She amazed the world after the divorce

three days later.

Shen Yuan called and said excitedly: "Sister Hua, sister Hua, good news, good news! After selection by all the experts at the scene, it was unanimously decided that you will be the successor to the picture of Wang Meng's seclusion, one of the 'Four Masters of Yuan'. are you happy?"

Su Hua hummed lightly, "When will it start?"

Shen Yuan was stunned, "You, is this your reaction?"

Su Wei raised her eyebrows slightly, "Then how should I react?"

Shen Yuan raised her voice, "Did you know? You have successfully defeated eighteen copying masters gathered from all over the country. The eighteen masters are all outstanding in the local museum, all aged 50 You are only 23 years old, and you have defeated so many masters, shouldn't you be cheering, clapping your hands and laughing, ecstatic?"

Su Hua laughed dryly twice, "Is this okay?"

Shen Yuan became numb when she heard her perfunctory laughter, "Your left hand is still recovering, won't it affect the writing?"

"It's okay, the right hand is used a lot. But you have to help me find an ink grinder, you can't use ready-made ink, it will run out of ink, which will affect the effect of mounting."

"Okay, if you have any requirements, just ask, and I will tell our curator at that time. I might as well help you grind ink."

"to make."

After the hermit map is repaired and fully colored, Su Wei will take over the next step.

She is very serious about her work. Once she sits down and picks up a pen, she is completely immersed in it, detached from the world, as if in a trance, and often forgets to eat.

Shen Yuan didn't dare to remind her.

Because the restoration is a cultural relic more than 700 years ago, there is no substitute for such a picture.

As soon as she was disturbed and the pen was wrong, the painting would be useless.

Therefore, cultural relic restorers, also known as surgeons who save the lives of cultural relics, cannot make any mistakes.

Ten days later, Su Hua finished the pen.

The brushwork, painting techniques, verve, and freehand brushwork are all in perfect harmony with the original painter Wang Meng.

A group of old experts held a magnifying glass and looked at the painting for a long time, but they couldn't pick out a single flaw.

I have to say that Su Hua's work is beautiful and neat. What others can do in a few months, she can do in ten days.

Most people in the industry have spent their entire lives unable to reach her level.

Hard work determines the lower limit, talent determines the upper limit.

He is talented and willing to work hard, and his grandfather, who is known as a master of cultural relic restoration, taught him hand in hand, and he couldn't accept it.

An old expert with a cheerful personality gave Su Wei a thumbs up and was full of praise, saying that Su Wenmai taught a good apprentice, and the blue is better than the blue.

There are even a few old experts who cherish their talents and directly submit an application jointly, and they want to issue a certificate of "cultural relic restoration expert" to Su Wei.

The museum also specially hired her as a visiting researcher at the Kyoto Museum.

Next, the restored paintings are handed over to the painting studio for mounting.

Su Hua and the old experts went to the celebration banquet.

It is said to be a celebration banquet, but it is actually a gathering for a breakup meal.

During the dinner, several gray-haired old experts asked Su Wei if she had a boyfriend, and rushed to introduce her grandson to her.

Before Su Hua could speak, several old men started fighting among themselves, vying to praise their grandson.

For those who are impatient, call his grandson directly and tell him to come over quickly.

Su Wei was a little embarrassed by their arguing.

Shen Yuan hurried out to smooth things over, and said, "Su Wei is so beautiful, she must have had a boyfriend long ago, thank you all the old experts for your love for her."

The old experts repeatedly expressed regret, and then asked: "Which family is he from, so lucky?"

Of course, Su Wei couldn't tell Gu Beixian, so she laughed and evaded it.

In the past, Su Hua didn't like to deal with these old experts.

They have dinners, which she never attends.

Today, I found out that this group of old experts is also quite cute, they are as old as young, and all of them are very skinny.

After dinner, a reporter came to interview.

Because of the Gu family, it was inconvenient for Su Hua to appear on the screen, and she didn't want to be caught in the background, so she declined, and gave the opportunity to those lovely old experts.

When she was free, Shen Yuanfei took her to the antique market, saying that she would pick up leaks.

Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.

In today's peaceful and prosperous age, antique speculation is in full swing, and leaks are actually not easy to pick up.

Good things are expensive, and cheap ones are mostly handicrafts or counterfeit.

The antique industry is too deep.

The two visited several stores, but found nothing.

Finally, I came to an antique shop with antique decoration and quite a style.

Su Wei looked around, and finally fixed her gaze on a transparent vacuum box, inside was a pile of old shredded paper, the largest one was only the size of a child's palm, so broken that the prototype could not be seen.

Seeing her staring at that one, Shen Yuan curiously asked the buddy, "How do you sell this?"

The guy raised two fingers, "20."

Shen Yuan stared, "This scrap of paper sells for 20 yuan? You really dare to ask for the price, why don't you rob the bank?"

The clerk was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "This is an ink lotus painting by Bada Shanren Zhu Da. It was not kept well during the war. If it is intact, it will cost tens of millions. If you don't believe it, just take the time to go online. Learn about."

Shen Yuan curled her lips, "But your painting is too broken, it's not worth 20 yuan."

The man's heart is like a mirror.

When I received it, I spent 2000 yuan and took it to Su Wenmaixiu, the best expert in restoring ancient paintings in the country. As a result, he died of stomach cancer.

Putting it here takes up space, and you have to wipe the dust every day.

The boss put down his words and sold it for the money.

The guy rolled his eyes and said, "Then make an offer."

Shen Yuan glanced at Su Wei, seeing that she wanted to buy it, knowing that she could repair it, she raised a finger, "One hundred."

Su Hua almost laughed out loud.

She really dared to bargain.

Fortunately, it is a civilized society. If you make such a bargain in the past, you will be beaten.

The guy got annoyed, and said with a half-smile, "You think this is waste paper? Even if you sell waste paper, it's paper from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, and it can be sold for eight thousand."

"Don't fool me. It's a complete piece of ancient Xuan paper. It's a piece of shredded paper. If you use it to mend old paintings, it's too broken. How about it, I will give you 1000 yuan, and more , let's go." After speaking, Shen Yuan took Su Hua's hand and walked out.

The man followed and shouted: "One hundred thousand, you take the 10!"

"Ten thousand, don't want any more!" Shen Yuan bargained without looking back.

Seeing the two of them outside the door, the man with a black thread on his face shouted, "Take the 1 yuan."

Su Hua fell back neatly, swiped the card to pay, signed the contract, and left with the scrap of paper.

Return to Riyue Bay.

She came to her study and began to spell pictures.

Fearing that Mrs. Liu and the hourly worker would rush in and bring in the wind and blow away the scraps of paper, she hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door of the study.

When Gu Beixian came back, he didn't see her.

When I came to the study, I saw the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, and knew that she was working.

He gently pushed the door open a crack.

Seeing that Su Wei was sitting at the table with her head bowed and painting, she was concentrating.

The orange light shone on her bright and delicate face, and the whole person seemed to be in a trance.

This kind of quiet atmosphere makes the whole study room look like a monastery. It is completely silent, and the ancient scrolls and green lights make people unable to bear to disturb them.

Gu Beixian lightly closed the door and exited.

Su Hua didn't stop until midnight, looked up at the clock on the wall, it was one o'clock in the morning.

She put down the painting, walked out of the study, and locked it.

Afraid of disturbing Gu Beixian, she quietly went to the bathroom to wash up, and went out to the guest room to sleep.

But the next morning, when she woke up, when she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Beixian lying beside her, staring down at her.

Su Wei was very surprised. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, looked at the man's clear and handsome face, and asked, "Why did you come to the guest room to sleep?"

Gu Beixian hugged her weakly, and gently touched her cherry red lips with his index finger, "I'm afraid you'll look for me in the middle of the night in a dream, and you won't cry if you can't find me."

This is so warm.

Su Hua's heart felt a prickly sweetness, which was warmed by him.

She bent her eyebrows, leaned closer, held his face and kissed him, kissed his forehead, kissed his eyes, and kissed the tip of his nose, making her breathless.

Kissing such a handsome face to the point of drooling.