With seven floors, Nanjiang City Library is an urban landmark building in Nanjiang City and the library with the largest collection of books in the surrounding city.

Floors 1-4 are free reading floors open to the public, and floors 5-6 are membership floors that require a fee to enter and read. The seventh floor is a place where important ancient books and documents are stored, and even university professors in the Department of History who want to borrow materials must register at the front desk before entering.

On the far right side of the 7th floor, there is an antiquities restoration room, which is Sun Hancheng's favorite place to go.

There are a total of 21 rooms in this restoration room, and Sun Hancheng uses No. 17 the most.

When Sun Hancheng, who was carrying a takeaway, was about to go to room 17, he suddenly saw that the door of room 4 was not closed, and a pair of calligraphy and paintings waiting to be restored were neatly placed on the table, next to a pile of complex restoration tools.

Sun Hancheng took a look and found that the picture was so damaged that it was not in shape.

"What are you doing!

Angry shouts came from behind him, and Sun Hancheng turned his head to see that a petite woman in a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses walked over angrily.

"Who are you, what do you want to do?"

The woman stood in the middle of Sun Hancheng and the calligraphy and painting, looking like Sun Hancheng was a thief.

"I was just passing by and saw that the door wasn't closed, so I was curious to come in and have a look. ”

"Passing by, which school are you, who is the instructor, and how did you get in?"

The woman's question made Sun Hancheng a little big, "Are you 100,000 why? Where are there so many questions?" I said I was just passing by and leaving. ”

"Don't go!"

The woman grabbed Sun Hancheng's clothes and shouted at the top of her voice, "Come on! Zhou Quan, Zheng Song, someone wants to steal our paintings!"

The woman's voice was not loud, and after a while, there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the corridor.

Two men bore the brunt of the rush and ran in, followed by an old gray-haired professor and a group of intern students with notebooks.

"Good boy, stealing something to the city library, looking for a fight!"

Zhou Quan is a short-tempered person and a practitioner.

Seeing Xiao Ling dragging Sun Hancheng, he didn't want to punch him and beckoned directly to Sun Hancheng.

I saw Sun Hancheng on the side of his body grabbing the back of Xiao Ling's neck with his left hand and moving forward. Not to mention that he himself was able to dodge this punch, he also let Xiao Ling stumble into Zhou Quan's arms, and the two staggered two steps and fell into a fart.

Seeing that Zhou Quan was at a loss, Zheng Song raised his fist to fight.

At this moment, the old professor holding on to his reading glasses shouted, "Stop!

"Professor Ge, he ......"

Before Zheng Song finished speaking, he was slapped firmly on the face.

Ge Qingsong scolded with hatred, "Who let you do it in the restoration room! Look at the bastard thing of Sanyang Kaitai Tu on the table!"

Calligraphy and painting are easy to brittle over time. Therefore, the restoration of calligraphy and painting cultural relics is different from the restoration of other cultural relics, not only in a windless environment for restoration, but also with tweezers to re-puzzle must hold your breath and concentrate, breathing more may blow away the fragments, causing irreparable losses.

Originally, Sun Hancheng stood close to this "Sanyang Kaitai Tu", and he had a fight with Zhou Quan just now, and the wind blew away most of the brittle fragments, and he couldn't pick them up.

Zhou Quan and Xiao Ling's faces turned white all of a sudden, you must know that this is a national treasure-level cultural relic, if you destroy them, won't you have to go to jail?

"Professor, it's him!" Xiao Ling pointed at Sun Hancheng and said, "When I came in, I saw him very close to the painting, this painting must have been destroyed by him before!"

Hearing Xiao Ling say this, Ge Qingsong's face was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

The three people in front of him are the most talented among these students, but now Xiao Ling didn't dare to take responsibility, so she actually threw the pot to Sun Hancheng?

Sun Hancheng, who was carrying takeaways, said, "Lao Ge, the students you brought with you can't do it." If this craft is not good, you can learn more and further study, and if you don't have good morality, I'm afraid you can't mix in this circle, right?"

This man knows the teacher?

Ge Qingsong sighed, shook his head and said to Xiao Ling, "You three go out, you don't have to come to my class in the future." ”

"Professor, I'm not lying!

The cultural relics and antiques circle pays the most attention to the teacher's background.

Ge Qingsong is not only famous in Nanjiang City, but also the number one porcelain restoration master in China.

