Before Ren Zixian walked back to the laboratory, he heard Professor Mo Wen standing at the door and making a phone call, and the voice resounded almost through the entire floor.

"Is this our job? Just do it for us?! It's our turn to do this?! Seeing her coming, Professor Mo Wen waved her hand angrily and asked her to hurry in.

"What's going on?" Ren Zixian sat down and asked Qin Yiyi.

"That's right," Qin Yiyi's news is obviously much more well-informed than Ren Zixian, "It is the project of this appreciation meeting, and the cultural relics restoration factory temporarily added a tricky job, which is said to be a former Sui black-bottom painted lacquer coffin dug up by Fengjing. ”

"Lacquered coffin?"

"Yes," Fang He turned his head and said, "We don't have a lacquerware group in Wenxiu, so we couldn't do this for us originally, but the Cultural Relics Restoration Factory designated Professor Mo Wen to do it, saying that calligraphy and painting are the same as coffin restoration." Isn't this just nonsense? ”

It is possible to restore other antiquities, but the lacquer coffin is huge, because the entire body will basically be eroded if exposed for a long time.

What's more, lacquer painting has to go through dozens of processes, such as one-color lacquer, cover lacquer, lacquer, gold, pile paint, fill paint, and carve and fill...... None of these things can be handled easily.

Not to mention that they are studying calligraphy and painting restoration, even if they are really students who study lacquerware, there is no guarantee that they will really do a good job in the face of such a huge restoration work.

The entire Mowen Research Laboratory is a layman for the restoration of lacquerware, and the interlacing is like a mountain, where can it be mixed up?

Professor Mo Wen's voice still came: "No! I definitely wouldn't agree to risk an artifact of such high value! What's more, you can send it to the Fengjing laboratory, although they don't have a lacquerware group but they do have a wood group, no matter how much better than us. ”

"Professor Mo Wen, you also know that we can't refuse the project of the Cultural Repair Factory, not to mention that the principal of Yanda has already nodded, it's not that you can change it if you don't agree," the voice on the phone also became louder, "This matter is already a certainty, at least the attitude must be put out." ”

Putting on an attitude means hanging under the name of Professor Mo Wen, and finding a random student to take the blame.

"Nonsense!" Professor Mo Wen's chest rose and fell in anger, "The students I have carefully cultivated are not for you to take the blame for!" ”

Fang He came over: "Actually, this matter is very easy to understand, originally Wen Xiu was Mo Yu, and the two teachers were divided, and everyone was still peaceful, but now Professor Yu Xinyi has been left out in the cold, and only Professor Mo Wen is outstanding. The above wants to frustrate his spirit, but he is afraid that there will be the principal among them. ”

"Say what!" Professor Mo Wen stepped in with a cold face, and saw that his face was abnormally red.

Ren Zixian's expression froze, and when his gaze went down, Professor Mo Wen's hand trembled unconsciously.

"Do your own thing! Don't interject about things you shouldn't interject! After that, he turned around, and before he walked out of the door, he saw him holding his heart, panting, and falling straight down.

Ren Zixian was closest to him and noticed that something was wrong, and reacted the fastest to hold Professor Mo Wen up: "Call 120!" ”

She laid Professor Mowen flat and made him lie on the ground for first aid.

The incident happened suddenly, Qin Yiyi obviously didn't react, and when she heard Ren Zixian's words, she remembered and took out her mobile phone and called the emergency number.

The news that Professor Mo Wen had fallen ill because of a project spread widely, and many students watched when he was taken away by ambulance.

It was hung up on the forum that night, and it was deleted in less than half an hour.

Ren Zixian took the materials of the lacquered coffin and checked the materials in the library for an afternoon.

The information brought by the cultural relics restoration factory is very complete, the coffin of the pre-Ming Dynasty, and the owner of the tomb is a famous eunuch.

The natural lacquer on the whole coffin has obviously fallen off, and it was originally able to survive in the ground, but in the early days of cultural preservation, this lacquer coffin was discarded at will, so the mold inside came into contact with the air, and directly exploded explosively, covering the entire coffin.

The coffin is a 4-layer set of coffins, made of catalpa wood, the inner wall is painted with vermilion, and the appearance is different, so the coffin can not be removed and only the lacquer painting part is retained.

There is mold inside that penetrates the texture, and there is dirt on the outside.

How to deal with the mold on it has become a major and tricky project.

It's no wonder that the restoration plant sees it as a hot potato.

Qin Yiyi knew that Ren Zixian wanted to do the project of the cultural relics restoration factory, and saw her soaking in the library to find materials for lacquer paintings, but this was obviously not a job she could take.

"The reason why Professor Mo Wen has not accepted it is also because this project is not pleasing at all," Qin Yiyi leaned on the bookcase with his hands and said, "If you do it, you know people well, and if you don't do it well, we will take the blame." I know you want to work in a cultural relics restoration factory, but you also have to pick a good project to get ahead, and you can't send it to others as cannon fodder. ”

"I know." Ren Zixian closed the book, "It's one thing to be difficult to repair, but don't you think it's strange why you went all the way to send the lacquered coffin to Yandalai?" ”

Qin Yiyi shrugged: "Who knows about the above things?" It's not something you and I can inquire about. ”

By the time Ren Zixian left the library, it was almost ten o'clock, and Qin Yiyi had already left.

