Chapter 195 Extra 19
On the third day of the repair game, Song Suiyang realized that he had been a little careless.
Ming Yuanxing was very supportive of her participation in the competition. Not only did he approve her leave, he also reimbursed her accommodation and travel expenses for the competition. But now she was wondering if she had come here to embarrass herself.
The difficulty of the competition was beyond her imagination, and she had no idea how to deal with some details.
Qin Tian had told her earlier, but Tong Zhongyuan had rejected her outright. She immediately jumped up and said, "He doesn't even listen to you!"
Qin Tian leaned on the table, his fingers twirling the hair by his ears, softly and gently, saying without any guilt: "I didn't ask him to guide you. I want to respect his own wishes."
Song Suiyang got goosebumps. How could Qin Tian change like this? Not only did he not speak up for her, but even the way he spoke had changed. How could this be the straight-laced woman she knew? She must have been poisoned.
The result was this: her original ambitions turned into dejection. Knowing she had no one to back her up, her confidence crumbled. Every day during the three days of competition, she encountered a new problem, and upon returning to the hotel, she would research and find solutions.
The worst part was that she and Zheng Rongyan were assigned to the same public restoration room. She'd seen Zheng Rongyan run into trouble, too, but she'd usually resolved it the next day. She'd probably taken photos every day and discussed it with her grandfather in the evenings. Zheng Rongyan was clearly very attentive to her. Once, when she went to the restroom, she came back to see Zheng Rongyan observing her progress. This only made her even more depressed. If she lost, it would not only ruin the reputation of the Shanghai Museum but also Tong Zhongyuan's reputation. After all, she claimed to be Tong Zhongyuan's apprentice.
The repair was still in the initial stage during the first three days. Although there were some bumps, we finally overcame them one by one.
She took a breath, placed her fingers on the repaired part, closed her eyes, and touched it completely. There was no unusual sensation; the previous flesh-loss phase had been bearable.
Now comes the stage of fine restoration. The air connection after glazing is its weakest link.
Song Suiyang mixed the colors, repeatedly spraying them on a whiteboard for test colors, finally settling on a color and switching to the airbrush. Suddenly, her phone lit up. She had it on silent, and Tong Zhongyuan's name appeared on the screen.
Song Suiyang quickly put down the airbrush and answered the phone. Although he didn't recognize her as his apprentice, in her heart, the master was more important than anything else.
"Change to a smaller airbrush, this one is too big." Tong Zhongyuan's calm voice came.
Song Suiyang was stunned for a second, then suddenly raised his head.
This restoration competition uses a public display where spectators can watch the restorer's restoration process through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Outside the glass window stood five or six spectators, enjoying the spectacle. Mornings were busiest, but most couldn't stand watching for long before leaving. Tong Zhongyuan, holding his phone, stood in front of the glass nearest her and met her gaze.
"Tong..." Song Suiyang quickly covered her mouth, her heart overwhelmed with emotion. Her master had clearly rejected her, but she hadn't expected him to come in person! And he'd come all the way from Shanghai to Beijing just for her!
"After spraying the glaze, pay attention to the color and spots when connecting the air. The color should be one shade darker than what you filled before. Use the No. 3 and No. 5 brushes alternately when connecting. The technique is similar to the one used for the Yongxuan blue and white porcelain. But this piece was unearthed from the seabed, so it should be darker when glazing it at the end."
Tong Zhongyuan finished speaking and hung up the phone. Song Suiyang was still holding the phone, looking at him with tears in her eyes. If she had a tail, she would be wagging it right now.
Zheng Rongyan had just reached the glaze spraying stage of the repair. She noticed Song Suiyang when she was trying out the colors just now.
She had originally hoped to use this competition to spar with Tong Zhongyuan, but Tong Zhongyuan's rejection was so decisive, leaving no room for maneuver. She hadn't expected this self-proclaimed apprentice to compete with her. She had observed Song Suiyang's skills over the past few days, and while they were impressive, he clearly had received guidance from a master in some of the structural details. However, his attention to detail lacked confidence, perhaps due to his limited time with Tong Zhongyuan.
