Gu Shengsheng also understood completely that this ancient painting was not so much a famous painting from the Han Dynasty as it was a print from the Han Dynasty and then copied by someone.
Later, the calligraphy and painting came into the hands of Sima Xiangru, who wrote the poem himself.
Gu Shengsheng looked at the words carefully.
Read them one by one patiently, and then write them down on paper.
"I heard you were of two minds, so I came to settle the matter with you."
"A hundred thoughts, a thousand worries, a million frustrations, I can only blame my lover."
Gu Shengsheng was muttering to herself, and the laboratory workers opposite her were already beginning to feel disgusted.
"Ms. Gu, what exactly are you looking at here?" the blond, blue-eyed female researcher opposite asked aggressively. "Don't you understand? Are you just looking at it blindly?"
"I don't know how you Chinese employ people. In the United States, a newcomer like you with no qualifications would never be able to stand against us."
Therefore, they feel that their competitors' young age is a disrespect to themselves.
Gu Shengsheng also folded her hands, imitating her tilted head and asking for a beating, and said, "Young man, why can't you have the ability to appraise treasures? I understand that you are just too inexperienced."
"I've seen this artifact," Gu Shengsheng said. "I don't think it's a painting by Sima Xiangru, but these two lines of poetry were indeed written by Sima Xiangru."
After hearing Gu Shengsheng's judgment, Qiu Xiaojun and the others also began to look hard.
Gu Shengsheng was very quick at appraising treasures; he could see a lot in just a casual glance.
Qiu Xiaojun had seen this painting before, and it took him several days to confirm that the calligraphy was from Sima Xiangru.
But the poem is not, and the picture is not Sima Xiangru. But these are just his speculations, without any evidence.
Now he looked at Gu Shengsheng approvingly and said, "Shengsheng, we, on behalf of the Chinese Treasure Appraisal Group, support your statement."
"Because that's what I thought."
Zhang Rulan was still watching, but she didn't express her opinion. As for Wang Yu and Zhang Zhengyi, they had completely stopped watching.
Said: "Whatever Shengsheng says is right."
Zhang Zhengyi didn't understand, but also because he had been through so much and knew this girl well enough to trust her. Although it was risky, it was definitely the right thing to do...
She seemed to be capable.
The group of appraisers on the opposite side found it even more incredible that these old hands from China blindly believed a little girl.
I don’t know whether it is the world that is crazy or China that is crazy!
How could such a ridiculous thing happen?
Then the experts on the other side discussed it, and now they were not so insistent on their data.
The leading man said, "We believe this is Sima Xiangru's painting. This is absolutely certain. This time, we not only used data to test it, but our director also looked at it."
"Our director also firmly believes that our identification results are correct."
After saying this, she was very proud: "Ms. Gu, I have followed my director since I got my doctorate. My director just studied with Mr. Qiu Xiaojun here when he was studying in Huaxia, and also attended Teacher Zhang Rulan's training class."
"Of course I'll show due respect, but... who do you think you are?"
When she said this, she was very proud: "You just said you knew about me? What do I need you to say? Do you know how interesting these gossips are?"
"And our director, he's the best identification laboratory director in the world."
When she said this, Gu Shengsheng was not polite. She had read the information in advance.
"You, academic Daji. You still have the nerve to get to the bottom of this. How many SCI papers did you get first authorship on by colluding with your advisor and forcing other students to take over as PhD students in the US?"
"Ma'am." Gu Shengsheng didn't even bother to call her name. "It's not that nothing will happen if others don't talk about you. I even know the hotel room number you booked."
As he spoke, he casually wrote down a string of numbers on the paper.
She panicked instantly and now she no longer dared to curse.
How did Gu Shengsheng know everything? The main room number actually matched...
Gu Shengsheng continued: "As for your reputation, you can handle it yourself. We will naturally not interfere in matters that have nothing to do with us."
By now, the researcher next to her also knew what was going on. Everyone had different expressions.
Although everything seemed calm, the blonde female experimenter was actually drenched in sweat.
She even felt like her career was over.
Then the male researcher standing at the front called her aside and said that she was not feeling well and would not participate in the negotiations.
Gu Shengsheng never targets others unless they provoke her first.
What’s the matter? Are we not allowed to talk about the academic Daji anymore?
At this moment, it was Qiu Xiaojun who said, "If we can't confirm it today, we can confirm it another day."
"Tell me your reasons first!" He had just fought a fight and didn't have much energy left.
The leading man said, "That's right. We've verified that the calligraphy is by Sima Xiangru. You Chinese don't even have the original painting, so how dare you deny us?"
"Why not?" Gu Shengsheng stepped forward. "We chose this for a reason."
He said, "In addition to conducting data testing, we also discovered that these two lines of poetry are your own Chinese creations, and were both written by Sima Xiangru himself. This painting is immature and not from anyone else, so there is no match."
"How could it not be Sima Xiangru?"
Gu Shengsheng asked, "Can I take a look at your database about our country's Western Han Dynasty?"
After saying that, the other side also dragged out the data openly.
Then Gu Shengsheng took a look and understood immediately: "I know where the problem lies."
"Why are there no female poets in your database? Or anything related to women?"
The other side was puzzled: "How can there be a female poet in your China?"
Gu Shengsheng sneered, "Isn't Li Qingzhao the most famous female poet? Cai Wenji, the daughter of the great Eastern Han Dynasty writer Cai Yong, is also a famous talented woman in Chinese history. Shangguan Wan'er's Shangguan style, Ban Jieyu, Xie Daoyun..."
"There are so many talented women, and their works have been read countless times by your people. Why is it that no one is willing to acknowledge them now? This is ridiculous."
Although he was furious and disliked Gu Shengsheng's demeaning tone, he was also not very good at expressing himself. He asked, "So what you're saying is this is a line from a female poet?"
"Of course. The first line is from 'Song of the White-haired Girl,' and the second line is from 'Poem of Resentment Against My Husband.'"
"These are all works of Zhuo Wenjun. They were written by Zhuo Wenjun to her husband Sima Xiangru. It was for this reason that Sima Xiangru wrote these two lines of poetry."
At this point, the researchers on the opposite side became interested and obviously wanted to hear Gu Shengsheng tell the inside story behind it. The nature of human beings is gossip.
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