On the projector, the PPT has just been opened, and there is only a relatively simple and scribbled page, and the content has not yet been presented.

"Since I invested in Hangyuan High School, Mr. Fu instructed the Fu Group to send a treasure to Hangyuan."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Ya's speech paused, "Although he himself did not go to Hangyuan in person, he mentioned words on the jade, which means to urge Hangyuan's students to study hard." ”

"Mr. Fu?"

"My mom, I know, my husband, my husband!"

"It was so hot some time ago! The hot search on Weibo has been hanging for many days, and I also knocked on his and Fu Zhi's cp. ”

"He's such a good man! The cultural relics said that they would take it back, and there was no way for old Ford to do it at home! ”

The students of No. 1 Middle School were a little restless, even more magnificent than the scene of Bai Yu giving books.

I didn't expect that Hangyuan would have the treasure of the town school sent by Mr. Fu......

Could it be that Fu will select some students from the outstanding graduates of Hangyuan to work in Fu Group in the future?

But it's also normal, after all, Hangyuan is an aristocratic school, and the teachers are okay.

The students went to Fu's, and they also joined forces.

If it is true, rich people only play with rich people.

The students of No. 1 Middle School shed tears of envy and jealousy.

On the other side, after Fu Zhi took a seat, Ouyang Ya seemed to glance in her direction from afar, and then asked the classmates in the audience with a smile, "Do you want to see the handwriting written by Mr. Fu?" ”

"Yes!"

This time, the students of No. 1 Middle School gave Ouyang Ya a lot of face.

In fact, even the teachers on stage were a little curious.

The generations of the Fu family are all talents, not to mention the Fu Dynasty, it is Fu Jiang, and a random calligraphy and painting can be auctioned for tens of millions of yuan. Its gilded flying white font is a must!

I just don't know if this little Mr. Fu has learned this first word.

Just thinking about it, on the big screen, the PPT was played by Wu Zhiheng, and several pictures appeared in turn.

On the huge jade, it was chiseled with a special machine with four bright red characters of "Heaven rewards diligence".

"If there are scholars present, you should be able to see that the word Mr. Fu is actually a plum blossom seal, in the industry, the artistic value is very high, and it can be auctioned at a sky-high price, but Mr. Fu gave it to us."

Fu Zhi put the phone on his lap, and Ye Jiu turned to look at her sideways, "You also sent this thing to Hangyuan?" ”

"Like."

Fu Zhi doesn't remember very clearly, but probably in a group before, she remembered that there was such a person as the Wu family, and the Fu family also needed a little entertainment, such as giving a small gift to a backward school in the capital or something, so she chose Hangyuan, and was taken out by Ouyang Ya to show off.

And maybe Ouyang Ya's words are very ambiguous, and someone at the scene even gave Ouyang Ya and Mr. Fu an underground cp.

Fu Zhi: "......"

You don't have to.

Ouyang Ya's purpose was to take Hangyuan and the students of No. 1 Middle School to the museum, as for her deeper purpose, Director Liu felt that it might have something to do with her saying that she was going to give a gift to No. 1 Middle School.

But what kind of gift it is, Director Liu can't guess yet.

Anyway, it won't be the treasure of the town store that Mr. Fu gave to Hangyuan.

Director Liu could feel that Ouyang Ya was still quite picky.

Her picking is not the same as Fu Zhi's, Fu Zhi's picking is both open and secret, Ouyang Ya is secretly picking, and she wants to have a good face in the open.

Ouyang Ya, who didn't know that she was labeled as a door-slamming by Director Liu, raised her hand and looked at the table below, feeling that the time was almost up, so she reminded Director Liu, "It's time to organize students to go to the museum." ”

There are about 1,000 students in the third year of high school, and if they all go to the museum, they need to be divided into batches.

And because of the long distance, you also need to book a bus to pick up and drop off students, and the road is very unsafe.

In the end, after the agreement of the teachers, it was decided that 10 students from each class would visit the museum, and the rest would stay in the school for independent study.

Therefore, with the addition of students from Hangyuan, the schools on both sides also produced 230 students.

Fu Zhi was shoehorned into the car.

After getting off the bus, because Hangyuan greeted the museum in advance, there were only students from the two schools in the museum.

Ouyang Ya took Wu Zhiheng to an antique street not far from the museum.

The remaining students were divided into two groups and went to the museum.

Fan Gouda walked at the forefront, probably because of the light of the parent-teacher Ren, and the twenty-first class was exceptionally divided into the first batch of teams to enter the museum.

The students of No. 1 Middle School did not have a great interest in the cultural relics in the museum, and Fan Gouda mainly explained to the students of Hangyuan.

Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished reading the ancient paintings in the museum, and were about to go to the next resting place to sit and play games, when they happened to see a boy from Hangyuan walking up to Fan Gouda and asking questions.

Fu Zhi still remembered this boy, the one who often walked with Wu Zhiheng and Wu Zhiyou, what his name was.

However, the boy has already begun to introduce himself, "Hello teacher, I am Zhu Mingjie, a student in the third class of Hangyuan High School, a liberal arts student, and I like history very much." ”

As he spoke, Fan Gouda, as a teacher, also showed unprecedented patience and listened carefully.

Until Zhu Mingjie pointed to the ancient painting behind Fan Gouda, and said with a humble look of asking for advice: "Teacher, can you tell us what dynasty this ancient painting is?" I like the words on it, but I don't know the specific information about it. ”

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with his words, and he was sincerely seeking advice.

