The Pentium Era - South to North

At 8:20 in the morning, Yao Fen drove to the Lakeside Oil Painting Museum as usual, parked the car in the parking lot, got out of the car, and walked towards the art museum dozens of meters away.

The weather is very good today. The glass art museum is shining in the sun, and the sky behind it is deep blue.

Although their official opening time is 9 a.m., the staff in the museum work from 8:30 a.m., and half an hour is used to prepare everyone for the opening.

Yao Fen walked to the door. The glass door was closed. Yao Fen swiped the card and entered. When she walked to the second floor, she saw that the door of her office was open. She was startled for a moment. Then she continued walking forward. When she walked to the door, she saw Zhang Sitting on the sofa inside, Yao Fen smiled and said:

"I was shocked. I thought who was in my office. Boss, what are you doing so early?"

"Close the door." Zhang Chen said coldly.

Yao Fen was stunned for a moment, turned around and closed the door, then turned around and walked a few steps forward. Her face turned pale. She saw that opposite the sofa where Zhang Chen was sitting, there were three paintings against the wall, not two. , not four paintings, just three paintings. Yao Fen was too familiar with these three paintings.

Yao Fen controlled her inner panic and walked over pretending to be calm. Zhang Chen looked at her and asked:

"Yao Fen, what do you think of these three paintings?"

Yao Fen smiled and said: "Boss, aren't these from our collection? One is by Zao Wou-Ki, one is by Chu Teh-Chun, and one by Wu Guanzhong. Did you bring it up from the warehouse?"

Zhang Chen did not answer her question, but asked: "Do you know when they were created?"

"Didn't he create it when he was in the National Art College?" Yao Fen asked.

Zhang Chen nodded. He was right. Do you think their colors are too bright?

Yao Fen reluctantly continued to smile and said, "Don't we clean, repair and maintain every work? Otherwise, they won't have such an effect."

"But some problems are innate and cannot be solved through cleaning and maintenance. Yao Fen, I have to say that your copying has reached a point of similarity. It is not simple. But when you copy, do you feel very distressed? Why? That kind of dark color, a bit old feeling, but it just can’t come out?”

"Boss, what do you mean by this? Why don't I understand you at all?" Yao Fen's voice trembled a little. She heard a voice in her heart lamenting: It's over!

Zhang Chen sighed and said: "Actually, you can ask me. I know the answer. Ask me and you will copy it more closely. I guarantee that most people can't tell the difference with the naked eye. These paintings, I asked Mr. Wu Guanzhong recalled that this was when the National Art School moved long distances, and they painted it in Chenzhou, Hunan, that is, Yuanling.

"Do you know why the color is dull? It's not because of the time, but because supplies were scarce at that time. They didn't even have toning oil. They used rapeseed oil and tung oil. If you also use rapeseed oil or tung oil, , the effect will be exactly the same as the original.

"You may be wondering, how do I know this? It's very simple, because when I was a child, in our small town, we often couldn't buy mixing oil. When there was no mixing oil, I often used rapeseed. I use oil instead of mixing oil. My worries are exactly the same as when you were copying. I am not worried that the colors are too bright, but I am often worried that the bright colors cannot come out.

"If you leave the oil painting with rapeseed oil there for a week without any other treatment, the color of the entire painting will look dull, and it won't look like this. Do you understand?"

Yao Fen stood there, almost unable to stand, but she still held on. Her lips were trembling. She wanted to say something, but she couldn't. Her brain was buzzing. In the end, she could only whisper. explain:

"Boss, Mr. Zhang, boss, I... this, this is not, I... this is from our collection, really... Boss, I didn't lie to you..."

Zhang Chen looked at her and sighed. Zhang Chen said, Yao Fen, you still don’t know what you did? I have been waiting since last night, just because I don’t want to ruin your life and give you a chance. If we had called the police last night, the police would have taken you away from home last night. Today, you don’t even have a chance to stand here. there is none left.

Yao Fen's head hung down. She knew that no matter how she tried to quibble, it was useless. She bit her lips tightly, feeling that her tongue was a little salty. It was because her lips were bitten that they were bleeding. She held her two hands together tightly, and the nails on her right hand , pinching the tiger's mouth of his left hand, almost drawing blood.

"Yao Fen." Zhang Chen called her.

Yao Fen was shocked and shivered violently. She raised her head and looked at Zhang Chen with tears in her eyes. She said softly: "Boss, I'm sorry..."

Zhang Chen sighed softly, looked at his watch, and said to Yao Fen:

"I'll give you an hour. Within an hour, I hope the original works of these three works will come back here, okay? If they can't come back, Yao Fen, I won't be able to save you."

