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The opening exhibition of the Fanghua Art Museum this time is really very important. In addition to the treasure of the town hall "Ladies Traveling in Spring", there are also many pens and inks of famous modern literati on display. Even Shu Qingmo has to admit that the Shu family Indeed, it has the capital to gain a foothold in the Jiangnan art circle.

When Shu Qingmo and Luo Zihang visited the calligraphy exhibition area, a familiar face approached them.

"Xiao Shu, come quickly, I've been looking for you for a long time." Li Zhongdao walked towards Shu Qingmo, beckoning to him, "I'll introduce you to a teacher."

Li Zhongdao was followed by a middle-aged man in his 50s, with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose and a standard three to seven cent hair.

Shu Qingmo couldn't remember his name, but he had an impression of this person and knew that he was a teacher in the department.

"This is Zheng Gongxun, Professor Zheng, the teaching and research director of the mural painting major." Li Zhongdao introduced.

Shu Qingmo was at a loss, for some reason Li Zhongdao would introduce him to a mural painting teacher.

However, he still nodded politely and said hello, "Hello, Professor Zheng."

Li Zhongdao then turned his head to Zheng Gongxun and said, "This is Shu Qingmo, Lao Shu's third son, and he painted the heavy paintings downstairs."

Hearing this, Shu Qingmo knew in his heart that this professor Zheng must have seen his painting of the Four Heavenly Kings and was interested in it, so he approached Li Zhongdao and asked him to introduce it.

"Are you using mineral pigments in those paintings?" After saying hello, Zheng Gongxun asked the question of the painting straight to the point, "Ordinary pigments should not be able to paint such thick colors."

"Yes." Shu Qingmo said, "Because mineral pigments are needed to repair old paintings, so I am used to using mineral pigments when I paint myself."

"My family's "Lonely Pine in the Setting Sun" was patched up by him." Li Zhongdao said, "His craftsmanship is no worse than that of Lao Shu."

"Let's go." Zheng Gongxun eagerly pointed to the direction of the stairs, "Let's go down and talk."

The group quickly returned to the picture of the Four Heavenly Kings downstairs. At this time, there were several people standing in the aisle. As soon as Shu Qingmo and others came, the place became extremely crowded, and Fang Wanrou's attention was caught in a short while. .

"Then what ratio do you use for this color?" Zheng Gongxun pointed to a certain decoration, and asked Shu Qingmo, "Let me guess, it's different from what I thought."

Zheng Gongxun named three colors and accurately guessed the amount of the three colors.

"Awesome." Shu Qingmo said with admiration, "Exactly the same."

"Professor Zheng has restored Dunhuang murals," Li Zhongdao said, "he is quite good at the ratio of pigments."

Several people were chatting vigorously, but at this moment, Fang Wanrou suddenly appeared from the side of the aisle, and took the initiative to exchange greetings with Li Zhongdao and Zheng Gongxun.

Shu Qingmo suddenly became the one who was left out in the cold. He and Luo Zihang glanced at each other, speechless was written on their faces.

After a while, wondering if Zheng Gongxun didn't want to chat with Fang Wanrou anymore, he suddenly changed the subject, facing Shu Qingmo's direction and said, "I have a project in hand, and I want to take Xiaoshu to participate."

"Oh?" Fang Wanrou smiled, "What project?"

Zheng Gongxun said: "The country wants to reproduce the stolen part of the Kizil Grottoes, and has assembled a group of experts and scholars. I can take three students with me, and there is just one vacancy."

As soon as Zheng Gongxun finished speaking, Shu Qingmo felt that Luo Zihang secretly pinched him, which showed that Luo Zihang was more excited than him when he heard the news.

The Kizil Grottoes in Xinjiang are considered to be an art treasure house second only to Dunhuang. It is said that Kumarajiva, a famous eminent monk in ancient my country and one of the four major translators of Buddhist scriptures in Chinese Buddhism, was born here.

