Fisherman's Secret

There are several pages of villains fighting in the painting. Given Fang Jing's poor painting skills, those paintings are as childish as children's graffiti, but Fang Jing's expression gets weirder the more he looks at it.

In the first picture, two rows of small boats are drawn side by side, and several small figures stand at the bow of the boat facing each other far away, as if the two armies are facing each other; in the second picture, the picture changes again. A fire broke out, and in some small boats, different villains were fighting together, and the flames of war were raging; in the third painting, only a few small boats were parked on the water, and the villains on the boats danced and seemed to be celebrating victory. The team disappeared.The next few paintings are almost in a similar situation. The fleet of the Communist Party fights with various people, and they all win in the end.

What does it mean?war?Who is fighting whom?

Fang Jing frowned, thinking that the painting was really abstract, but he never thought that he had the potential to be an abstract painter.

When Cen Jiu came back from buying breakfast, he saw Fang Jing sitting on the bed in a daze, and leaned over to take a look: "What is this? You drew it?"

"I don't know." Fang Jing said depressedly.

Why not draw nautical charts, but villains fight?And he can't read it at all, okay?If I had known this earlier, I should have taken art as an elective when I was in college, otherwise I wouldn’t have to be so entangled now, it’s really hard to buy with money, I should have known earlier.

Cen Jiu picked up the drawing book, looked at it for a long time, and reluctantly said: "It seems to be fighting, the drawing is really good."

Fang Jing: "..."

"What's the meaning of this?" Fang Jing's eyebrows were frowning. He thought it was a nautical chart, but it turned out to be a villain fighting. How can he confirm the location of the sunken ship!

Cen Jiu pinched his face and said, "Eat first, then go to work."

Fang Jing looked at the time, it was already eight o'clock, so he had to put away his drawing book and go to eat first.

Cen Jiu bought porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat. The porridge was almost melted, sprinkled with chopped green vegetables, and served with freshly cooked steamed dumplings and steamed dumplings. It looked very appetizing.

Cen Jiu made two glasses of milk, put breakfast on a plate, and ate it with Fang Jing.

Fang Jing was still thinking about the villain fighting, wondering what the hell does this mean?He's really not good at solving puzzles.

"Hurry up, we're going to be late." Cen Jiu put a steamed dumpling to his mouth.

Fang Jing opened his mouth and took a bite.

The two began to eat breakfast quietly. Fang Jing had been busy for half the night yesterday, and he was very tired, but his appetite was very good. He drank a bowl of porridge and ate three dumplings and two steamed buns. Cen Jiu glanced at him and waited. He finished eating, and after making sure he was full, ate the rest.

After breakfast, Cen Jiu sent him to work.

When we arrived at the museum, Fang Jing said, "I'm going to the school library to look up information after get off work today. You are at home alone. If you don't want to cook, you can go downstairs to eat. You can also order takeaway. The phone number for takeaway is posted on the refrigerator door. "

Cen Jiu said "Yes", "I'll pick you up tonight, and we'll go to the library together."

"It's too hot, you should stay at home, remember to turn on the air conditioner, don't suffer from heat stroke." A colleague at the gate called Fang Jing, Fang Jing waved at Cen Jiu, "Go back quickly, it will heat up in a while."

Cen Jiu nodded, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and watched Fang Jing enter the gate of the museum.

"Your friend?" The colleague looked at Cen Jiu and asked curiously.

"En." Fang Jing nodded.

"I haven't seen it before. He looks so handsome." The colleague patted Cen Jiu with his mobile phone and said, "It's so kind of you to send you to work so early."

Fang Jing thought to himself, of course my boyfriend treats me well.

The colleague posted the photo to the group showily, and immediately attracted a group of wolf girls to watch.

"Ah, where did the handsome guy come from? He's so handsome!"

"Ask for a phone call, ask for a penguin, ask for WeChat, ask for a date."

"Bronze ball."

"Ah, my mother, I have been single for 26 years, and I have kept myself clean. I have finally met the male god of my dreams. Please introduce me, please introduce me."

Fang Jing: "..."

I'm so sorry, you're all a few steps late, such a handsome guy has already been eaten by him, and there is not even a scum left.I thought that I must hide Cen Jiu in the future, the women outside are so tough, just looking at the photos of a man I have never met before, I can talk about dating in front of everyone.