Yao Fen quickly said OK, boss, I will go back and get it right away.

Yao Fen stood up and walked out in a panic.

…

Zhang Chen's Lakeside Oil Painting Museum, Yao Fen and Zhao Xin's division of labor is that Yao Fen, the curator, is responsible for the entire museum while focusing on external exchanges and collection collection, while Zhao Xin, the deputy curator, is specifically responsible for the museum. daily work.

There are twenty-six surveillance cameras installed in their library, monitoring every corner inside and outside the library 24 hours a day. The surveillance room is on the first floor. When the library is open during the day, there are security guards on duty. After the library closes at night, , two security guards are responsible for guarding the gate and patrolling around.

Connected to the monitor, there is a 24-hour video tape recorder that will record everything after closing. If the tape of this video recorder is not paused and the tape is changed, it will automatically restart after 24 hours. When recording, subsequent images will overwrite previous images, thus saving tape.

For their art museum, twenty-four hours is enough.

Anyway, someone is watching the monitor during the day. He can see what is happening in the library immediately, what evidence needs to be preserved, and the tape can be replaced immediately. If something happens at night, he can also check it when he comes to work the next day. Swap the tape out and save it separately.

But this kind of situation has never happened since they opened the museum until now, because nothing happened.

When Zhao Xin checked into the monitoring room that day, the security guard in charge of monitoring had a stomachache. Zhao Xin asked him to go to the bathroom, and she stayed in the monitoring room instead of him.

With nothing to do, Zhao Xin wanted to check the security on duty the night before. She played back the video recorder and found that after the library closed last night, one of the cameras had a black screen. Looking at the location of the camera, it was inside the warehouse. of.

Zhao Xin was relieved, because except for Zhang Chen and Yao Fen, no one else could enter the warehouse without knowing the password.

Zhao Xin thought the camera was broken and wanted to tell Yao Fen later to notify the security company to replace it, but she fast-forwarded the time by more than an hour and the image returned to normal.

Zhao Xin quickly forgot about this matter and did not mention it to anyone.

A few days later, Zhao Xin thought about this and went to the monitoring room to have a look. At about the same time, he discovered the same phenomenon.

When I checked again the next day, the black screen was gone again and everything was normal. Zhao Xin felt strange because of this and kept a cautious eye. She felt that it was not a machine failure.

After observing for more than a month, Zhao Xin found that this situation occurs every two or three days. Sometimes it occurs more than an hour after closing, sometimes more than two hours later. The black screen time can be long or short. .

Then comparing the access control records, Zhao Xin found that every time the black screen appeared, apart from the security guard, there was only one person in the library, Yao Fen, who was still in the office. After carefully looking at the black screen before and after, Zhao Xin found that there seemed to be someone. Someone artificially blocked the camera with something, and only then did Zhao Xin feel that the matter was serious.

You must know that it is a warehouse, a warehouse that only Zhang Chen and Yao Fen can enter, and Zhang Chen, at this time, will not appear in the library at all.

Zhao Xin hesitated again and again, but last night, she went to Zhang Chen and told him the whole story.

When Zhang Chen heard this, he also felt that something was fishy. He immediately went to the Lakeside Oil Painting Gallery with Zhao Xin. The two of them went into the warehouse to check carefully. Zhang Chen found these three fakes and immediately understood what had happened. Zhang Chen I gasped, feeling like I had been stabbed from behind. It was really indescribable pain.

Zhang Chen asked Zhao Xin to keep quiet and let him handle the matter, and Zhao Xin agreed.

Zhang Chen smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Xin: "Fortunately, she was copying the paintings of these three people, and I found it easily. If she were copying the paintings of young painters, to be honest, I might not be able to find her."

"Does she think that young painters often come to our museum, and if they are swapped, they will find out and tell us immediately, and these three will basically have no chance to come to our place again?" Zhao Xin asked.

"This may be one aspect, and another aspect is that the paintings of young painters are not valuable, while the paintings of old gentlemen are valuable now, especially those like Zao Wou-Ki and Chu Teh-Chun, whose paintings are sold very expensive abroad. , but they are all abstract paintings. There are very few early landscape paintings that are so beautiful, so they are even more valuable.”

Zhao Xin said angrily, I was hesitant before, thinking that telling you this would be a snitch behind your back, but now, I don't regret it at all.

If it is not discovered, as time goes by, will all the fakes in our art museum be fakes made by her, and all the real ones will go to her, and will we be ruined? This is too vicious.

Zhang Chen was silent. He felt that in his heart, he was more disappointed than angry.

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