Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 126

Monday, eight o'clock.

Li Ding'an came to the second courtyard of Jingyuan on time with his schoolbag.

It's time for class, the school gate is closed, and only a few figures can be seen occasionally.

He was bored, staring at the plaque of "Humanities College of Peking University" in a daze.

By mistake, he became a student again?

After careful calculation, it has been less than a year since graduation, but why does it feel like it has been a long time?
My mind was flying wild, and a voice came from beside me: "Li Ding'an, Junior Brother Li!"

"Oh...Senior Brother Gao, just call and let the door open, why did you come here in person?"

"You're called Senior Brother, are you still so polite?"

Gao Shengdong smiled, showed his ID to the security guard, and the electric door opened slowly.

"Professor Wu confessed, let me take you through the formalities first, such as accommodation... I will report officially tomorrow."

"Oh...no, I live nearby."

"Ah... have you bought a house?"

Li Ding'an just wanted to say that he rented it, but then he thought: half a month ago, Gao Shengdong watched him earn [-] million with his own eyes...

He smiled and nodded again.

Gao Shengdong was stunned for a while, and couldn't help feeling a little envious: When will he be able to settle down in the capital?

Seeing his appearance, Li Ding'an was a little puzzled: Shouldn't it?

He always felt that it was actually quite easy to make money in the field of cultural archeology...

After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Usually, Brother Gao didn't do any work outside the school... Oh, projects, such as helping people identify or something?"

"Take it!"

Gao Shengdong rubbed his nose and said after a long time, "Slapped my eyes a few times..."

I'm going... no wonder?
It is estimated that not only helping people to identify, but also making sure that I have also tampered with something.

But nine times out of ten it is...lost!
It's not easy to talk about it anymore, Li Ding'an chatted about other topics, and the two walked away while talking.

As he walked, he realized that he seemed to be going the wrong way.

He used to come to Peking University often, so he was basically familiar with it: he remembered that the Faculty of Arts was in the northeast corner, but the two of them were heading northwest?
"Brother, did you go wrong?"

"That's right, this is it...Professor Wu also has an office in the School of Culture and Museology..."

After a short pause, Gao Shengdong slapped his forehead, "I forgot to tell you that when I came back that day, the teacher changed my major: from modern history to cultural relics research..."

When?

It must be the day I came back from the National Expo...

Li Ding'an was immediately overjoyed: When he came in the morning, he was still thinking: I don't know whether the Peking University Research Institute will allow students to change their majors, and whether the procedures are easy to handle.

Didn't think that Professor Wu had already done it for him in advance?

Impressed for a moment, Li Ding'an secretly made up his mind: he must be a good student...

The road is not long, but the scenery is excellent.The two sides are full of pines, cypresses and willows, and there are a few tall ginkgo trees, which can be seen to have been there for some years.

Passing through the woods, you can vaguely see the gray and old eaves of the Jingting Pavilion, and then go forward, suddenly cheerful.

Under the Zhai Ran Pavilion, the Red Lake is sparkling, and seven or eight wild ducks are swimming in the water.

There are two imitation-style buildings beside the lake. They are not high, both have only two floors, but they are huge, covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters.

Blue tiles and white walls, red doors and red windows, and a wooden plaque on the second floor: Wenbo Building.

After a few glances, he followed Gao Shengdong through the door, and just as he crossed the threshold, a quiet breath came over his face.

There are windows on all sides, the hall is empty and bright, the sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the stone bricks is very clear, and even the echo can be heard.

Except for the security guard at the door, there was no one to be seen.

"Undergraduate students are in the next building. There are only doctors and graduate students here, so there are not many people."

"How many... I mean all of them."

"226, plus doctoral, master's and undergraduate students, that's all there is in total."

Li Dingan was silent.

The School of Archeology of Peking University has two departments, six majors for undergraduates, and only four majors for masters and doctors.Divide it up evenly, from undergraduate to doctoral degree, there are nine grades. After this calculation, there are only two students in each class...?
No wonder people often say that even if the archeology major is ranked first in Beijing University, some majors can’t recruit students at all times, and they are just duck eggs?
Sure enough, it's a less popular profession than funeral...

Thinking secretly, the two went up to the second floor, and when they came to the door of an office, Gao Shengdong knocked on the door.

Li Ding'an glanced subconsciously, and saw a small sign nailed to the door: Cultural Relics Research Office ([-]).

This must be Wu Xiang's office, and it can be seen from this that he is also one of the academic leaders...

