How Did I Become a God

　　 At noon, the sunshine and Hee in the mid-spring, with a warm temperature. There was noise from the University of Trade campus across the street, and you could vaguely see the small dots among the teaching buildings, buildings, and woods, full of youthful breath.

　　 "You kid!" Professor Zhao raised his head and laughed, reaching out his hand to tap Jing Gao. Leaning on crutches, her daughter Zhao Shiyan greeted Jing Gao to go to his study.

　　 For literati, the study is a very private occasion. Represents some kind of recognition.

　　Professor Zhao This is a posture of pushing the heart to the belly and making a long conversation.

　　 The study room is very elegantly furnished. Based on Jing Gao's understanding of Professor Zhao, the eight achievements of calligraphy and painting in his study room are authentic. Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books displayed on the desk of pinewood.

　　 Jing Gao sat casually in the wooden chair, said "Thank you" to Zhao Shiyan who brought the tea, and smiled and said: "Professor Zhao, what the **** is going on? This image of you handing it over makes me feel uneasy."

Professor Zhao said with a smile: "Xiaojing, you should be admired for three days! However, the transfer of this joint is not accurate. Me, the stinky old nine, and the acid literati. Your kid is a giant, and his fame is all over the world. "

　　 This is called "frame up and roast"!

　　 Jing Gao couldn't laugh or cry, waved his hand and said: "Professor Zhao, you can talk about it quickly." I'm afraid of you.

　　 Zhao Shiyan covered her mouth and smiled beside her. After experiencing Liao Rong's affairs, she often visited her dad recently, and the relationship with Professor Zhao recovered.

　　Professor Zhao and Jing Gao are regarded as "year-old friends", and all the matters of Tuogu are entrusted to Jing Gao. This kind of friendship is almost the same here. After that, it was a bit out of touch. Down the steps and said: "

　　 Since modern times, China has been poor and weak, and has been invaded by Western powers. Li Hongzhang said that this is a major change that has not been seen in three thousand years. The dynasty changed and the people were displaced. People with human faces and beasts are rampant, and wolf-hearted people are everywhere.

　　Under such circumstances, our country's cultural relics have experienced several large-scale losses. For example, the Eight-Power Allied Forces burned the Old Summer Palace, such as the Dunhuang murals and so on. Every event and period makes us latecomers sigh.

　　 I am currently working part-time in a team under the China Special Fund for Rescue of Lost Overseas Cultural Relics. I was responsible for the textual research and coordination of the cultural relics of Yuanmingyuan with a few old friends. "

　　Speaking of this, the 69-year-old Professor Zhao took a sip of water and panted slightly. His body has really deteriorated a bit in the past two years. Relationship breakdown, divorce, daughter divorce, heart surgery, ex-wife scandal, old friend Ren He cut a knife, and he survived all these things. But inevitably, he is getting older physically.

　　 Jing nodded high and listened carefully.

　　 He was born under the red flag and grew up in New China. Of course, he is familiar with the humiliating history of modern China. In fact, in addition to a few part-time jobs in the university, he went to the library to study. His knowledge structure is not missing, but it does not have the depth of elites and professors.

　　 Professor Zhao's remarks, he felt the same way. He remembered studying Yu Qiuyu's "Cultural Bitter Journey" and seeing the loss of Dunhuang cultural relics, dozens of silver dollars exchanged or robbed the precious manuscripts. That kind of regret and indignation is really in my heart.

　　 When a person thinks about survival and death, he has to ask himself three questions: Who am I, where am I from, and where am I going?

　　 Don't think this is funny. Unless you can avoid death. Otherwise, anyone will think about these issues, just at different stages of life. Just ask, who can survive?

　　 And the inheritance of history and culture is explaining and telling you: Where do I come from!

Professor Zhao then introduced the situation, “The most widely known and also the most precious of the various cultural relics lost in the Old Summer Palace are the bronze statues of the heads of the twelve zodiac animals. Seven of them have been recovered. There are also snake heads, chicken heads, The whereabouts of the bronze statues of the dog's head, sheep's head, and dragon's head are unknown. A few days ago, our group learned that the dragon's head statue appeared in a private rich manor in the beautiful country.

　　 Jing Gao said readily: "What can I do?"

　　Professor Zhao has a satisfied look. He is indeed a young man he recognizes. He really doesn't have to say about the three views, otherwise he will talk about it. He said with emotion: "We are currently verifying the authenticity of the news. If the collector has the intention to sell, the price may be more than 200 million. The money on the cultural fund is limited. I hope you can sponsor a certain amount of money. Buy it back first."

