Lips and lips want to move (1) (add more to the stars and tulip diamonds)

The two made a dinner together, Mu Qingcheng was inevitably asked about the city lord, she avoided the important and told Li Yanshan lightly that it was a man she met more than two months ago, and he thought that the conditions of the duty room of the old glass factory were too poor, so he changed her bed and household appliances.

"Wow, there's such a good thing." Li Yanshan shouted, "He's chasing you, otherwise who is so full and supports it, spending that money in vain." ”

"He didn't say he was going to chase me." Mu Qingcheng smiled self-deprecatingly, "Maybe it's really full of food and support, there is too much money and nowhere to spend." Okay, let's not talk about that person, I don't really know anything about him, and I can't say anything. ”

Li Yanshan turned on the newly replaced LCD TV, and the two sat on the sofa, eating and watching TV.

Li Yanshan likes to watch the news and pay attention to the world's major events, this time is the local news, after the regular meeting news, the murder that happened outside the Guanlan Villa this morning has become the focus of the news. Mu Qingcheng clenched his hands tightly and his attention was highly concentrated.

The news exposed the image of the surveillance video, the camera at the door of the Guanlan villa recorded the whole process, and it can be seen from the picture that, as Yang Xirou said, there were at least seven or eight pedestrians passing by, but no one reached out to the pregnant woman who was killed, including Yang Xirou and Zhang Xiaole.

In the end, the picture of the security guard and another man saving people was taken at close range, which was relatively clear, Mu Qingcheng looked at it fixedly, and felt that the man who was with the security guard was very similar to Cheng Yijie, he was vigorous and snatched the knife from the gangster's hand.

Sure enough, it was introduced in the news that the man who acted bravely was Cheng Yijie, who had the reputation of "ghost eye talent". According to the community security guard, Cheng Yijie was about to drive out of the community at that time, and immediately got out of the car to help after discovering the situation. But Cheng Yijie himself was reluctant to be interviewed by reporters.

"Alas, Cheng Yijie, male god!" Li Yanshan became a nymphomaniac, "I admired him super when I watched "Super Brain", but I didn't expect that not only his brain is good, but his skills are also very good, and he is still a hero who acts bravely, wow, it's so perfect!" ”

Mu Qingcheng didn't tell Li Yanshan that the city lord was Cheng Yijie. They haven't known each other for a long time, and they can't talk about friends who can make friends. Hearing Li Yanshan's high evaluation of Cheng Yijie, she smiled faintly, but her heart was turbulent. Through this incident, her good impression of Cheng Yijie increased a few points, and when passers-by avoided him, he was able to stand up and do his part to catch the gangsters, he was brave and full of a sense of justice, which is admirable. Sadly, he showed up too late to save the pregnant woman's life.

Mu Qingcheng tossed and turned in bed at night, his mind was full of terrifying pictures in the TV news, although there was no close-up, but it could still be seen how the gangster brutally stabbed the pregnant woman, the cause of the murder has not yet been ascertained, the identity of the murderer and the deceased has not been disclosed, and the reporter will continue to track and report.

It was not easy to fall asleep, and I don't know how long it was, but she was suddenly awakened by a bell. When she opened her eyes in a daze, it was pitch black all around, and the ringtone continued to ring, and she finally understood that it was the ringtone of her mobile phone, which was turned off when she was sleeping, but she forgot it today. In the dead of night, the ringing of the bell sounds quite frightening. She grabbed her phone from the bedside table and answered it, and said "hey" with sleepiness.

The other party was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly let out a low sob.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingcheng thought it was a mistake, and there was a third watch in the middle of the night, how could anyone cry on the phone, it was really weird.

"Orange ...... It's my ......" the other party spoke, it was Yang Xirou's voice, "I can't sleep...... I feel so uncomfortable. ”

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingcheng's consciousness was still in chaos.

"As soon as I closed my eyes, I remembered the pregnant woman who was killed, I regret it......" Yang Xirou sobbed, "I regret not rushing forward, at least I feel better." It will not be like now, condemned by conscience......"

Mu Qingcheng was completely awake, she held her mobile phone in the dark, and kept persuading and comforting Yang Xirou, telling her that it was not within her ability, and there was no need to be sad and blame herself. A heart was heavy, and the feeling of oppression suffocated her chest. The other passers-by who were unable to save themselves, were they also saddened in the dark at this time, and were tormented by their conscience?

On the second day, Mu Qingcheng and Li Yanshan went to work at the museum together. It is less than a 10-minute walk from the accommodation.

The museum building is located on a mountain and facing the lake, and the whole building has a history of nearly 100 years, and the structure is both exquisite and rigorous. The quaint green bricks and wood, and the modern steel and glass are skillfully integrated together to build a fashionable decoration style, so that the original architectural appearance and modern fashion elements and styles have been perfectly combined.

The first thing Mu Qingcheng did after going to work was to hand over and take out the treasure of the town hall, "Han Xizai's Night Banquet".

