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

Chapter 345 Two-year student

Taohuayuan Village.

Ye Qing's house.

As early as when he heard Da Fenqi's manuscript, Wang Zhengyu expected that there might be problems in the live broadcast room.

Sure enough, when he contacted the live broadcast platform to ask them to add servers, he received the news that the server had crashed and the broadcast was off.

He was both happy and helplessly frustrated.

This is a good time to increase traffic, why did it collapse.

In the past, the broadcast of the program was worth hundreds of millions of traffic in China, but today it is different. The combined traffic at home and abroad should be at least [-] to [-] million.

This platform is also true. Knowing how well-known the old man is, he should have added servers earlier.

There is no doubt that a lot of money will be lost if the broadcast is stopped now.

The money that was rushing into the pocket suddenly became air.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhengyu looked at the phone in front of him and heaved a long sigh:

"Hey... Now there are only recordings and broadcasts."

When the nearby staff heard Wang Zhengyu's words, they all fell silent.

From this hearing, it is clear that Director Wang is distressed about the traffic fees that could have been obtained.

Hundreds of millions of streams, except for the large part as charity funds, the program can still make a lot of money.

There is no live broadcast to make money from recording and broadcasting.

Now the collapse means that the money is gone.

It's no wonder Director Wang sighed distressedly, after all, their program group hasn't made that much money since the beginning.

I don't know how many people who have been interrupted because of the server crash, after being shocked by more than one volume of Da Fenqi's manuscripts in the old man's house, this meeting is holding Da Fenqi's manuscripts carefully, reading the books very gently.

This book is not so much a book as it is actually made up of some records.

Every two or three pages in the book, there are pictures of organs or human bodies on the pages, and some detailed explanations and notes are pasted on the side.

Ye Qing glanced at the record, and continued to spread out the pile of books on the table one by one.

While drying the book, he preached with a bit of distaste:

"I sorted out the anatomy records in your hands, the old man. That kid is smart because he is smart, but this habit is not very good. I told him to mark the ordinal numbers on the records earlier, but he always forgot."

Da Fenqi's child should be 500 years ago in his memory.

The boy was the most gifted and quickest of all the boys he had taught.

As long as a small point is mentioned, the child can directly make corresponding and realistic thoughts and record them.

He only taught for two or three years, and let the child grow and create by himself.

It was not until the end of the child's life that he went abroad to find the child again.

After all, as a teacher, you always have to look at the results of your students' growth.

It had to be said that he was amazed by the growth of this student.

The potential of the human brain is huge, but most of the utilization rate of human beings is only 90.00%, [-]% is in a dormant state.

As for his student, his brain usage has reached 15.00%.

So among his many students, the one he admired the most was Da Fenqi.

But it was the habit of not marking manuscripts with ordinal numbers that gave him such a headache.

When the child was alive, it was okay to say that he knew that he had organized it for him to see.

But after his death, when the kid Mech handed him all the manuscripts, he was dazzled and had to piece them together by himself.

If it wasn't because he had taught the child to know some of the child's habits, or he would have to organize it for several years, at least to say the least.

"You compiled this autopsy record yourself?"

"What is your relationship with Dafenqi?"

Hearing the disgust in the old man's mouth, Huang Lei and He Jiong, who were drying books at the side, raised their heads suddenly.

Isn't Da Fenqi a character from 500 years ago?

At first, I thought that Da Fenqi's manuscript should be given to the old man by someone else.

But I didn't expect the old man to call Da Fenqi that child?

Why does the old man's tone sound familiar?

It can be seen how unusual the relationship between the old man and Na Dafenqi is.

How old is their old man?
"Let's put it this way, all the complete manuscript records that can be read are compiled by me, the old man."

While Ye Qing was talking, the movements in his hands still did not stop.

"As for the relationship between me and the old man, I'm a student for two years."

It should have been when the child was in his thirties. He was stationed in a foreign mountain at that time.

At that time, it seemed that he was on his own land, and he was a little tired of being found by some children, so he thought about changing the place so that those children could not find him.

Anyway, he has set foot in almost all places in this world, and he chose a mountain range in a foreign country based on the idea that the farther the better, the better.

It was in that mountain that he met Da Fenqi, who also traveled the same way.

In fact, they were two people who had nothing to do with each other, but that child should have met a foreigner who could speak his country's language for the first time, and lived in the cave where he lived for a while.

As a result, staying there made him a little interested in the child.

Because he saw the kid's diary.

There are at least two or three diaries in the child's backpack, which recorded some of his travels and daily schedules, just some simple paintings, and some sudden inspirations and conjectures.

Let him feel a little fun in his boring life.

"Are you his student?"

"But aren't you more than 300 years old? Dafenqi is 500 years ago, right?"

Ye Qing's words not only caught the attention of Huang Lei and He Jiong, but even the children who were focusing on the manuscript looked up in surprise.

I am less interested in the manuscripts in my hands.

"Old man, can I be a student? Who do you look down on?"

Ye Qing twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, just about to give a few people a roll of their eyes.

He has been a student, but when he was a student, it was because he was interested in the gradual changes in the world, and learned after a few hundred years so that he would not be too out of touch when he was born.

What could he not know about everything in this world?

His brain area is not 100%, but it has reached [-] ratio.

It's just that he doesn't want to show it, and let the child of time grope forward by himself.

On the way of development, he can give help and advice, but he will never intervene directly.

Isn't it more interesting to take your time, who likes to go fast.

"Also, old man, I don't even remember how old I am. When did I tell you my age?"

"Da Fenqi is such an all-round polymath, you can't be his teacher, can you?"

When Wang Sicong heard Ye Qing's words, he muttered in a low voice.

Yes, I have to admit that the old man is indeed very versatile.

But this Almighty cannot be Na Da Fenqi's teacher.

If it was a teacher, the old man would have such talent at that time, why didn't he change his country.

If it had been proposed earlier, their country would have been a technological country long ago, so why would they be beaten later?

"No matter how omnipotent he is, the old man can't teach me well. Why can't I be his teacher?"

Ye Qing unfolded the last book in his hand and spread it out on the table, raised his eyes and stared at Wang Sicong's eyes.

How much does this brat look down on him?

Still don't believe that he can teach Da Fenqi?

Da Fenqi's child's omnipotence is still not perfect in his eyes, okay?

It's just because the child is a mortal fetus, and the degree of brain excavation is too strong to survive for long.

Otherwise, he could go abroad to find him again when the child was about to die?
I found that kid firstly to see the results of his two years of teaching, and secondly because the world at that time was not interesting, so he wanted to try to promote progress.

It turns out that everything in the world still has to develop in an orderly manner.

Because at that time, he sorted out some of the manuscripts and handed them over to Mei Qi, asking him to find someone to publish them, but after sorting out some, he felt that there was a war in the place where he lived.

Although it is said that life is to reproduce and move forward through changes, but those people can't let those people finish creating the life that continues.

So when he left, he took some manuscripts with him, took them back and sorted them out, thinking that after Mei Qi published those manuscripts, he would take the other sorted ones abroad when he had time, and return with another part of the unsorted ones.

As a result, it must have been 200 years before he saw or heard Da Fenqi's manuscript abroad.

This is also the reason why he once urged Napa Lun III to dig up the grave.

In fact, he had guessed whose grave the third king would dig up, and it was considered as a punishment for Najalun's lack of appreciation for destroying Da Fenqi's manuscript.

(End of this chapter)