My museum is perfect!

[A few days ago, when the cultural relics department of H City conducted the second archaeological excavation in Qingta Township, Renqiu City, they discovered a large number of identifiable cultural relics such as pottery spinning wheels, copper arrowheads, and retorts from the Warring States Period to the Western Han Dynasty...]

[This tomb was excavated eight years ago. According to geological and mineral analysis and historical records, this tomb is the burial area of ​​Liu Yu, the son of King Xian of Hejian. ]

[The reporter visited and found that the cemetery had been devastated before the cultural relics were unearthed. The archaeologists responded that the collapse of the cemetery, the oxidation of cultural relics and other non-uncontrollable factors are normal. The cultural relics are destroyed without rain...]

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In the midsummer of September, the sun is scorching.

City H just experienced a heavy rain last night, and the inexhaustible sultry heat in the air lingered in everyone's heart. At noon, the scorching sun scorched every inch of the land, and the yellow-brown land cracked into lumps.

In Renqiu City, where the burial area was found, a yellow cordon has been pulled up, and simple tents have been set up on a large area of ​​open land.

In the tent closest to the cemetery, the gray-haired old man dropped his mobile phone on the table, raised his cane and pointed at the five young men in front of him, "Who asked you to be interviewed! Destructive damage? Collapse and oxidation uncontrollable factors? Who said that? Is this the real situation? Are you trying to piss me off?"

The old man's hands were trembling, and he yelled until his throat cracked, "You guys, where did you come from! You are all fired!"

Among the five, the leading man couldn't bear it first. He tore off the badge hanging from his neck, and his neck was flushed, "If you don't do it, you won't do it! I won't be wronged! Stay in this damn place!" For so many months, we are cultural relic restorers, not an archaeological team, nor an excavator!"

The five of them are all top students from prestigious schools, and they are also the best of their mentors at school. It can be said that they have suffered a lot from being recommended by their mentors to the archaeological excavation team this time. Not to mention the hot weather, they were scolded by Mr. Zhou and the team leader in turn. There are various tricks without repetition. The group of people who are new to the scene have never experienced this before, and their tempers were instantly ignited.

After the man said this, several other people also echoed, "Yes, sunscreen is not allowed in such hot weather, I have been tanned several times."

"In the same period, I was blowing the air conditioner indoors. The next day I went in, I started repairing and practicing. Why did you come to us and just watch? And after such a long time, our only task is to bring you tea, water and lunch boxes. This is not fair! "

"Old Zhou, it's not that everyone disrespects you, it's because it's unfair!"

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You are not allowed to apply sunscreen because you are afraid that the chemicals left on your hands will infringe on the cultural relics. It is not tiring to watch and study from the sidelines, and you are not too busy to help deliver water?

Hearing the five people's excuses, Old Zhou laughed angrily, "The restorer won't enter the site to participate in the excavation work? Look at what's written on your sign! Interns! I asked you to follow Qiao Qiao, and you just follow in peace." Fuck, want to run before you learn how to walk, what kind of reason is that!"

The man raised his head and retorted, "Follow Qiao Qiao? She was born in a non-major class and younger than us. Does she have the qualifications? We have all passed official examinations and reviews. No matter from which aspect, we are better than us. She qualifies."

Hearing this, the women among the interns also nodded slightly.

That's right, how could Qiao Qiao be able to restore cultural relics independently? Could it be because of that pretty face?It was also exposed to the wind, rain and sun, and their faces were all dry and skinny. On the other hand, Qiao Qiao's face was delicate, rosy and shiny.

Compared with this, the woman was so angry that her back molars were about to be crushed.

"Why?" Elder Zhou snorted coldly, "When you were still playing in the mud at school, she could independently repair the broken Siyang square bottle! Separate the silk books that are soaked in water, mildew, and sticking to each other within three days! Close your eyes Combining broken and soaked bamboo slips, can you do it?"

"I don't make it difficult for you, as long as you can do the same, I will let you start the restoration work. I dare you to do it, can you?"

As soon as this remark came out, the five people fell silent instantly, and they could only hold back if they refused to accept it. No one dared to start these three repairs with less than ten or eight years of work foundation. Not to mention the most complicated steps, it would be a little careless The repair career is directly over.

Seeing the speechless look of this group of people and thinking of the information they revealed to the media, he became angry and pointed at the door and shouted at the five people: "Get out!"

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The noise spread into the tomb, and the topic character, Qiao Qiao, was squatting on the open space and using a brush to clean up the fragmented epitaph. Her movements were gentle and quick, and every movement of her wrist was extremely pleasing to the eye.

The archaeological colleague who was helping to hand over the materials jokingly said, "Old Qiao, are you so good at listening to gossip?"

Qiao Qiao couldn't help laughing, nodded and said, "That's right, I'm getting old, and my work efficiency will improve after a while."

Archaeological colleagues gave a thumbs up.

He's a werewolf, and he doesn't even let gossip about himself.

Repairing and splicing is a large project, and many times the restorer needs to go in and out of the site with the archaeological team. If it is a site of a second collapse, the antiques that have been broken into residues and mud are mixed together, and they need to be screened and selected. The Cun Burial Pit could not be cleared within ten days and half a month, but with Qiao Qiao, all this is not a problem.

Qiao Qiao has synesthesia. In her world, the words she sees have colors, the sounds she hears have flavors, and the smells she smells can be directly converted into molecular formulas in her mind... The residue that has been broken into countless pieces is in front of her eyes. In her eyes, it is nothing more than a colored jigsaw puzzle. The same color is divided into piles and arranged in order. The final product is a painting with "color, fragrance and fragrance".

