I Developed Stealing Pen And Exported Chinese Culture To The World

The third uncle recognized the woman in the picture and said she was Huo Ling, a member of the Xisha archaeological team twenty years ago.

Hearing this, Tian Zhen, Qin Wanzhi, and Fatty Wang looked at each other in blank dismay, all very surprised by this result.

Because the videotape was sent to Tianzhen by the younger brother, logically speaking, the content of the tape should have something to do with Tianzhen.

But now...

What is the younger brother's intention, or purpose?

When he was suspicious, Uncle Mu's mood got out of control again.

Seeing him put his face close to the front of the TV, it was almost on the screen.

After watching 883 for about four or five seconds, the third uncle suddenly stepped back, pointed at the screen tremblingly and said,

"It's her...it's really her...but why, my God, Huo Ling hasn't aged!!"

"What hasn't grown old?" Fatty Wang was so nervous that he hadn't reacted yet.

Qin Wanzhi understood, she shook her head and said,

"Third Master, your conclusion is a bit arbitrary. The shooting time of the video tape cannot be determined, and it is estimated to be around the 1990s."

"According to the calculation of time, when she left the seabed tomb to Golmud, there was a difference of at most ten years. Ten years, for a woman who is proficient in maintenance, her appearance will not change much."

The third uncle did not respond, still immersed in the huge shock.

Qin Wanzhi shrugged her shoulders, all she could do was to tell everyone not to worry, and to read the entire content first.

In the picture, Huo Ling is still combing her hair, her movements are very gentle and amiable, quite like a lady.

After combing like this for about a minute, a subtitle popped up,

[Naive: For the next twenty minutes, Ling combed her hair repeatedly. 】

【Innocence: Later, she ran away from the camera, as if she went to another room. When she came back, she had already changed into a suit of clothes. 】

【Naive: I thought that Huo Ling changed her clothes and was planning to go out or cook something, but what surprised me was that this woman sat down and combed her hair again...】

Seeing this, the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help it,

(ceee) All of a sudden, various barrages of complaints popped up one after another

"What's the situation with this little girl? What kind of plane do you want?"

"Hair combing addiction... this is the first time I've heard of it."

"I'm laughing, Huo Ling is not crazy, is she?"

"Maybe it's really insane? I have a bold guess. You might as well listen to it-this Golmud Sanatorium may be a place where traffickers specially hold hostages. Do you remember the 'naive' that appeared at the beginning? He said It's like being imprisoned to the point of insanity.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, when I think of such a beautiful girl being imprisoned, my heart is bleeding!"

"Imprisonment is still a trivial matter. A good-looking younger sister will be xxooed in all likelihood..."

"Although, but... did you change your clothes just now? Have you ever seen a trafficked person treated like this?"

When netizens are discussing,

The screen has been transitioned.

I saw Huo Ling running away from the camera again, and when she reappeared, she put on a third set of clothes...

"Should I comb my hair again?"

Qin Wanzhi pondered secretly, but found that the development of the plot was unexpected——

There was no follow-up content on the screen, and it suddenly turned into a "sizzling" snowflake screen. .