After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Old Qi and the others saw the bruises gradually showing under Song Jing's eyes, and wanted to persuade Song Jing to take a rest.

But as long as you meet Shang Song Jing's dark eyes, you can't say anything that comes to your mouth.

Even if they rush to work like this, they may not be able to repair the Panlong sculpture within ten days, so how dare they rest.

Elder Qi gritted his teeth, and without saying a word, he also began to reduce the rest time. He was really tired and couldn't bear it, so he squinted for 5 minutes, and then continued to repair.

The fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day.

In the inner field of the museum, the air pressure in a corner was so low and condensed that it was hard to breathe, and everyone around them subconsciously slowed down their voices.

In the middle, on a simple folding chair, a tall and long-legged man sat there with a frosty face, feeling a sense of oppression all over his body.

No one knew exactly why this master came here, and for whom.

He built one there, and it was a big Buddha that no one could afford to offend.

The museum staff next to me broke out in cold sweat.

Suddenly, the cell phone that the man held in his hand vibrated, and a call came in.

He answered the phone with a cold voice, "Say."

"Brother Yan, we have intercepted all of their people."

"You're a bitch, you really are using the Panlong carving to create public opinion and divert attention. In fact, you want to steal No. 05 medicine." Xiang Wenxing gritted his teeth, and his words smelt bloody, "Come here They are all elites, we lost thirteen people, but they lost more than us."

"Take all the people back to the Fengsheng Punishment Hall, and go through all the methods on them, and let them all be recruited without missing a word." Shi Yan squinted at the center illuminated by the light, and the carving knife in Song Jing's hand was gone. Changed to a brush, his fair face showed the tired paleness of staying up late for a long time, and there was a black and blue circle of fatigue under his eyes, but his hands were still steady and quiet.

"Understood." Xiang Wenxing paused, but couldn't help asking, "Brother Yan, how is Song Jing going?"

"It's not over yet. Hang up." Shi Yan hung up the call but didn't put away the phone, pinching the phone with white jade-like fingers while turning it around, gently knocking on his knee.His eyes only fell on Song Jing all the time, and he didn't move away.

【Really, regardless of whether the last Panlong sculpture was repaired or not, Saio will be my god from now on! 】

[It's been seven days and seven nights, and Saio hasn't squinted his eyes. He has been intensively repairing the whole process. If it was me, he would have collapsed a long time ago!Worship! 】

[I am a student of cultural relics restoration. People who restore cultural relics cannot say that Class [-] is proficient in all martial arts, but there are too many things to know.Moreover, when restoring cultural relics, it is necessary to understand the background of the dynasties where these cultural relics belonged, as well as the technical characteristics of those dynasties at that time.You have to keep thinking in your head, and you can't make a single mistake in your skills.Not to mention Saio's seven-day and seven-night concentrated restoration, even if he only does this for half a day, ordinary people will be exhausted. 】

【Sao, I really beg you, go and take a break, even if it's just to take a nap. 】

[Saiio is going to slap YY country in the face!Come on Saio! 】

At this time, the basic restoration has already been completed, and the work that Mr. Qi and the others can help to complete has also been done, so they can only stand around and watch Song Jing carry out the final restoration.

The restoration of cultural relics, the more you go to the later, the more you will test your skills and patience.

The dragon body, dragon tail, and dragon scales were repaired bit by bit, and then painted again.

The final priority is the eyes of the dragon.

Song Jing took the paintbrush, dipped in the prepared paint, and drew the dragon's eyes bit by bit.

Old Qi and the others clenched their hands nervously. Whether Panlong can really be repaired depends on the finishing touch.

If the restoration is good, they will be lucky enough to witness the magnificent scene when the Panlong sculpture was unearthed, which is like the birth of a dragon. But if the order is not good, the dragon will not be a snake, and their other work will be in vain.

"Lighting." Song Jing backed away holding the brush, and the light next to him immediately followed.

The staff in charge of the lighting in the museum know how to use the lighting to show the characteristics and charm of the cultural relics to the greatest extent. When the lighting falls, the carving of the dragon on the ground seems to be alive, and a huge black shadow suddenly rises into the sky and is reflected on the opposite wall. above.

The dragon dances and the dragon roars.

Everyone looked at the huge black dragon that seemed to be alive on the wall, and their faces were full of shock.

A sense of solemnity and heaviness that belonged to the beast was instantly suppressed, and everyone's hearts seemed to be seized by an invisible force in an instant, leaving only awe.

"Okay! It's been repaired! It's really been repaired!" Several restorers exclaimed, and their voices even broke with excitement.

Elder Qi looked at the giant dragon on the wall, and then at the sculpture of a coiled dragon on the ground.Shenlong's eyes shone brightly, with infinite charm, but also with endless sense of oppression and majesty.

Alive!

Panlong really came alive in Saio's hands!

Old Qi's hands were trembling with excitement, and his eyes were flushed with tears.He never thought that he would actually be able to see the magnificent scene when the Panlong sculpture, which was once passed down as a myth, was unearthed in his lifetime.

Elder Qi couldn't help but think, Shenlong, in fact, really exists!

[God!Oh My God!I can't find any adjectives at this time.Saio is awesome! 】

[The bet said ten days, Saio repaired it in seven days, Saio is awesome! 】

【Saio is awesome! ! ! ! ! 】

[Is it just me who realizes that Saio's eyes are too black even through the camera? 】

【I'm a doctor, please, let Saio go to sleep, go right away! 】

The entire live broadcast room was boiling, and everyone started to cheer, and tears filled their eyes involuntarily.

After recovering from the shock, the staff and media at the scene began to applaud.

One applause, two applause, one applause, and then thunderous applause!

"Okay!" A high-pitched shout broke out in the No. 3 venue. Anyone who is from Fengguo is excited and proud at this moment.

Qi Laoqiang held back his tears, and stepped forward to pick up the paintbrush in Song Jing's hand, "Zhaiwei, are you okay?"

"En." Song Jing responded lightly, and handed over the paintbrush in his hand, only then did Elder Qi realize that her fingertips were shaking.

She didn't sleep a wink for seven days and nights, even a god should fall, not to mention that she was just a teenage girl with a mortal body.

"Saiwei, you..." Qi Lao broke his guard, hot tears poured out of his eyes.

"Stop it." Song Jing calmly withdrew his hand, suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, laughed lowly, raised his eyes to look at the representative of Country Y, his scarlet eyes were evil and mad, "The matter is far from over."

"You, you can call Dad now."