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Seeing that the fashion week was about to start, Hua Qing, the manager of the publicity department, made all the preparations before calling Quan Jiu to report on his work, and by the way, talked about Fang Tian.

Quan Jiu said after listening: "I know about Fang Tian. During the fashion week, you try to avoid conflicts with her. I have my own plan."

Hua Qing said hello, and then asked again: "Mr. Quan, this year is the fashion week held by the Embroidery Bureau. The theme is national embroidery, so there will be embroidery exhibits. We have an exhibition area. I will send the exhibits to your email. See if there is anything that needs to be adjusted."

Quan Jiu opened the mailbox, looked carefully, adjusted two places, and then said: "In addition, I have a long landscape embroidery work here, you send someone to get it, and exhibit it in the name of Wang Ping."

Hua Qing replied yes, and immediately sent an errand to pick up the embroidery after hanging up the phone.Then I took the embroidery and went directly to the embroidery bureau, because the personal exhibits had to be sent to the embroidery bureau for review first.

Bai Jing, as one of the organizers of this event, received Hua Qing.

The two sat down in the VIP conference room, and Hua Qing directly explained the purpose of coming, "Our boss asked me to send an embroidery work, saying that it was exhibited in the name of Wang Ping, and I would like to ask Teacher Bai to have a look."

Bai Jing said a few words politely, took the scroll from Hua Qing, took out the gloves she carried with her from her bag and put them on, then opened the scroll cover on the clean and tidy table.

After opening the lid, she was not in a hurry to take out the embroidery inside, but first observed the thickness of the embroidery, and murmured: "This is a two-meter-long embroidery, which is considered huge."

Hua Qing is also obsessed with national style embroidery, that's why she entered Yunlan Pavilion at the beginning. Although she doesn't know how to embroider, she is good at seeing

The things the boss gave must be very good, so they leaned over with curiosity and excitement, waiting for Bai Jing to unpack.

Bai Jing estimated that the work was two meters long, so she pushed another table. After putting the two together, she carefully opened the scroll and took out the embroidery from inside.

But as soon as she took out the embroidery, she was startled, held her breath in disbelief, and took out the embroidery more carefully.

It wasn't until all the [-] centimeters of embroidery was taken out that she was stunned, "This turned out to be..."

"Kesi." Hua Qing exclaimed: "This is Kesi, such a large piece of Kesi, it will take at least ten years. Quick, open it quickly." She urged impatiently.

After Bai Jing was also shocked, she let out a long breath slowly, and carefully unfolded the embroidery. In front of her eyes, a landscape of mountains and rivers shrouded in clouds and mist loomed, and the golden red light of the sunrise sprinkled on the top of the mountain. It is cold and humid, and the hazy feeling of the morning reflected in the whole work, the colors full of tension...

"so perfect."

Bai Jing couldn't even find words to describe her mood at this moment, she could only feel sincerely.

Hua Qing also greedily watched the ups and downs, not even wanting to blink.

"It's so beautiful, it's so powerful. This Kesi skill is perfect. This work is almost as good as the Kesi that Teacher Wang Huiping gave to neighboring countries."

Bai Jing was a little surprised, "Have you seen that work?"

"I made a special trip to see it. They are stored in the National Museum. That work is really beautiful, as beautiful as the current work..."

Hua Qing looked at it, and became a little confused again, "Speaking of which, the two works are so beautiful that they seem to be made by the same person."

Bai Jing nodded approvingly, thinking that she is indeed a member of Yunlan Pavilion, even if she is only a manager of the external propaganda department, she knows such a profound knowledge of embroidery.

"Indeed, unless there is another embroidery master who is as powerful as Teacher Wang Huiping in this world, this work..."

"It's Teacher Wang Huiping's work." Hua Qing added excitedly.

Bai Jing couldn't help shaking her hands, wanted to touch but didn't dare to touch, and couldn't even speak fluently, "You said it was Wang Ping, and it was given to you? Did you hear me right?"

"Our boss gave it to me. The boss said that the exhibit was in the name of Wang Ping. I'm sure I heard it right. The boss said it was Wang Ping." Hua Qing affirmed.

But why didn't she understand what Bai Jing meant, so she asked tentatively, "Teacher Bai thinks that this work is actually the work of Teacher Wang Huiping, not Wang Ping? Or, my boss gave me the wrong name?"

Bai Jing took out the magnifying glass from her bag again, looked at it carefully, and finally found the word Wang Huiping on an illusory white cloud.

She exclaimed happily, "It's really the work of Teacher Wang Huiping, here is her signature."

Bai Jing handed the magnifying glass to Hua Qing. After Hua Qing looked at it carefully, she was so excited that she got goose bumps all over her body.

"I never expected to see Teacher Wang Huiping's new work in my lifetime. This work has never been shown by her. Is it her work after she retired?" Hua Qing guessed excitedly.

"It should be that the style of the whole work is casual, joyful and relaxed, with a kind of open-mindedness. This should be a late work." Bai Jing analyzed it carefully.

Hua Qing was a little confused again, "Since it is the work of Teacher Wang Huiping, why did the boss tell me it was Wang Ping? Could it be that I missed it? I'll call again and ask."

Bai Jing nodded in agreement, "Yes, you can confirm again, if it is really Teacher Wang Huiping... Although she may have passed away based on her age, your boss may really know her. Before that, I always thought that the master of Yunlan Pavilion The embroidery stitches are the same as Teacher Wang Huiping's, so I wonder if the pavilion master is Teacher Wang's apprentice."

Hua Qing quickly dialed the phone and went out.

Quan Jiu was planning to go out for lunch when Hua Qing called again.

She answered the phone, and before asking, Hua Qing took the lead and said, "Boss, I'm sorry, is the embroidery author you mentioned earlier Teacher Wang Ping, or Teacher Wang Huiping?"

"Wang Ping, what's wrong?" Quan Jiu asked suspiciously.

Hua Qing explained: "After I showed the embroidery to Teacher Bai Jing, Teacher Bai found the signature of Teacher Wang Huiping on the work, so I called the boss to confirm whether I misheard the name."

Wang Huiping, Wang Ping.Quan Jiuyin felt that the two of them might be grandma, but the name written on grandma's ID card was Wang Ping, and she always thought grandma's name was Wang Ping.

But she knew the name of Senior Wang Huiping, a top embroidery master, could grandma be that master?But she never heard grandma talk about it.

In my impression, grandma has always been a very kind, hard-working rural old woman. How could she be a world-renowned embroidery master?

"Boss?" Hua Qing tentatively called out without hearing a voice on the other end of the phone.

Quan Jiu came back to his senses, thought for a while, and asked, "Do I have to confirm the author's name?"

Hua Qing hummed, "Works displayed in the name of individuals need to show the author's name information."

Quan Jiu understood, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then write the name 'Wang Huiping'."

Although she was a little surprised, she was basically sure that her grandma should be Wang Huiping. Although she knew the name of Teacher Wang Huiping before and even went to see his works when she was abroad, it may be that the photographic equipment was not advanced in that era. She didn't search the website for relevant news, so she didn't find out the truth.

No wonder the embroidery left by grandma is worth more than one billion.

Thinking of this, Quan Jiu was a little dumbfounded, it was really dark under the lights, and the master was right in front of her eyes, yet she hadn't noticed it all this time.