The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

On the projector, the PPT has just been opened, and there is only a relatively simple and scribbled page, and the content has not yet been presented.

"Since I invested in Hangyuan High School, Mr. Fu ordered the Fu Group to send Hangyuan a school treasure."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Ya paused, "Although he didn't go to Hangyuan himself, he mentioned the words on the jade stone, implying to urge the students of Hangyuan to study hard."

"Boss Fu?"

"My god, I know, national husband, my husband!"

"It was so popular a while ago! It has been trending on Weibo for many days, and I even knocked off his and Fu Zhi's CP."

"He's such a good man! Take back the cultural relics as soon as you say, the old Ford family has nothing to do!"

The students in No. 1 Middle School were a little restless, even more magnificent than the scene where Bai Yu gave the book.

I didn't expect that Hangyuan would have a town school treasure given by Mr. Fu...

Could it be that Fu's will select some of the outstanding graduates of Hangyuan to work in Fu's Group in the future?

But it's normal, after all, Hangyuan is an aristocratic school, and the teachers are good.

The students went to Fu's, and they joined forces.

After all, rich people only play with rich people.

The students in No. 1 Middle School shed tears of envy and jealousy.

On the other side, after Fu Zhi was seated, Ouyang Ya seemed to glance in her direction, and then smiled and asked the students in the audience, "Do you want to see the words written by Mr. Fu himself?"

"think!"

This time, the students from No. 1 Middle School gave Ouyang Ya a lot of face.

In fact, even the teachers on stage were a little curious.

These generations of the Fu family have produced talents, not to mention Fu Chao, even Fu Jiang, and any calligraphy and painting can be auctioned for tens of millions of yuan. Its gold-plated flying white font is really unique!

I just don't know if Mr. Fu has learned this word.

Just as he was thinking, Wu Zhiheng played the PPT on the big screen, and several pictures appeared one after another.

On the huge jade stone, the four bright red characters "Heaven rewards the diligent" were chiseled with a special machine.

"If there are students from a scholarly family present, you should be able to tell that Mr. Fu's initials are actually plum blossom seal characters. In the industry, the artistic value is very high, and it can be photographed for a sky-high price, but Mr. Fu gave it to us."

Fu Zhi put the phone on his lap, Ye Jiu turned to look at her, "Did you send this thing to Hangyuan?"

"I guess."

Fu Zhi can't remember too clearly, but it was probably in a group before. She remembered that there was such a person as the Wu family, and the Fu family also needed some small entertainment, such as awarding points to the backward schools in the capital. Small gifts or something, Hangyuan was selected, and Ouyang Ya took it out to show off.

Moreover, Ouyang Ya's words may be very ambiguous, and someone actually formed an underground CP for Ouyang Ya and Mr. Fu at the scene.

Fu Zhi: "..."

It's not necessary.

Ouyang Ya's purpose was to take Hangyuan and No. 1 Middle School students to the museum. As for her deeper purpose, Director Liu felt that it might have something to do with her saying that she was going to give No. 1 Middle School a gift.

But Director Liu couldn't guess what the specific gift was.

Anyway, it won't be the treasure that Mr. Fu gave to Hangyuan.

Director Liu could feel that Ouyang Ya was quite picky.

Her picking is different from Fu Zhi's. Fu Zhi's picking is both open and secret, while Ouyang Ya is secretly picking.

Ouyang Ya, who didn't know that Director Liu had labeled him stingy, raised her hand and looked at her watch. She felt that the time was almost up, so she reminded Director Liu, "It's time to organize the students to go to the museum."

There are at least a thousand students in the third grade of high school. If they all go to the museum, they need to be divided into batches.

Moreover, due to the long distance, it is necessary to book a bus to pick up and drop off the students, and the road is very unsafe.

Finally, after the agreement of the teachers, it was decided to send ten students from one class to visit the museum, and the rest stayed at school to study independently.

Therefore, including the students from Hangyuan, there are 230 students from the schools on both sides.

Fu Zhi was forced into the car.

After getting off the car, because Hangyuan had greeted the museum in advance, there were only students from the two schools in the museum.

Ouyang Ya took Wu Zhiheng to an antique street not far from the museum.

The rest of the students were divided into two batches to enter the museum.

Fan Gaoda walked in the front, probably because of the honor of being a pro-subject teacher. Class 21 was exceptionally divided into the first batch of teams to enter the museum.

The students of No. 1 Middle School are not very interested in the cultural relics in the museum, and Fan Gaoda mainly explains to the students of Hangyuan.

Fu Zhi and Ye Jiu finished watching the ancient paintings in the museum, and when they were about to go to the next resting place to sit and play games, they happened to see a boy from Hangyuan walk up to Fan Gaoda and ask questions.

Fu Zhi still remembered this boy, the one who often walked with Wu Zhiheng and Wu Zhiyou, but he didn't know his name.

But the boy has already started to introduce himself, "Hello, teacher, I am Zhu Mingjie, a student in Class 1 of Hangyuan High School, a liberal arts student, and I like history very much."

As he was talking, Fan Gaoda, as a teacher, also listened carefully with unprecedented patience.

Until Zhu Mingjie pointed to the ancient painting behind Fan Gaoda, he said with a humble look asking for advice: "Teacher, can you tell us what dynasty this ancient painting is from? I really like the words on it. You just don’t know the specifics of it.”

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with his words, and he was sincerely asking for advice.

