Weird beauty, she is a god in the entertainment industry

Chapter 393 Arrive as promised
"unlucky."

Jin Si frowned.

"...you are the one who is unlucky, you are not naive."

Baby Su was speechless.

He was afraid that Jin Si would do something outrageous again, so he hurriedly skipped this topic.

"I'm going back!"

"be careful."

"Know it!"

A week later, Yiseyao worked overtime to edit the promotional video and finally went online.

【异色谈V: Arrive as promised @琴武】

A 5-minute promotional video is attached at the back, in which the promotion of the new light-themed work occupies 2 minutes.

In the promotional video, Qi Wu is dressed in exotic costumes of different tribes in the western capital, and his eyes also change between light and shadow.

The jewels of Yiseyao are shining brightly and brilliantly, but none of them can conceal the beauty of the person who wears her.

It's a total visual feast.

Not only are the fans feasting their eyes, but even passers-by who have seen it can't say anything bad.

[Thank you for the different color ballad!Thank you Angel!Satisfied! 】

[Who said that immortals are cold and cold? !She can control anything!That seemingly indifferent but seductive eyes really know how to handle me! 】

[Aww, I like the goddess style of the new theme work the most!It's too bad! !Give this dress to me, Hannv Goose! 】

[It has to be said that the aesthetics of Yiseyao is always online, and Qi Wu's cooperation with them is really a win-win situation for all parties. 】

[Fortunately, I am the spokesperson of the whole line, other non-couture jewelry, I still can afford it with my teeth]

The promotional video of Heterochrome Ballad has caught a lot of attention.

Especially the Weiwu people who were questioned because of it before, now they are even more excited after seeing the promotional video.

Not only all kinds of Amway, but also rushed into the official website of Yiseyao, and bought out a lot of regular jewelry.

Overnight, most of the jewelry in Yise Yao's official shopping mall was marked as sold out.

This also invisibly slapped those previous remarks that questioned the lack of purchasing power of Qi Wu's fans.

[Good guy, I found a rich woman who bought several million! 】

【hateful!Why can't there be more rich people in this world than me! 】

[Weiwu and the others are really activists. I didn't expect that one day the face-slapping script would fall on the fans. 】

Kyoto University.

Today is the day when Professor Du Hongsheng, a famous historian, returned to his alma mater to give lectures.

Su Baobei was also brought along by Mrs. Du.

Ever since the estrangement between the grandfather and grandson was resolved, Old Master Du wished he could keep Su Baobei by his side everywhere.

In just a few days, Su Baobao had already been taken by him to meet many old friends of Mrs. Du, and now he would bring him even when he came to teach at Kyoto University.

Su Baobao asked him puzzled: "Grandpa, why do you like history so much?"

He could see that if it wasn't for the business affairs of the Du family that stopped him, Mrs. Du would probably stay in Kyoto University to teach.

In particular, Mrs. Du seems to like to give lectures.

"Haha."

Mrs. Du smiled, and said eight words inscrutablely: "Take history as a mirror, and history as a guide."

"Ok?"

Baby Su was even more puzzled.

Du Hongsheng patted his head lovingly: "History is a big river that flows continuously, and the big river also has countless branches, big and small. Grandpa likes history, and also likes those branches. They can always bring many unexpected mysteries."

Baby Su nodded with a vague understanding.

"Professor Du."

Several instructors of history at Kyoto University came up quickly, "Welcome back, we will take you to the lecture hall right away."

"it is good."

They said as they walked, "The students are very excited when they hear that you are back. The auditorium is full of people."

Du Hongsheng shook his head: "They are excited not because of me, but because of knowledge."

The others nodded in agreement.

One of the tutors looked at Su Baobao: "This is?"

"My grandson, Du Yuchen."

"Grandson? Congratulations, Professor Du."

Su Baobao listened to their greetings all the way, and came to the lecture hall of Kyoto University.

The lecture hall is very spacious and can accommodate 500 people. As the instructors said, there are no empty seats.

There are even many students who stand in the corridor and don't want to miss this class.

Du Hongsheng placed Su Baobao in the first row, and then stepped onto the podium.

The moment he stepped up, there was warm applause from below.

In an instant, Su Baobao realized how popular his grandfather was in this field.

"I'm so lucky to be able to hear Professor Du's lecture!"

"Professor Du has always been a leader in the field of history! The key is that his lectures are really interesting. He has studied those difficult and remote histories for decades, right?"

"Did you pay attention to the previous news about the lost ancient country? It would be great if Professor Du could study it."

"It's a pity that Professor Du no longer accepts apprentices."

Du Hong coughed a few times, and the place below soon became quiet.

"It's an honor to stand on this podium again—"

As his calm and majestic voice resounded around the lecture hall, the students were quickly immersed in his lectures.

Su Baobei also involuntarily put in energy and listened carefully.

After an hour and a half, Du Hongsheng's lecture ended and it was time for the students to ask questions freely.

A Peking University student stood up and asked, "Professor, since you are so obsessed with history, why haven't you thought about field archaeology?"

Du Hongsheng did not really participate in archaeological work.

At most he does some sideline assistance.

This question made Du Hongsheng silent for a long time.

He opened his notebook from more than [-] years ago, and sighed as he looked at a photo in the notebook.

In the photo, the middle-aged Du Hongsheng stood in the middle, and beside him were two young people, a man and a woman.

"I once had two disciples. They were not only classmates, but also lovers. They were both young people who were keen on the frontline of archaeology."

"Their obsession with history is beyond my imagination, even going deep into dangerous places"

The student felt the suppressed lament in Du Hongsheng's tone when he said these words, and couldn't help asking: "What happened later?"

"Later—"

Du Hongsheng's voice resounded, "They will be buried in the ground together with the cause they love."

After the lecture was over, many students were still immersed in it. Su Baobei walked over without saying a word and held his hand.

Du Hongsheng lowered his head, smiled at him and shook his head: "Grandpa is fine."

As soon as the grandpa and grandson stepped out of the lecture hall, they heard a few students talking on their mobile phones not far away.

"This is the promotional video of the Odd Color Ballad!!"

"That's right, Qi Wu is really amazing! Coupled with Professor Du's lecture just now, I really want to explore those ancient countries in the western capital!"

Du Hongsheng glanced out of the corner of his eye, and happened to see the faces of Qi Wu flashing across the screens of those students' mobile phones.

His eyes froze suddenly.

In a daze, Qi Wu's appearance gradually overlapped with the two young people in that photo.

(End of this chapter)