The picture disappeared, and Li Dingan was silent.

He found that he was laughing early.

Of course, Li Dingan knows the poem "Vase of Flowers", and he has also seen the inexplicable, unclear, cut, and chaotic relationship between Lu Xiaoman and Hu Shi in the book.

But he didn't know that it happened in this case: Lu Xiaoman's first husband, Wang Qian, was a senior officer of the Kuomintang and was still friends with Xu Zhimo. He went to the front line to fight, and asked Xu Zhimo to take care of Lu Xiaoman, and this care was taken care of in bed.

was later broken by Wang Qian, and Xu Zhimo was forced to hide in Europe under pressure. Before leaving, he asked Hu Shi to take care of Lu Xiaoman.

Then, something went wrong again. At that time, Lu Xiaoman had not divorced Wang Qian......

There is also the back: In 1930, Xu Zhimo went to Beiping to teach, which was suggested and introduced by Hu Shi...... Before leaving, he asked Hu Shi to take care of Lu Xiaoman......

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, even surpassing the feeling that makes my scalp tingle and disgusting when I watch the story of "The Broken Painting Fraud Trio".

Because these three are all celebrities in the field of modern literature, they have left a strong and deep imprint in history, and in a sense, these three are all predecessors.

The image of his predecessors collapsed, and Li Ding'an's three views were also shattered, shattered to the ground.

Some words are not very good, and they are not absolute. But on Lu Xiaoman, it is absolute.

And the other two!

Really...... Not a good one......

Is this learning?

It's pure torture.

It's good to learn skills, and it's okay to tell me the ins and outs of the box, but why show me these things?

I don't know how long it has been, but it seems that there is still a ridiculous smell in the air......

Stunned, stunned, almost half an hour, Li Dingan came back to his senses leisurely.

Forget it, don't think about it......

He looked at the skill options again:

1. Memories from Xu Zhimo, Modern Poems, lv1.

2. Memories from Lu Xiaoman, Gongbi Painting, lv1.

3. Identification of modern famous codex, LV1.

4. Appraisal of Contemporary Famous Calligraphy and Painting, LV2.

In an instant, the mood improved, Li Ding'an blossomed, all practical skills, and there was no bullshit such as gambling.

Moreover, "Contemporary Famous Calligraphy and Painting Appraisal" can be upgraded to lv2.

It's just that one level is so powerful, and then one level up......

Li Ding'an's hair was laughing, but after thinking about it, he chose "three", that is, the famous codex.

Anyway, there are still many opportunities, don't seek refinement first, seek breadth first. Otherwise, if you encounter something similar in the future, won't you have to be blind?

……

For half an hour, there was no movement in the room, and Guan Chengming thought he was asleep.

finally saw him come out, but found that he had a calm face.

"What, I've made millions at once, and I'm not happy?"

Li Dingan waved his hand: "I'm not unhappy, it's not a matter of making money!" ”

"That's fine!"

Guan Chengming sat down beside him, "Two drinks at night?" ”

He sighed: "Another day!" ”

It's not that I'm in a bad mood, after all, I'm also an adult, and I understand that celebrities are also human beings, and they also have a dishonorable side.

So it's over after reading it, there's nothing to dwell on.

He only found out after learning the skills that the identification skill points were about to bottom out. And the system hasn't released awards for skill points for a long time.

What should I do if I am empty and encounter a category that I have not learned in the future?

was worried, and the phone buzzed twice.

There was a word on the screen: Mom.

Li Dingan was even more worried......

I definitely can't pick it up, at least not now, otherwise I'll be nagged to death.

Without hesitation, he pressed it.

As soon as the phone hung up, a voice came: Li Ding'an, you have a long ability, you wait for me......

Wait, wait......

muttered, but still a little dazed in my heart, thinking that when I went home on the weekend, I must pick a better gift for my mother.

Two days left until the weekend......

Oh yes, I've got to go to the museum tomorrow......

With chaotic thoughts in his heart, Li Dingan said hello and walked out of the old remnant house.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and after casually dealing with it on the street, he went back to the rental house.

……

When I got up in the morning, I cleaned up a little, and when I went out, Li Ding'an brought another jar of old wine.

By the way, it was given to He Anbang.

There will be a lot of dealings in the future, so I can't talk about stammering, at most it is a courtesy exchange.

But if you put it another way: when you don't see He Anbang, how humble Guan Dehai is. And when it comes to He Anbang's promise to Li Ding'an, even if there is something to find him, how envious are Wu Weimin and Fang Wenwen?

So, move around when it's time to move......

The National Museum is located in Tiananmen Square, across the road from the City Hall.

At first glance, there seems to be no difference between the two buildings, the same columns, the same building. The only difference is that the square in front of the museum is relatively small.

Since last year, the museum has suspended its exhibitions, and the hall is empty, except for two staff members in suits standing at the door.

"Hello, my name is Li Ding'an, and I made an appointment with Director He!"

The young man hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Hello Mr. Li, the curator has explained, I'll take you over!" ”

"Good!"

Passing through the hall, the staff took Li Ding'an to the administrative building on the north side, the office is not big, but it is unusually clean. A pot of pothos crawled half the wall around the bookcase.

He Anbang looked at him carrying a bag, and his eyes lit up: "Found something good again?" ”

"I'll show you later!"

"That's right!" He Anbang nodded, took out a document from the drawer, "Sign it!" ”

It's a donation agreement, plain terms, nothing new.

Li Ding'an waved his pen: "Just sign?" I knew that you brought it with you when you went to Panjiayuan the first two times, and I signed it easily. ”

"It's not that simple, you have to issue a certificate and take pictures. After that, the museum's official website and public account will be announced, and it will be published in the museum ......"

"So grand?"

Li Ding'an was a little surprised: Is this also a name in history?

The process was simple, a donation agreement was signed, and then a certificate was issued.

Then Li Ding'an took the donation certificate and took a photo by the showcase.

After opening, on one side is a photo of the warp stone, and on the other side is a word of thanks to Li Ding'an, and at the bottom is the steel seal of the museum and the red seal of the Ministry of Culture.

Looking at the ordinary little red book, strictly speaking, it is a veritable ministerial honor.

As for the deeper things, Li Dingan can't figure it out for the time being. But he at least knows that when the identity and status reach a certain level, you can understand the meaning of this, and only then can you understand what the benefits are.

Because that's what those rich people do......