Chapter 19: The Visitor to the White City (I)

Mo Ling flew into the corridor, and immediately turned back, and shouted anxiously: "Big brother, it's not good, the front and back rooms are burning, and the corridor is full of fire and smoke, and you can't get through at all." ”

Zhao Zhuo secretly said that it was not good, the community where Jing Yao was located was already relatively old, and it was a pattern of two ladders and six households, and the room where Jing Yao was located happened to be in the middle of several rooms.

He couldn't help but close the door and walked back, and asked Jing Yao: "The two rooms next to him are on fire, I'm afraid I can't get by, who lives there?" ”

Jing Yao was stunned when she heard this: "There are no residents, it seems that I heard that it was rented as a warehouse or something, and I bought it because of the cleanliness of this floor." So what now? ”

Zhao Zhuo looked downstairs and found that many people in the building had fled, and some were making phone calls, and the crying of children could be heard in the courtyard from time to time.

"You have to find a way to escape, in case there is another explosion next to it, and the wall will be in trouble." Zhao Zhuo frowned, looked at all the places in the room where there were windows, and when he came to the kitchen, he suddenly saw a thick white water pipe outside the window.

Going down the water pipe about two floors to a small platform, Zhao Zhuo was overjoyed and said: "There is a way, I will climb the water pipe and go down, you jump down from it, and I will continue." ”

"Yes." Jing Yao has no choice at this time, who knows what dangerous items are placed in the room next to her, if it really explodes, it will be a small life, and there is no way for her to climb the pipe.

Zhao Zhuo took a deep breath, climbed up to the window, grabbed the water pipe very easily, and then crawled down step by step, at this time the smoke and dust in the room became more intense, and it was forced towards the kitchen.

Zhao Zhuo jumped onto the small platform and shouted, "I'm here, you jump." ”

Jing Yao cautiously climbed to the window, her little hands trembled a little, she clenched her teeth, looked at Zhao Zhuo, who had spread her arms and her eyes were full of encouragement, and finally jumped down all of a sudden.

For Jing Yao, this is really a difficult decision, she has always been very rational and never takes risks, but at this time, it seems that she has no choice.

Finally, Jing Yao jumped and jumped down, and after a short period of weightlessness, she was greeted by Zhao Zhuo's powerful arms.

"Great, finally out of trouble." Zhao Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, put her down, and then began to work with others to help the people in the building escape.

After such a toss of the fire, the day's cram class ended there, but fortunately, the firefighters arrived in time, Jing Yao's study was not affected, so it was agreed to continue studying the next night.

The next morning, Zhao Zhuo and Luo Wen went to the Municipal Museum together.

Walking into Cui Shiyan's office, he was not alone, there was a thin old man in his sixties sitting on the sofa, the old man was wearing a dark blue Tang suit, with a kind appearance and a warm smile on his face, which not only had the demeanor of an elder, but also gave people an approachable feeling.

Cui Shiyan looked like a dusty man, probably just rushed back from Baicheng this morning, at this time he was sitting on a chair talking to the old man about something, as soon as he saw Zhao Zhuo and the others coming in, he stood up all of a sudden, and asked: "Senior brother, is the rumor that you made up the painting in the Zhongtian Club true?" ”

The old man also moved his gaze to Zhao Zhuo, although he didn't say a word, but he was looking carefully.

"I don't know what it's like, but it's a matter of repainting." Zhao Zhuo nodded honestly.

Cui Shiyan heard him admit this, and couldn't help but ask: "According to what I heard, this repainting can be completed in three hours." ”

Professor Luo naturally heard about the re-painting, but because he was going to help Pang Kun identify it just now, he didn't ask, and now when he heard Cui Shiyan ask, he also looked very interested.

Zhao Zhuo explained: "It depends on how broken the calligraphy and painting are, and in general, it should be no problem to restore it to its original state in three hours, but if you want to preserve it for a long time, you have to go through a period of follow-up work." ”

Hearing Zhao Zhuo say this, Cui Shiyan was suddenly stunned, then laughed out loud, and exclaimed: "Senior brother, junior brother, how much ability do you have?" Since the day I saw you, you have not surprised me less, I have never heard of the process of repairing the painting, not long ago I was on the road to Baicheng, someone called me to talk about this, I was still scoffing at it, but as soon as I heard that the person who will repair the painting is the same as your name, I couldn't help but inquire, and as a result, it was really you junior brother. ”

Luo Wen also said with an incredible expression: "It takes ten days and half a month for ordinary framing, and you can restore the picture to new condition with only three hours of preliminary work for this repainting, which is simply a miraculous skill." Not to mention, the painted paintings that have not been processed by later generations are completely authentic. ”

Cui Shiyan also nodded, as the director of the museum, he naturally knew how much gold this repainting skill had, this is definitely a skill that is difficult to buy, then he suddenly remembered, and hurriedly introduced the old man next to him: "Director Ji, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you." ”

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