The Kizil Grottoes were excavated 300 years earlier than the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang. The damage was extremely serious, and the essence was stolen to Germany.

It is a pity that Chinese people want to appreciate the exquisite murals in the Kizil Grottoes, but they can only appreciate them through pictures.

"...A national project?" Fang Wanrou still kept a smile on her face, "I'm afraid the third child in our family can't afford this important task."

"I can study with the teacher." Shu Qingmo said modestly, "It happens that I don't have any other jobs at hand."

——There was a job originally, and it was thanks to Fang Wanrou who falsified the offer of his city museum.

One is a staff member of the Municipal Museum, and the other is a scientific researcher participating in a national project. Whichever work experience is more important, a sensible person can tell at a glance.

"Have you ever studied mural painting?" Fang Wanrou's smile cooled down a bit, "National projects are not child's play, don't make trouble for others."

"Mrs. Fang, what you said is serious." Zheng Gongxun continued, "The basic professional courses of traditional Chinese painting and mural painting both have line drawing and heavy color, but the techniques are different. One is painted on paper and the other is painted on the wall. It's actually connected."

Fang Wanrou pursed her lips, forced a smile, and didn't know how to reply, because she really didn't understand these things.

Zheng Gongxun said again: "The pictures of the Four Heavenly Kings painted by Xiaoshu show that he also has some understanding of Buddhist themes. The grottoes were originally excavated by monks to live and live. I am still worried that I can't find any related paintings. Experienced students, I think Xiaoshu is very suitable."

Shu Qingmo has never touched murals, but he has a lot of experience in the use of mineral pigments.

In the chat with Zheng Gongxun just now, Shu Qingmo was almost sure that Zheng Gongxun's research direction was color.And at this point, he has accumulated more than ten years of experience.

If he could really go to the Kizil Grottoes, he would be able to broaden his horizons and accumulate experience on the one hand, which would be the best of both worlds.

Naturally, Fang Wanrou couldn't let Shu Qingmo go so easily, she started to talk about Shu Qingmo's age again, saying that he was still young, and she was afraid that something would happen to him.

But this point is easy to refute, because Zheng Gongxun brought two other students, one is his doctoral student, and the other is a prospective master's student who has just graduated from senior year this year and is about to start his first year of study. They are as old as Shu Qingmo.

Shu Qingmo then said that he has been painting Chinese paintings since he was sensible, implying that he has nearly 20 years of painting experience, and his age does not mean anything at all.

"Then..." Fang Wanrou's expression became more and more stiff, but she still forced a smile on her face, "In this case, I hope our third child can help us in this project."

Zheng Gongxun said with a smile in a good mood: "Not to mention helping, I can bring such an outstanding student there, and it is also honoring our South China Academy of Fine Arts."

It wasn't until this matter was finalized that Shu Qingmo breathed a sigh of relief, and pinched Luo Zihang back hard to restrain his inner excitement.

Fang Wanrou's desire to ruin his good deeds should not be too obvious, but luckily she didn't let her succeed.

The previous trip to Shishi Mountain with Yan Zonglang made Shu Qingmo fully understand how dangerous it is to be a little white rabbit in the master zone.

He lives peacefully and does not cause trouble, Fang Wanrou will only play him as a fool.

That being the case, he can only go against the current and let Fang Wanrou know that he is not so easy to bully.

"Damn, you are too hard!"

After Zheng Gongxun, Li Zhongdao and Fang Wanrou left, Luo Zihang vigorously rubbed the arm that was pinched by Shu Qingmo, his face had already turned into a liver color.

"Sorry, sorry." Shu Qingmo patted Luo Zihang's shoulder, "I'm so excited."

"Hey, you," Luo Zihang said, "You are directly participating in the national project. Don't forget me, brother, when you become successful in the future."

"I didn't expect that either." Shu Qingmo savored everything that happened just now, and it was indeed a bit unbelievable, "It should be luck."

