Qingtian: Hello girl, if you call me, call me Feng Qi

I can't answer some of your questions, and I also think that I am just an ordinary person, not worthy of knowing or admiring.

You and I have never met, and we have only known each other through a few paragraphs, so I think that the girl should cherish the people around her more than me.

The last thing I want to say is that you are a very beautiful girl, you don't need to be stuck in the past, you can live a more wonderful life.

“......”

After reading this reply for the first time, Lin Zhiyi's head couldn't turn around.

After carefully reviewing it for the second time, she suddenly came back to her senses, and she was both a little moved and a little happy in her heart.

Although he didn't ask for Feng Qi's contact information, the other party's answer was so serious that it was like a letter, which was enough to prove that he valued himself.

Also, to be able to write this polite and elegant reply, Feng Qi behind him is definitely an elegant and easy-going person, and he is not young, and his personality is mature and stable.

is like a girl, Lin Zhiyi is really the first time she has heard it in reality since she was a child, and she feels very happy inexplicably.

"Cherish the people around you more? Don't have to dwell on the past? ”

"Does he want me to go back and cherish Qi Feng, or does he want me not to care about Qi Feng?"

"I know, he must have comforted me out of this past!"

Lin Zhiyi had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he reviewed this reply repeatedly like a treasure.

Now, she is not discouraged by the rejection at all, but has a stronger curiosity about Feng Qi.

What does such a charismatic man look like in reality?

A person like him, even if his facial features are not very good, can he fascinate people with his temperament alone, right?

Lin Zhiyi thought about it for a long time, and sent several messages to Feng Qi.

Lin Lan: Mr. Feng Qi, thank you!

Lin Lan: Can we add a contact information, I hope to ask you in the future

Lin Zhiyi stared at the phone with anticipation, but unfortunately he didn't get a reply for a long time.

Because Qi Feng didn't have time to look at his phone, he was heading to the school's conference room.

In fact, even if he saw it, he didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore.

Soon after, in the conference room.

Qi Feng met with Dong Rui, the president of Northwest University, and also met with other long-established industry insiders, as well as a number of high-level executives, including Qiu Dongliang.

Qiu Xihua also came, but she didn't interject in this meeting, mainly as an auditor to study.

Many of the people present knew about Qiuxi paintings, so naturally they wouldn't say anything.

After going through the process of getting to know each other, everyone talked about the protection plan of cultural relics.

Among the many cultural relics brought back by Qi Feng, the most important of them is the female history of Zhentu.

Paper longevity is 1,000 years, silk longevity is 800.

Nowadays, this earliest surviving silk painting in China has long been very fragile, and it cannot even withstand strong light for a long time, and if it is not maintained, it may disappear from the world in the near future.

"In my opinion, let's reduce the exhibition time, back then, Qiu seniors went to Great Britain to restore the female history map, and today's female history map can last for a long time, what we have to do in recent years is to protect it, and the restoration can be relieved for the time being."

"What I said is that if I do it rashly, it will hurt the female Shi Zhentu, mainly because I have been busy dealing with school affairs in the past few years, and my repair skills are a little rusty......"

Dong Rui shook her head and sighed, after becoming the president of Northwest University, she had not done the restoration of cultural relics for a long time.

"Okay, I'll go back and draw up the exhibition time for the female historian."

Qiu Dongliang nodded, he had already had this intention, but because many netizens came to visit the female history of Zhentu, it was not easy to make a decision.

After chatting about the protection plan of many precious cultural relics, everyone talked about the academic knowledge of cultural relics restoration.

Qiu Xihua suddenly cheered up, and even took out a small notebook to record.

However, she had only learned about this industry in the past, and had not formally studied it, and she could only listen to the conversation of this group of bigwigs.

What are the framing techniques of the past dynasties and what special materials for restoration, most of the Qiuxi paintings only know such a term, and they don't know what the specific role is.

Especially when Qi Feng was talking to her mother, she had a feeling of dizziness when she listened to all kinds of complex and detailed knowledge, and she didn't know what important points to remember.

In the middle of the night, the meeting ended.

It wasn't until Qi Feng reminded him that the autumn evening painting was like waking up from a dream.

"Paint, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, my head is up."

Qiu Xihua looked at the notes in the notebook, still recalling some knowledge he had learned earlier.

Today's audit study made her truly understand that the restoration of cultural relics is not as elegant and noble as imagined, but a kind of dirty work that tests patience.

If you want to reach the level of your mother Dong Rui, you don't know how much hardship you have to endure and how much effort you have to put in in the future.

However, she will not back down because of this, after all, she is not pursuing the lofty level of cultural relics restoration, but does not want many precious historical relics to disappear into the world.

After the two separated, Dong Rui came over, she looked at the back of Qi Feng leaving, and asked curiously: "Painting, what is your relationship with this Mr. Qi Feng?" ”

Qiu Xihua's eyes dodged for a moment, and then he said casually: "Friend, friend." ”

Dong Rui was stunned for a moment when she saw this, and then showed a meaningful gaze.

"Mom, we're really just friends! I ......"

"Okay, okay, I want to ask if you have worshiped this Mr. Qi Feng as a teacher? Haven't you always wanted to learn about conservation? ”

Qiu Xihua's face turned red when she heard this, and she hurriedly replied: "There is no apprenticeship, Teacher Xiaofeng said that we are more like friends, but he will still teach me with the most rigorous attitude." ”

"It's okay, draw, follow him and learn hard, your future will not be bad."

Dong Rui nodded, her eyes revealing some emotion.

Seeing her mother with such an expression, Qiu Xihua couldn't help but be stunned, and asked curiously: "Mom, is Mr. Xiaofeng's cultural relics restoration level very high?" ”

"Above me."

The simple four words instantly made Qiuxi painting like a lightning strike.

She knew that Qi Feng might be powerful, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

What is the role of her mother, the most authoritative cultural relics restoration expert in the northwest, who has restored several rare treasures for the country.

Now, just through some academic discussion, can he make his mother decisively admit that he is not as good as Qi Feng?

You must know that her mother has been in this business for more than 20 years, and Qi Feng is in her early twenties.

Could it be that Qi Feng worshipped under the master since he could remember, and then systematically studied the restoration of cultural relics?

"Of course, the most important thing in the restoration of cultural relics is the ability to get started, and the theoretical knowledge is stronger than mine, but the practical level is still unknown."

Dong Rui coughed dryly and hurriedly saved a little dignity for herself in front of her daughter.