Live broadcast: My courtyard is a treasure chest

The results of the postgraduate entrance examination seem not to be that important to Zhang Ruixuan at this moment - Zhang Ruixuan never imagined that he would meet Ding Xuan when he came to Fujian to see Youshen!

"haven't seen you for a long time."

When he said these words in unison, Zhang Ruixuan also didn't expect that he was the one who was stunned.

"so……"

While Zhang Ruixuan continued to say stupid things, Ding Xuan had successfully taken the dominant position: "Why, we have 'saved the world' together after all, and you can forget about me in just over half a year?"

"I'm mainly curious. It's obvious that they have no memory, how do you remember all this." Zhang Ruixuan recovered from the shock. There are still many people who don’t understand, “And since you also have memories, why can’t I meet you during this time?”

Ding Xuan explained the whole thing step by step: She didn't know why no one around her had these memories, but after the live broadcast, she had the courage to explain her family to her mother. There are so many problems with those things.

Just after the Dragon Boat Festival, I came to Fujian and Guangdong to do fieldwork. Maomao, who stayed at home, was always under the care of her mother. The route she usually took for walking the dog was different from her usual, so naturally there was no chance of meeting Zhang Ruixuan...

"Then why do you still have memories?" These things are so coincidental, as if they were deliberately arranged to manipulate your own mentality.

Both the simulator and the system are available, and now Ding Xuan can have the same memory as herself, which proves that she thinks it is more than just a coincidence - compared with these, any coincidence no longer sounds absurd.

"So, is it because restoring your memory was the reward of the system lottery at that time?"

"Or is it because this whole thing can't work without you?"

Zhang Ruixuan himself hasn't analyzed it clearly yet, but now he is all focused on Ding Xuan.

It was just that the drum team was beating, and the sound was so loud that it drowned out every word Zhang Ruixuan said...

"Huh?" Taking advantage of the break between the gongs and drums, Ding Xuan came close to Zhang Ruixuan and signaled to Zhang Ruixuan that she didn't hear anything clearly. "The gongs and drums were so loud just now that I couldn't hear what you said!"

"Oh!"

"oh oh!"

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd, and after the cheers, there was thunderous applause - now neither Zhang Ruixuan nor Ding Xuan could say anything, it was impossible to hear them!

The jewels on the headdress and every detail of the clothing are all about design, energy and money. Zhang Ruixuan looked at it and was speechless: "How much does it cost for so much? I can't afford such a deal even if I sell my courtyard house, can I?"

"Why does this look so much like the one in Peking Opera? Does it also have water sleeves?"

Ding Xuan couldn't hear clearly what Zhang Ruixuan said. The two of them didn't even think of adding a WeChat message for a while, so the latter could only mutter there alone, talking about the doubts and doubts in his heart. Shocking thought...

The young man who had just placed the Tower Bone God firmly on the chair and went to rest in the pavilion was obviously tired to a certain extent. Even if Ding Xuan wanted to have a chat, she was too distressed to bother him. .

Firecrackers during the day, fireworks at night, dragon and lion dances besides the wandering gods, and even a specially invited British singing group, plus snacks that even tourists can eat for free.

Zhang Ruixuan marveled at how much financial, material and energy it took to support such a lively custom, while Ding Xuan was moved by the spiritual piety behind this custom.

"Did you know that the Traveling God was even brought to Malaysia by overseas Chinese and became Malaysia's national intangible cultural heritage, just like Mazu beliefs and customs. I think the Traveling God will one day be included in the intangible cultural heritage of mankind. List of representative projects.”

Zhang Ruixuan really didn't understand whether it was God's blessing that allowed Ding Xuan to be so lucky when the surroundings were relatively quiet even when she was talking, or whether he just didn't know the right time to open his mouth.

Anyway, Ding Xuan's words reached Zhang Ruixuan's ears clearly. It almost shocked Zhang Ruixuan's jaw: "No, you said it is an intangible cultural heritage of another country?"

"Well, I didn't know about this before, because it started to have influence last year, but the relevant literature was insufficient, so we had a small project to explore the current specific situation in this area... When we found the information, I was quite surprised too.”

Ding Xuan never refuses to admit information that she doesn't know. People are not encyclopedias, just like search engines cannot guarantee comprehensiveness and accuracy. Ding Xue feels that it is normal for what he does not know.

"I also saw the museum you built. In fact, you don't have to be too anxious or worry about making mistakes." Zhang Ruixuan's present is also the past when Ding Xuan was just starting out. As for the former's current inner conflict, Ding Xuan is very understanding.

"No one is perfect. Just admit what you don't understand. There's nothing wrong with it... Just make sure that what you say won't mislead others."

The noise of gongs, drums and firecrackers rang in his ears again, and Zhang Ruixuan had an extra job to silently digest what Ding Xuan said.

"I'm going back to the hotel to rest first. I really can't hold on any longer." It was after one o'clock in the afternoon, and the busiest time had not yet arrived. Zhang Ruixuan was already almost dizzy from the nearly 30-degree weather.

Ding Xuan knew that it was impossible for Zhang Ruixuan's body to be exercised in a short while, not to mention that being lazy was Zhang Ruixuan's original sin for wanting to run away at noon: "Okay, if you take a taxi here at night, it might not be very convenient. ."

"It's okay. I've been here for the past few days. I've been wandering around. I'll look at it in the morning and at night."

Being lazy, wherever Zhang Ruixuan went in the past six months, he would definitely stay for a few days and understand everything he was interested in before planning to go to the next place.

"It's really yours." Ding Xuan knew that Zhang Ruixuan was determined to do something well. As for whether he was lazy in the process, Ding Xuan believed that the latter had a strong sense in his heart, "Okay, let's go there." I’ll see you later when I return to BJ.”

"Um……"

Zhang Ruixuan hesitated for a moment, but still did not take the initiative to ask Ding Xuan for a WeChat message - he could see her in Fuzhou thousands of miles away. Zhang Ruixuan didn't believe that a small BJ could prevent the two from meeting each other.

What's more, Zhang Ruixuan still has full confidence in himself. Under the sound of 'hmm', Zhang Ruixuan was silently looking forward to seeing each other again when they were graduate students under the same tutor.

When the sound of gongs and drums was gradually replaced by the sound of firecrackers, the entire team of wandering gods began to move, and together with the people around them, they moved forward in an extremely orderly manner...

Zhang Ruixuan walked out of the crowd and started looking for a suitable location to take a taxi, but he still turned around when he was about to turn a corner.

Ding Xuan is not tall, especially when there are many high-boned generals around, Zhang Ruixuan is destined not to see Ding Xuan.

But Zhang Ruixuan could see the people wearing red vests guarding the Youshen team.