Con Luan the doorkeeper: There are ten thousand ghosts behind me

Chen Jingzhi looked up at the teaching building of the Department of Archaeology.

Then he took out the phone from his pocket and dialed Chen Xiaoshu's girlfriend, and after the phone was connected, he said with a smile: "Big beauty, do your brother-in-law a favor?" It's very simple, you help me find two people...... After

a while, Chen Jingzhi hung up his mobile phone and walked into the teaching building.

No matter which school you are in, the Department of Archaeology is a very partial major, unless it is a special hobby, no one wants to apply, because the employment environment of this major is too transferable, except for the research institute, it can only be a museum, far less promising than other majors.

There were not many students in the teaching building, and there were not many teachers, so Chen Jingzhi inquired and came to the door of the office on the fifth floor.

This is where Gu Changhe's research group is located, where he works most of the time on weekdays, as well as a few graduate students he leads.

"Knock knock" knocked on the door a few times and heard someone inside shouting "Come in" Chen Jingzhi gently pushed open the door and saw four students in the classroom, two of them were older, about thirty years old, and the others were relatively young.

"Classmate, who are you looking for?" asked a boy in his twenties behind a desk and chair at the door.

"I have something to do with Professor Gu, he is not here?"

"Well, I'll be there in a while, what's the matter?" you can just sit there and wait for a while......"

Chen Jingzhi "Hmm" sighed, moved to the door without sitting down, and then looked at the situation in the classroom, these four students are busy with their own work, some are sorting out materials, some are busy in front of the computer, there is an ancient painting in front of the boy who spoke just now, but there seem to be a lot of stains on it, he is carefully dealing with it.

Chen Changsheng lowered his head and took a closer look, and probably saw that this should be a picture of the spring return to Yanlai made by Yu Luanqing, who was known as the evergreen tree in the painting, in the early Yuan Dynasty.

Yu Luanqing is not familiar with him, that is, when he stayed in the palace, he listened to his grandfather talk about it, and he encountered it for the first time today, and in terms of painting skills, it can be called the level of eternal beauty.

It's just a pity, a lot of places on this painting are worn, there are too many stains on it, basically it is half ruined, even if it is to do ancient painting restoration, it also requires quite high technology, and ordinary people will definitely not be able to handle it.

Chen Jingzhi just looked at it for a while, and the door was pushed open again, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw an old man in his sixties standing outside the door, dressed quite casually, with a pair of reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and a thick notebook under his arm.

This is Professor Gu Changhe, the leader of the domestic archaeological field.

Behind him, followed by a woman in her early twenties, dressed in white clothes with long flowing hair and a shawl, as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world.

The eyes of the two paused on Chen Jingzhi's body for a short time and walked in, Gu Changhe then asked, "Do you have something, or who are you looking for?"

"Professor Gu, I'm looking for you." "

Oh, I don't know you, what's the matter, tell me quickly, I'm very busy here, and there's a meeting to be held later." Professor Gu sat behind his desk, and without looking at it, he put the notebook he was holding on the table and flipped through it.

The woman who didn't eat the fireworks in the world went to the side and fetched a pot of water to make tea and put it on the table.

Chen Jingzhi walked over and said with a polite smile: "I came to you because I wanted you to take it with you, and I want to transfer to the Department of Archaeology."

Several people in the room were stunned, and then turned their heads to look at Chen Jingzhi, as if they felt that his words were too unreasonable.

Gu Changhe glanced up at him, frowned and shook his head and said: "I don't take classes anymore, it doesn't matter to me if you want to change departments, you can pass the exam normally, but I haven't accepted students in the past two years, you don't have to come to me deliberately, we still have a lot of excellent teachers in the archaeology department."

"I'm here for you!" Chen Jingzhi paused, he thought for a moment and then said softly: "If it weren't for the sake of becoming your student, I wouldn't have taken the Humanities College exam."

"Classmate, I don't plan to accept students for the time being, you don't have to be so stubborn. Gu Changhe picked up the teacup, took a sip and said.

Chen Jingzhi didn't understand the other party's words at all, he stood directly in front of the table, and said in a very polite tone: "I heard that it is very difficult to take your graduate exam, but it just so happens that I have laid a lot of foundation since I was a child, I am familiar with the history of the Ming and Qing dynasties, palace architecture, and I also have some insights in screening antiques. "

How old are you this year?" Gu Changhe said.

"Twenty-one years old!"

Gu Changhe put down the teacup, twisted his brows and said: "Twenty-one years old, either freshman or sophomore, counting your previous twelve years of study, how can you have time to work this?

Gu Changhe stretched out his finger and said slowly: "Li Ji is twenty-nine years old, grandpa is Li Minyu, the teacher of our school, and he has a family history, he has been influenced by history and archaeology since he was a child, Tian Yecheng is thirty years old, and he has been with me for nearly ten years, and there are ......"

Chen Jingzhi glanced at the students, and then turned around and said: "Although I don't have a relationship with them, and I don't have a lot of contact with this aspect, I think I'm okay."

Gu Changhe waved his hand, seemed to be a little impatient, and said: "Go out, I'm still very busy here, let's stop here today, if you are interested in archaeology, then turn around at the beginning of next semester, you are useless to me, and the exception is not so broken."

Chen Jingzhi said softly: "I didn't expect Professor Gu to be so arbitrary, and he judged people in a few words, I think people who do archaeological work have always been very rigorous, but maybe I was wrong?"

Professor Gu looked at him with a displeased face, and the woman in white next to him wrinkled her brows in disgust.

Chen Jingzhi's words can be described as quite impolite.

Tian Yecheng and Li Ji both stood up at the same time, and said in a very unkind tone: "Classmates, please go out, if you do it again, it will disturb our work, don't let us call the security guard to take you out, if the school gives you a warning, you can't do it, right?"

"My little sister-in-law is not quick to do things, and Fuda is not far from here, why haven't you invited someone over?" Chen Jingzhi couldn't help but slander in his heart, if the person who supported him didn't arrive, he would have to get out of this office.

The purpose of the apprenticeship is enough to choke.

Chen Jingzhi smiled, said sorry to a few people, and then turned his head and walked out, when he walked to the table where the picture of Chungui Yan was placed, he suddenly said a word to the student named Du Qingshi opposite.

"If you repair a painting like this, you won't be able to fix it for a year or two, and you're a little cautious, but you should be bold, such as ...... Use the water temperature to 95 degrees for hot stamping, don't use a lamb belly towel to absorb water, and use flannel cloth instead.

Chen Jingzhi opened the door and said: "The restoration of antiques should not be conformist, the more dead the rules, the less effective the repair, and the technique cannot be immutable, this is the same as people's brains, you have to take a step forward, be bolder." "