Chapter 738 The Original Work Was Stolen
"What?"
"A fake?"
Everyone was shocked!
Ye Rou came to attend the museum's opening ceremony, firstly to take her family out for a walk, and secondly because protecting cultural relics is indeed not easy, and she came with a feeling of reverence.
But after entering the museum, she found that the information cards were wrong, the exhibited artifacts and teaching aids were mixed up, and there were constant mistakes of all sizes, which really ruined her mood.
It is not easy to open such a large museum. Everyone makes mistakes, and she can understand that.
So they did not pursue the matter, but accepted the apologies of the two directors and let the matter go.
But when she and her aunt went to the calligraphy and painting exhibition area and saw the so-called "authentic work of Wang Xizhi", Ye Rou was really angry.
She could no longer control her anger and demanded an explanation from the museum in front of everyone.
Faced with her questioning, Gu Xue looked confused.
Director Hu was surprised when he heard that the calligraphy and paintings were loaned to the museum by Ye Rou.
——He originally thought that Gu Xue invited Ye Rou and his group because of Zheng Zhiyuan’s identity, but he never expected that there was this other reason.
But when he heard Ye Rou say that the painting by Wang Xizhi was a fake, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He almost jumped up and immediately denied it, "Impossible! That painting by Wang Xizhi cannot be a fake!"
Ye Rou has tolerated this idiot for a long time.
She didn't understand how such an arbitrary person could become the deputy director of the museum.
When he heard Grandma Song say that the painted pottery was a fake, his first reaction was not to argue, but to deny.
It's still the same reaction now.
Ye Rou looked at him, her voice cold and full of impatience: "I would like to ask Director Hu, what good will it do me to spread rumors that this calligraphy and painting is a fake?"
Yang Fan, who was standing by, subconsciously supported the teacher and muttered, "Maybe you're trying to extort money from the museum."
"Shut up!" Ye Rou shouted harshly.
Yang Fan was stunned by the shouting, and met Ye Rou's eyes, which seemed to be like looking at a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, extremely cold and full of murderous intent.
His heart trembled, he didn't dare to look anymore, and looked away in panic.
Ye Rou glanced at everyone and suddenly smiled.
This smile was like a blooming peach blossom, so gorgeous, but no one present had the heart to appreciate her beauty, and a chill rose in their hearts.
"Within ten minutes, I want to see the real thing. If I don't see it..."
She smiled coldly.
Hu Xing took advantage of hiding behind Director Hu, so Ye Rou couldn't see him. She said disdainfully, "What kind of trouble can a little girl cause?"
Hearing his words, Gu Xue smiled bitterly.
This is no little girl.
If Beijing is compared to a vast ocean, Ye Rou is a deep-sea whirlpool that can stir up the wind and clouds. If you are accidentally caught in it, even a 10,000-ton ship will be torn to pieces.
Gu Xue immediately took action.
The most urgent task is to determine the authenticity of the calligraphy and painting.
But Gu Xue knew in his heart that Ye Rou was not a person who spoke without purpose. If she said this, there was only one possibility - the calligraphy and painting by Wang Xizhi was indeed a fake.
His face was extremely gloomy. He looked at the volunteer Sun Baiqing wearing a red armband and said, "Take them to the meeting room. We'll be there soon."
Sun Baiqing was also in a bad mood at the moment.
She used her "money power" to buy a volunteer spot just to show off her professional abilities in front of Ye Rou.
But before she could start showing off, the museum started to encounter troubles, and now they even lost the calligraphy and paintings that Ye Rou had rented.
Ye Rou was in no mood to listen to her introduce cultural relics and show off her professional knowledge!
Damn it!
Sun Baiqing led the group to the meeting room with a sullen face.
Ye Rou is pregnant - everyone in the student union knows about this.
She led Ye Rou into the conference room. She brought her a cushion because the chair might be cold. She also refilled Ye Rou's small water cup with hot water and gave her some snacks from her colleagues...
Wang Honghong and Zhou Liang came today to take care of their sister-in-law as asked by Brother Jiang.
I never expected that someone would be interested in this job!
The two of them were originally planning to compete with each other, but as soon as they made a move, the girl with pale skin and scary black eyes immediately glared at them.
She had a cold look on her face, as if she would twist their necks if they took her job again.
Wang Honghong and Zhou Liang looked at each other, raised their hands in surrender, and sat cowardly in the corner.
Sun Baiqing snorted coldly at them, and after making arrangements for Ye Rou, he began to count the time.
Ye Rou said it would take ten minutes, so there couldn't be a minute or a second more.
——
On the other side, Gu Xue and Director Hu hurried to the calligraphy and painting exhibition area.
Regardless of Ye Rou's identity, there is no doubt that this authentic work of Wang Xizhi was temporarily loaned to the museum by her.
Their museum must give her an explanation.
Many people gathered in front of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy and paintings, who came to see him.
——In order to ensure the flow of people on the opening day, Guxue placed advertisements in newspapers, focusing on the calligraphy and paintings of Wang Xizhi.
I didn't expect to shoot myself in the foot. It took me a lot of time just to squeeze in.
He found a random excuse and took down the calligraphy and painting.
The onlookers saw that it was the curator. Although they were dissatisfied, they did not make any trouble. They left disappointedly and went to look at other cultural relics.
Gu Xue breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to examine the calligraphy and painting with Director Hu.
After all, the two were veterans in archaeology, not those who sought fame and reputation. They took down the calligraphy and paintings, took a closer look, and cold sweat dripped down their cheeks.
The two looked up at the same time and looked at each other.
This calligraphy by Wang Xizhi is indeed a fake!
Gu Xue felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer and he almost fell to the ground.
Director Hu said in disbelief: "How could it be fake!"
Yang Fanyi followed silently behind him. He originally thought that Ye Rou was deliberately causing trouble.
Now that I heard the two curators say it was fake, I realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately took it seriously.
Seeing Director Gu about to faint, he quickly stepped forward to support him and said quickly, "Could this also be mixed up with the teaching aids?"
Director Hu shook his head and said, "This calligraphy and painting is too precious. I'm afraid of any problems, so I've kept it in a safe. Only Director Gu and I have the combination and key."
"We opened the safe together this morning and transported the painting to the exhibition area. There's no way they could have been mixed up."
Yang Fan thought of another possibility: "Maybe, what Ye Rou and the others lent to the museum was actually a fake!"
Gu Xue broke free from his hand and said in despair, "Impossible! What Ye Rou lent me is absolutely authentic. Authentic works by Wang Xizhi are of great importance. I was afraid of making a mistake. Before exhibiting it, I had many people authenticate it and only after confirming it was authentic did I store it in a safe."
Yang Fan panicked. He had already guessed the possibility, but didn't dare to say it.
Gu Xue said it for him: "There is only one possibility..."
Yang Fan and Director Hu looked at him at the same time.
Gu Xue raised his head and said, "The original painting was stolen."
“Boom!”
Purple thunder streaked across the sky, and thunder exploded.
The rain poured down, sweeping away the summer heat.
The three of them subconsciously hugged their arms, trying to dispel the chill spreading from the soles of their feet.
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