Chapter Twenty-Seven: Cutting Paper for Three Months
"Leave the rest alone, tell me quickly, who is he?"
Le Zhengxuan's face was ugly, and in the face of an existence that might exceed his control, he lost his previous calmness at this moment.
Qiu Xihua had a calm face and said coldly: "Who he is, it has nothing to do with you." ”
"Also, Le Zhengxuan, if you want to stay in the United States all the time and not do your job, why do you want to return to China?"
Le Zhengxuan's face suddenly collapsed, and he sighed: "Ah Qiu, didn't I say that I will return to China for you?" ”
"And I'm not unprofessional, I don't have a good job in the United States, not to mention my small achievements over there, and I have successfully joined a very strong team and made a lot of talented people."
Qiu Xihua smiled, pushed the wheelchair and turned away.
A small achievement? Capable people?
At most, I started a company to make a little money and met some fox friends, right?
Le Zhengxuan's reputation in the circle for not learning and not knowing how to do it is well known, and even Le Zhengxuan's family has been disappointed in him, who would believe that he can make a big career.
Le Zhengxuan hurriedly chased after him, and said aggrievedly: "Ah Qiu, after so many years, can't you be gentle with me?" ”
He said as he held the wheelchair from behind, trying to push Qiu Xihua away.
"Leave me!!"
Qiu Xihua gave a cold drink, which startled Le Zhengxuan, and he hurriedly let go of his hands.
He was shocked in his heart, although Qiu Xihua had resisted this kind of move in the past, but the reaction was not so great.
Now the attitude of Qiu Xihua's painting is like Le Zhengxuan is a plague god who is hated by thousands of people.
In this case, let alone asking Qi Feng's identity, I'm afraid he will be scolded if he says anything more.
Le Zhengxuan was both aggrieved and annoyed, but he didn't dare to turn his face in front of the autumn and evening pictures, so he could only follow behind without saying a word.
A moment later, he followed the autumn evening painting to the museum's cultural relics restoration room.
Inside, there is a cracked ceramic statue and a simple silk painting, which are precious cultural relics that need to be restored by the museum this time.
Qi Feng stood in the middle, chatting with the museum's cultural relics restorers to prepare for this restoration work.
Restoring cultural relics is not a simple task, and he needs the museum's knowledgeable masters to help him complete it faster.
After determining the restoration materials and procedures, Qi Feng and others prepared to start washing the painting today, and first restored this Dunhuang silk painting from the Tang Dynasty.
As for ceramics, this is not Qi Feng's strong point, so it would be more appropriate to invite Dong Rui over another day.
"Alas, these dog-day foreigners don't know our Chinese framing and restoration techniques, but also have to be clever enough to hurt our precious Dunhuang silk paintings like this."
"Yes, thanks to some stupid shortcomings in China, I still think that the British Museum has protected our Chinese cultural relics very well."
When Buddhism flourished in the Tang Dynasty, Dunhuang painters not only painted on the stone walls of the caves, but also painted their beliefs and devotion on plain silk.
In that year, the cave was opened by a Taoist priest, and a Briton directly bought 24 boxes of Dunhuang manuscripts and 5 boxes of silk paintings and silk fabrics at a low price of four horseshoe silver.
Today, there are hundreds of Dunhuang silk paintings in Great Britain's collection, and this is only the first one that Qi Feng has brought back.
In the fifties of the last century, Great Britain began to frame these Dunhuang silk paintings, but they did not have the restoration skills of ancient Chinese silk paintings, but only roughly pasted all the silk paintings on hard paper similar to kraft paper.
Silk is a flexible material, and when Great Britain pasted silk on hard paper, it was not unfolded enough or too much, resulting in the deformation of many bodhisattvas' faces and bodies.
Now, many years later, trying to make it look perfect is indeed a big project.
Listening to the discussions of many cultural relics restoration masters, Le Zhengxuan's face was full of confusion.
Obviously speaking Mandarin, I can understand every word, how can it be so complicated to put it together?
What restoration, what material, the young man in front of him of the same age as himself, shouldn't he be a cultural relics restorer?
Qiu Xihua also pushed the wheelchair over, expectantly: "Teacher Xiaofeng, what should I do?" ”
Qi Feng pondered for a while, and replied, "Draw, you can watch and learn from the side, and I will teach you some theoretical knowledge during this time." ”
"Okay."
Qiu Xihua sighed lightly, although she knew that she was not qualified to help, she was still inevitably a little disappointed.
After all, just watching from the sidelines made her feel less engaged.
Qi Feng smiled when he saw this, and then said, "Don't think you can be idle, I may assign you some homework during the study process." ”
Qiu Xihua is now only a beginner, and it may take all his attention to follow him to listen to the lectures, not to mention participating in more complex processes.
"Homework?"
"Yes, let's start with a simple paper cut."
Qiu Xi painting was stunned when he heard this, cutting paper can also be regarded as homework?
"Teacher Xiaofeng, how long do I have to cut the paper every day, and how many days will it last in total?"
"No less than forty-five minutes a day, cut for three months."
Hearing this, Qiu Xihua didn't know what to say, and inexplicably had some grievances.
In terms of conservation, practising paper cutting is like practising how to hold a pen for primary school students.
And Qi Feng actually let her practice paper cutting for three months, which is simply treating her as a child with intellectual problems.
"Teacher Xiaofeng, I ......"
Qiu Xihua was trying to fight for something more difficult, but he paused in the middle of speaking.
What kind of person Qi Feng is, how could he not know how simple it is to cut paper, but he still assigned the homework of cutting paper for three months.
Is it true that he just looks down on himself?
Qiu Xihua looked up at Qi Feng and found that he didn't mean to explain, just looked at himself with a smile.
The master who was deeply involved in the restoration of cultural relics did not interrupt, but his eyes revealed the recognition of Qi Feng.
Qiu Xihua quickly reacted, and said with a serious expression: "I will work hard to complete my homework!" ”
Yes, it is not good to practice holding a pen, at most the writing is crooked, but cutting paper is related to the restoration of ancient paintings.
The thousand-year-old paintings, how precious and fragile, the restoration process cannot tolerate a single error.
If you can't even do the basic skills, if you don't even have the patience to practice paper cutting, how can you touch these precious cultural relics?
Fortunately, he didn't complain or anything, otherwise he would definitely disappoint Qi Feng.
"Teacher Xiaofeng?"
Le Zhengxuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and now that he has watched the play, he has gradually realized one thing.
Qi Feng doesn't seem to have a very noble status, and he can get the respect of the museum staff purely because he has some cultural relics restoration skills.
Qi Feng can have a close relationship with Qiuxi paintings, and it is only because of the restoration of cultural relics.
Le Zhengxuan has known Qiuxi painting for a long time, and clearly remembers that she has always wanted to learn about cultural relics restoration.
Thinking about this, Le Zhengxuan couldn't help laughing, he thought that Qi Feng was some kind of super big man.
Le Zhengxuan admitted that at this age, Qi Feng is indeed a bit capable of having the ability to restore cultural relics that impresses Qiu Dongliang.
But in front of him, Qi Feng was just an ordinary person with a bit of tricks.
has no identity background, and dares to rob a woman with him Le Zhengxuan?