Lin Qingsong didn't call and send a message, he probably wouldn't go back to eat, so he held the package and prepared to try his luck with Professor Xu again.

Professor Xu is still dressed as a student, sitting in the same place and reading a book.

"Professor Xu, are you planning to receive the package today?" Let yourself ask directly.

After so many times, Ren Zixian understood that Xu Xuanming didn't want to accept this package at all.

If she just put it down and left the first time, then this package should be lost before 'Xu Xuanming' got it.

I don't take over, but I don't refuse outright.

Xu Xuanming glanced at her: "Don't accept it, take it back." ”

Ren Zixian didn't ask much, and turned around with the courier.

"Don't you ask?" Xu Xuanming's voice came from behind him, and he gently closed the book, "You're just a package, because I don't take one trip and don't bother?" ”

Ren Zixian turned around: "Then professor, do you accept it?" ”

"Interesting." Xu Xuanming glanced at the time, "Let's go, the teacher invites you to have a meal." ”

Xu Xuanming asked Ren Zixian to choose a restaurant not far from the school.

The dishes are all home-cooked, the price is fair, the amount is large, and the tube is full, so there are often students who patronize it.

When Ren Zixian and Xu Xuanming went in, there were only one or two tables left still eating, and it seemed that the boss was about to close.

The two of them ordered food and sat down.

"Do you know why Teacher Yu Xinyi asked you to send it one by one?" Xu Xuanming washed the cup and poured himself a cup of tea.

Ren Zixian shook his head, Xu Xuanming did not go around the pass, and directly said the reason: "She took a fancy to the single qualification of the cultural cultivation competition in my hand." ”

As it sees, the Cultural Relics Restoration Competition is a large-scale competition led by the Cultural Affairs Bureau and the Cultural Heritage Restoration Factory in recent years.

In the context of policies paying more and more attention to cultural export and rejuvenation, such large-scale competitions have naturally attracted wide attention from all walks of life.

It can be said that so far, there is no more valuable game than this.

If a student can break through the provincial selection and enter the national competition, then not only will he be qualified for graduate school, but even the Cultural Relics Restoration Factory and the Cultural Bureau will exempt him from the written examination.

Many professors will also write the ranking on the cultural relics restoration competition as a plus.

The competition is divided into individual competition and team competition.

Since Professor Mo Wen is a gold medal professor of the University, he can only lead the team to participate in the team competition under pressure and give up the quota for the individual competition.

Xu Xuanming didn't know where to take out a pack of spicy noodles and ate it by himself: "Originally, Professor Yu could also recommend it, but she is in an awkward situation now, so she can only ask me to give you this quota." ”

The number of places in the competition is very limited, in addition to Professor Mo Wen's recommendation qualifications, only Professor Xu Xuanming has a recommended place in his hand, no wonder Professor Yu Xinyi did not hesitate to pull down his face to ask Xu Xuanming.

I have to admit that this is a good opportunity, and if she can get Professor Xu Xuanming's recommendation, it will greatly save her time.

"But ......," Professor Xu Xuanming changed his words, "no matter how beautiful your resume is, you are also a newcomer in terms of cultural cultivation, wouldn't it be a shame for me to recommend a newcomer?" ”

"That's not a reason." Ren Zixian nodded, "There should be a reason why you can't recommend me." ”

"Of course there is," Xu Xuanming put down the spicy strips and stopped going around in circles with her, "That's why you don't deserve it." ”

Ren Zixian is not angry.

Xu Xuanming: "As a student of microbiology, you dare to enter the liberal arts major after listening to a few classes in your junior year, do you think that any garbage in our liberal arts major can enter?" You're just a playful sister, so why bother to suffer this sin? Anyway, you won't be able to do it soon, so why don't you just drop out. ”

Ren Zixian picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a clip of bean sprouts for himself: "How do you know that I will not be doing it soon?" ”

Xu Xuanming snorted coldly: "Do you think no one knows?" You and I both know what the relationship between you and President Lin is, you didn't catch up with the graduate school entrance examination last year, and it was the relationship that Lin found that stuffed you in. I hate people like you who take shortcuts the most in my life. Do you think it's bad if you play tickets and change to another major? What we do here is related to the lives of cultural relics, which is the root of our ancestors! It's not for fun! ”

Xu Xuanming spoke very bluntly, he followed his master to dig in the field when he was more than ten years old, and now he has become the youngest professor in the field of cultural relics protection and restoration.

I heard my master say that when the problem of food and clothing was just solved, this discipline had not yet formed a system, and there was a shortage of repair talents, and the top did not pay attention to it, so many inexperienced workers were sent to do excavation and repair.

The list goes on and on, such as applying wall paint directly to a mural or tying steel nails into a clay sculpture.

There are also many because of the lack of inherited craftsmanship, so far they have not been able to recover to the original.

Every time Xu Xuanming couldn't help but sigh, how many good things left by the ancestors were ruined like this.

So he hates Ren Ziidle, a halfway monk's 'playing ticket', what is the scourge of this group of playthings?