The word "child" that Song Suiyang had just blurted out startled her and nearly made her drop her airbrush. She remained composed and waited until she had finished spraying the noodles before putting the airbrush down and looking at them.
Sure enough, the mean and good-looking man was standing outside the glass window watching the restoration site.
My breathing became a little faster for a moment. I didn't expect that he would come to Beijing after all.
Grandpa had been complaining about Yuan blue and white porcelain at home. Growing up, he was her greatest admirer, and she was understandably angry that his voice wasn't taken seriously by the National Museum. But then she saw the restored Yuan blue and white porcelain, presented in its flawless state. She thought of that man, the one who said they were of a different generation.
A few days after the opening of the Yuan blue and white porcelain exhibition, Grandpa was clearly unhappy, lamenting the decline of the Northern School of restoration. For the first time, she felt Grandpa was wrong. Why divide the Southern and Northern schools? If we could learn from each other's strengths and overcome their weaknesses, wouldn't that be a great achievement? He was a legend in the world of cultural relic restoration.
And she wants to be that person.
She glanced out the window again, put down her tools, and washed her hands. Since he was here, she should go and say hello. She picked up a tissue to dry her hands, casually picked up the front camera of her phone to look at herself, and adjusted her bangs.
She put her phone away and was about to leave when the man suddenly laughed and reached out to hold the girl's hand. He pulled her so hard she couldn't stand and threw herself into his arms. He put his arm around her waist and, oblivious to the others, kissed her hair, his smile growing even softer.
Song Suiyang rolled her eyes, feeling touched for nothing. She was overthinking it. How could her master have come all the way to Beijing just for her? Qin Tian was probably here for something, so he was probably doing his apprentice a favor. Maybe Qin Tian had asked for it.
Tsk tsk tsk, in public, kissing, hugging, and lifting up high, Qin Tian is now imitating this foreigner's unrestrainedness. It's unbearable to watch, it's simply unbearable to watch.
She turned back to the restoration table and changed the airbrush. No matter what, she received Tong Zhongyuan's guidance, and she couldn't lose this time!
Tong Zhongyuan took Qin Tian away from the repair site.
"Well? How do you think she's doing?"
"It's okay. The main problem is that the other people's level is not up to par."
Qin Tian choked: "No one in the world is as good as you, right?"
"That's not the case. There are two people who are better than me, and one has his own strengths. But they are all old."
She was at a loss for words. Call him arrogant? He was probably telling the truth. Call him honest? Those words didn't apply to him at all. All she could say was that he possessed an absolute self-confidence that no one else could match. And this confidence manifested itself in every aspect, even at the amusement park.
"Alohomora!"
The lock of the box opened with a click, and a crack appeared on the lid, emitting a mysterious light.
Qin Tian stared at Tong Zhongyuan in astonishment, then looked at the wand in his hand. Why! Why did he always succeed? She had just tried five times and couldn't open the box! And he unlocked it with just a wave of his hand.
"No, I want to exchange my wand with you. My wand must be of poor quality."
She snatched his wand and gave it to him in exchange for hers.
Just now, at Ollivander's wand shop at Universal Studios Beijing, Tong Zhongyuan chose Dumbledore's Elder Wand, while she chose Luna's wand. She had mocked Tong Zhongyuan for choosing the best and most powerful wand even for a toy. Unexpectedly, he used this wand like a cheat, solving every spell interaction with ease. She, on the other hand, had to try eight times before she could even get a single Lumos.
Tong Zhongyuan had no choice but to take Luna's wand and follow the spell map to the gate of Hogwarts Castle with her. The sky gradually darkened, and the Harry Potter campus at night was even more mysterious and magical than during the day.
"There's a hidden Easter egg here!"
