Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

"That bamboo slip looks very old. It's worthy of the "Collector". It's a little too delicate."

"I want to see what's inside, isn't it really hand-carved?"

"I'm curious too! What if it's really hand-carved?!"

"Could it be that old thief Lin carved it himself! It feels very possible. Although I haven't seen old thief Lin write, I always feel that old thief Lin is like a decathlon!"

"If Ji Dong carved it himself, I'm sorry, can I buy it? I want as much money as I want!"

"I want it too! Can it be mass-produced, and we each have a copy? After all, it is a gift from the master!!"

"If it can be mass-produced, I will buy [-]%!!!"

Lin Yi flipped through the comments, feeling quite dumbfounded.

No, he also wants to take it out, but if this thing is really taken out, will he really not be arrested?
Lin Yi reached out and took the bamboo slips that were put aside. He has brought back many things from ancient times, such as the sword of Qin Shihuang, the seal of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the jade pendant of Li Shimin, and now the bamboo slips of the master.

For the first few things, once he makes it public, there will definitely be some troubles.

However, he still has excuses and methods for this bamboo slip.

Besides, the master said that this bamboo slip was given to future generations, if he kept it private, wouldn't he feel sorry for the master?
Ji Dong thought about it, and decided to make the bamboo slips public.

After all, this thing is actually a gift from the master to future generations.

Ji Dong put the bamboo slips into a box, then went to wash and prepare to rest.

Just as he was about to rest, Ji Dong received a message from Sun Hao.

Sun Hao: Lin Yi, are you free tomorrow?Mr. Ma from the Confucius Institute wants to see you.

Sun Hao didn't hide anything, and directly told Ji Dong about the matter.

Ma Lao of the Confucius Institute.

Ji Dong thought for a while, and then remembered this person.

An unknown person, like those researchers in the Chinese Culture Research Institute, who silently spread Chinese culture.

He is one of the elders of the Confucius Institute, and he established the first Confucius Institute in the United States under pressure.

At that time, Chinese culture was still looked down upon by Western civilization, and few schools in the United States were willing to cooperate with Mr. Ma, so he bit the bullet and established the Confucius Institute in the United States. Most of the expenses in the past few years were paid by himself. Out of pocket.

This is an unknown great man, a person who spread Chinese culture in a foreign country.

Ji Dong had no reason not to see him, let alone not.

Ji Dong clicked on the text message, texted back to Sun Hao, and made an appointment for tomorrow.

Although he didn't know why the old man wanted to see him, he definitely would not refuse his request.

The next day, Ji Dong woke up early.

After going around the park as usual, he drove to the CCTV building on time.

"Morning Brother Lin!"

"Jin Yi is here! Lin Yi, I support you!"

"Good morning Lin Ge!"

It can be said that Lin Yi's current status in the stage is not what it used to be. He was originally trained as a pillar of the stage. The program he is now directing has created a myth, and his status is not the same!

Lin Yi greeted his colleagues with a smile, then went upstairs to the conference room.

This time, the meeting was arranged in the conference room as usual.

Sun Hao had been waiting for Lin Yi in the conference room long ago.

"Jin Yi!" Sun Hao pulled Ji Dong affectionately and let Lin Yi sit beside him.

"Director." Lin Yi looked at Sun Hao with a smile, and then turned his head to look again. Mr. Ma hadn't arrived yet.

Sun Hao got up and poured Lin Yi a glass of water.

"Ma Lao flew back overnight last night, it may be a little later."

Lin Yi nodded. After all, he was an old man. He would not mind waiting a little longer if he rushed back to see him by plane.

They originally had an appointment at ten o'clock, but now it's only nine o'clock, and he just came an hour earlier.

Lin Yi looked at Sun Hao, and before he could speak to Sun Hao, he heard a voice coming from the door of the meeting room.

He turned around, and saw a hale and hearty old man walking in through the door with a cane.

As soon as the old man saw him, he immediately walked over and held Ji Dong's hand.

"You are Ji Dong?!"

Lin Yi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are Mr. Ma? I am Lin Yi!"

Ma Yuan looked at the young man in front of him. As soon as he returned to China, he called his acquaintances on CCTV, knowing that Lin Yi did all of this program himself.

At that time, he didn't connect Lin Yi on the phone with the host Lin Yi, thinking that they had the same name.

After all, the producer of this show is a very knowledgeable person at first glance. According to his own thinking inertia, he thought that Lin Yi, who had the same name as the host, must be an old man in a particularly old grade.

However, unexpectedly, this Ji Dong turned out to be the host of the show, Lin Yi!

Ma Yuan held Ji Dong's hand and looked at Ji Dong with shock in his eyes.

"I didn't expect you to be so young!"

Lin Yi looked at Ma Yuan with a smile, and then stretched out his hand to support Ma Yuan to sit.

"Old Ma, sit down first!"

"Mr. Ma, this is Lin Yi." Sun Hao said, his face was also very proud, after all, Lin Yi is from their central station, and such a young host of their central station can have such a great achievement. Being long is also a matter of honor.

Ma Yuan kept his eyes on Lin Yi. Seeing that Lin Yi was so young, he reached out and patted his shoulder, and exclaimed, "Okay, it really is a hero born a boy!"

"The young people nowadays are getting more and more powerful. They really want to weed out all of us old guys on the beach!"

Ma Yuan looked at Ji Dong and the modest smile of the young man in front of him, the more he watched, the more satisfied he became.

"Where, Mr. Ma, you praised me. What I have done is just what you have been doing." Lin Yi said neither humble nor overbearing.

Ma Yuan waved his hand, signaling that he does not need to be humble.

"I came here this time to thank you for coming."

Lin Yi was a little stunned when he heard what Ma Yuan said. Sun Hao added from the side: "Confucius Institutes have suddenly become popular abroad, and the number of applicants is dozens of times that of previous years!"

"Now the country has decided to continue to expand the Confucius Institute abroad, and three institutes have been established in the United States."

Lin Yi turned his head to look at Ma Yuan, who nodded with joy in his eyes.

"This time, our Confucius Institute borrowed the light of your show!"

There was light in Ma Yuan's eyes.

"I have been running a school abroad for many years." Ma Yuan sighed.

"Confucius Institutes have also taken root in the United States for many years, but the annual enrollment rate is only a few tenths of a percent."

"In American culture, Chinese culture is not what they yearned for, and even before, it was what they despised."

Ma Yuan looked at Ji Dong and put his hand on Ji Dong's shoulder.

"Son, you have done what we, and even all those who promote Chinese culture, have failed to do."

"Starting from you, Huaxia culture began to go international!"

"Really presented in front of the world!"