Chapter 51 is going to be bad.

Dewdrops seeped from the green walls, reflecting a cold, faint light.

The willow branches were half yellowed by frost, and the morning breeze rustled against the iron horse, making a soft, clear sound.

People lined up in twos and threes in front of the window, and the aroma filled the entire cafeteria.

Lin Sicheng took the first bowl of porridge from the full tray and placed it in front of Wang Qizhi: "Have some!"

My stomach was refluxing acid, how could I possibly eat anything?

Wang Qizhi shook his head, rubbed his throbbing temples, and exhaled a heavy breath reeking of alcohol.

He leaned back lazily in his chair, as if his bones had been removed, and he couldn't muster any energy.

Lin Sicheng laughed as he ate: Last night, he was patting his chest and gushing chicken soup for himself, but after just one night, he was tricked by someone.

It must have been shortly after I sent him back that the college leadership called him: apparently, some joint unit had temporarily invited the college to provide guidance, and the college had arranged for him to lead the team.

The key point is the word "temporary" and "guidance": it is likely that the co-construction unit encountered some temporary difficulties and sought support.

Normally, Wang Qizhi wouldn't be afraid, but in his current state—his mind was a jumbled mess, and he couldn't even speak coherently. Forget about solving problems for the partner organizations; it's questionable whether he could even speak fluently on the platform.

More importantly, he snatched up projects as soon as he arrived, even claiming key positions, so countless eyes were watching him. Helping him was out of the question; everyone was afraid he'd embarrass himself.

Lin Sicheng laughed more and more as he thought about it.

What did he say yesterday? "When you most need to brake, countless hands quietly reach out from behind you..."

Wang Qizhi nudged him: "Stop laughing, hurry up and help me think of a solution!"

Lin Sicheng tried hard to keep a straight face: "Which co-construction unit?"

"I was so drunk at the time, I don't remember anything!"

"Then how can I help you?"

Wang Qizhi rubbed his temples: "The academy only has a few co-construction units, either museums or associations, and they were invited so urgently? I reckon it's most likely related to the appraisal... The key is that it's too rushed, there wasn't even a chance to delay or make a mistake..."

Startled for a moment, Lin Sicheng felt a bad premonition: "And then?"

"Then you'll come with me, just in case... I mean just in case: if I have to take action and everyone else just stands by, then you'll do it!"

No... Professor Wang, can we stop talking nonsense?

Seeing Lin Sicheng's bewildered expression, Wang Qizhi blinked: "Don't tell me you don't know how?"

Is this a question of whether or not one can do it?

Lin Sicheng looked completely bewildered: "Under what pretext?"

In an instant, Wang Qizhi's face fell.

No matter how brilliant Lin Sicheng was, he was still just a student. Besides, who else knew how brilliant he was?

Whether it's guidance or learning, some people bring secretaries, some bring teaching assistants, and some bring graduate students, but who brings undergraduates?

Lin Sicheng thought for a moment: "How about I go buy you two bottles of glucose? We can dilute it up quickly, and maybe you'll sober up then..."

Wang Qizhi glared at him.

Two bottles of old wine plus one bottle of new wine, at least two jin (1 kg) or more, he drank at least one and a half jin.

What kind of glucose can be diluted?

"Never mind, let's go first!" Wang Qizhi exhaled. "Lin Sicheng, you don't want your future mentor to make a fool of himself after only half a month on the job, do you?"

Lin Sicheng was speechless.

That makes sense, but the question is, what would happen if he went?

"Professor Wang, isn't this a bit hasty?"

"Nonsense? But it's better than being humiliated... That's decided!"

The moment he finished speaking, his phone rang. Wang Qizhi glanced at it and quickly answered it.

"Hello, Dean... Ah, the person has arrived? Great, great, I'll be right there..."

"Quick, stop eating, let's go..."

Lin Sicheng sighed, finished his soy milk in one gulp, and then grabbed a few steamed buns.

...

"The department leaders will probably ask, so I'll just say you were doing your internship in my lab and I was just pulled in temporarily..."

"You'll come with me; you'll just be responsible for taking notes..."

Where is Teaching Assistant Feng?

"Of course I'm sick," Wang Qizhi said, rubbing his nose. "I got sick this morning!"

Lin Sicheng paused for a moment, then gave a thumbs up.

The two whispered to each other as they entered the dean's office. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people there: dean leaders, professors from various departments, teaching assistants, graduate students… a total of more than ten people.

Lin Sicheng glanced around and spotted several peaked caps in the crowd.

He was momentarily stunned: Haha... What a coincidence: Guan Xingmin?

Right, how come I didn't think of that: the Heritage Academy, the Municipal Bureau of Certification Center, and the Provincial Department of Certification Center are all co-construction units?

Just as he was looking on with curiosity, the vice dean introduced him to Guan Xingmin: "Director Guan, this is Secretary Wang from our college's Youth League Committee..."

"He is the youngest professor in our college, and also the youngest graduate student mentor..."

"Today's joint learning session will be led by Secretary Wang..."

The four hands were clasped together, and Guan Xingmin smiled very humbly.

But my heart was pounding: my eyes were puffy, bloodshot, and the smell of alcohol coming from my mouth made my eyes sting.

Unsteady on his feet, sweaty palms, and slurred speech... How much did he drink?

This guy is clearly still drunk and hasn't woken up yet. How am I supposed to give him any guidance?

Just as he was secretly grumbling to himself, a familiar figure flashed past his eyes, and Guan Xingmin was stunned for a moment: Lin Sicheng?

Why is he getting involved?

Then, four eyes blinked, blinked.

Wang Qizhi perked up: Haha, these two know each other?

Then he remembered: when the joint construction unit was established with the Municipal Bureau, Lin Changqing was the vice president and was the person in charge of the liaison at that time.

Even now, he remains a consultant at the Municipal Bureau of Forensic Science...

He rolled his eyes and said, "Director Guan, this is my student, Lin Sicheng. He often visits your center... You know him, so I won't introduce him..."

Lin Sicheng went to the forensic center... How come I didn't know?

But it doesn't matter. Since we've run into him, we should definitely take him to see it.

Guan Xingmin didn't think too much about it and patted Lin Sicheng on the shoulder: "Perfect!"

At first, the vice president was still suspicious: What did Wang Qizhi bring Lin Sicheng here for?

He was about to ask when he saw Guan Xingmin's familiar expression, so he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

It's likely that Professor Lin got in through connections again.

Wow, his connections really are everywhere.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Guan Xingmin invited the professors to begin their journey.

While going downstairs, he mentioned to Lin Sicheng, "I've already told you the reasons for this joint project... The most crucial one is Li Guojun's partner!"

Li Guojun, Gu Ming's fiancée's father?

Lin Sicheng looked at Wang Qizhi: What a coincidence, isn't it?

With just a few words, Guan Xingmin invited the professors to get on the bus, while Wang Qizhi deliberately lagged behind.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Sicheng lowered his voice: "Today we went to the Municipal Bureau to assist the Forensic Center in re-examining physical evidence, the most important of which is: a Kangxi imitation of a Ming Xuande incense burner..."

The key point is that both the municipal and provincial bureaus identified it as a fake, but the suspect, witnesses, and experts brought in from Beijing by the lawyers all believe the physical evidence is genuine…

Is it that complicated?

Looking at the professors boarding the bus one after another, Wang Qizhi's eyelids twitched violently: No wonder he was the only one among the six professors in the group who studied bronzes?

Today is probably going to be a bad day...