Chapter 9 Do you have a boyfriend?
Her mentor is Jiang Congzheng, one of the top antique restorers in China, who is known in the industry as the "master of restoration".
Two years ago, Jiang Congzheng was specially invited by the State Administration of Cultural Heritage to form an ancient text restoration team to restore cultural relics in an ancient city in western China.
From then on, Sang Qian never met Jiang Congzheng again.
When Jiang Congzheng is engrossed in his work, he often locks himself in his room and doesn't care about anything else, not even his cell phone.
So after Sang Qian called him last night but couldn't get through, she left him a message explaining her situation and thoughts.
She thought she would have to wait at least a few days to receive a reply from her master, but to her surprise, not long after Su Luoluo left her home, she received a call from her senior sister Yu Miaoyin.
"Senior sister."
Yu Miaoyin asked immediately, "You're divorced?"
Sang Qian lowered her eyes and hummed in agreement.
"Didn't you say you could win this man over before the Western Project was finished?"
Sang Qian: "..."
The restoration of ancient artifacts in the west will take three years. When she chose to get married and give up participating in the project, Yu Miaoyin asked her, "Are you sure it's easier to win over a man than to restore cultural relics?"
Sang Qian confidently replied, "I will definitely take him down before you return from your mission."
As a result, she failed two years later.
"He filed for divorce?" Yu Miaoyin asked.
“No,” Sang Qian said, “I was the one who suggested it.”
Yu Miaoyin's voice deepened, "Did he bully you?"
"Not really, it's just..."
Sang Qian secretly gathered her breath, trying to keep her tone calm, "I married him because I thought he had broken up with his ex, but it turns out... he still loves his ex. Since he has someone else in his heart, I don't need to interfere in his relationship."
Yu Miaoyin remained silent.
“Divorce is no big deal, it’s just…” Sang Qian said self-deprecatingly, “It’s brought shame to you and Master.”
"What's so shameful about that?"
Yu Miaoyin said, "Everyone has the right to pursue love and happiness. It takes courage to boldly pursue love, and it takes even more courage to be able to let go."
Whatever decision you make, we support you.
Hearing this, Sang Qian felt a warmth in her heart, and her nose tingled with emotion. "Then Master..."
"Knowing that you were willing to come and help, Master was happier than anyone else."
"real?"
“How could this be fake?” Yu Miaoyin said, “The cultural relics we are going to restore next are mostly porcelain, which is exactly your forte. With you here, we will be like a tiger with wings.”
She paused for a moment, then added, "But you won't be able to come to the West for at least another month, right?"
Sang Qian: "Yes."
She has to wait a month to get her divorce certificate.
“Recently, someone has been trying to use all sorts of connections to become my disciple. My master couldn’t refuse him, so he asked me to take him as my disciple.”
Yu Miaoyin said, "I haven't met him yet. Since you're coming to the base soon, why don't you help me look after him for a while?"
Sang Qian was slightly taken aback. "I'll bring him?"
"Yes, you can teach him some basic knowledge for me, and when you come to the West, you can bring him with you, okay?"
"good."
Sang Qian agreed without hesitation.
A month-long cooling-off period, with some serious business to attend to, should make the time pass faster.
The next day, Sang Qian met Yu Miaoyin's disciple.
Yan Guizhi, 22 years old, male, from Beijing, graduated from Peking University with a major in archaeology.
A handsome and sunny-looking young man.
Sitting in the coffee shop, Yan Guizhi looked at Sang Qian across from him with curiosity, amazement and envy in his eyes. "You are my master's... closed-door disciple?"
The master he was referring to was Jiang Congzheng.
Sang Qian smiled and said, "Yes."
"I didn't expect you to be such a young lady... Oh, no, you're my master's junior sister, so I should call you... Junior Uncle from now on, right?"
“Our sect doesn’t care about these things. Besides, our master and the others have signed confidentiality agreements for their work. To avoid attracting the attention of those with ulterior motives, we generally don’t reveal our professional identities when we’re out in public. My name is Sang Qian. You can just call me by my name.”
Looking at the elegant and graceful girl in front of him, Yan Guizhi felt that she was even more youthful than himself.
"Junior Uncle, if I may ask, how old are you?"
Sang Qian: "Twenty-five."
“You’re three years older than me, so I’ll call you Sister Sang Qian from now on,” Yan Guizhi grinned. “It’s too impolite to call you by your first name.”
Sang Qian nodded, "That works too."
Yan Guizhi happily raised the coffee beside him, "Then I'll be in trouble with Sister Sang Qian's guidance for the next month."
Sang Qian raised her coffee cup and clinked it against his. "It was a pleasure getting along with you."
The next day, Sang Qian invited Yan Guizhi to go fishing.
Yan Guizhi went to the appointment with great enthusiasm, but when he was led to a riverbank without even a shady tree, he was dumbfounded.
"Sister Sang Qian, it's the middle of summer, and the sun is blazing down. Are you sure... we want to fish here?"
"right."
Seeing Sang Qian squatting down to arrange her fishing rod, Yan Guizhi's forehead was sweating. "No, Sister Sang Qian, if you like fishing, I'll take you to a good place. It's surrounded by shady trees and has a comfortable environment. I guarantee you'll enjoy it..."
"I think this is fine."
Sang Qian stood up and covered his head with a large straw hat, while shoving a fishing rod into his hand and pointing to a rock by the river, "Sit there and fish."
Yan Guizhi glanced at the rock that was almost smoking under the scorching sun, swallowed hard, and turned to Sang Qian. "Sister Sang Qian, how about I take you to do some activities that are more suitable for summer? The environment and weather here are really not suitable for fishing."
Sang Qian took her fishing rod and walked over, spreading a cloth on each of the two rocks to insulate them from the heat. She sat on one of the rocks and looked at Yan Guizhi, saying, "This isn't just playing around; it's part of your endurance training program."
Choosing such an environment for fishing is itself an element of training, testing a person's patience and endurance.
Yan Guizhi stared in astonishment at Sang Qian, who was also wearing a large straw hat. "What? This, this is the start of training?"
He thought she had invited him out today to get to know him better.
Sang Qian pointed to the rock next to her, "Come over here quickly."
"……oh."
Yan Guizhi obediently sat down and, imitating Sang Qian, cast his fishing rod into the river.
An hour later.
Sweat dripped incessantly from his forehead from the heat, and Yan Guizhi could no longer sit still. He turned to look at Sang Qian, who was staring intently at the river while holding a fishing rod.
In the sunlight, her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and her profile was delicate and beautiful.
"Sister Sang Qian," he couldn't help but whisper gossip, "Do you have a boyfriend?"
Sang said softly, "Just divorced."
"Divorce?"
Yan Guizhi was so shocked that his voice rose several decibels.
They're already married?
No, she's so beautiful, who would be willing to divorce her after marrying her?
“Sister Sang Qian, then you…”
"Shh, calm down," Sang Qian interrupted him. "If you keep making a fuss, you'll scare the fish away."
"I can't go back until I've caught a full bucket of fish today."
"..."
Yan Guizhi glanced at the empty bucket next to him, which had no fish at all, and fell silent in fright.
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