Shen Yuan called and said excitedly: "Sister Hua, sister Hua, good news, good news! After selection by all the experts at the scene, it has been unanimously decided that you will be the successor to the picture of Wang Meng's seclusion, one of the 'Four Families of the Yuan Dynasty'. Are you happy?"
Su Hua hummed lightly, "When will it start?"
Shen Yuan was stunned, "You, is this how you react?"
Su Hua raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then what should my reaction be?"
Shen Yuan raised her voice, "Did you know? You successfully defeated eighteen copying masters summoned from all over the country. Those eighteen masters are all outstanding in the local museum, and they are all in their forties or fives. Over ten years old. You are only twenty-three years old, and you have defeated so many masters. Shouldn't you be cheering, clasping your hands, laughing, and ecstatic?"
Su Hua laughed twice, "Is this okay?"
Shen Yuan felt numb when he heard her perfunctory laughter, "Your left hand is still in the recovery stage, won't it affect your ability to write?"
"It's okay. I use my right hand a lot. But you have to help me find an ink grinder. I can't use ready-made ink, as it will cause the ink to run off and affect the mounting effect."
"Okay, if you have any requests, just ask, and I'll tell our curator then. Why don't I go and grind the ink for you?"
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After the seclusion picture was repaired and fully colored, Su Hua took over the painting.
She is very serious about her work. Once she sits down and picks up a pen, she is completely immersed in it, detached from everything else, as if in trance, and often even forgets to eat.
Shen Yuan didn't dare to remind her.
Because what is being restored is a cultural relic from more than 700 years ago, just this one piece, which is irreplaceable.
As soon as she was disturbed and she made a mistake, the painting would be ruined.
Therefore, cultural relic restorers, also known as surgeons who save the lives of cultural relics, cannot make any mistakes.
Ten days later, Su Hua finished taking over the pen.
The brushstrokes, painting techniques, charm, and freehand brushwork are all in perfect harmony with the original painter Wang Meng.
A group of old experts took magnifying glasses and looked at the painting for a long time, but they couldn't find any flaws.
I have to say that Su Hua did her job beautifully and neatly. What took others several months to complete, she finished in ten days.
Most people in the industry can't reach her level after spending their entire lives.
Effort determines the lower limit, and talent determines the upper limit.
He is talented and willing to work hard, and his grandfather, who is known as the master of cultural relic restoration, teaches me step by step.
An old expert with a cheerful personality gave Su Hua a thumbs up and praised him profusely, saying that Su Wenmai had taught a good disciple and that he was better than his master.
Several veteran experts who cherished their talents directly submitted a joint application to issue Su Hua a certificate of "Cultural Relics Restoration Expert".
The museum also specially appointed her as a visiting researcher at the Kyoto Museum.
Next, the restored painting is sent to the framing studio for framing.
Su Hua and the old experts went to the celebration banquet.
It is said to be a celebration banquet, but in fact it is just gathering together for a breakup meal.
During the banquet, several gray-haired old experts asked Su Hua if she had a boyfriend and rushed to introduce their grandchildren to her.
Before Su Hua could speak, several old men started fighting among themselves, vying to praise their grandson.
For those who are impatient, call his grandson directly and ask him to come over as soon as possible.
Su Hua was a little embarrassed by their quarrels.
Shen Yuan hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said, "Suhua is so beautiful. She must have had a boyfriend a long time ago. Thank you all the experienced experts for your love for her."
The old experts lamented over and over again and asked: "Which family is this boy so lucky?"
Of course, Su Hua couldn't tell Gu Beixian, so she laughed and pushed him away.
In the past, Su Hua didn't like to deal with these old experts.
When they had dinner together, she never attended.
Today I discovered that these old experts are quite cute, they are as old as they are young, and they are all very naughty.
After dinner, a reporter came to interview me.
Because of her relationship with the Gu family, it was inconvenient for Su Hua to appear on camera, and she didn't want anyone to know her background, so she declined the offer and gave the opportunity to those lovely old experts.
When she was free, Shen Yuanfei took her to the antique market, saying that she wanted to pick up the missing pieces.
Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.
In today's peaceful and prosperous age, antiques are in full swing, but it is actually not easy to pick up antiques.
