Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Those who can be recruited by the Bureau of Cultural Heritage to help are certainly not idle people.

After Shen Lu carefully read all these works, a series of differences have been neatly listed on the two sheets of the small book.

Compared with Zhu Hezheng's flamboyant and phoenix dancing, Shen Lu's writing is extremely neat.

She first learned block script, but later Mr. Gu asked her to practice calligraphy and learned a little bit of other fonts, and now she writes more regular script with its own charm.

The person in charge of the calligraphy and painting group read Shen Lu's writing and couldn't help admiring it, "The calligraphy is well written."

Looking at Zhu Hezheng again, there was obviously a bit of disgust on his face, "It's okay."

Zhu Hezheng: ... What does it mean?

The differences written by the two are basically the same, but the words are different.

Zhu Hezheng is 26 years old, much older than Shen Lu. He has been learning to draw since he was a child, and he has read many more books than Shen Lu who just had free time to supplement his knowledge.

The old man nodded, "It seems that your eyes are indeed very sharp."

"After putting on the sterile suit, come with me."

The old man asked others to take Shen Lu and Zhu Hezheng to put on sterile clothes, and then walked into a room.

The old man carefully took out two paintings from the wooden cabinet with gloved hands and placed them on the table.

Shen Lu's eyes were instantly attracted by the whole painting.

"This is the overall picture of Fangming Garden!" Zhu Hezheng said in shock.

Fang Mingyuan?

Shen Lu was also shocked.

The old man nodded, "That's right, this is the panorama of the Fangming Garden built by the imperial family 800 years ago and burned down."

Zhu Hezheng became excited, "Sure enough, it's magnificent. The forty sceneries are exquisite everywhere, and the history, art, and technological value they represent are all unparalleled treasures!"

Shen Lu didn't know as much as he did, but she had also heard the word "Fang Ming Yuan", and her mood could not help being aroused, her little face was flushed, and her eyes were fixed on the picture of Fang Ming Yuan.

"But why are there two pictures?" Shen Lu asked doubtfully.

"The specific reason for this question cannot be answered by the Cultural Protection Bureau, but what we can know is that one of them is real and the other is a fake." The old man said in a deep voice, "Even if it is a fake, this painting I'm afraid it was born a hundred years ago, and it's also a cultural relic."

This means that they have to judge the specific materials used in the painting, calculate the production method of the paint, and compare the production time before and after.

Shen Lu glanced at Zhu Hezheng, and happened to meet his gaze.

Zhu Hezheng commanded, "Look over there, I'll look over here."

"Okay." Shen Lu didn't refuse either, it was already the luckiest thing for her to see this Fangming Garden up close with her own eyes.

"Little girl, do you know how many ancient methods there are to make paint?" The old man asked Shen Lu from the side.

Shen Lu hummed, looked closely at the painting, and replied casually, "Generally, the materials for extracting pigments are divided into ore and plant extraction. Most of the minerals are the easiest to sieve with the water flying method..."

Shen Lu spoke halfway, and his gaze fell on a scene in Fangming Garden called "Moonland Cloud Dwelling".

There is no difference between the green hills, clouds, and house courtyards in the two paintings, but the peach tree behind the house is an imperceptible ocher color, one of the two paintings is slightly heavier, and the other is slightly lighter.

"Here, here!" Shen Lu excitedly pointed to one of them, "There is something wrong here!"

The other two heard it and immediately surrounded it.

"Where?!" The old man was the loudest.

"Is there a magnifying glass!" Shen Lu asked the old man.

Of course there is a magnifying glass here, and the old man quickly brought the magnifying glass over.

Shen Lu took the magnifying glass and said, "According to how precious these two paintings are treasured, the whole picture is not damaged at all, and even the colors remain quite bright."

Shen Lu bent down and put the magnifying glass on the slightly lighter ocher color, "Look at this."

In the comparison between the two paintings, Shen Lu discovered the subtle color change that was almost hard to see with a magnifying glass.

Zhu Hezheng's eyes are also quite vicious. After looking at it with a magnifying glass, he was sure, "The color of this painting is lighter than the one on the left."

Shen Lu kept nodding.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Lu, Zhu Hezheng, and the old man began to discuss what kind of color to use for this color. After so many years, the degree of dimness of the color needs to be observed repeatedly with them to record subtle color changes. The place.

The rest will need to be screened again by the masters who have deep research on this kind of national treasure calligraphy and painting before they can make a decision.

