The classmate next to Zhu Wenjie patted Zhu Wenjie's shoulder again, "Isn't it just a stamped ancient painting?" We think it's from the Qing Dynasty! Whoever shakes the spirit knows it, and you will use professional appraisal to argue with her! ”

"That's it, Wen Jie, your parents are engaged in archaeology, and her parents are scientific researchers who work for people, what kind of ancient paintings can they know! You go, smash her mouth with expertise! ”

Zhu Wenjie: "......"

But Zhu Wenjie himself is not very professional, whose seventeen or eighteen children can bear to look at their parents' archaeology every day?

On the other hand, Fu Zhi didn't check this ancient painting in advance, but this set of rhetoric is indeed more powerful than him.

Even if he was encouraged by his classmates and wanted to argue about something, in the face of absolute strength, all his words became like a joke.

And with the words of the group of students in Hangyuan, the workers not far away squeezed in from the crowd and took down the ancient paintings with gloves.

Hangyuan's students were stunned, and when they saw the ancient paintings being rolled up and put into a wooden box, they all exploded: "What are you doing here?" Why take away the old paintings? Is it to shield Fu Zhi! ”

Staff: "??? ”

The staff was stunned, "What is covering Fu Zhi?" Who is Fu Zhi? ”

"Just the one next to you!" Hangyuan's students were indignant, "She has to say that this ancient painting is a fake of Huang Gongwang in the Yuan Dynasty, and our classmates are debating with her!" ”

Zhu Wenjie, who was forced to debate: "......"

"Fakes?" The staff straightened their white gloves and glanced in the direction of Fu Zhi.

He also just received the news that the museum sorted out the ancient paintings, and when he heard the words of a group of students from Hangyuan, he didn't hesitate, so he opened his mouth to deny, "Yucheng Museum is already a relatively mature and stable museum, and there are many professional archaeologists to identify cultural relics. ”

"Listen, what I'm talking about! If some people don't understand, don't pretend to understand! ”

"Don't hold on to our Voyage Friday exchange meeting all day long, people have to look forward! It's only been a few times on Friday! ”

"The staff said that there were no fakes in the museum, and she was still saying that the ancient paintings were fakes of the Yuan Dynasty, did she treat us all as fools?"

“……”

Hangyuan's side said one sentence after another, and the faces of the students in No. 1 Middle School were also extremely ugly.

"Sister Zhi is not a professional, besides, even if this is not a fake, the staff did not say that it is an ancient painting of the Qing Dynasty! What are you proud of! ”

Seeing that both sides were about to fight, Director Liu couldn't stop him after several stops, so the staff shouted, "What are you doing?" What for? Isn't it understandable that noise is prohibited in the museum? What is wrong with the quality of contemporary high school students? Fight out, fight! ”

After successfully stopping both sides, the staff looked at Hangyuan's students and said unhurriedly: "Also, you guys are arguing, when did I say that this painting is not a fake?" I mean, because museums don't store fakes, I have to take this ancient painting of Huang Gongwang from the Yuan Dynasty with me. The curator is in discussions with archaeologists and is planning to rearrange the collection of ancient paintings......"

Hangyuan: "??? ”

are all adults, can they be more sincere and less literal?

The staff couldn't, muttering as they walked, "It's all about that, and I don't understand it here, so do you have to let me say it's a fake and admit that the museum has placed a fake?" What kind of people this is! ”

Voyage: "......"

The students on Hangyuan's side were speechless.

What else are you talking about?

For a moment, all that remained in the museum was the muttering of the staff, and even the breathing was lightened.

In the next moment, the students of No. 1 Middle School were happy.

"Ahh

"In the future, whoever says that my sister Zhi has no artistic cells, I will let Baojuan break her mouth!"

"Then again, isn't Fu Zhi's liberal arts grades quite bad? Can she understand history? ”

"But her handwriting is beautiful! Last time, our Chinese teacher took out her words and circulated them in the class as a positive teaching material! Calligraphy and painting are not separated, Zhu Wenjie chose an ancient painting and asked, Sister Zhi doesn't understand history and literature, but she knows calligraphy and painting so well, she will definitely be able to analyze the dynasty from an artistic perspective! ”

The classmates of No. 1 Middle School chattered all the way, and even the students who were still blocked outside the museum and did not come in began to spread the word that Fu Zhi and Hangyuan had won the debate, just like witnessing the whole process.

And here, Fu Zhi nodded in the direction of Fan Gouda, and then looked at Zhu Wenjie, "Apologize." ”

Zhu Wenjie pursed his lower lip.

He admitted that he had kicked the iron rice bowl this time.

Not only Fu Zhi, in fact, even Fan Gouda's exposition at the beginning is not much different from Fu Zhi's elaboration.

It's just that Fan Gouda is not as professional as Fu Zhi, and he can clearly and affirmatively say the painting style of ancient paintings, after all, it is a conclusion that professional archaeologists need to investigate before they can come to a conclusion, and Fan Gouda does not dare to make a conclusion.

But this kind of knowledge is also much higher than Zhu Wenjie.

Don't teachers in small places have real talents?

No.

The people who think so from the beginning to the end are the ones who really don't have real talent and real learning.

Zhu Wenjie diluted the prejudice of this kind of small school a little in his heart, he pursed his lips and bowed ninety degrees, "I'm sorry." ”

Then he glanced in the direction of Fu Zhi again.

I have to admit that Fu Zhi is really strong, he plays well and learns well.

But Fu Zhi didn't understand what Zhu Wenjie meant, and said: "Most of the works of the four masters of the Yuan Dynasty are placed in the museums in the capital, and your students over there like to visit museums so much, and the teachers have such a high level of education, why can't they educate you to distinguish the difference between Yuan Dynasty paintings and Qing Dynasty paintings?" ”

“……”

Zhu Wenjie was speechless when asked.

What do you like to visit museums, Hangyuan asked No. 1 Middle School to visit museums, just to pretend to be forced to slap in the face, who is idle and loves to see cultural relics!

As for the teachers...... is just so casually boasting, it is nothing more than a graduate of a famous university, compared to the teacher of No. 1 Middle School, with a layer of gold trim on his body, and the quality of teaching, some of which are not up to standard.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the important thing is that in the end, it's good, my face is swollen!

The students of Hangyuan were red in the face when they were asked.

Nian Feiyuan glanced at Fu Zhi's direction and frowned secretly.

This form is not good for Hangyuan, to put it bluntly, Fu Zhipestle is here, and Hangyuan and these people can't win.

Seeing that the twenty or so students he brought this time were slapped in the face one by one, if he allowed this form to continue, he couldn't explain it to Ouyang Ya.

So Nian Feiyuan sent a WeChat message to Ouyang Ya about what happened at the exchange meeting.