There was a shout from inside, Gao Shengdong pushed open the door, and then heard the "crackling" sound of the keyboard being tapped.

Seeing Li Ding'an, Wu Xiang raised his head subconsciously: "So fast?"

"Junior brother Li said that he didn't need to arrange accommodation, so he came directly!"

"Alright!" Wu Xiang thought for a while, picked up a form on the table, and handed it over, "Sit down, let's take a look first?"

Li Ding'an subconsciously took it in his hand.

There are a few lines printed on it:

[-]. Preliminary research on Qing Dynasty cultural relics living in Central Asia.

[-]. Research on jade ritual vessels in Qing Dynasty.

[-]. The study of porcelain in the mid-Qing period in NMG and its distribution in the Qing Dynasty.

Ok?
It just happened to be related to the batch of cultural relics brought back from XJ last week. It is estimated that the topic was formulated temporarily after Dean Ding and Professor Wu came back.

But what does it mean to yourself?
"After I came back that day, Dean Ding said: If you are asked to study in the first year of graduate school, you are really overqualified, and there has never been a practice of selecting research assistants from freshmen in the first year of graduate school, so I decided to let you try it first with the second year of graduate school...Of course, you must pass the test, and you can't fail in a single test!"

what?
Li Dingan was a little confused.

Skip one level directly?
This, he really did not expect.

"It just so happens that the National Museum and the Forbidden City are going to conduct in-depth research on this batch of cultural relics, and they are going to cooperate with us... They have temporarily set three research directions, just the one you are holding... It just so happens that you are familiar with that place, so I discussed it with Ding Yuan, and decided that Gao Shengdong will lead the team, and you will assist...

However, he is only responsible for the daily management, and you are responsible for the specific research scope, research content, thesis direction, and connection with the National Museum and the Forbidden City, etc..."

Li Ding'an was no longer in a daze, but completely in a daze.

Isn't this... the project leader?

And there are three at once, and then look at the title: Going to NMG is just a trivial matter, maybe you have to go abroad...

So, none of them are small projects!
But, he is just a freshman... Have you heard of it?
Li Ding'an couldn't sit still: "Professor Wu..."

"Don't worry, listen to me... This is not a decision made by Ding Yuan and I, but He Guan and Lu Yuan's decision..."

After a short pause, Wu Xiang said again: "You forgot: Cultural Heritage Center!"

Dazed for a moment, Li Dingan suddenly realized.

This meeting of the Ministry is a special trip to communicate with cultural and museum organizations in various provinces and cities. The list of personnel will be selected by the localities first, and then submitted to the Ministry for review.

But until now, Li Ding'an still has a blank board. No matter which unit submits it, he must pass the trial before seeing the devil?
Of course, there is still time, and the exam will be in one month at most. It is easy to get a qualification certificate, and then He Anbang or Lu Benzhi recommends which second-level museum to work in, even if you have the qualifications for selection.

But this is definitely not very safe, it is best to have past achievements.In contrast, what kind of grades are more eye-catching than academic papers?
Li Ding'an immediately understood: He Anbang and Lu Benzhi meant that it would be best for him to publish several highly professional papers in authoritative journals as the first author...

The road has been paved to such an extent, Dean Ding and Professor Wu must agree, because this is not a small project, and the cooperation units are the National Museum and the Forbidden City. Besides, Li Ding'an is not only the owner of these cultural relics, but also a student of the School of Cultural Museum and Archaeology. No matter how you look at it, it is an addition to the school.

So, coincidentally...

How could it be possible to refuse?

Li Dingan stood up "teng": "Professor Wu, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

"Well, just do your best!"

Wu Xiang nodded slightly, then looked at Gao Shengdong again, "Don't spread the word!"

He was referring to the phrase "Cultural Preservation Center".Because to some extent, this is more or less suspected of internal operations...

Gao Shengdong nodded his head heavily, and his mind was full of imagination.

That's the cultural preservation center... who can get in there, who isn't a well-known scholar or expert in the country?
But how old is Li Dingan?
When he changed his mind again, he subconsciously thought of the big vat with dragon patterns, Mei Lanfang's phoenix crown, Zhang Daqian's paintings, and the ritual vessels and silver books that had entered the research room of the National Museum.

If you choose any one, it is enough for ordinary experts to use it as a signboard for a lifetime... So, it is completely enough!
Haha... Does that mean that I can hug my thigh in advance?
(End of this chapter)