"I heard from Mr. Du that the country attaches great importance to the art of the Belt and Road Initiative," Luo Zihang said, "The Kizil Grottoes should be one of them."

In fact, Shu Qingmo is not too clear about this, but he can be sure that this must be a project that the country attaches great importance to.

Shu Qingmo was a little bit regretful that Fang Wanrou had ruined the city museum's offer, but at this moment he just wanted to say one thing, it's a blessing in disguise.

"Come with me."

Before Shu Qingmo and Luo Zihang returned to the second floor, Fang Wanrou came back again and asked Shu Qingmo to go with her to a place where there were few outsiders in the art museum alone.

She didn't call Shu Qingmo away in front of Li Zhongdao just now, probably because she was afraid of losing the conversation.

"It's okay." Shu Qingmo said to Luo Zihang who was holding him back, "Go up first, I'll go find you later."

There is a square outside the art museum. Fang Wanrou took Shu Qingmo to the plane tree in a corner of the square, completely removing the hypocritical disguise.

She sneered, and said to Shu Qingmo: "You are more capable than your mother."

Shu Qingmo found out that the mother and son really liked to tease him with his mother, so he shrugged indifferently and said, "Really."

"Don't think that you can do anything just by participating in a project." Fang Wanju said, "This society is a society of human relationships. It's normal for you to not understand. I advise you not to be reckless, lest you do something you regret."

"Don't worry, I won't." Shu Qingmo's attitude was like a ball of cotton, leaving Fang Wanrou powerless, "You don't have to keep thinking about suppressing me, is that interesting?"

If Fang Wanrou said it was interesting, then she would look childish and ridiculous; if she said it was boring, then her actions would appear to be inexplicable.

She was at a loss for words for a while, and finally said: "Shoot the top bird, don't think that being in the limelight is a good thing."

Shu Qingmo replied with a correct attitude: "Thank you for your advice."

Faced with a bunch of unstressed cotton, Fang Wanrou couldn't continue to speak harshly, so she had to leave under the sycamore tree frowning unhappily.

Shu Qingmo looked at Fang Wanrou's leaving back, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

In fact, his heart is far less calm than he appears.

All his actions just now have been carefully considered in his mind, considering how to not anger Fang Wanrou, and at the same time show that he also has a temper.

Back in the art gallery, Shu Qingmo subconsciously looked for Yan Zonglang.

He always felt that he should share everything that happened just now with Yan Zonglang, because if Yan Zonglang hadn't taught him to play cards at the right time, he wouldn't be able to exhibit his picture of the Four Heavenly Kings here, so he was lucky enough to meet Professor Zheng.

However, just as Shu Qingmo entered the art gallery, he found Fang Wanrou staring at him vigilantly not far away, as if he was some kind of time bomb.

He sneered in his heart, and wandered around the exhibition hall as if nothing had happened.

There was no sign of Yan Zonglang on the first floor. When Shu Qingmo was about to go to the second floor, he unconsciously raised his head to look up, and unexpectedly met Yan Zonglang's gaze.

Shu Qingmo stopped in her tracks, looked in Fang Wanrou's direction scruples, then took out her phone and sent Yan Zonglang a message.

[Shu Qingmo: Mr. Yan, can I go up to find you? 】

Shu Qingmo still remembered that Yan Zonglang had told him before that there was no need to break faces with Fang Wanrou.

If he went to find Yan Zonglang alone in front of Fang Wanrou now, it would definitely bring trouble to Yan Zonglang.

At this moment, Yan Zonglang was standing behind the handrail on the second floor, overlooking the exhibition hall on the first floor, so Shu Qingmo's expression of scruples on Fang Wanrou naturally fell into his eyes.

He glanced in Fang Wanrou's direction indifferently, and then took out his phone to reply to Shu Qingmo's message.

[Yan Zonglang: I don't care, come up if you are not afraid. 】

Boss Yan is about to stand in line