Wen Sweet and Ji Jingchen got into the car and finally said, "She's not what I called."

“I know.”Ji Jingchen Road.

Sweetness was silent again.

She knew that this was just the beginning for Jiang Yanyao.

Ji Jingchen saw that she was depressed and said, "I have helped you to transfer to the hospital."

She looked up in amazement and looked at her.

“Don’t you like antique art?”Le Shang opened a new profession, cultural relics identification and restoration, I help you turn around, how?”

Sweet and sweet look at him.

“I’ve never heard of it before...”

"This is a new decision, and you will not let it go until you start school."

The troll turned his head.“How?”

Le Shang University does not have a major in the identification and restoration of cultural relics, such a professional examination of students are very few, very cold, even teachers do not, let alone students.

Known as a rare restorationist than antiques, the slightly skilled have been invited away, who will come to teach?

This is a speciality he specializes in sweetness.

From the classroom, the teacher to the cultural relics that provide teaching, all provided by him alone.

I don’t know, I really think it’s the school’s decision.

She happily agreed to come down, before thinking that she would always be in the business school class, did not expect to one day really be able to study cultural relics restoration.

“All right!”

Ji Jingchen saw that she finally laughed, turned to start the car, and drove the car out.

The next day, Wen Sweet received a transfer notice as soon as he entered the school.

Follow the address on the list to find the past, all the way to the old campus classroom.

Peng Lao was looking down to check the plate that had just arrived.

He observed that the long-haired and white beard was very neatly cleaned, and he was still wearing a long shirt.

With the old glasses, the corners of the mouth are slightly lower, very serious.

As I watched, the phone suddenly rang.

He glanced impatiently, and finally connected.

The old man’s voice immediately came from the other side of the phone.

“Oh hey?Old Peng, I tell you seriously, you can't bully the girl, we are all precious."

Peng Lao frowned and knew that he should not have promised this job in the first place.

Two days ago, Zhang Lao, a few of them, gave him four or five calls a day, and his ears were almost up.

“What girl is not a girl?I’m like that, or let her go.The restoration of cultural relics is not something that can be sloppy.”

"I know, but girl is great, I used to have that blue and white porcelain bowl, you haven't seen it?"How is it?Is that right?”

He did not mention this is good, as soon as he mentioned this, Peng Lao put down the tools in his hand and sat up straight.

"Do you dare to say?"You say that she is only eighteen years old, I believe, that she has never received systematic learning before, I am a word I do not believe!Don’t think you’ve fooled me?”

The old man on the other side was angry too.

“Oooh!Tell you hundreds of times you don’t believe it!You’ll know then, if you dare to bully the girl, I’ll kill you!”

Peng Lao was not threatened at all.

"Come, you dare to say more, after you have something broken, don't come to me to repair!"

I didn't expect Zhang, who had always been vulnerable to this word, but today he laughed with shame.

“Who is looking for you now?I have a girl enough!”

After that, without waiting for Peng Lao to speak, he hung up the phone directly.

Peng Lao was so angry that he stared at the phone in his hand.

He used to say that he was also one of the number of porcelain restorers in the Forbidden City, and he had just retired some time ago.

A few days ago, when Ji Jingchen came to the door, he did not want to go out of the mountain.

If it is not that the old man is constantly insuring, and he is threatening and tempting, how could he agree?

Now the heart of the people are impetuous, the other party is still an 18-year-old girl, how can you learn this?

Before the old blue porcelain bowl he really saw, that method, but not at all like a hand made.

"Find an expert to fix the porcelain to deceive me?"Don't think!"

He looked at the door and said, “I don’t care who you are, dare to come to learn, just wait for it to suffer!”

When the word was finished, the door was knocked.

“Come in.”He shouted.

As soon as the door opened, sweetness stood at the door.

"Hello, teacher, I'm a new student this semester."

Peng Lao looked at her and looked down again to check the name and photograph of the list in his hand.

Make sure it was her, raising her hand to interrupt her.

“It is possible.”

With that, he got up and took the big books he had already prepared and put them in front of the sweetness.

"Take these books and go back, and a week later, I'll pump my back."

The book in the hand, the thinnest one, was thicker than her palm, and Lin Lin always caught it, more than ten books.

“All the back?”She was surprised.

Peng Lao squinted at her.

“You don’t want to?”

“No.”

Sweet and sweet hurriedly shook his head, even so many books, a week's time, too short.

Just thinking, she looked around and saw that only she and Peng Lao were here, and even the desks had been demolished.

“Peng Lao, is there anyone else?”

"No, you're alone."

With that, he saw that he was sweet and sweet, and he turned his head and looked on his face: “What?Worried?If you turn back now, it will be too late."

"No, I'll learn it."

The old man grunted, his expression more serious.

"The restoration of antiquities is not spoken of by mouth."

He waved his hand outside.

“Come back and get back.”

Sweetie, holding the information back.

Turn over the information given to her by turning over the old man, which is about the customs and customs of each dynasty and period, the appreciation of porcelain, and the history of the development of the kiln.

These complicated books, even if they are read, are very difficult, let alone back.

As soon as he returned to the castle, he did not dare to slack off, and soon began to hold the book.

When Ji Jingchen came back from the company, as soon as he came in, he saw that the food on the table had not yet moved.

“Where are people?”

The butler said, "The lady is still supporting her."

“What book is it?”

“I heard that it was the task of the school teacher, such high information.”

The housekeeper raised his hand, roughly higher than one height.

When I remembered that Wen Sweet had just returned and held the books in his hand, the steward was worried.

So many books, a week, how can you finish?

But as soon as she came back, she went in and still can’t come out.

He frowned after listening.

"I know."

After that, he turned and went straight upstairs.

In the library, sweet and sweet is still carrying the first book.

She chose one of the simplest, but even so, even if it was difficult to read, let alone memorized it.

After returning from school, she had been in the study endorsement, but now several hours have passed, and only a few pages have been carried.