The whole morning, Shen Lu failed to come out from the Forbidden City.

Wei Yueren raised his wrist and looked at the time.

Four hours have passed, why hasn't Miss Shen Lu come out yet?

Is this job very difficult?

Just thinking about it, the door opened.

Shen Lu rubbed his overused eyes, feeling somewhat sore.

"How about it?"

"There are still twelve landscapes that I haven't seen yet."

Shen Lu was tired, and his voice was soft, "Come back tomorrow."

Wei Yueren nodded, "Okay, let's go back first."

Wei Yueren greeted other people present, and left with Shen Lu.

Shen Boxing didn't come back to eat at noon, after Shen Lu ate something, he didn't have any thoughts of painting, so he fell on the bed and took a nap first.

When he woke up, he was awakened by the gentle teasing on his face.

Shen Boxing kept scratching her face with her hair, which made her unable to sleep.

Shen Lu opened his eyes, feeling a little dry, so he rubbed his hands, "What are you doing, I'm sleeping."

"Still asleep?" Shen Boxing pulled her up, "It's already four o'clock in the afternoon."

She had slept for nearly four hours.

Shen Lu hugged his neck, kissed his chin, covered his mouth again, "It's over, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Shen Boxing hooked her nose, pressed her lips, lifted Shen Lu's chin, bit her lips, tasted her, and then smiled, "Our Lulu is sweet."

Shen Lu's face turned red immediately, "Let go of me."

Shen Boxing let go of Shen Lu as he said, but still held her waist, "There is a concert tonight, do you want to go see it?"

"A concert?" Shen Lu looked at him with some doubts.

"Want to go?"

He had the usual casual look on his face, but Shen Lu felt a little like watching a good show from it.

She thought for a moment, then nodded immediately, "I'll go!"

Shen Boxing flicked her forehead, "Go and change clothes?"

"Do you want to go in your pajamas?"

"Didn't I just wake up?" Shen Lu puffed his cheeks and said, turned around and walked to the cloakroom, took a few steps with his slender legs, stopped suddenly, and asked him, "Do you still want to change?"

"You help me choose?"

"Yes you can."

Shen Lu happily entered the cloakroom.

She has always been excellent in color matching, and now she chose a flaxen top for Shen Boxing. It has a loose texture, a round neck, and a curvature at the collarbone. It complements the cool white skin and simple black pants.

It wasn't that she didn't want to choose other colors. Most of Shen Boxing's clothes were suit pants or sports pants. There were too few choices, so Shen Lu simply didn't choose any eye-catching ones.

And her clothes are the same linen color, and her lower body is matched with a pleated skirt. Even if she is a little far away from him, because of the same color on their bodies, she will think of their relationship.

That's the beauty of couple outfits.

Shen Lu found Shen Boxing's camera, took two photos as a souvenir, and said happily, "In this way, the photo of us wearing couple clothes for the first time will be preserved."

Shen Boxing followed her whim without any impatience, but when Shen Lu went to the bathroom, he slowly exported the photo and set it as his new avatar.

Well, now everyone knows that he and Shen Lu are wearing couple outfits.

After the two changed their clothes, they had a simple dinner and then went to the concert by car.

Shen Boxing doesn't care about art at all, and now because he and Shen Lu have seen a lot of paintings, he has more or less the ability to appreciate art. As for music...

In Shen Boxing's eyes, there are only two concepts of good and bad, and nothing else.

Shen Lu doesn't understand music either, the only one in the family who understands music is Shen Yunshen, and Xu Baibai also understands music, but she is in Haicheng now, so it is naturally impossible to come to the capital to watch the concert with her.

The location of the concert was reserved in advance, and the two of them were in the position with the best view.

As soon as Shen Lu sat down, he saw Feng Xian not far away from the corner of his eye.

Shen Lu pulled Shen Boxing, and whispered, "Feng Xian is here too."

"Shen Yao is here, so naturally he is also here."

Hearing this name, Shen Lu was surprised, and seeing Shen Boxing's calm and composed appearance, he had a faint guess in his heart, so he stopped talking, and sat there obediently waiting for the concert to start.

The concert this time is the Central Music Troupe, which is the music troupe that Chen Mo and Shen Yaojin are in. After a while, Shen Lu saw many violinists, and the person standing at the front seemed to be Shen Yaojin.

Shen Lu didn't know the specific name of Shen Yaojin standing in the c position, but she only knew that she should be very proud now.