If he can successfully graduate as a disciple of Ge Qingsong, then there will be people who are lying at home in the future, and there are people who rush to visit and send money to ask for palms.

Now Ge Qingsong is going to open the three of them for the sake of a stinky boy?

Seeing Xiao Ling shouting injustice, Ge Qingsong sneered and said, "Do you know who he is? He is the Sun Hancheng you have been clamoring to see all day long." Not to mention that he is close to the painting, what is the problem with him just starting to fix the painting?"

Xiao Ling and the three of them were like being struck by lightning, and they looked at Sun Hancheng blankly and were speechless.

It is said that this Sun Hancheng jade, porcelain, utensils, and miscellaneous are all fine, and they have always thought that Sun Hancheng is an old man about the same age as Ge Qingsong, but he is so young?

Shocked to shocked, Xiao Ling was still not convinced, and insisted that this painting was accidentally destroyed by Sun Hancheng just now.

Ge Qingsong was completely disappointed in Xiao Ling, and he said to the three of them in a deep voice, "That's it, let you figure out what is going on." Hongluan, go and take out all the paintings. ”

"Yes, Grandpa. ”

Ge Hongluan walked out of a group of interns, glanced at Sun Hancheng shyly, opened a box in the corner of the restoration room, and took out a few scrolls of calligraphy and paintings.

"Guangxiu Danfeng Chaoyang Picture", "Jiang Tingxi Bird Atlas Turkey Page", "Ren Pre Zodiac Atlas Chicken Page" ......

Paintings and calligraphy are spread on the table, each of which is a national treasure, but each one has varying degrees of damage.

Although Zhou Quan is a reckless man, he is also from a literary family. When he saw the chicken page of the Zodiac Atlas, he already felt that something was wrong.

Shouldn't this picture be stored in the Palace Museum?

After all the calligraphy and paintings were spread out, Ge Qingsong said with a serious face, "These pictures were all painted by me with Sun Hancheng." The purpose is to let you restore every calligraphy and painting as genuine! Xiao Ling, do you still think that Mr. Sun ruined his paintings?"

The students in the restoration room all looked at Sun Hancheng like monsters.

They have been repairing the "Sanyang Kaitai Picture" for almost half a month, and it is not the real work, but the man who painted it? More importantly, there are so many students present, and none of them found that there is a problem, and this man's ability to make fakes is too awesome!

Sun Hancheng smiled bitterly, "Lao Ge, you are not interesting enough, you teach students to discipline students, why do you expose my old bottom if you don't agree with me?"

The more it looks like a fake, the more troublesome it is.

Not only will those black marketeers come to the door, but it will also be bad to spread their reputation in the entertainment circle.

For those literati professors who pretend to be high-minded, seeing through what they say is not pretentious, and they are the real masters of the cultural relics circle. A person like Sun Hancheng, who paints so many fakes in one go, who knows if he secretly sold one or two in private?

Xiao Ling and Zhou Quan had nothing to say, so they could only look at Sun Hancheng hatefully and leave the restoration room.

Asking the other interns to continue the restoration according to the restoration course, Ge Qingsong took Sun Hancheng to the office in the restoration room with a straight face.

"When did you come back, boy? ”

Sun Hancheng has not been in Nanjiang City all the time, for example, he went abroad some time ago.

"Only go back, only go back. Won't I run here as soon as I get back?"

"What did you think about what you told you last time? We old guys can't keep up with their physical strength, it's rare that there are still young people like you in Nanjiang, you have to contribute to the cultural relics world." ”

"Huh, do you want to contribute?" Sun Hancheng now has a toothache when he hears the contribution, and he can't confiscate a dime of the calligraphy and paintings he helped Ge Qingsong imitate.

As if knowing what Sun Hancheng was thinking, Ge Qingsong threw a red ID book on the table, and said angrily, "I won't let you work in vain this time, this is your teacher qualification certificate, put it away." I only need 4 classes a month, and I have a monthly allowance of 20,000 three. ”

Sun Hancheng opened the teacher's card in his hand, and the five big characters of the special appointment of Southern Normal University were particularly conspicuous.

Sun Hancheng was silent, because being a teacher was never his dream, but someone else's.

"Let's cultivate some outstanding talents for the cultural relics industry at Southern Normal University, and you should help Donglai fulfill his wish, okay?"

Sun Hancheng smiled with relief, put his teacher's card in his pocket and said, "Okay, who made me owe him his life." ”