Reborn 1980, I amaze the world by picking up scraps

It has to be said that Zhang Zhihui's emotional intelligence is not generally high. Before Li Fengxia opened her mouth, he directly told Li Fengxia not to worry and not to interfere with her debts, saying that he would definitely be able to solve it.

"Fengxia, don't worry about me, I will definitely have a solution, this debt is nothing to me.

The worst thing is, my father and brother don’t want me, that’s okay, I can still go to work.

I have arms and legs, good health, and I earn money to support you. "Zhang Zhihui was arrogant and full of sweet words of love.

But Li Fengxia just fell for him, "Zhihui, look what you said? You are the most important person to me, how could I ignore you?

However, the organization gave me a new task. I have to stay in the hotel to restore ancient paintings and cannot go out for these two days.

Don't get me wrong, I won't help you find a solution. "

"Restore ancient paintings? What paintings are so important?"

"The painting of Residence in Fuguichuan is the famous painting that was burned into two pieces."

"I know this painting. Fengxia, you are really amazing. You have to accept such an important task? I wonder which part you are restoring? Is it the remaining mountain or the useless scroll?" Zhang Zhihui was filled with envy.

"It's a useless volume."

The Fuguichuan Jutu was burned into two parts, one short and one long. The short part is called the remaining mountain, with only mountains and water on it, and the long part is called the useless volume.

The useless volume occupies a large area and its value is equal to the original painting.

Shengshan had appeared in the Xiangjiang market before. Zhang Zhihui's father was also considered a rich man, but in the battle for Shengshan's collection, he couldn't even compete with him.

The rest of the mountain is already so dazzling, let alone the useless volume with a larger picture.

Hearing that Li Fengxia was going to restore such a famous painting, Zhang Zhihui narrowed his eyes slightly and his voice became much gentler.

"In this case, you should go to bed early. Work is the most important thing. You have to be careful about your health. I will have someone give you sugar water."

"Zhihui, what about your debt?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll figure it out myself. Good night! Dream about me."

The more Zhang Zhihui said this, the more moved Li Fengxia was. When she put down the phone, her heart was beating fast, her face was red and her ears were hot. Zhang Zhihui was so considerate, how could she deserve him?

Her heart was in turmoil, and she wanted to find someone to talk to, but Yuanni didn't understand her feelings and had already fallen asleep under the quilt.

Li Fengxia had no choice but to hug the quilt and sigh alone on the bed. She suddenly thought of Qin Hongfei.

I wonder if Yuanni and Qin Hongfei have made any progress?

Yuan Ni is someone who has a partner...

With such random thoughts, Li Fengxia didn't know what time she fell asleep.

Before dawn the next day, the bedside phone rang.

Li Fengxia was drowsily asleep. When she heard the phone ringing, she thought of Zhang Zhihui. She immediately woke up. She grabbed the phone and called,

"Hey, Fengxia, is that you?" Zhang Zhihui's voice came from the microphone.

"It's me. I'm calling so early. What can I do for you?"

"It's okay, I just miss you. Aren't you going to the studio to repair your painting? Then I won't see you for a few days."

Hearing such straightforward words of love, Li Fengxia's little face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She grabbed the microphone with one hand and rubbed the quilt nervously with the other hand, "What should I do? This is a job assigned by the team leader. I have to do it. Dry."

Mr. Lu is in poor health, so most of the work is done by Li Fengxia and Yuan Ni. Mr. Lu sits in charge and directs. Only when the painting needs to be touched up, Mr. Lu will do it himself.

"We still have to work, why don't we meet in advance, I brought you breakfast."

"This...the team leader said you can't go out without asking for leave."

"You don't have to leave the hotel. I'm here to find you. We'll meet in the coffee shop."

Coffee is not included in the buffet. The cheapest cup costs several dollars. No one in the conference group goes to the coffee shop.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Li Fengxia jumped up, washed her face briefly, combed her hair, and hurriedly took some clothes and put them on her body.

It was still early, most of the tenants had not gotten up, and there was no one in the coffee shop. Zhang Zhihui poked his head out of the box and waved to Li Fengxia, "Fengxia, here."

The small box is a world of its own. Once the door is closed, no one can see it. Li Fengxia immediately feels relieved and asks, "Zhihui, why are you here?"

"I miss you."

Li Fengxia couldn't bear it anymore and threw herself into Zhang Zhihui's arms. Her tears flowed down and wet Zhang Zhihui's shirt.

"Zhihui, I miss you too, but it's a pity that I'm so useless that I can't help you."

Zhang Zhihui reached out and stroked Li Fengxia's hair, "Idiot, I already told you that I don't need your help."

"But I want to help you."

"That's not impossible. Sit down first and listen to me slowly." Zhang Zhihui smiled softly and pulled Li Fengxia to sit down.

There was a black bag at his feet. Zhang Zhihui opened the bag and took out a rectangular box from inside.

“Here is a tiny camera that you bring into the studio and put next to the workbench.

Your master and classmates must have never seen this thing before. Just come up with any excuse to fool them.

But avoid the locals in Xiangjiang, they are all experts.

After you start working, you turn on the switch and the battery can work for ten hours..."

Li Fengxia's mouth opened wide in surprise. She couldn't believe her ears. She had never eaten pork before, so had she never seen a pig running?

Li Fengxia has seen movies, knows what movies are made of, and has heard about what a camera is.

Zhang Zhihui asked her to bring the camera into the studio because he wanted her to take pictures of the process of restoring the ancient paintings. Isn't this stealing from his teacher?

You know, when Li Fengxia and Yuan Ni became apprentices, Mr. Lu repeatedly emphasized that no matter what they wanted to learn, he would teach them everything they had.

However, the two of them were not allowed to pass on the skills they had learned privately. They could only accept second-generation disciples with Mr. Lu's permission.

Li Fengxia had sworn at that time, saying that she would do it, otherwise she would be deceiving her master and destroying her ancestors, and would be struck by lightning from the sky.

Seeing that Li Fengxia remained silent, Zhang Zhihui hurriedly took her hand and said sincerely,

"Fengxia, that's what happened. I have a friend who also restores ancient paintings. He admires Mr. Lu very much.

My friend promised me that as long as he could record the painting retouching scene, he was willing to help me pay for the debt.

Fengxia, didn't you always say you wanted to help me?This is a great opportunity. We can solve the problem ourselves without asking for help. "