But after the surrounding classmates looked in the direction of his finger, they suddenly had the idea of not knowing whether to maliciously speculate on his intentions.

The museum in Yucheng has only been open for 11 or 2 years now, and many of the cultural relics in it, in addition to those bought from the auction and donated by wealthy tycoons, are more cultural relics unearthed locally.

The first two also mark the origin and history of the artifact, but the latter requires archaeologists to investigate in person to identify the dynasty of the artifact.

Due to the fact that in the past two years, there are many cultural relics unearthed in Yucheng, and the work pressure of archaeologists is greater, and many cultural relics that are not easy to identify dynasties will be put into the museum in advance and wait for experts from the capital to come down to investigate.

The cultural relics Zhu Wenjie refers to belong to this kind.

A kind of museum has not yet given a relevant explanation, and experts have not yet identified the cultural relics.

Although Fan Gouda is a guide, Zhu Wenjie really has a difficult nature to ask such a question.

"Is it a bit of a dilemma?" Zhu Wenjie saw Fan Gouda pursing his lips, so he shrugged his shoulders and said: "I'm sorry, teacher, it may be difficult for me to be strong, I just think that if a teacher can't even recognize the cultural relics of his own country and can't explain it clearly to his students, then isn't he a teacher misleading?" ”

Fan Gouda frowned.

He can serve as a guide, and he is more or less talented and learned.

He doesn't know much about archaeology, but he still dabbles in calligraphy and painting.

Fan Gaoda squinted his eyes, walked a few steps in the direction of the ancient painting, and after a while, he said: "This ancient painting is indeed not well received, I personally think it is a painting of the Yuan Dynasty, a bit like the painting of the calligrapher Huang Gongwang, but the writing seems to be a little immature and stiff, my talent is limited, not as good as my predecessors." I really don't know if it's a painting by a master of the Yuan Dynasty, and I need to wait for a statement from a professional in the museum. ”

"Ah, that's it~~~"

Zhu Wenjie nodded meaningfully, and when he spoke, his tone was the kind of deliberately long tone, he seemed puzzled, scratched his head, turned around and asked the classmates behind him, "Teacher Fan Goda said that he doesn't understand the identification of ancient paintings, but how do I remember that the history teacher in our class knows this very well?" ”

"Our history teacher is a postdoc in the archaeology department who retired from a good school!"

"Isn't it just a painting? If our history teacher were here, he would have seen through it at a glance and explained to us the reasons for the twists and turns. ”

"Why does Hangyuan have to let us come out to communicate! What kind of place is this, this group of teachers can't help us improve in learning, and we don't even know an ancient painting? ”

"Don't do porcelain work without diamonds, I know what this painting is, and he doesn't even know a teacher!"

The students of Hangyuan didn't seem to buy Fan Gouda's account, and their eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule of Fan Gouda.

Probably, probably, not sure......

Fan Gouda's words have never been sure what this painting is!

Therefore, if an aristocratic school communicates with a small school, the students of the small school will definitely learn knowledge, but the aristocratic school will only delay time.

When Song Fang heard it, he was speechless, "You know what you say!" Do you know anyone who is still here to ask, is it interesting to deliberately make things difficult? A schoolboy like this! ”

"Can't you ask the teacher if you know? The teachers of your school, as guides, can't even understand the origin and dynasty of this cultural relic, so what kind of teacher should you be, just be a student for us! ”

"Everything is a student! Your school teachers don't have to be quite confident! ”

"Why are we deliberately making things difficult? On this calligraphy and painting, it is obvious that the seal of the Qianlong period is still the private seal of Emperor Hongli, but Fan Gaoda said that this is the calligraphy and painting of the Yuan Dynasty, it is really laughing to death, hahaha! ”

“……”

Song Fang said one sentence, and a few students from Hangyuan could pick up ten sentences.

In the huge museum, the words "no noise" are ignored as if they were a joke.

In particular, Zhu Wenjie raised his eyebrows, "It's not me who said, Teacher Fan, you are in our school, and you can only be expelled." ”

Very good, this sentence successfully caused dissatisfaction among these students in Class 21.

The two waves of people quarreled instantly.

Fan Gouda was blocked in the crowd and persuaded to fight, and the security guard who was not far away saw this, and immediately called the curator and signaled him to deal with it.

The scene is getting more and more out of control.

Zhu Wenjie's voice was especially raised in a group of people, "Public school? Are public schools good? I can't even recognize an ancient painting......"

Before he could finish his sentence, a blue water bottle suddenly smashed at his feet.

There was a loud bang, and the blue water bottle slammed into the ground, bounced and shook a few more times, and finally quieted down.

Everyone was startled, and the two waves of people who were still arguing looked in the direction of the water bottle.

Fu Zhi was standing a few meters away, with a bit of anger on his body.

The noisy environment was completely quiet because of her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyebrows were cold, "Are you still noisy?" ”

The students of Hangyuan and No. 1 Middle School subconsciously shook their heads.

"That's okay," she said, looking at Zhu Wenjie again, and commenting on what he just said, "Our school is pretty good." ”

After a pause, "Not like you." ”

The tone is so cold that it makes people feel a little intimidating.

Hangyuan's students didn't think about how to quarrel with her for a while, in fact, this group of people was shocked by Fu Zhi yesterday, and there was still a little shadow in their hearts.

Fu Zhi walked in the direction of Fan Gouda, stopped in front of the ancient picture, looked at it seriously, and after a while, said, "You say this is a calligraphy and painting of the Qing Dynasty?" ”