On Thursday, May 22nd, Xu Musheng officially ended his internship at China Unicorn Jiangbei Branch and returned to Jiangbei University of Science and Technology to do his thesis review. Although it had been more than two months since he last returned to school, he had heard a little about the two recent big news in school. Firstly, their school basketball team had won the national championship of the new year's UEFA University Basketball League, breaking the monopoly of the northern universities on this competition. Recently, the school's sports department was holding a series of celebrations. Jiangbei University intended to use this opportunity to make basketball a traditional sport of the school. Secondly, the famous antique collector, Mr. Song Jinwen's personal collection exhibition was held in the exhibition hall of the Faculty of Arts in a high-profile manner. It was open to the whole society, and the entrance fee was only 10 yuan. Because many of the rare collections were being exhibited for the first time, and Mr. Song Jinwen was personally present to explain, there was an endless stream of people who came to watch. Jiang Beida was also in the limelight.
Sure enough, as soon as Xu Musheng stepped into the school gate, he saw a huge red inflatable arch on the road leading to the Faculty of Arts. There was an eye-catching banner on the door that read " Welcome to Mr. Song Jinwen's Personal Collection Exhibition ". Every street lamp on the road had posters celebrating the basketball team's victory. It seemed that the school wanted to combine these two things together to maximize their influence.
Like all otakus, Xu Musheng was not keen on sports. He was genuinely happy that the school team won the championship, but he was just happy. He did not intend to participate in the celebration. As for Song Jinwen's personal collection exhibition, he was rather interested in it. More than half of his father's study room was filled with historical biographies. He was fascinated by them in high school and yearned for the traditional culture of China. He had already made up his mind to go to the exhibition as long as it was not too late after the thesis was approved. In addition, Xu Musheng vaguely remembered that there should be another arrangement today. It seemed like Qin Ruoying had called him a few nights ago to introduce Mu Yunwan to him. Forget it. It was most likely a prank by a beautiful girl. He knew his limits. How could he fall for it?
In order to save time for the exhibition, Xu Musheng rushed to the southern first floor of the Department of Electronic Information Engineering, but sadly found that the fat tutor who brought him the thesis was surrounded by more than ten students. The reputation of " Learning at Jiangbei University " was indeed well-deserved. The students were all early birds. When it was almost halfway through, it was finally Xu Musheng's turn. The fat professor narrowed his eyes and scanned through his thesis. He said that the content was fine, but the format was terrible. He asked him to adjust it according to the thesis specifications as soon as possible and bring it back for review. The deadline was tomorrow.
Jiangbei University was extremely strict with the format of their thesis. There was a saying among the students that " a week for the thesis, a month for the format." Before Xu Musheng came, he had been very serious about adjusting the format for a whole day. He never expected to get a " terrible " evaluation, which made him very depressed. Looking at the fat tutor's circle on the thesis that needed to be adjusted, Xu Musheng felt that he would definitely spend the day on this matter.
Just as Xu Musheng walked out of the South First Floor dejectedly, his phone rang. It was Qin Ruoying.
"Hey, senior, where are you? Aren't you coming to school today? When will they arrive?"
Faced with this string of questions that seemed to be a barrage of questions, but the logic was very chaotic, Xu Musheng frowned and picked out the key points. "It's me. I'm already on the south floor.”
"Ah, you're already here. Why didn't you call me earlier? Didn't I say that I would introduce you to a girlfriend?”He could tell that the girl on the other end of the phone was a little dissatisfied.
"Uh, well, I have to do a preliminary review of the thesis first.”Xu Musheng was puzzled. Do I have the obligation to contact you as soon as I arrive at school?
"Are you done yet?"
"The instructor has already read it. There's no problem with the content, but the format needs to be changed.”
"That's good. Let's not talk anymore. Come to the exhibition hall of the Faculty of Arts quickly. Something big had happened. The gold-inlaid beast head agate pot had been stolen. The situation was very strange. Uncle Zhang heard that you were here and wanted you to take a look.”
What's going on?
Although Qin Ruoying's words were short, they contained a lot of information, so much so that Xu Musheng's mouth was wide open.
The first was the gold-inlaid agate teapot with a beast's head. He had heard of this thing before. It was a jade wine vessel unearthed from an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty and was a tribute from the Western Regions. It was the most precious item in Song Jinwen's collection and the core exhibit of this exhibition. The Shaanxi History Museum had a similar gold-inlaid agate cup with the head of a beast from the Tang Dynasty. It was classified as a national first-class cultural relic and was valued at hundreds of millions. Song Jinwen's pot was much larger than the cup in the Shaanxi Museum. Its shape was also more complicated and exquisite. One could imagine its value. If it was really stolen, it would definitely be a big case that would shock the entire antique world.
The second was 'strange'. When Qin Ruoying described the theft of the gold-inlaid animal-head agate pot, she used the extremely unusual word " strange " to describe the process of being stolen. It was probably so strange that she needed his help as a layman. In that case, the police probably still had no clue, so this case must be very difficult.
Then, it was " Uncle Zhang ". The Uncle Zhang that Qin Ruoying was referring to should be Zhang Zhaohui. Zhang Zhaohui is the captain of the Criminal Investigation Team 1 of the Xiangbei Provincial Public Security Bureau. He's a first-class inspector. He's such a high-ranking official. He can't possibly be watching me all the time. How did he know that I was at school today? It seems like you, Qin Ruoying, are the snitch.
I understand now. There was a big case that was difficult to solve, and Miss Qin instigated the police to drag me in. She really knows how to cause trouble for me!
Although he was complaining in his heart, Xu Musheng still turned around and walked quickly to the exhibition hall of the Faculty of Arts. The word "strange" successfully aroused his curiosity. On the way, he did his homework and used his phone to check Song Jinwen's personal information online.
Song Jinwen, born in Beijing in 1961, was 54 years old this year. He only attended secondary school and did not continue to study. He was a legend. In his early years, he worked as a fitter in a state-owned factory. The old master who brought his craftsmanship liked to go to places like Panjiayuan and Liulichang to make some small toys. Song Jinwen also fell in love with this under the influence of his master. However, Song Jinwen was even more ruthless. He resolutely quit his iron rice bowl and focused on studying antiques. For this reason, he visited many old masters and read all kinds of ancient books. He really found many priceless treasures all over the country. The gold-inlaid animal-head agate pot was something he had received from a farmer's house in a small village in Shaanxi Province for 200 yuan many years ago. It was hailed as the most successful case of "picking up scraps" since the founding of the People's Republic of China. As his reputation in the industry grew, Song Jinwen began to be a guest on TV shows about appraising treasures. He also published more than ten books about antiques and history, packaging himself as a genuine cultural person and establishing his status as a leader in the folk antique collection industry in China. It was said that his personal assets had already reached more than a billion.
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