But after the students around him looked in the direction of his finger, they suddenly had the idea of ​​whether they should maliciously speculate on his intentions.

The museum in City A has only been in operation for eleven or twelve years. There are many cultural relics in it. Apart from those bought from auctions and donated by rich people, most of them are cultural relics unearthed in the local area.

The former two also clearly indicate the source and history of the cultural relics, but the latter requires archaeologists to investigate in person to recognize the dynasty of the cultural relics.

In the past two years, a lot of cultural relics have been unearthed in City A, and archaeologists are under greater work pressure. Many cultural relics that are not easy to identify dynasties will be put into the museum in advance, waiting for experts from the capital to come down for inspection.

The cultural relics Zhu Wenjie refers to belong to this category.

A kind of cultural relic that the museum has not yet given relevant instructions, and experts have not yet identified it.

Although Fan Gaoda is the guide, but Zhu Wenjie asked such a question, there is a real difficulty.

"Is it a bit embarrassing?" Seeing Fan Gaoda's lips pursed, Zhu Wenjie shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, maybe I made it difficult for others. I just think that if a teacher can't even recognize the cultural relics of his own country , there is no way to explain it clearly to the students, so if he becomes a teacher, isn’t he just misleading his students?”

Fan Dada frowned.

He can serve as a guide, and he has more or less real talents.

He doesn't know much about archaeology, but he still dabbles in calligraphy and painting.

Fan Gaoda squinted his eyes and walked a few steps towards the ancient painting. After a while, he said, "This ancient painting is really not good to judge. I personally think it is a painting from the Yuan Dynasty. It is a bit like a painting by Huang Gongwang, a master of calligraphy. , but the writing style seems to be a bit immature and blunt, my talents and learning are limited, not as good as the predecessors. I really don’t know whether it is the painting of the master of the Yuan Dynasty, and I need to wait for the statement from the professionals in the museum.”

"Ah, that's it~~~"

Zhu Wenjie nodded meaningfully, and when he spoke, his tone was deliberately long. He seemed puzzled, scratched his head, turned around and asked the students behind him, "Mr. Fan Gaoda said he doesn't understand ancient painting appraisal , but how do I remember, the history teacher in our class knows this very well?"

"Our history teacher is a postdoctoral fellow in the Department of Archeology who retired from a good school!"

"Isn't it just a painting? What's so strange about it? If our history teacher were here, he would have seen through it at a glance and explained to us the twists and turns."

"Why does Hangyuan insist on letting us come out to communicate! What a mess, this group of teachers can't help us improve in studies, don't they even know an ancient painting?"

"Don't do porcelain work without diamonds. I know what this painting is, and his teacher doesn't even know it!"

The students of Hangyuan didn't seem to buy Fan Gaoda's account, and their eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule towards Fan Gaoda.

Possibly, probably, not sure...

Fan Gaoda has never been sure what this painting is!

So, if an aristocratic institution and an elementary school come to exchange, the students of the elementary school will definitely learn knowledge, but the aristocratic school will only delay time.

Song Fang was speechless when he heard it, "You know you, tell me! You know you are still here to ask, is it interesting to deliberately make things difficult? A boy is like this!"

"Can't you ask the teacher if you know him? The teacher in your school is a guide, and he can't even explain the origin and dynasty of this cultural relic, so what kind of teacher should he be? Just be a student for us!"

"Everything is a student bitch! Your school teachers don't know how to be so straightforward!"

"Why did we deliberately make things difficult? This calligraphy and painting clearly bears the seal of the Qianlong period, or the private seal of Emperor Hongli, but Fan Gaoda said it was a calligraphy and painting of the Yuan Dynasty. It's really ridiculous, hahaha!"

"..."

Song Fang said one sentence, and a few students in Hangyuan could answer ten sentences.

In such a huge museum, the words "no noise allowed" were ignored by them as a joke.

In particular, Zhu Wenjie raised his eyebrows and gave Fan Gaoda a great embarrassment: "I didn't say, Mr. Fan, you will only be expelled from our school if you are like this."

Very good, this sentence successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of these students in Class 21.

The two groups of people quarreled instantly.

Fan Gaoda was blocked in the crowd to persuade the fight, and the security guard who was not far away saw this, and immediately called the curator to tell him to deal with it.

The situation became more and more out of hand.

Zhu Wenjie's voice was particularly high among the group of people, "Public schools? Are public schools very good? You can't even recognize an old painting..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a blue water bottle suddenly fell to his feet.

With a loud bang, the blue water bottle slammed into the ground, rebounded and shook a few times, and finally became quiet.

Everyone was startled, and the two groups of people who were still arguing looked in the direction of the water bottle.

Fu Zhi was standing a few meters away, with a bit of hostility on his body.

The noisy environment was completely quiet because of her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, her brows were cold, "Are you still noisy?"

The students of Hangyuan and No. 1 Middle School subconsciously shook their heads.

"That's fine," she said, then looked at Zhu Wenjie, and commented on what he said just now, "Our school is pretty good."

Paused: "Not as stupid as you."

His tone was so cold that it made people feel a little intimidated.

Hangyuan's students didn't think about how to quarrel with her for a while. In fact, this group of people was shocked by Fu Zhi yesterday, and they still have a little shadow in their hearts.

Fu Zhi walked in the direction of Fan Gaoda, stopped in front of the ancient painting, and took a serious look at it. After a while, he said, "You say this is a calligraphy and painting of the Qing Dynasty?"