Monday, eight o'clock.

Li Dingan carried his schoolbag and came to the second courtyard of Jingyuan on time.

It's class time, the school gates are closed, and only a few figures can be seen occasionally.

He was bored, staring at the plaque of the "Faculty of Humanities of Beijing University" in a daze.

By mistake, you became a student again?

If you do the math, it's been less than a year since you graduated, but why does it feel like it's been a long time?

In his mind, a voice came from the side: "Li Ding'an, Senior Brother Li!" ”

"Oh...... Senior Brother Gao, you just need to make a phone call to open the door, why did you come here in person? ”

"It's all called Senior Brother, and you're still so polite?"

Gao Shengdong smiled, showed his ID to the security guard, and the electric door slowly opened.

"Professor Wu explained, let me take you through the formalities first, such as accommodation or something...... I'll be back tomorrow for the official report. ”

"Oh...... No, I live nearby. ”

"Ah...... Bought a house? ”

Li Dingan just wanted to say that it was rented, but after thinking about it: half a month ago, Gao Shengdong watched him earn 100 million ......

He smiled and nodded again.

Gao Shengdong was stunned for a while, and couldn't help but feel a little envious: When will he be able to settle down in the capital?

Looking at his appearance, Li Dingan was a little puzzled: shouldn't it?

He always felt that it was actually quite easy to make money in the field of cultural archaeology......

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Usually, Senior Brother Gao doesn't take any work outside the school...... Oh, projects, like helping people identify or something? ”

"Take it!"

Gao Shengdong rubbed his nose and said for a long time: "I have ...... a few eyes"

I'll go...... No wonder?

It is estimated that not only did he help people identify, but he must have also made some objects.

But nine times out of ten, it is...... Lost!

It's not good to go any further, Li Dingan talked about other topics, and the two walked while talking.

As he walked, he found that he seemed to be on the wrong path.

He used to come to Beijing University often, so he was basically very familiar: he remembered that the Faculty of Arts was in the northeast corner, but the two of them went to the northwest?

"Senior brother, did you make a mistake?"

"That's right, that's it...... Professor Wu also has an office in the College of Culture and Museums......"

After a pause, Gao Shengdong slapped his forehead, "I forgot to tell you that after I came back that day, the teacher changed his major: from modern history to cultural relics research ......"

What day?

It must have been the day I came back from the National Museum......

Li Ding'an was immediately overjoyed: when he came in the morning, he was still thinking: I don't know if the Beijing University Graduate School will let students change majors, and whether the procedures are good.

Didn't you think that Professor Wu had already done it for him in advance?

was moved beyond comprehension in an instant, and Li Dingan secretly decided: he must be a good student......

The road is not long, but the scenery is excellent. The two sides are planted with pines and willows, as well as a few tall ginkgo trees.

Passing through the woods, you can vaguely see the gray and old eaves of the pavilion, and then go forward, Huo Ran is cheerful.

Under Zhai Ran Pavilion, the Red Lake is sparkling, and seven or eight wild ducks swim around in the water.

There are two imitation buildings on the edge of the lake, both are not high, both are only two floors, but they are huge, covering an area of tens of thousands of square meters.

The blue tile and white wall, the red door and red window, and a wooden plaque on the second floor: Wenbo Building.

After a few glances, he followed Gao Shengdong through the door, and as soon as he crossed the threshold, a quiet breath came to his face.

There are windows on all sides, the hall is empty and bright, and the sound of the soles of shoes stepping on the stone bricks is so clear that you can even hear the echo.

Except for the security guard at the door, there was no more figure to be seen.

"The undergraduates are in the building next to it, and there are only PhDs and graduate students here, so there are a few people."

"How many ...... And I mean all. ”

"226, plus doctors, masters, undergraduates, that's so much in total."

Li Ding'an was silent.

The School of Archaeology at Kyoto University has two departments with six majors for undergraduates, and only four majors for master's and doctoral degrees. If you average it out again, from undergraduate to doctoral level, it counts as nine grades, so that each class ...... Only two people?

No wonder some people often say that even Beijing University, which ranks first in archaeology, some majors can't recruit students at every turn, and they are directly duck eggs?

Sure enough, it is a profession that is even more unpopular than funerals......

Thinking secretly, the two went up to the second floor and came to the door of an office, where Gao Shengdong knocked on the door.

Li Dingan subconsciously glanced at it and saw a small sign nailed to the door: Cultural Relics Research Room (2).

This must be Wu Xiang's office, and it can be seen that he is also one of the leaders of the discipline......

