Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's Horror
Busy until the afternoon, everyone completed the work of washing the painting core, revealing the life paper, repairing the painting core, etc., and the next step was to starch the painting core and other core processes.
However, considering that Qi Feng still has his studies to juggle, today's restoration work can only end here.
"Mr. Qi, I almost forgot, you are still a student."
Qiu Dongliang shook his head and sighed, whether it was words and deeds, or knowledge and experience, Qi Feng did not look like a twenty-year-old young man at all.
"Mr. Qi, why don't you discuss with the school another day and let you finish your studies as soon as possible?"
"Isn't that okay?"
Qi Feng was stunned, he understood what Qiu Dongliang meant, and went backstage to get his graduation certificate in advance.
Qiu Dongliang waved his hand and said with a smile: "What's wrong with this?" Isn't your knowledge enough to finish your studies early? And you should have been studying at the school for more than three years, right? β
"Even if you don't get your diploma directly, cut back on your classes so you have plenty of time to do other things."
In the previous two academic discussions, Qi Feng's knowledge can be said to be at the level of an old professor, and it is completely condescending for him to stay in school.
Moreover, Qi Feng often has to go abroad to get back cultural relics and restore cultural relics for museums, so he can't let his studies delay time.
"Alright then, it's up to you."
Qi Feng nodded, in fact, even if he didn't have special help, he could have graduated early on his own.
Now he has met the credit standard, never retook courses during his time in school, and can easily pass exams and everything, but he is short of completing his graduation thesis ahead of schedule.
After a little greeting, Qi Feng said goodbye to everyone and prepared to drive back to Northwest University with Qiu Xihua.
Just as he was about to get in the car and leave, Le Zhengxuan, who didn't have much presence during the whole process, suddenly came over.
Le Zhengxuan put his arm around Qi Feng's shoulders and said with a smile: "Brother, I have two words I want to tell you, can you come over for a while?" β
"With me?"
Qi Feng looked puzzled and glanced at the autumn evening painting next to him.
When he was in the cultural relics restoration room before, judging from Le Zhengxuan's performance, he should be a friend of Qiu Xihua and knew Qiu Dongliang.
Qiu Xihua's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "Teacher Xiaofeng, don't care about him, let's go." β
"Oh, Aqiu, I just want to talk to him, what are you doing."
"Le Zhengxuan! How far do you give me, how far do you roll! β
Qiu Xi quickly realized that something was wrong after shouting, he was still in front of Qi Feng, how could he be so out of shape.
"Teacher Xiaofeng, I ......"
"Forget it, I'll tell him a few words, it won't be much delayed."
Qi Feng didn't want to stiffen the atmosphere because of this kind of thing, so he waved his hand and interrupted the autumn evening painting.
Qiu Xi smiled apologetically, feeling a little helpless and disgusted with Le Zhengxuan.
To be honest, in the face of a fool like Le Zhengxuan, who lacks a string in his head, it is difficult for her to remain rational all the time even if she has a good upbringing.
From the time Le Zhengxuan proposed to talk to Qi Feng alone, she had already guessed what this idiot was going to say.
After walking away with his back to Qiu Xihua, Le Zhengxuan put away his smile and said lightly: "Boy, do you know who she is?" β
"She? Do you mean to paint? β
Qi Feng frowned slightly, not knowing why.
In fact, he doesn't have much affection for Le Zhengxuan.
After entering the museum, Qi Feng noticed the exceptionally alternative Le Zhengxuan.
He is obviously wearing a neat suit, but he feels like a street slicker.
At that time, when the masters were working rigorously, Le Zhengxuan always came up to ask inexplicable questions, forcibly finding a sense of existence for himself, or Qiuxi painting drove him away.
Unable to find a sense of existence, he was playing with his mobile phone on his legs next to him, and he didn't know what to do, anyway, he just stayed in the museum and didn't leave.
Qi Feng's impression of him is very simple, a gentleman with a loose personality.
"Don't play dumb for me!"
Le Zhengxuan's eyes widened, and the hand holding Qi Feng's shoulder became harder.
As soon as he finished speaking, he hurriedly looked back at the autumn painting with a gloomy face, as if he was afraid of being heard by the autumn evening painting.
"Well, I know who she is."
Qi Feng can probably understand what Le Zhengxuan means, that is, whether he knows the identity and background of Qiu Xi's painting.
"That's right, you should know very well that she is not an ordinary person, not everyone can think about her."
"I came to talk to you a few words because I want to tell you that people must be self-aware."
The corners of Le Zhengxuan's mouth hooked up a smile again, and there was no lack of threat in his eyes.
Qi Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then turned his head to look at Le Zhengxuan.
Good fellow, he didn't expect to encounter such a clichΓ© routine in his lifetime.
Seeing Qi Feng's strange expression, Le Zhengxuan suddenly felt annoyed, and said coldly: "Since you know who Ah Qiu is, then you also have to know who I am." β
"Boy, I can tell you clearly that the height I can reach when I am born is the apex that you can hardly reach by cultivating cultural relics in your lifetime."
Hearing this, Qi Feng couldn't help frowning.
Indeed, he had long guessed that Le Zhengxuan's identity was not simple.
This guy can come and go in and out of the museum workplace, and he is hated by Qiu Xihua and dares to follow behind, proving that the energy behind him may not be weaker than the Qiu family.
However, that doesn't mean Qi Feng will be intimidated.
"Young man, painting is not a girl you can catch up with by this means."
Qi Feng shook his head and sighed, not wanting to waste time with Le Zhengxuan again.
At this moment, for Le Zhengxuan, he is not so much disgusted as disappointed.
If the descendants of the country are all in this style, how can China prosper?
It would be okay if Le Zhengxuan was really an ordinary street slicker, but he wasn't.
It is conceivable that what would he do if it was not Qi Feng standing here, but a young boy who had no support?
If Le Zhengxuan really makes a move, I am afraid that he can make people disappear into the world silently.
It's horrible to think about it.
"You ......"
Le Zhengxuan wanted to say something, but saw Qi Feng tear off his hand and turned away.
Le Zhengxuan's eyes were round with anger, and he was afraid that this was a public place, and the autumn evening painting was still present, so he could only hold back the blue tendons on his forehead.
Seeing Qi Feng driving away with the autumn evening painting, Le Zhengxuan directly laughed angrily.
Well, very good, he has grown so big, it is the first time that he has been deflated in front of ordinary people.
Mr. Xiaofeng, right?
When I find out your background, I'm going to make your whole family pay for it.
Inside the car, Qiu Xihua's face was full of apologies, and he stopped talking.
"Don't worry, it's okay."
Qi Feng drove the car and didn't look back.
For Le Zhengxuan, he is not worried, not to mention anything else for the time being, Qi Feng Ke also has the ability to defy the sky in the system.
Although the two active skills of the current system are only used by Qi Feng to retrieve artifacts, it does not mean that they can only be used to retrieve artifacts.
A space twist and turn, and an elimination of its own quality, is simply a bug in this world.
If you want to move him, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky.