"Xi Hua, apart from the female historian, do you have any other artifacts that you want to bring back from the British Museum?"

After a while, it was Qi Feng who finally broke the silence.

Qiuxi painted a sigh of silence, and then replied: "The dragon pattern glazed tile of the Ming Dynasty." ”

In terms of value and significance, the Ming Dynasty dragon pattern glazed tiles in the British Museum are not particularly valuable, but its exquisite carving craftsmanship has always made Qiuxi paintings love.

It's a pity that in the past, she could only look at this exquisite artifact through pictures.

Qi Feng nodded, took out the memo on his phone, and added the name.

The Ming Dynasty lasted for 276 years, after 16 emperors, brilliant, decayed, and the peaks and loops turned.

The dragon pattern, as a divine beast with the ability to travel clouds and spread rain, has evolved into the image of the true dragon Son of Heaven in the form of decoration to witness all this.

And now, it has been cut into five sections by Great Britain, and it is humiliatingly displayed in a foreign land.

It's been a hundred years, and it's time for them to return home.

"Teacher Xiaofeng."

"Huh?"

Qiu Xihua was entangled for a while, and then whispered: "Can you change my name?" Just call me by my nickname. ”

Qi Feng's way of calling his name without calling his surname is neither too close nor rusty, and she felt good at first, but now she feels that it is too bland.

"Your nickname is ......"

"Drawing, that's what my parents call me."

Qiu Xihua looked away from his gaze and shouted out his nickname, which is really not an ordinary shame.

Qi Feng nodded, and said with a smile: "Paint." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he was not a close relative of Qiu Xi Painting, is it too ambiguous to call Qiu Xi Painting like this?

Qiu Xihua turned her head to look out the window and didn't respond, but Qi Feng could see that her face was red.

Just when the atmosphere became more and more beautiful, Shang Yi, who was driving the car, coughed out of place.

As if she was afraid that the two of them wouldn't hear it, she immediately hummed a song.

"Unity is strength, this strength is steel, this strength is iron ......"

Good guy, what if you still put it on hold, you two are going to show your affection in public?

Shang Yi estimated that if he didn't stop it, the two of them would have to gnaw on it later.

was so troubled by her, Qiu Xihua woke up like a dream, and felt ashamed in hindsight.

What are you doing, you actually took the initiative to take Qi Feng's hand, and let Qi Feng call him by his nickname?

Qiu Xihua didn't have the courage to go further, and hurriedly let go of the hand holding Qi Feng.

Qi Feng didn't care, and still sat calmly.

Seeing that the two converged, Shang Yi stopped humming and looked at Qi Feng with interest through the rearview mirror.

At this moment, she was a little curious, what was so special about Qi Feng, whom the chief had personally ordered to protect?

Shang Yi had some contact with Qiu Xihua before, and had a general understanding of what kind of girl she was.

Knowledgeable, polite and elegant, by no means comparable to ordinary vulgar women.

The most important thing is that Qiu Xihua's identity background is also very good, which is destined to have a very high vision.

If it's an ordinary boy, it's probably difficult for her to look at it twice.

But this Qi Feng actually has the charm to let her take the initiative to express her heart?

There is also the title of Qi Feng in the autumn evening painting, how can it have the suffix of 'teacher'?

Judging from his appearance, Qi Feng Dingtian is one or two years older than Qiu Xihua.

..........

Soon after, Northwestern University.

In the restaurant outside the school, four girls sit in a dormitory, and after the meal, they discuss the topic of studying.

One of the pretty and beautiful girls is Lin Zhiyi.

"Eh, do you know, I heard that the school will invite professors from the Yinling Research Institute to our school to give lectures in some time!"

"Really? Which professor? Or is there more than one? ”

The four women here are all students of the Department of Archaeology, and they are high-achieving students studying in 985 colleges and universities in China, so they are naturally very interested in the academic organization of the Yinling Research Institute.

After chatting a few words, a girl looked at Lin Zhiyi and teased with a smile: "Yiyi, I remember that your ambition is to join the Yinling Research Institute, right?" Why don't you ask the professor of the research institute when the time comes? ”

Lin Zhiyi rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said angrily: "Even if I go to inquire, what can I do?" ”

Becoming a member of the Northwest Yinling Institute of Archaeology is indeed the ultimate goal of her hard work.

It's just that this matter is still too far away from her at the moment.

You must know that the official members of the Yinling Research Institute are all highly respected bachelors in China, even if they are only trainee members or ordinary staff, they are all high-achieving students with master's and doctoral degrees from famous universities.

If Lin Zhiyi wants to become a member of the Yinling Research Institute, he must at least finish graduate school and get a master's degree from a prestigious school.

The three girls all shook their heads and smiled, and Lin Zhiyi said that if his knowledge was extraordinary, someone would naturally take the initiative to invite him.

If you have no achievements in the academic world, what is the use of just asking?

The three women no longer discussed this topic, but instead talked about things that they were very interested in at their age, love.

"Yiyi, how are you and Li Fuyao developing?"

"Yes, yes, yes, and the ex-boyfriend who was crazy about you complaining about, is he still harassing you now?"

Because of his good looks, Lin Zhiyi is definitely the most heterosexual boy among the four girls in the dormitory, and this kind of topic naturally becomes the center.

"Hey, don't mention them, it's not fun to think about."

Lin Zhiyi pursed his lips, obviously not interested in either of them.

A Qi Feng, with a dull personality, does not understand romance, and after breaking up, he deliberately finds beautiful beauties to disgust himself.

A Li Fuyao, with average appearance and vulgar thoughts, shows a greasy narcissism when he is given a little distance.

Lin Zhiyi was not very interested in him, and after the Northwest Museum separated, the two of them completely collapsed.

The only thing that can really make Lin Zhiyi like it is the mysterious 'him'.

Since 'he' posted on the Internet for the second time, Lin Zhiyi has been commenting below every day, hoping to attract 'him' attention and ask for contact information.

It's a pity that Lin Zhiyi has swiped dozens of comments, but has not received a reply yet.

Although it is a little sad, it is also a good thing, proving that the 'he' you like is indeed not an ordinary man, and he will not be moved by just a few photos.

If 'he' quickly agrees to meet with him and then develops a relationship quickly, Lin Zhiyi will be disappointed in 'him'.

"Trust me to impress him with my perseverance!"

Lin Zhiyi snorted, took out his mobile phone and continued to comment on 'him'.

By the way, private messages should also be sent, and there will be many of them.

Just as Lin Zhiyi was happily swiping the comments, the roommate next to him suddenly let out a soft sigh.

"Yiyi, look, isn't that your ex-boyfriend?"

“...... Dig the groove! The car parked in front of him seems to be the bus of the Yinling Research Institute? ”