"Han Xizai's Night Banquet" is stored in the underground cultural relics warehouse, which is in charge of the preservation and protection department where Mu Qingcheng is located. The treasury door is a German-made vault door, Mu Qingcheng and Li Yanshan each have a set of passwords for the door, the password is set by the individual himself, and the two do not know each other's passwords. Two people must enter the password at the same time and check their fingerprints for the door to open.

After the door was opened, there was a vault door inside, which was to be opened with a mechanical key, and the key was kept by Shi Qi, another male colleague in the department. After entering the warehouse, there are several warehouses inside, which store ceramics, copperware, miscellaneous, calligraphy and paintings, etc., each library has a modern password door, which can be opened only by identifying fingerprints. Several libraries are also under the responsibility of the three of them, and the others do not know the password and cannot recognize the fingerprint to enter, including the department head.

Mu Qingcheng is in charge of calligraphy and painting, she entered the warehouse with the cooperation of Li Yanshan and Shi Qi, took out the Song people's copy of "Han Xizai's Night Banquet", went through the handover procedures, and brought this priceless famous painting into the calligraphy and painting restoration room located on the same ground as the warehouse, and began her restoration work on the famous painting.

"Han Xizai's Night Banquet" is 28.7 centimeters in length and 335.5 centimeters in width. Mu Qingcheng carefully unfolded the scroll, this was the first time she had come into close contact with this famous painting, and she was a little excited and a little nervous. She opened the lightbox and spread the painting in the light to take a closer look. Each damaged part should be specifically photographed and archived, and then some descriptions of the disease should be made, and the degree and size of the damage should be recorded.

After that, she cleaned the calligraphy and paintings. Mildew caused by dampness on the paper, as well as insect-eaten black spots and holes, as well as dust that has been filled into the cracks of the rice paper over the years, need to be removed. The first step in the restoration of calligraphy and painting is to rinse with hot water, which mainly plays the role of decontamination of the picture.

Mu Qingcheng spread a layer of ultra-thin leather paper on the wooden booth, sprinkled it with water, smoothed it with a brush, spread an ancient painting that needed to be repaired, and then evenly sprayed some water, covered it with a layer of leather paper again, and then spread a towel. The towel is to protect the picture from damage, the towel is more absorbent, and the water does not rush to the picture all at once, but slowly penetrates into it.

She slowly poured warm water onto the towel, waited for more than ten seconds, and then quickly rolled the towel up. The towel dripped dark yellow water as she twisted her hand, all of which were dirt on the surface of the calligraphy and paintings. To wash a painting well, in many cases you need three or four basins of warm water. This time, she poured out five basins of dirty water, and the dirt deposited on the surface of the calligraphy and painting was gradually removed.

Stopped work on time at 5 p.m., and when he was engaged in the restoration of cultural relics, Mu Qingcheng could enjoy the treatment of "never working overtime", because the most important thing in this work was "fatigue". She returned to the office of the Preservation and Protection Department on the third floor, had a brief exchange with a few colleagues, and then swiped her fingerprints to leave work and go to Xilin TV. The TV station is far away from the museum, and the traffic jam is severe during the rush hour, so it is necessary to leave as soon as possible.

After arriving half an hour early, Mu Qingcheng simply ate a bowl of noodles at a small shop near the TV station, entered with a ticket, and waited for the opening of the Sino-Japanese confrontation in a 1,000-square-meter studio. The audience seat is stepped type, she sits in the middle of the first row, and below is the guest seat, from this position you can clearly see the stage, and Cheng Yijie will appear there later, she is a little inexplicably nervous and heartbeat.

The competition finally began, before Cheng Yijie appeared, Mu Qingcheng was absent-minded, she didn't listen to what the host and guests said, in the first game of the Sino-Japanese player Tetris duel, the Chinese player lost, and she didn't care. In the second game, it was finally Cheng Yijie's turn to challenge, as soon as he stepped onto the stage, Mu Qingcheng felt a shock in his heart, as if the entire stage was lit up in an instant.

Cheng Yijie is handsome in a black suit, handsome and unmatched, and he will face off against the Japanese memory master. The content of the challenge is that there are a total of 31 members of the female idol group from China and Japan, each of whom paints their lips with lipstick of the same brand and color, kisses the lip card to form lip prints, and 31 people randomly replace their lip prints into a lip print wall with more than 700 interfering lip prints, and leave signatures, and 4 members are randomly selected by the guests from all members. The two challengers observed and found out where the four members had their lip prints. The accuracy rate is preferred, and if the accuracy rate is the same, the one with the shortest time wins.

Compared with the slightly restrained Japanese players, Cheng Yijie is calm and atmospheric, with a kingly demeanor, and his aura is absolutely superior to that of his opponent.

Just like the last time to identify the fan, Cheng Yijie still gave up pre-competition observation, which surprised the judges, guests, spectators and challengers of other events. The competition is about to start, and the judges also advised Cheng Yijie that he should use this opportunity to improve his accuracy, but he insisted on his choice and was calm.

Then he entered the scene to collect the lip prints of 31 female members of the idol group, and the Japanese challenger carefully observed in the process, while Cheng Yijie sat aside as if he was in a no-man's land.