"it?!"

Rao is Qi Feng's temperament, and he was also taken aback, and subconsciously stepped on the accelerator.

Fortunately, the performance of the sports car is relatively good, and his reaction is also very fast, which only makes the two feel some obvious push back feeling.

Qi Feng stabilized his emotions and said in surprise: "Painting, are you joking with me?" ”

The Order of the Republic, what a privilege?

After the establishment of this award, it is the highest honor in China, and there are only nine winners so far.

Yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice, Sun Jiadong, the father of satellites, and Tu Youyou, the first Nobel laureate in medicine in China......

The above characters are all ancient and modern, and they have been there for centuries.

In his previous life, Qi Feng fought all his life for the cause of cultural relics research, and he also received many respects and honors, but he never thought that he could be compared with this level of national soldiers.

It is hard to imagine that one day Qi Feng walked into the People's Hall and asked the gentleman to crown the medal of the Republic with his own hands.

This honor alone is enough to make the five or even ten generations of Qifeng's descendants receive the attention of the whole of China, and I am enough to be recorded in textbooks and circulated for thousands of years.

"How can it be a joke, Teacher Xiaofeng, don't you know how much you have contributed to Huaxia?"

"After all, it's just a matter of getting back a few cultural relics, right?"

Qi Feng's expression was in a trance, and he seriously counted the deeds he had made in the past two years.

Take back a number of national treasures such as the female history proverbial map and the funeral post, and then help the Yinling Research Institute dig up the Xuanyuan Sword, the treasure of the ages.

Promote the implementation of the cultural relics promotion plan, restore cultural relics in the Northwest Museum free of charge, and impart advanced cultural relics restoration knowledge to future generations......

Well, Qi Feng made a little contribution, but even so, he didn't think he could win such a major award.

The Order of the Republic, this is not a certificate printed by the primary school teacher himself, nor is it a small saffron sticker bought by a kindergarten teacher, but the highest honor in China.

How many old bachelors with great achievements in China have not won this award, how can he be crowned with such an honor?

"How many? Where are the pieces? That's tens of thousands, and many of them are national treasures! ”

Donating a few cultural relics is naturally nothing, but donating a bunch of national treasures is not quite the same.

"Teacher Xiaofeng, have you counted, in just the past two years, the cultural relics that have returned to China through your hands have exceeded a trillion in value just by counting the money!"

"Shangyuan is a third-tier city, and the city's annual GDP is less than 500 billion!"

Moreover, most of the cultural relics cannot be measured in money, so you can imagine what kind of concept Qi Feng is.

Qiu Xi's face was full of solemnity, and he said seriously: "Therefore, such a Xiaofeng teacher was almost stabbed to death by the student gangsters in Shangyuan, of course, it will cause a big sensation." ”

"The Order of the Republic award, Teacher Xiaofeng is also eligible for it!"

Nowadays, Qi Feng has already played a pivotal role in the domestic cultural relics industry, and museum directors of the older generation, such as Qiu Dongliang and Nie Yong, have to respectfully shout Mr. Qi.

But he himself didn't notice it at all?

After listening to the explanation of Qiu Xihua, Qi Feng stopped talking, and his expression became a little complicated.

Could it be that he will really be awarded the Order of the Republic?

It sounds like a joy to be fought, but does he really deserve such supreme honor?

Seeing He Qifeng's expression, Qiu Xihua suddenly guessed what he was thinking, and sighed helplessly.

"Teacher Xiaofeng, don't think about it, it's just a possibility."

"Considering your age and the inconvenience of your identity to be made public, there is a high probability that the award will be postponed."

For such an award, everyone else is ecstatic, but Qi Feng is sincerely afraid of it.

How could he not be qualified for the highest honor?

Qi Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, although he really wanted to get such an honor, he still felt that it was a little early.

Even if he wins the award now, Qi Feng will not feel much joy, and even feel a little hot.

If one day, Qi Feng really thinks that he is qualified enough and walks into the people's hall with his head held high, then he will feel truly relieved and happy, right?

"Of course, even if it is postponed temporarily, as long as Mr. Xiaofeng is still contributing to Huaxia, he will get this award sooner or later."

"Hmm."

Qi Feng nodded and smiled.

At this moment, he has more motivation than ever to get the artifacts back.

For the sake of Huaxia, he will go further and further on this road.

Of course, it is not to fight for honor, but to return all the cultural relics that should be returned to China.

Honors are awarded only when you deserve them, not on purpose.

.........

After returning to Changning, it was already afternoon.

Qiu Xi still wanted to have dinner with Qi Feng before parting, but Qi Feng politely refused, he still had something to do.

Although Qiu Xi painting was puzzled, he could only agree.

Now that Qi Feng has not returned to Northwest University, and the teaching of cultural relics in Northwest China will have to start again in a few days, what is Qi Feng's important business to do?

He wants to see Shen Miaomiao, he has to do it as soon as possible.

In the previous life, Shen Miaomiao was diagnosed with stomach cancer, and it was only a little more than a year since now.

Qi Feng had been worried when he was hospitalized in Shangyuan that Shen Miaomiao might have cancer.

So when he returned to Changning, the first thing he had to do was to take Shen Miaomiao to the hospital for a check-up, first to make sure that she would not die a year later.

After greeting Shen Miaomiao on WeChat, Qi Feng had no intention of resting, and immediately drove to Northwest University.

About an hour later, Northwestern University.

When dinner time came, Shen Miaomiao simply waited for Qi Feng in the cafeteria and had dinner with him later.

"This guy is coming to school to see me at such a late hour?"

Shen Miaomiao looked at the chat messages on her mobile phone, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

In fact, she also wanted to be like Qiu Xihua, running over early to greet Qi Feng and celebrate Qi Feng's discharge from the hospital.

But this simple act is a big burden for her.

Delays in studying, as well as travel expenses, are all problems.

Originally, Shen Miaomiao was still a little regretful, but she didn't expect Qi Feng to take the initiative to come to her.

Just as Shen Miaomiao was staring at the phone screen, a boy's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Shen Miaomiao, what are you doing sitting here?"