professor Mao looked at him.

"I don't want it anymore, archaeology is too boring, it's not suitable for my undisciplined temperament. It's more comfortable to play games at home and write books." Mei Qian drank the tea in the teacup, still with a smile on his face , but the rejection in his mouth is beyond doubt.

Seeing his determination, Professor Mao stopped bringing up this topic, but sighed: "After you were imprisoned, Mao Mao stalked me and chased me to Dongshan. I will issue a certificate for you, proving that the Warring States Tomb in Dongshan is the same as Your novel didn’t matter, but then there was an earthquake and you got out of prison, and the matter fell through.”

Mei Qian nodded, he heard Maomao mention this matter, although it didn't help, but he remembered the favor.

Just as I was about to thank you, I heard Professor Mao continue: "Recently, I have read your novel and searched for some relevant information. I found that although the internal structure of the ancient tomb is exaggerated, it is completely different from reality, but the description of the surrounding environment But it’s roughly not bad, which shows that you are proficient in wind and water, and you are a rare talent. It’s a waste not to participate in archaeological work!”

"Don't! I was just thinking about it..." Facing the admiring eyes of the other party, Mei Qian waved his hands modestly...
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In the summer capital of autumn, the nights are getting cooler.

As soon as she stepped out of the corridor, there was a gust of cold wind, which made Mei Qian tighten her clothes even if she didn't feel it.

Turning around and seeing Mao Mao's cool attire, he couldn't help frowning: "It's cold, you'd better go back quickly! Don't I know the way yet?"

"It's not my mother!" Maomao glanced at the fallen leaves under the street lamp, and obediently retreated to the door of the unit.He just hesitated, and asked quickly: "Brother Qian, don't you plan to go out this year? Then what will my assistant do?"

"Didn't you say that it takes a lot of time to deal with the media for me!" Mei Qian raised her eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "It's not good if you're not busy? It's just a holiday, hey? You don't go to my place recently, yes Didn't you fall in love outside?"

Being stared at by Maomao with murderous eyes, Mei Qian didn't seem to notice it, and continued to speak in plain language: "I have time to bring it back and have a look, don't worry, I don't have a brother-in-law complex, someone brings it, see if I can't beat him to death! It's your mother, You have to say it earlier, otherwise... Oops!"

Before he finished speaking, his foot hurt.

Mao Mao stomped on her foot fiercely, and cursed: "Mei Qian, you bastard!" After saying this, he rushed upstairs angrily.

Mei Qian took out a cigarette and lit it, and stood downstairs to finish smoking the cigarette.

The words of Professor Mao at the time of parting have been echoing in my mind.

"Mei Qian, once your troubles get involved, it will be difficult to get rid of. Even if I issued a certificate to you before, it would not be of any help to you at that time. Why? If everything in the tomb is the same as in your novel, It means that you have no reservations and intend to show off. If it is different, it is because you are afraid of being exposed and deliberately concealed, which proves that you are cautious. Not only that, but there are many people in our inner circle who are secretly talking about the content of your novel about longevity Is it true, this must be taken seriously..."

He stared at a lighted room on the fifth floor in a daze for a while: "Professor Mao, what is your purpose?" After that, he smiled and walked away slowly.

(End of this chapter)