Chapter 675

【Yes, tell Mr. Zhang here, let Mr. Zhang tell us the experience inside.】

【Stop talking nonsense, okay? Maybe it involves something inside, it's not easy to say at this time.】

【You focused on the wrong point, forgot that Mr. Zhang's words haven't been finished yet?】

【The reason for opening the third layer of the mechanism is for this final information.】

This sentence shifted everyone's emotions to another direction.

In fact, those people inside the Crescent Hotel didn't want to pay special attention to what Yang Lusi specifically experienced.

Although they were curious, it was not enough to be mentioned in the same breath as what Zhang Lin was going to say later.

Besides, Yang Lusi was already injured at this moment; the most important thing was to bandage it quickly, not to tell them stories.

Zhang Lin looked at this screen and nodded with satisfaction, but Yang Lusi's injury was beyond his expectation.

Thinking about it, she was distracted at the critical moment, or perhaps the moment she found the tomb of the Prince of Gumo, Yang Lusi couldn't help but feel nervous.

Because all this involved the curse on her; if it were just those mechanisms, it would definitely not cause such a result.

At this moment, someone asked, "Mr. Zhang, is the jade pendant in Team Leader Yang's hand the key you mentioned?"

Zhang Lin nodded without hesitation and said, "That's right, getting it counts as half the success."

Half?

Is it only half successful?

This was something no one had expected.

In fact, everyone had already filled in a certain result in their minds.

In their view, as long as this last mechanism could be opened, it could be considered a complete success.

But they never expected that even under such circumstances, Zhang Lin could still give such a sudden answer that was unexpected to all of them.

But upon reflection, the shock in the eyes of both the viewers in the live broadcast room and the audience inside the Crescent Hotel quickly turned into relief.

And immediately after, this relief turned into excitement.

Zhang Lin saying this definitely meant one thing, and that was that they had more stories to listen to.

In fact, many stories don't necessarily need that kind of long-winded narrative; just like Zhang Lin, he didn't spend a particularly long time before and after.

Many times, even just one or two sentences are enough to whet everyone's appetite.

So stories are not afraid of being short, as long as they are exciting enough.

But at the same time, this also tests the ability of a storyteller.

【No way, only half? I thought it was over.】

【Are you stupid? The second archaeological team is going to the Ancient City of Jingjue this time, the final goal is not the tomb of the Prince of Gumo.】

【I think you are also quite stupid, isn't Mr. Zhang's meaning clear enough?】

【Mr. Zhang just wants to tell us that getting the key in hand is just getting it in hand.】

【Hehe, it's really like listening to a talk.】

【Stop with this nonsense literature, I understand the meaning, it's the method of using the key, right?】

At this time, even those who were slow to react basically understood.

Inside the Crescent Hotel, someone also subconsciously asked, "Mr. Zhang, how exactly should this key be used?"

From beginning to end, Zhang Lin never firmly said this was the key; even if he brought it up, he used a relatively intriguing tone.

Hearing this question, Zhang Lin also said directly, "You should be able to guess what I'm going to say next?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then someone couldn't help but subconsciously swallow.

One of the viewers gathered the courage to raise his hand at this moment and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhang, you don't want to change the subject again, do you?"

Everyone was already immune to Zhang Lin going to get a water cup; in their cognition, Zhang Lin wouldn't be that boring.

This kind of trope with the water cup is fine once; if it's made into an issue repeatedly, it's not good.

However, this kind of thing can be Zhang Lin's subjective choice for the first two times, but then this trope will continue to ferment on the internet.

Based on this, they immediately had the same thought as this questioner.

After all, Zhang Lin had used this method more than once or twice.

Every time at the most critical moment, he would suddenly change to another topic.

Such things are completely different concepts from Zhang Lin taking a water cup to drink water; even though these viewers have experienced such things more than once, they ultimately cannot get used to it.

The most important thing is that they can't refute or complain, because after all, everything is in Zhang Lin's rhythm.

Every time Zhang Lin says this, it must have a deeper meaning.

Precisely because they know this, they can't say anything.

But this never prevents the feeling of depression from not hearing the answer they immediately want to know next.

The audience at the Crescent Hotel felt depressed, but this emotion could only remain in their hearts; after all, there were so many people around.

And the viewers watching the live broadcast in front of their mobile phone screens were different; they had started scratching their heads more than once, and some with poor psychological endurance had even wailed more than once.

Yin Nanfeng in the office on the second floor was no better than these viewers at this moment.

Only she and Sheng Sheng Man were in the room; Yin Nanfeng didn't care about lady-like temperament anymore. She was picking up her teacup when she heard Zhang Lin was going to start selling suspense again.

Almost without thinking, she threw the teacup out with a backhand.

With a crash, the teacup shattered into pieces.

"Boss, you might as well have smashed the tablet; this teacup is from the Qing Dynasty official kiln, it cost hundreds of thousands when you collected it."

Yin Nanfeng's series of actions just now were subconscious; hearing Sheng Sheng Man's reminder, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

It wasn't that she cared about those hundreds of thousands, but she really liked this set of teacups.

There were four in a set; as long as one was smashed, it would become imperfect.

Even if not considered from this aspect, if considered solely from the perspective of value, these three teacups would also depreciate significantly.

But at this moment, Yin Nanfeng immediately changed to another attitude, or rather, she vented all her current anger on Zhang Lin, who was telling stories at the Crescent Hotel.

She couldn't help but glare fiercely at Zhang Lin to vent the anger and resentment in her heart.

In fact, as long as people listen to Zhang Lin's storytelling, all their thoughts follow him.

Even if they can't keep up with the train of thought, the strong curiosity simply cannot be suppressed.

If you are not interested in this story, it must be that you didn't listen carefully at all.

Yin Nanfeng was also looking forward to getting this answer, but she never expected that Zhang Lin would start selling suspense again!