The boss of the apocalypse dressed up as a wealthy kid to fuck

When the people present heard this, they heard whispers from time to time.

Obviously, they didn't believe what Song Sha said. After all, in front of a master of ancient painting restoration like Zhang Siyi, all restorers were sisters.

However, there are still people who talk shamelessly in front of the master.

Huh, three hours? Idiot's dream.

"Who gave her the courage, Liang Jingru? She is only in her early twenties, what kind of ancient paintings can she restore?"

"Just because Professor Ning likes me, I'm so capable."

"You're not very young, but you're pretty good at it. Three hours? It won't be possible for her to repair this painting in three years."

Ning Kexin rolled her eyes and stood up: "If you are eager to show off, you have to consider the occasion. You said you can repair ancient paintings, but who dares to repair it for you? Can you afford to pay compensation if the repair is bad?"

"This was sent from the Cultural Relics Bureau. Oh, yes, you probably don't even know what the Cultural Relics Bureau is, kindergarten teacher."

Song Sha raised her eyes and glanced at her.

Ning Kexin suddenly shrank her neck: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?"

Song Sha said quietly: "Is one cake not enough to fill your mouth?"

"You!!!" Ning Ran stamped his feet angrily. She hadn't settled the score with her yet, but she still dared to mention it.

Zhang Siyi tugged her lips, raised her eyebrows and said, "I'll give you three hours, but I want to see how you can fix it in three hours."

She said this with obvious arrogance.

Song Sha lives in the last days and is not someone who can be manipulated by others. A flash of light flashed through her clear eyes: "What if I fix it?"

"It's fixed, I'll give you the position of "Holy Hand"." Zhang Siyi obviously realized that the other party was not a good person, and she would rather think that she had offended the wrong person today.

Ning Jiang's vision was as ruthless as before, and the daughter-in-law in his eyes was just as unyielding.

But she really didn't believe it. If someone could repair it in three hours and pretend to be fat, then give him a hard slap in the face.

A title that is not worthy of the name, Song Sha prefers the real thing. She said: "I don't need any "holy hands". If it's repaired, I want this set of things you brought."

Her eyes fell on the repair tools in front of Zhang Siyi.

This set was customized by Zhang Siyi. There is only one set in the world, and the loose jade has been polished for several years. Its value is far more than the original price. It is already a priceless treasure.

Zhang Siyi narrowed her eyes and said, "Okay, as long as you fix it, I'll give it to you."

With gambling items, this is much more fun.

Ning Jiang frowned and pulled Song Sha over: "Are you really able to do it?"

Song Sha patted her hand and nodded firmly: "No problem."

Ning Jiang knew that Song Sha was not a person who acted on her own initiative. If she wanted to understand someone, she could tell by one thing she did.

Ning Jiang took a deep breath: "Okay, mom will prepare whatever you need."

Song Sha: "A basin of water and a towel."

Ning Jiang: "What else? What else do you need?"

"That's enough." Song Sha glanced at Zhang Siyi: "I have someone prepared."

Zhang Siyi: "......"

The difficulty in restoring a painting is that the original image is not known, and the missing corners are missing, which adds a lot of difficulty to the restorer.

Song Sha stood in front of the painting, and Gu Ming beside her shouted softly: "Goddess! Come on!"

Song Sha waved to him: "Come here."

Gu Ming: "???"

Song Sha looked at Gu Shangyu again: "Come here too."

Gu Shangyu: "......"

Everyone looked at Song Sha in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, she even ordered Gu Shangyu.

But Gu Shangyu actually moved!

The two walked to Song Sha. Song Sha gave them the painting and asked them to hold one end each and unfold the painting completely.

Song Sha measured it with her eyes. It was six meters long and three meters wide. From left to right were the records of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Spring, spring bamboo, peach blossoms.

Summer, plowing, cicadas chirping.

Autumn, maple leaves, rice.

winter--

The whole thing was blurred, and it was completely unclear what was drawn on it. There were only some remaining pictures in the corners, but it was difficult to guess what was in the picture from these places.

Therefore, it takes a lot of time just to check the origin of this picture, what kind of rice paper was used, wash out the dirty colors, and put together the remaining pieces.

Three hours?

Almost an impossible task.

Zhang Siyi was holding her chest aside, with disdain in her eyes: "It's still too late to regret it now."

Song Sha raised her eyelids: "Please be quiet."

Zhang Siyi: "......"

call her?

Zhang Siyi was embarrassed in front of her juniors for the first time.

But she had to be quiet, otherwise it would look like she cared too much, and if she was quiet, it would look like she had no status.

Zhang Siyi's chest hurts with anger, she is such a cunning woman!

"Ah Yi, the water you want." At this time, Gu Rongrong came over with a basin of water.

Song Sha took it and rubbed his head: "Thank you for my Rong Rong."

Dozens of pairs of eyes in the Gu family were staring at Song Sha. Of course, everyone was not looking forward to it, but just waiting for Song Sha to slap her in the face.

They wanted to see how powerful the people that Professor Ning and Gu Shangyu both defended were.

Ning Kexin couldn't help but roll her eyes, "It's just sensationalizing and embarrassing."

However, Song Sha focused on herself and completely ignored them.

Once Song Sha is serious, she puts her heart and soul into it and forgets everything else.

Dong Hua didn't have it, so she let it emerge.

What's more, Song Sha has seen the original picture and already has a solution in her mind.

It's just that the people present haven't seen it, she just showed it to them.

Song Sha put the dry towel into the basin to soak it, then spread it out on the painting.

Everyone: "!!!"

mess! This is an ancient painting!

But unfortunately it was too late, the painting was all soaked.

Song Sha didn't panic at all, but opened Zhang Siyi's set of tools.

As a professional restorer, Zhang Siyi has all the tools available, such as brushes, sheep's hoof knives, sheep's hair brushes, rice paper, colored pens and other tools, and all of them are made with exquisite workmanship and are truly high-quality products.

This was the first time for Song Sha to see such workmanship tools, but to her, the tools were all the same, and at most they were only useful or not.

Ten minutes later, Song Sha took off the towel, and the ancient painting was indeed soaked. Others shook their heads, saying it was ruined.

Rather than wait for the good show, she whispered to Zhang Siyi: "Godmother, how much compensation do you think she has to pay now? Does Aunt Ning want to kick her out? Let her show off."

"Shut up!" Zhang Siyi looked at Song Sha without blinking. Her busy figure seemed to say that she was determined to win, and the paintings on the table were emerging bit by bit.

What emerges is not the color, but the traces of the original painting.

When it comes into contact with water, it leaves traces. This is a common method in ancient and modern times.

It’s a snow mountain!

There is also an ice lake!

Winter, snow mountains, glacial lake.

Song Sha smiled.

Ning Jiang saw her smile and couldn't help but ask: "Can you tell which country she comes from?"

Song Sha: "The paintings of the middle and late Ming Dynasty have many changing levels of rendering, unique and full painting techniques, and the use of ink is small but quiet. This master advocates lyricism."

"No wonder he painted spring, summer, autumn and winter, all filled with emotions."

Ning Jiang is sure, she can fix it!

Ning Ning was shocked, how could she fix it?

Zhang Siyi pursed her lips, she was not only good at repairing them!