There was a shout from inside, Gao Shengdong pushed the door open, and then he heard the keyboard being knocked "crackling".

Seeing Li Ding'an, Wu Xiang subconsciously raised his head: "So fast? ”

"Senior Brother Li said that he didn't need to do accommodation, so he came directly!"

"That's fine!" Wu Xiang thought for a while, picked up a form on the table, and handed it over, "Sit, take a look first?" ”

Li Dingan subconsciously took it into his hands.

There are a few lines of small print printed on it:

1. A preliminary exploration of the cultural relics of the Qing Dynasty in Central Asia.

2. Research on jade ritual vessels in the Qing Dynasty.

3. The study of porcelain in the middle of the Qing Dynasty in the NmG area and the problem of its distribution in the Qing Dynasty.

Well?

It happens to be related to the batch of cultural relics brought back from xJ last week, and it is estimated that it was a temporary topic formulated after the return of Dean Ding and Professor Wu.

But what does it mean to give yourself?

After coming back that day, Dean Ding said: If you are allowed to study from graduate school, it is really a bit overkill, and there has never been a practice of selecting research assistants from the first graduate students, so I decided to let you try it first with the second graduate student...... Of course, you have to take the test, and you can't miss a single one! ”

Yes?

Li Dingan was a little confused.

Skip a level directly?

This, he really didn't expect.

"It just so happens that the National Museum and the Forbidden City are going to conduct in-depth research on these cultural relics and are ready to cooperate with us...... They have tentatively set three research directions, and this one is the one you have in hand...... It just so happened that you were more familiar with that side, so I discussed it with Ding Yuan and decided that Gao Shengdong would lead the group, and you would assist from the side......

However, he is only responsible for the day-to-day management, and you are responsible for the specific research scope, research content, thesis direction, and docking with the National Museum and the Forbidden City......"

Li Ding'an was not a little confused, but completely confused.

Isn't that what that is...... Project Leader?

And there are three of them, and then look at the title: going to NmG is just a small meaning, maybe you have to go abroad......

So, none of them are small projects!

However, he was only a freshman...... Haven't heard of it yet?

Li Dingan couldn't sit still for a while: "Professor Wu......"

"Don't worry, listen to me...... This is not a decision that Ding Yuan and I made with a pat on the head, but the meaning of He Guan and Lu Yuan......"

After a pause, Wu Xiang said again: "You forgot: Cultural Protection Center!" ”

Stunned, Li Dingan suddenly realized.

This meeting of the ministry is to make a special trip to communicate with the cultural and museum institutions of various provinces and cities, and the list of personnel will be selected by the local government first, and then submitted to the ministry for review.

But up to now, Li Dingan is still a tabula rasa, no matter which unit submits it, he has to be able to pass the trial before he sees the ghost?

Of course, there is still time, at most another month to take the exam, it is easy to take a qualification certificate, and then recommended by He Anbang or Lu Benzhi, which second-level museum to take a temporary position, even if you have the qualifications.

But it's certainly not very safe, and it's better to have a track record. And what kind of grades are more impressive than academic papers?

Li Ding'an understood at once: What He Anbang and Lu Benzhi meant was that it was best to let him publish several highly professional papers in more authoritative journals as the first author......

The road has been paved to this extent, Dean Ding and Professor Wu will definitely agree, because this is not a small project, the cooperation unit is still the National Museum and the Forbidden City, and Li Ding'an is not only the owner of these cultural relics, but also a student of the School of Cultural Museum and Archaeology, no matter from any aspect, it is to add color to the school.

So, it coincides......

How is it possible to refuse?

Li Ding'an stood up "Teng": "Professor Wu, don't worry, I will not let you down!" ”

"Well, just do your best!"

Wu Xiang nodded lightly, and looked at Gao Shengdong again, "Don't spread the word!" ”

He was referring to the phrase "Cultural Protection Center". Because in a way, this is somewhat of an internal operation......

Gao Shengdong nodded heavily, and his heart was even more imaginative.

That's the Cultural Preservation Center...... Who can enter it is not a nationally renowned scholar or expert?

However, how old is Li Dingan?

After thinking about it again, he subconsciously remembered the dragon pattern vat, Mei Lanfang's phoenix crown, Zhang Daqian's paintings, and the ritual vessels and silver books that had entered the research room of the National Museum.

Pick any one, it's enough for ordinary experts to use it as a signboard and blow it for a lifetime...... So, that's enough!

Ha ha...... Does that mean that I can hug my thighs in advance?