Qin Tian excitedly searched for the spell casting point and finally found it in an inconspicuous place. Now she held the Elder Wand in her hand, and her confidence was doubled.
She raised her hand and drew a beautiful wavy line: "Wingardium Leviosa~"
There was silence for five seconds. A few tourists dressed as magicians walked by laughing, and nothing happened.
"Wingardium Leviosa~" Qin Tian waved again.
"Wingardium Leviosa, Wingardium Leviosa!"
How could this happen! His wand is obviously very sensitive! Qin Tian turned his head to look at Tong Zhongyuan. He covered his mouth and pretended to look at the decorations in the castle.
"You come and try it." Qin Tian exited the interactive point and motioned him to come up.
Tong Zhongyuan couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He followed the instructions, walked to the interactive point, and waved his wand.
“Wingardium Leviosa.”
A gentle breeze blew, their hair moving in the wind. A row of candles above their heads slowly rose and floated into the air, their candlelight flickering and swaying in a dreamlike manner, just like the real Hogwarts Great Hall.
Five minutes later, Qin Tian walked indignantly against the flow of people, passing through the dazzling Hogsmeade village, and turning a blind eye to the magical world in the windows waiting to cast spells.
"This game isn't set up well at all! It must be because you're tall that your movements are easily recorded." She searched for the reason unwillingly. It was so unfair.
"Then I'll hold you, but hold you higher." He held her hand and gave her advice in a good-tempered manner.
"No, I don't like playing this game. Compared to Harry Potter, I prefer Jurassic! Transformers! That's a real woman's paradise, my favorite!"
The hotel we booked was right in the Universal Studios park, and after the park closed, it only took five minutes to walk back to the hotel.
Tong Zhongyuan was very satisfied. It was indeed much more fun than Disney and Universal Studios. This was what an amusement park was like. He also bought a bunch of souvenirs, especially the archaeological dinosaur fossil. Compared to Lingna Belle's gaudy doll, this was the ideal gift for Qin Tian.
While Tong Zhongyuan showered, Qin Tian was still fiddling with the two wands. Seriously, why? She was following the instructions in the spell manual exactly, so what was she doing wrong? Even children could conjure magic, but she couldn't. Was she a Muggle even at Universal Studios? This was infuriating.
When Tong Zhongyuan came out, he saw her waving her wand and mumbling to herself, looking both serious and adorable. He hugged her from behind, took her wand-holding hand, and waved a heart in the air. He murmured, "My little witch, practice again tomorrow."
Qin Tian knew what he was thinking from the sound of his voice. She turned around, pointed her wand at him and said, "You cunning wizard, tell me the truth, did you use a love potion on me?"
Tong Zhongyuan laughed, pulled her over, and said to her forehead, "So what if you used it? Can you still regret it now?"
"That's not necessarily true," she said, wrapping her arms around his waist and tilting her head back, her eyes sparkling and charming. "I'll be sober once the drug wears off."
"Really?" His voice grew deeper, lingering on her lips. "Then I'm going to strengthen my magic..."
The sound she hadn't yet uttered was swallowed up by him. His hands expertly went where he wanted them, igniting her desire with ease.
As his clothes fell off one by one, he unknowingly brought her to the bed and pushed her down.
Just like the first time, Qin Tian's seaweed-like hair spread on the bed, like a tempting mermaid who would drag him to the bottom of the sea and eat him up in the next second.
His hand continued to move downwards, and he hummed, "Alohomora..."
Qin Tian's hazy eyes opened, and she vaguely thought about the spell. Her brain slowly turned, and she knew what it meant. Her body was hot and smelly. She found a pillow and raised it to cover her face.
"Dirty."
“Expelliarmus.”
He chanted the spell in a low voice and picked up the pillow to put it under her.
His fingers caressed her moist lips, his rationality becoming lighter and lighter as he slowly sank down, carving the deepest magic into her body.
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