Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 42
The screen disappeared, and Li Dingan remained silent.

He found that he laughed early.

Of course Li Ding'an knows the poem "Vase of Flowers", and he has also seen in the book the relationship between Lu Xiaoman and Hu Shi who is unclear, unclear, constantly cutting, and still confusing.

But he didn't know that it happened under such circumstances: Lu Xiaoman's first husband, Wang Qian, was a senior military officer of the Kuomintang, and he and Xu Zhimo were still good friends.He went to the front to fight, and asked Xu Zhimo to take care of Lu Xiaoman, and this care took care of him on the bed.

After being smashed by Wang Qian, Xu Zhimo hid in Europe under pressure.Before leaving, he asked Hu Shi to take care of Lu Xiaoman.

Then, something went wrong again.At that time, Lu Xiaoman hadn't divorced Wang Qian yet...

There is also the following: In 1930, Xu Zhimo went to teach in Beiping, which was suggested by Hu Shi and provoked... Before leaving, he asked Hu Shi to take care of Lu Xiaoman...

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, even surpassing the feeling of scalp tingling and nausea when I read the story of "Broken Painting and Deceived Trio".

Because these three are all celebrities in the field of modern literature, and they have left a strong and profound imprint on history. In a sense, these three are all predecessors.

The image of the senior collapsed, and Li Ding'an's three views were also shattered, shattered all over the place.

Some words are not very good, and they are not absolute.But when it comes to Lu Xiaoman, it's absolute.

And the other two!

Really... there is no good person...

Is this learning?
It's pure torture.

If you want to learn a skill, you have to learn the skill well, and it’s okay to tell the ins and outs of the box, but why do you show me these things?
I don't know how long it has passed, but it seems that there is still a sense of absurdity in the air...

Feeling lost and stupefied, Li Dingan came back to his senses after almost half an hour.

Forget it, don't want to...

He looked at the skill options again:

1. Memory from Xu Zhimo, modern poetry, lv[-].

1. Memories from Lu Xiaoman, Meticulous Painting, lv[-].
1. Appraisal of letters of famous modern masters, LV[-].
2. Appraisal of Calligraphy and Painting by Contemporary Famous Artists, LV[-].

In an instant, his mood improved, and Li Ding'an blossomed happily. They were all practical skills, and there was no such nonsense as gambling.

Moreover, "Contemporary Famous Calligraphy and Painting Appraisal" can be upgraded to LV2.

It's just that the first level is so powerful, and the next level...

The hairs on Li Ding'an's body were laughing, but after much deliberation, he chose "three", which is the handwriting of famous masters.

Anyway, there are still many opportunities, so don’t seek refinement first, seek broadness first.Otherwise, if you encounter similar things in the future, wouldn't you have to be caught blind?
……

For half an hour, there was no movement in the room, Guan Chengming thought he was asleep.

It was not easy to see him come out, only to find that he had a sullen face.

"Why, you made millions at once, aren't you happy?"

Li Dingan waved his hand: "I'm not unhappy, and it's not about making money!"

"That's fine!"

Guan Chengming sat next to him, "Two drinks tonight?"

He sighed: "Another day!"

It's not that I'm in a bad mood, I'm an adult after all, and I understand that celebrities are human beings, and they also have a shameful side.

So it's over, there's nothing to worry about.

It was only after he finished learning the skills that he realized that the appraisal skill points were about to bottom out.Moreover, the system has not released awards related to skill points for a long time.

If it is empty, what should I do if I encounter a category that I have not learned before?
While worrying, the phone buzzed twice again.

A word is displayed on the screen: Mom.

Li Dingan is even more worried...

It must not be answered, at least not now, or you will be nagged to death.

Without hesitation, he pressed it.

As soon as the phone was hung up, a voice came: Li Ding'an, you are very capable, just wait for me...

Just wait and wait...

He muttered to himself, but his heart was still a little apprehensive, thinking that when he came home on the weekend, he must choose a better gift for his old lady.

Two days until the weekend...

Oh yes, I have to go to the museum tomorrow...

With messy thoughts in his mind, Li Ding'an said hello and left the old disabled house.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and after taking a casual bite on the street, he went back to the rental house.

……

When he got up in the morning, he tidied up a little, and when he went out, Li Ding'an brought another jar of old wine.

It was given to He Anbang by the way.

There will be a lot more when dealing with each other in the future, so it's not about flattery, at most it's just reciprocity.

But to put it another way: Guan Dehai was so humble when he didn't see He Anbang.And when it comes to He Anbang's promise to Li Ding'an, just go to him if you have something to do, how envious are Wu Weimin and Fang Wenwen?

So, when it's time to move, move...

The National Museum is located in Tiananmen Square, opposite to the Great Hall, just across the road.

At first glance, there seems to be no difference between the two buildings, the same columns and the same building.The only difference is that the square at the entrance of the museum is relatively small.

Since last year, the museum has suspended external exhibitions, and the hall is empty, except for two staff members in suits standing at the door.

"Hi, my name is Li Ding'an, I have an appointment with Director He!"

The young man stretched out his hand hurriedly: "Mr. Li, hello, the curator told me, I will take you there!"

"it is good!"

Through the lobby, the staff took Li Ding'an to the administration building on the north side. The office was small but extremely clean.A pot of green dill climbed around the bookcase and covered half of the wall.

Seeing him carrying a bag, He Anbang's eyes lit up: "Did you find something good again?"

"I'll show you later!"

"That's right!" He Anbang nodded, and took out a document from the drawer, "Sign it!"

It's a donation agreement, with ordinary terms and nothing new.

Li Ding'an swiped his pen: "Just a signature? If I knew you had brought it with you when you went to Panjiayuan the last two times, I would have signed it without any hassle."

"How can it be so simple, you need to issue certificates and take pictures. After that, the museum's official website and public account will publish announcements, and when it's over, it will be published in the museum's journal..."

"So grand?"

Li Ding'an was a little surprised: Is this his name left in the history books?

The procedure is very simple, a donation agreement is signed, and then a certificate is issued.

Then Li Dingan took the donation certificate and took a photo next to the showcase.

After opening, there is a photo of Jingshi on one side, a thank you to Li Ding'an on the other side, and the steel seal of the museum and the red badge of the Ministry of Culture on the bottom.

Looking at an ordinary little red book, strictly speaking, it is a veritable ministerial honor.

As for the deeper things, Li Ding'an can't figure it out yet.But he at least knows: When the identity and status reach a certain level, he can understand the meaning and understand the benefits.

Because that's what the millionaires do...

(End of this chapter)