Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

Ever since Long Qingcheng left, he had kept this painting in the room inside. He even had to check it every day. How could it have been touched?

After hearing Long Qingcheng's words, he walked over and asked with a puzzled face, "Qingcheng, what's going on?" What was in front of them was a cultural relic. If there was anything wrong, they would be doomed.

Long Qingcheng had already untied his apron and put down his tools. He glanced at the person in front of him with his cold eyes and said in a calm voice, "This painting has been destroyed. Let the curator come."

What the hell!

Things have gone horribly wrong.

After hearing what his senior sister said, Chu Liu realized the seriousness of the matter and almost immediately contacted the curator. When he was sure that Long Qingcheng would bring the curator, he left quickly, preparing to close the Xiaocang Museum today. Pavilion, today’s incident seems to have stirred up a hornet’s nest.

The director and the deputy director had not dealt with each other a long time ago. This incident was enough for the deputy director to criticize the director. If there was no good solution, it would definitely be a trigger.

Long Qingcheng on the other side was sitting on the sofa, taking out his mobile phone to read the news.

The military training at Beijing University has ended, and now they are on the bus back to school.

Guan Yingying: @龙青城, Qingcheng, where are you? Let’s arrive at noon and have dinner together?

Long Qingcheng: Okay, what do you want to eat?

Zhang Mei: A new rice noodle shop recently opened. It’s delicious. Let’s go and try it together?

Long Qingcheng: OK, contact me directly when you arrive.

After a few simple words, they stopped chatting. A month of military training made them very tired, so they fell asleep in the car.

About twenty minutes later, the curator and the deputy curator walked into the room with a few people walking quickly and hurriedly.

The curator, whose surname is Yu, appears to be in his 40s. He is wearing a black suit and looks very energetic.

Curator Yu walked in, very anxious. When he saw Long Qingcheng, he ran over in a few steps, "Qingcheng, why do you think this painting was ruined?"

"Director Yu, someone was using her weak skills to complete the restoration while I was away. This person must have wanted to see if I could recognize it, but she didn't expect that her actions would destroy the painting. ." Her indifferent words revealed the complete stupidity of that person.

Restoring ancient paintings is impossible if you don’t have deep skills or experience, or even full confidence.

But that person obviously ignored this matter.

Director Yu blew his nose angrily and stared. He was about to curse, but the deputy director behind him didn't take it seriously.

He stepped forward and asked rhetorically: "Ms. Long, this painting has been collected in the museum. Do you think it was touched by someone in the museum? It must be that this Xiaocang Museum has not even found a restorer's apprentice. You don't I made the mistake of repairing it myself, and it’s irreversible, so it’s up to others, right?”

The deputy director's words made the few people following behind talk in agreement.

"Indeed, if it were placed in our big museum, no matter how competitive it is, we would not dare to be careless about the cultural relics."

"We all have been in the museum for so many years, how could we make such a low-level mistake? I think nine times out of ten it was the curator who hired someone to fix it himself."

"Yes, I told you not to look for young people who are not even in this industry. What can be fixed?"

A few people blamed the curator and Long Qingcheng for this matter in a few words.

Long Qingcheng stood there tall and straight, his slender figure very upright, and his whole body could vaguely reveal the aura of looking down on the world, and even the arrogance of being alone.

Her arrogant words showed that she was very domineering, "Masters, can you stop saying these things that make you look stupid? Don't you have your own style when you restore paintings? Don't you just look at others adding a few strokes? Not coming out? If this is the case, I feel that the restoration industry is the one where talent is declining, which is completely sad.”

Chu Liu agreed very much, "That's right, teachers, you are all veterans of restoration. You can tell whoever touches a few strokes on your paintings at a glance. Can't my senior sister also spot it?"

"She is so young, how can she not compare with us?" People around her couldn't help but sneer. They had worked in this industry all their lives, and this junior had a rather loud voice.

Chu Liu was very angry and said, "What does this have to do with age?" Some people spend their entire lives doing nothing and cannot gain enlightenment, but some people can become enlightened and become masters.

The noise between the two parties made the whole room very chaotic.

Long Qingcheng frowned, his eyes were heavy, and he was already on the verge of anger.

"That's enough." Director Yu scolded and took a deep breath, "Go and look at the paintings first. It's clear what the situation is." He didn't want to argue. After all, Long Qingcheng wouldn't lie. These old people were already pedantic. , always afraid that newcomers will surpass them and take their place.

In the past, they gave everything for history, but now they have long forgotten their original intention, and they do whatever it takes just to secure this position.

The restoration of half of the landscape painting is so ingenious that it is superb. Apparently they can imagine in their mind what a stunning piece of work it will be if the entire painting is completed.

The upcoming museum exhibition will add a touch of rich color.

Unfortunately, in the corner on the other side, the area that had been repaired was as big as a child's hand, but it was as if it had fallen into a quagmire and was unsightly.

Maybe there is no difference in the eyes of others, but they are all well-known restorers in the restoration world, and the difference can be seen at a glance.

It's so obvious that it was modified by two people, one is a genius and the other is a fool.

Even their quarrel just now had turned into a nonsense joke.

No wonder Long Qingcheng didn't make any rebuttal just now. That was because she knew this painting was the evidence.

Director Yu is a gentle person, but when it comes to serious matters, he becomes ruthless and ruthless, "Chu Liu, gather everyone who knows about this matter together. You must find out who did it today?

Find out and expel the museum immediately. This kind of person does not deserve to be in a museum. "

It's simply a scum. If you want to learn restoration, you can say that even if you want to practice, you can't hone it with unearthed ancient paintings. Restoration is simply a joke.

He was so angry that he felt dizzy, and his trembling body was about to collapse.

Seeing this, Long Qingcheng helped the person to the chair and said, "This has already happened, so don't worry." She tried to comfort her a few words, but what she said later was heartbreaking, "Ask her why she did this. If it was intentional, call the police.”

Others: "..." You are more ruthless than the curator.

But it has nothing to do with them now, and it’s hard for them to say anything.

This incident was simply a disaster for them.