At eleven o'clock, the director called: "Xiao Fang, a new batch of bronze utensils, please sort out the materials, and it will be exhibited next week. This is urgent, so please work overtime."

"Okay, okay." Fang Jing nodded while receiving the document.

Halfway through sorting out the materials, the showroom called: "Xiao Fang, please translate the Longquan blue-and-white phoenix-bird pattern box last time, both in English and Korean, and it will be put in the exhibition hall in the afternoon. It's urgent."

Fang Jing: "..."

A colleague qs him on Penguin: [My girlfriend's birthday is on Saturday, I agreed to spend it with her, can you help me get off work?Please please! "

Fang Jing was full of black lines, thinking that he was just a data entry clerk, not a translator or a commentator, okay? !

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jing contacted the translation company first, but the translator who usually had business dealings got married and went abroad for honeymoon. The new translator recommended by the translation company was obviously a novice. Fang Jing asked her to try a paragraph. Many proper nouns were wrong at first glance. of.

Fang Jing had no choice but to decline this one and asked the other party to recommend a translator with a more professional background.

After the translation was finally finalized, Fang Jing printed out the photos of the newly arrived bronze vessels, and carried the photos to the reference room to check the information.

After recording the materials for a day, my eyes were dazzled, and my hands were cramped when typing on the keyboard. Looking at the densely packed cultural relics, Fang Jing was almost dizzy.

Organized the materials and sent a copy to the director.

The new translation was relatively good, and finally passed the translation materials before leaving get off work. Fang Jing hurriedly sent them to the showroom, but the showroom said it was not used for the time being.

Fang Jing almost wanted to yell at the phone. He was urging him to death in the morning, but now he doesn't want it anymore. You should have said it earlier, causing him to waste so much time and energy.

Data entry clerk, handyman, temporary assistant to the director...

Turn on the computer every day, sort out the data, enter the computer, day after day, year after year. Compared with the excitement and excitement of fishing, this job is simply boring.

I really want to quit my job!

Fang Jing hung up the phone with a "snap" in anger, and within two seconds, the phone rang again.

"What are you doing again?!"

There was a small pause on the other end of the phone, and then Cen Jiu's voice came over: "Don't be angry."

Fang Jing: "..."

"I'm outside the museum, are you off work?" Cen Jiu asked.

"It's time to get off work, wait for me, I'll come out right away." Fang Jing only felt that it was a hard day, and only this moment was happy.

In August, when the temperature in Haicheng was the highest, Cen Jiu stood outside for a while, his forehead was covered with sweat, and there was a ring of water stains on the back of his T-shirt.

"Is it hot? I didn't tell you not to come out." Fang Jing said, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Cen Jiu shook his head.

Fang Jing took Cen Jiu to the university town to eat simple beef noodles. Fang Jing ate one bowl and Cen Jiu ate two bowls.

After eating noodles, the two went to the cultural relics research library.There are a lot of internal materials in the cultural relics research library, which cannot be borrowed from outsiders. Professor Lu specially gave him a borrowing card. He can only borrow materials in the library and cannot take the books out.

In the library, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu occupied the corner table, Cen Jiu was reviewing his homework and preparing for the final exam of the deblinding class.

Fang Jing flipped through a book of ancient history, with a pile of books in his hand.

Cen Jiu was dizzy from the initials and finals of bpmfjqx, and threw the book aside: "I'll take a break, what are you reading?"

Fang Jing spread out his drawing book and said, "Look for this. Hey, if I knew this, I should have majored in fine arts in the first place." Nowadays, no one can understand graffiti that is worse than that of elementary school students.

Cen Jiu watched the villains fighting above, smiled, picked out a Ming and Qing album, and slowly flipped through the pages.

"Review your homework." Fang Jing was not happy seeing him so leisurely.

"It's too difficult, the initials and finals, why do you need to take this test?" Cen Jiu's face was distorted at the mention of pinyin.

For a truly illiterate person who has never been to school, Pinyin and Chinese characters are two completely different languages.

"Because this is the most basic." Fang Jingxin thought that Cen Jiudu was 19 years old, and he still had to study elementary school courses, which was a crime.

Cen Jiu flipped through the book, looked at the painting book, and suddenly said, "Look at this, does it look like it?"

On the book is a picture book of naval battles between the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the navy flag on one side looks like the little man flag painted by Fang Jing.

Fang Jing: "..."