Residue splicing is a test for ordinary restorers, but for Qiao Qiao, the initial screening is just the first step, and it can be done in just a few minutes.

The big dish is to mend the caulking and turn the "painting" into a "person".

Like a smoking pipe carved in white copper in the late Qing Dynasty, the human figure is a charming girl with red lips and plain hands. Her black hair is coiled with a golden hairpin. Her slender and straight thighs are looming under the bright red split cheongsam. Eyes, the end of the eyes filled with countless passions.

Hairpins, hairpins, hairpins, and phoenix crowns are mostly young girls in green clothes and red emeralds, with tenderness on their brows like a willow moon, layers of gold tassels on their waists, and a light and graceful figure. Wherever they go, step by step Shenglian, babbling and singing an unknown ditty.

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Counting things and appearances, counting appearances and states, each utensil is like Qiao Qiao's friends, relatives, and children. She will never recognize or misspell any utensil.

In the eyes of colleagues, Qiao Qiao's operation of sweeping up the dust and directly using tweezers to start sorting is really too coquettish, no matter how many times you watch it, it is jaw-dropping.

Just after handing over the cleared tray to the archaeological colleagues, both parties heard a "click" sound coming from their sides.

The long-term struggle on the front line made the two nervous. They looked at each other and said in unison, "It's going to collapse! Run!"

The tomb collapsed once, so the passage was opened by the archaeological team with interns for the second excavation. The surrounding and top were consolidated with wooden squares. Obviously, the heavy rain and the sun and the technology were not good enough, and the wooden squares were not very stable. .

Soil and broken stones kept falling from above, and the entire passage was filled with a lot of dust, which hindered vision. The archaeologist stepped on the air and almost fell into the grave pit. out.

"Come on! Quick!"

The closer you are to the entrance of the cave, the faster the rate of collapse will be. From the corner of your eye, Qiao Qiao caught a glimpse of the boards and blocks above his head falling, so he directly stuffed the tray towards the other side suspiciously, and pushed the person towards the entrance of the cave.

Before the archaeological colleagues had time to look back, the entire entrance of the cave was tightly blocked.

The man's limbs were cold, his hand holding the tray was shaking, his back was numb, and his mind was blank.

"Old Joe!"

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The back of her head was in severe pain. Qiao Qiao thought she would wake up in the hospital after such an accident. At the moment when the plank hit her head, the image of herself shaved and stitched flashed in her mind, so she was mentally prepared. When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was back home!

? ? ? ?

The last picture in my memory is the collapse accident. If such an accident happened, no matter what, conservative treatment must be carried out in the hospital!

She bought the highest standard of medical insurance!

Before Qiao Qiao could clear his mind, the phone on the counter rang, and the caller ID was Mr. Zhou.

After answering the phone, Qiao Qiao heard the other party mournfully say, "Qiao Qiao! I'm sorry for you!"

Elder Zhou can't be blamed for such a collapse accident, besides, she is fine.

"I don't blame you, this kind of thing..."

"I'm sorry for the museum, I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for your dead parents!"

"what?"

Mr. Zhou, wake up!She is an orphan, and even the fortune teller said that her father and mother were defeated by the lonely star of Tiansha, and her parents passed away 18 years ago!

Qiao Qiao was about to discuss this issue rationally with the other party when he heard the other party say, "Your museum has been stolen!"

A "?" slowly appeared above Qiao Qiao's black and beautiful hair

Which museum has been stolen?

Where is the museum in my house?

As soon as I realized this problem, a line of Microsoft Yahei NO.11 font appeared in front of my eyes——

[Three months ago, your parents passed away strangely, and you, who just graduated from university, inherited the family business—Chengjing Museum from them. ]

[The rapid development of science and technology has made historical relics not valued, and the poor management is making losses day by day, so you can only entrust the museum to the most trusted curator Zhou. ]

[Today, three months later, you received a call from the museum about the theft of cultural relics, huge losses, and what should you do when you are under tremendous pressure. ]

[Whether to install the Museum Guidance 1.0 system, this system will teach you how to retrieve the stolen cultural relics, make up for huge losses, and restore the museum to its former glory. ]

[whether]

Qiao Qiao knew that he was not normal. Whether it was treating cultural relics as "human beings" or his own synesthesia, he was diagnosed as a mental illness by the hospital.

After staring blankly for a while, after reading this sand sculpture rpg game guide, Qiao Qiao suddenly felt that his illness was serious again.

Without the slightest hesitation, he raised his hand and resolutely pointed to the right.

"no."

[? ? ? ? ]

The author has something to say: a "?"

A "?" slowly appeared above the system's head

- You wake up, please wake up!

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Ok, since the heroine chose "No", this article ends (bushi)

Open a new article!The old rules and new articles give out red envelopes to the top ten!

Probably the style is sand sculpture social animals and violent (the copywriting is too serious, it will be changed later)

The heroine's strength and showmanship are flying together, and all relevant theoretical knowledge involved comes from the Internet and books, including Shan Hai Jing, Zi Bu Yu, cultural relics and historical unofficial history... If you are a professional student and find a bug, you can leave a message in the comment area!I will change it!

Because it is a non-professional student, this article is still based on plot stories, most of which are made up and a few are adapted, involving a small amount of restoration process.

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