Zhao Songyun's shout frightened Zhou Miao, and he turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?" ”

Zhao Songyun glared at him angrily, pointed at Zhou Miao's claws that were committing a crime and asked, "I still want to ask what you want to do!" ”

Zhou Miao scratched her face: "I didn't want to do anything, I just saw that there seemed to be another painting inside the upturned wall, and I wanted to take a closer look." ”

Hearing this, An Qi leaned over to take a look, only to see a bunch of red streamers imprinted into her eyes under the wall skin that was hanging like pig's ears.

An Qi was surprised: "Really! It looks like there's another painting hidden under the wall! ”

Zhao Songyun shook his head speechlessly, these are two little fools.

"Actually, many Dunhuang murals are painted under the bottom of the opening, some are more than one layer, after all, there are so many Dunhuang caves, each dynasty has a painter to paint on it, a long time, the caves are naturally full.

What if there is no place to draw? After the Qing Dynasty, the country fell into war, the cave was unmaintained for a long time, the weathering encroachment was serious, and some of the warped places naturally exposed the paintings underneath, nothing to make a fuss about. ”

Zhou Miao was a little embarrassed, he thought he had discovered some great secret.

After repairing a mural in front of him, Zhao Songyun moved to the side with difficulty and began to make up the next one.

Zhao Songyun poured a little diluted glue into the powdered mineral pigment and said while stirring: "A few years ago, a young painter surnamed An came to Dunhuang to copy the murals.

One day, like you, he found paintings from other dynasties hidden under the broken frescoes, and he tore up the outermost frescoes without my permission, but fortunately I found him in time and drove him away, otherwise I don't know how many frescoes to be repaired would have suffered. ”

An Qi's body trembled when she heard this, her expression was a little dull, and after a while, she suddenly asked, "The painter surnamed An, is it called An Bowen?" ”

Zhao Songyun stopped moving, frowned and thought hard, "It's been many years, it seems to be this name, but how do you know?" ”

An Qi smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but begin to feel that the world is really wonderful.

When her parents were not divorced, one summer vacation her father said that he was going to Dunhuang to collect style, and said that he would go for three or four months, but he came back in less than a month.

An Qi: "I am his daughter, my name is An Qi. ”

Zhao Songyun was startled, lifted his glasses and looked at An Qi's appearance carefully, "Really?" Such a coincidence? How's your dad doing? ”

An Qi said in a somewhat depressed mood: "My dad has passed away for many years, and he went out to collect wind and unfortunately fell off a cliff. ”

Zhao Songyun was silent for a while when he heard this, and said: "This is like his style, although I don't have much contact with him, but his character has left a deep impression on me, he is bold and dares to do anything, he must have gone to the dangerous place in order to find the best place to observe the scenery." ”

Zhou Miao glanced at An Qi, speaking of which, An Qi's personality should be inherited from her father, radical and resolute.

A helpless little girl who dared to go to South Korea to train and debut alone before she was a minor took great courage and perseverance.

After returning to China, as soon as the contract with Gray Sky expired, she immediately switched to Rainbow Records, which helped her career more, without the slightest nostalgia and hesitation.

And after Zhou Miao and Hu San broke up, she conformed to her own wishes and took the initiative.

Looking back now, at every major turning point in An Qi's life, she has accurately found the most correct path, and walked on decisively and firmly!

Zhao Songyun asked An Qi: "How are you learning to paint?" ”

Anqi: "It's okay, my dad started teaching me to draw when I was very young, but I rarely drew after high school. ”

Zhao Songyun nodded, "As long as you have a foundation." ”

He searched the wall in front of him, pointed to a palm-sized break, and said, "Follow me to study hard, and make up for me before you leave, and it will be regarded as atonement for your father." ”

An Qi stared deeply at the small damage, and nodded with a very serious expression, it is natural for the father to repay the debt.

Zhou Miao asked puzzledly: "Why can't you tear it, it's almost broken anyway, if there is a painting underneath, wouldn't it be saved to repair it?" ”

Zhao Songyun said leisurely: "From an artistic point of view, it is true that a rotten mural has lost its value, but from the perspective of national treasures, its value has never been determined by its appearance.

And when the ancients rebuilt the murals, it was very likely that the original murals would be torn, and if they peeled off because the outer murals were damaged and the value was not high, what if the murals inside were also damaged and had no value? Do you want to destroy layer by layer until you find something worthwhile? ”

Zhou Miao thought about it carefully, and it was indeed the case.

After a simple vignette, Zhao Songyun's restoration teaching continued, and this time An Qi listened very carefully, and even Zhou Miao couldn't help but restrain his thoughts, and began to concentrate on studying together.

Zhao Songyun: "The restoration of the mural and the doctor's treatment of the doctor are the same thing, first of all, we must figure out what the problem of the mural is, whether it is hollowing, phthaline, or nailing, only by finding the lesion, can we prescribe the right medicine." ”

He pointed to a small mural in front of him, "Like this one, it is the most common type of armoring, and the mural will fall down like snowflakes with a little effort, so you should pay special attention when dealing with it."

Don't think that mural restoration is just a simple painting on the wall, in fact, repainting is only one of the steps in the mural restoration process, dusting, filling, desalination, bonding, pressing, and topping...... Even though I have been doing it for more than 70 years, I am still learning. ”

Zhao Songyun glanced at the two of them: "But I guess you two won't stay for long, you just practice the repainting, there is a stone slab behind, and then go to the wall after a pattern is practiced." ”

Zhou Miao and An Qi nodded like chickens pecking rice.

In the afternoon, Zhou Miao and An Qi put a stone slab on their legs and began to learn to repaint under the guidance of Zhao Songyun.

"Frame with a pencil first, frame it and then paint it with a paintbrush."

An Qi has a child's skills, and he is quite quick to learn to make up paintings, while Zhou Miao, although he is proficient in eighteen kinds of musical instruments, this does not bring him the slightest help in learning to make up paintings.

After painting all afternoon, Zhao Songyun looked at An Qi's slate painting, nodded slightly, and then walked behind Zhou Miao, the whole person was stunned for a moment, leaned over to look at it carefully, and frowned: "What are you painting?" ”