"Of course, my request is very excessive. Nobody's money comes from flooding. You can ask what you want. It must be for benefits. Like the animal heads purchased by Poly Group, they are all released. In their own museum.

　　 You must have intentions. After a while, I will take you to see Lao Wu. These old guys can still talk in the educational circle here in the capital. "

　　 Jing Gao laughed, "Professor Zhao, I have no intention of opening a museum. I don't know anything about cultural relics and antiques. As long as the information is solid, I am willing to invest in buying them. I have no other requirements, even if you always owe me a favor.

　　 In addition, I will donate 10 million yuan to the Yuanmingyuan cultural relics recovery team. I hope I will have the opportunity to meet several professors in the future. "

　　Professor Zhao suddenly laughed freely, "You kid! Haha! Shiyan, go take out the rice wine in my collection, and have a good drink with Xiaojing at noon today."

　　 Jing Gao sells too much favors and does everything well. The face of an old guy like him was a little embarrassed.

　　 Of course, he is in debt anyway. After his death, his daughter Zhao Shiyan will be entrusted to Jing Gao to take care of her for the rest of her life, to ensure that she is safe from food and clothing and not being bullied.

　　 "Okay, Dad!" Zhao Shiyan left the study with a smile.

Professor Zhao took a sip of tea and then sighed: "Xiaojing, I owe you favors for this. But. You want to see Lao Wu and the others. Donation of 10 million is not necessary. If you have nothing to ask them for help, just brush it. Initial impression, just donate 1 million. I'll take you there when the time comes. Those old guys will give me some face."

　　Jing laughed high and said: "Then I will listen to you."

　　 can make some contribution to the recovery of cultural relics, he is still willing. Shenhao!

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　　 At noon, Professor Zhao controlled Zhao Shiyan and Aunt Chunlan, and only drank a glass of rice wine. Although he protested, it was still useless.

　　 Zhao Shiyan had a few drinks with Jing Gao on behalf of Professor Zhao.

　　 has no other meaning, that is, the daughter is drinking instead of the father. Who made Professor Zhao a daughter?

　　 Professor Zhao was a little drunk with a glass of wine, and was helped to go to lunch break. Zhao Shiyan sent Jing Gao to the door of 2001 next door. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Ms. Jing, is she okay with Aunt Liao?"

　　 She and Liao Rong still have some feelings. Whether it's from her dad's perspective, or the two of them often trade together.

Jing Gao drank a little wine and was slightly drunk, without telling Zhao Shiyan, and said: "Liao Rong is currently in the beautiful country. She can return to China when the limelight passes. However, in a short time, I am not going to entrust her with important tasks. You need to avoid flashing lights."

　　 At least until Professor Zhao passes away, he will not reappoint Liao Rong. To practice a similar scandal again, he apologizes to Professor Zhao.

　　 Zhao Shiyan nodded, "Then... Mr. Jing, goodbye." He watched Jing Gao into the room. Feeling unspeakable in my heart.

　　 When she went to see her dad in the hospital, where did she think that the young man sitting with An Zhiwen ~www.ltnovel.com~ would reach the height it is today?

　　 Helped buying national cultural relics without blinking. The big guys do pie.

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　　 Jing Gao returned to the room, Chen Qingshuang and Nie Yunxi were chatting on the balcony. Xiaohe gave the two a takeaway from a nearby hotel.

　　 After listening to Jing Gao on the sofa in the living room, Nie Yunxi frowned and pointed out: "Ms. Jing, what you promised is a bit too refreshing!"

　　 Jing Gao just took the strong tea that Chen Qingshuang had brought him, leaned on the sofa, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

　　 Nie Yunxi whispered: "Mr. Jing, I actually admire your behavior. It is worth 200 million to help relevant units recover the national treasure of Chinese civilization. I can understand your family and country feelings.

　　 But, as your personal assistant, I need to persuade you. The money you spent was not exchanged for actual benefits.

　　 And, you are so refreshing, this news spreads, and some related cultural relics protection units will come to you next time? If you do not agree, you will be blamed. This is the same as being a charity breaker in earlier years.

　　 People are so worldly, not to do it like this. A threshold must be set. Use this to protect yourself. "

　　 Chen Qingshuang blinked his eyes. Hearing what Sister Nie said, Brother Jing had done something bad. But when she saw Jing Gao smile and didn't say a word, she obviously had another plan.

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