Just by looking at the smile on her face that she couldn't even hide, you can understand.

The moment Feng Xian came out of Shen Yaojin, he started taking pictures of her with the camera.

"Isn't Chen Mo from the music troupe? Why isn't she here?" Shen Lu asked Shen Boxing in a low voice.

"Her family members made a big mistake and were reported, and they are no longer in this orchestra." Shen Boxing explained casually.

Shen Lu nodded clearly, no wonder.

Not long after, the concert began.

There are at least three pieces in one piece of this kind of recital, and each piece is about 10 minutes long.

After Shen Lu listened for 5 minutes, he fell drowsily on Shen Boxing's shoulder and fell asleep.

The music is so hypnotic.

Shen Boxing helped up the railing between the two, and the two seats turned into a lovers' seat. Shen Boxing changed Shen Lu into a comfortable position and waited patiently.

After taking the photo, Feng Xian was in an indescribably happy mood, he had time to look elsewhere, and suddenly saw Shen Boxing and Shen Lu sleeping in his arms.

Feng Xian's pupils shrank slightly.

Heart sneer.

As expected, Shen Lu is deeply loved by Shen Boxing, and I believe that she will be able to bring the evidence that pushed Shen Boxing into the abyss to them in person before long.

At that time, Shen Boxing will still cherish Shen Lu as much as he does now?

Feng Xian thought of Shen Boxing's expression at the moment when he learned the truth after he was defeated in the battle, and his heart felt very happy.

Not long after, a person sat down beside Feng Xian.

"Master Feng, long time no see." Chen Mo wore a mask on his face, his expression was invisible, and his eyes fell on Shen Yaojin who was shining brilliantly on the stage.

"Chen Mo? What are you doing here?"

"My grandfather promised to help, why hasn't your father cleared my parents of the suspicion?" Chen Mo asked first.

"Your family has done so many violations of the rules, how can it be solved so easily?" Feng Xian said impatiently, "Can't you just wait?"

"I think your Feng family is thinking of benefiting and refusing to recognize people?" Chen Mo sneered.

Feng Xian suddenly felt a little more pressure, and looked at her like a knife.

"Shen Yaojin's appearance on stage, doesn't Young Master Feng feel like a person?" Chen Mo suddenly changed the subject, and his tone became unhurried.

Feng Xian's face changed suddenly, and he looked at her coldly, "What do you want to say?"

"Back then, your Feng family could hide Mi Yao's death from everyone, but we couldn't hide it from our Chen family." Chen Mo turned to look at him with madness in his eyes, "Shen Yaojin and Mi Yao look very similar, right?"

"They all carry the word "yao". Who is the person you saw through Shen Yaojin?"

"Is it Mi Yao who lost her freedom because of your control and decided to commit suicide?"

Mi Yao, Mi Yao!

Feng Xian's face suddenly became terrifying, and he raised his hand to slap Chen Mo, "You are not allowed to mention her name!"

Chen Mo didn't seem to feel any pain, and laughed out loud.

The noise here was so loud that the performance on the stage stopped.

Shen Lu moved his body, he didn't sleep too deeply, so he woke up quickly.

"What happened?" Shen Lu asked blankly.

"Just watching the show." Shen Boxing stroked her head with a casual tone.

Go to a play?

Shen Lu immediately raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

As the chief's first show, she stopped playing because of the farce that happened in the arena. A trace of disgust and unhappiness quickly crossed Shen Yaojin's face. When she looked at the same, her expression changed suddenly.

Chen Mo? !Why is she here!

Still standing with Feng Xian?What does she want to do? !

I saw Chen Mo standing on the chair, she took off the mask, her huge smile almost reached her ears, the madness and joy in her eyes made her look like a lunatic.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Mo said loudly, "Shen Yaojin! Don't you know? Feng Xian who holds you in his palm is actually using you as a substitute! The person he really loves is Mi Yao! You and her look the same How similar, he is also a violinist, he controls Mi Yao, and won't let her leave him half a step."

"Then he was driven crazy by him, and he jumped off the building of Feng's company, and Mi Yao died... Hahahahaha!"

People in the orchestra have more or less heard the name Mi Yao,

Chen Mo looked at Shen Yaojin's dazed look, and laughed even more crazily. She turned her head and smiled coldly, and said to Feng Xian, "Feng Xian, I'll tell you a secret too."