Good things are expensive, and cheap things are mostly handicrafts or fake.
The antique industry is too deep.
The two visited several stores but found nothing.
Finally, we came to an antique shop that was decorated in an antique style and was quite impressive.
Su Hua looked around, and finally her eyes were fixed on a transparent vacuum box. Inside was a pile of old scraps of paper, the largest of which was only as big as a child's hand, so broken that the prototype could no longer be seen.
Seeing her staring at that one, Shen Yuan asked the clerk curiously: "How to sell this?"
The clerk raised two fingers and said, "Two hundred thousand."
Shen Yuan's eyes widened, "Selling this scrap of paper for two hundred thousand? You really dare to ask for a price, why don't you rob the bank?"
The clerk was not annoyed and said with a smile: "This is a painting of Mohe by Zhu Da, a native of Bada Mountain. It was not well preserved during the war. If it is in good condition, it would cost tens of millions at least. If you don't believe it, just take the time to go online. Find out."
Shen Yuan curled her lips, "But your painting is too broken. It's not worth two hundred thousand."
The guy felt like he was in a mirror.
When I collected it, I spent 2,000 yuan and took it to Su Wenmaixiu, the best ancient painting restoration expert in the country. As a result, he died of stomach cancer. I couldn't find anyone else. They said it was too broken and couldn't be repaired. .
It takes up space here and has to be wiped dusted every day.
The boss put down his words and just sell it if you pay him.
The clerk rolled his eyes and said, "Then you can make a price."
Shen Yuan glanced at Su Hua and saw that she wanted to buy it. Knowing that she could repair it, she raised her finger and said, "One hundred."
Su Hua almost laughed out loud.
She really dared to bargain.
Fortunately, we are a civilized society. If you put it aside and make such a counteroffer, you will be beaten.
The clerk was annoyed and said with a smile: "Do you think this is waste paper? Even if we sell waste paper, this is paper from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and it can be sold for ten thousand or eight thousand."
"Don't fool me. Wan'er 8,000 yuan is a piece of ancient rice paper. It's a piece of ancient rice paper. You are using it to patch up old paintings, but it's too broken. Let me give you one thousand yuan, and then Yes, let's go." After saying that, Shen Yuan took Su Hua's hand and walked out.
The clerk followed and shouted: "One hundred thousand, take away one hundred thousand!"
"Ten thousand, not even a penny more!" Shen Yuan counter-offered without looking back.
Watching the two of them arrive outside the door, the waiter shouted, "Take the 10,000 yuan away."
Su Hua fell back neatly, swiped her card to pay, signed the contract, and left with the scraps of paper.
Return to Riyue Bay.
She came to her study room and began to put together pictures.
Afraid that Mrs. Liu and the hourly worker would burst in and bring in the wind and blow away the scraps of paper, she hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the study door.
When Gu Beixian came back, he didn't see her figure.
When I came to the study, I saw the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and knew she was working.
He gently pushed the door open a crack.
I saw Su Hua sitting at the table with her head down and working together, concentrating on her work.
The orange light shone on her bright and delicate face, making her whole person seem to be in trance.
This quiet atmosphere makes the entire study like a temple, so silent and illuminated by ancient scrolls and green lanterns that no one can bear to disturb it.
Gu Beixian gently opened the door and exited.
Su Hua worked hard until late at night before she stopped and looked up at the clock on the wall. It was one o'clock in the morning.
She put down the painting, walked out of the study, and locked it.
Afraid of disturbing Gu Beixian, she quietly went to the bathroom to wash up, then went out to sleep in the guest room.
But when she woke up the next morning, she opened her eyes and saw Gu Beixian lying next to her, staring at her with lowered eyes.
Su Hua was very surprised. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at the man's clear, handsome and elegant face, and asked, "Why did you come to the guest room to sleep too?"
Gu Beixian hugged her weakly, and gently touched her cherry red lips with his index finger, "I'm afraid that if you dream about me in the middle of the night, you'll cry again if you can't find me."
This is so warm.
Su Hua felt a twinge of sweetness in her heart, and was warmed by him.
With curved eyebrows, she came up to him, held his face and kissed him, kissing his forehead, his eyes, and the tip of his nose, kissing him until she was breathless.
Kissing such a handsome face made him drool all over it.