Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

The sunlight shone in obliquely through the French windows of the exhibition hall and fell on Chen Yan. He squatted in front of the display case, lowered his head slightly, and watched the master apply the film carefully. The strands of hair on his forehead hung down, covering part of his forehead, and glowed with a faint golden color in the sunlight. His brows were slightly furrowed, his eyes were focused, and he would occasionally say a few words to the master. His tone was professional and rigorous, but not as cold as usual. For a moment, Su Qingyuan felt that the sunlight seemed to favor Chen Yan. It passed through the glass, bypassed the steel frame of the construction, and gently fell on his profile, coating his outline with a layer of soft halo, clearly outlining his seriousness and gentleness that were usually hidden under his cold appearance. He squatted there, holding a small scraper in his hand, carefully scraping away the bubbles between the membrane and the glass. His movements were so gentle as if he was protecting a precious cultural relic. He was similar to the man who usually used tweezers to fill the gaps in the restoration room, but also different - the similarity was the focus, the difference was that at this moment, he had a bit more worldly air, more real, and more touching. The workers next to him would occasionally talk to Chen Yan: "Teacher Chen, this sword is so precious, why are you so particular about putting a film on it?" Chen Yan raised his head and smiled, with a hint of pride in his tone: "This is a bronze sword from the Han Dynasty. It's more than two thousand years old and it needs to be well protected. Moreover, this film can not only prevent glare, but also filter ultraviolet rays, which is good for the protection of cultural relics." "You intellectuals are the ones who know the business, while we only know how to work." The worker said with a smile, and lowered his head to do his own work. Su Qingyuan looked at the way Chen Yan communicated with others, and suddenly felt warm in his heart. She had always thought Chen Yan lived in his own world, caring only about the artifacts and not the people and events around him. But now she realized he was simply not good at expressing himself. He was actually quite sensitive and willing to share his expertise. An hour later, the anti-glare film was finally applied. The craftsman packed up his tools and said goodbye to Chen Yan. "Teacher Chen, the film is done. Please check it. If you have any questions, feel free to contact me." Chen Yan stood up and walked over to the display case, carefully examining the glass surface. The anti-glare film was applied smoothly, without a single bubble or wrinkle. The previously glaring reflection disappeared, and the bronze sword in the display case was remarkably clear under the light. The patina on the scabbard, the silk cord on the hilt, and the 0.3mm repair gap were all clearly visible. He nodded with satisfaction, pulled his wallet from his pocket, and offered to pay the craftsman for his work. "No, no, Teacher Chen, you helped me fix my old desk lamp last time, and I haven't thanked you yet. This time, I'll consider it a favor." The craftsman waved his hand, refusing to accept the money, picked up his toolbox, and left. Chen Yan had no choice but to give up, thinking that he would return the favor next time he had the chance. He turned around and saw Su Qingyuan still sitting in the corner, notebook in hand, but not writing, just looking at him. "It's done, come and take a look?" Chen Yan waved at Su Qingyuan, his tone a little gentler than usual. Su Qingyuan quickly stood up and walked over. She walked over to the display case and looked at the bronze sword inside, her eyes filled with surprise. "Great! There's no glare at all now, and the repaired seams are clearly visible. This way, during the preview, the experts and media will definitely see the results of your restoration." Chen Yan, seeing her happy expression, couldn't help but smile. "That's good. You'll have to be more careful on the day of the preview. I'm not very good at speaking, and I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it well." "Don't worry, I'll take care of it!" Su Qingyuan patted her chest, her eyes full of confidence. "I've already marked the key points of the explanation. When the time comes, I'll first introduce the overall situation of the special exhibition, then guide everyone to see the bronze sword. Finally, please explain the restoration process in detail. This way the transition will be very natural." "Okay." Chen Yan nodded, and said nothing more, but he silently remembered Su Qingyuan's appearance at that moment in his heart - the sunlight fell on her face, her eyes sparkling, and a happy smile on her lips, like a rose blooming in the sun, bright and moving. That evening, after the construction team finished work, the exhibition hall gradually quieted down. Su Qingyuan sent the prepared explanation manuscript to Chen Yan, then packed up her things and prepared to leave. When she reached the door of the exhibition hall, she looked back at the bronze sword display case in the center. The lights had been adjusted to the most appropriate brightness, and the sword glowed softly under the light, as if telling a thousand-year story. She smiled, turned and walked out of the exhibition hall, her heart full of anticipation for the upcoming preview. Chen Yan stayed in the exhibition hall and carefully checked the lighting and constant temperature and humidity system of the display case to make sure there were no problems. He took out his mobile phone, opened the explanation manuscript sent by Su Qingyuan, and read it carefully. The explanation manuscript was written in great detail. It not only introduced the historical background of the bronze sword, but also specially marked the key points and difficulties in the restoration process. Even the questions that the experts might ask were answered in advance. He looked at the dense text on the screen, and his heart suddenly felt very warm - it turned out that someone would consider him so attentively and care so much about the results of his work. He looked up at the bronze sword in the display case. The green rust on the blade shone softly in the light. The 0.3mm repair seam was like a subtle mark, a record of his three months of hard work, and also of the story that had just begun between him and Su Qingyuan. "No problem! I've prepared a presentation. I'll edit it and send it to you tonight. If you think anything needs revision, please let me know." "Okay." Chen Yan nodded without saying anything else. He turned and walked towards the construction team leader to discuss suspending work around the bronze sword display case to make room for the film applicator. Su Qingyuan stood there, watching Chen Yan's back, feeling something quietly sprout within her. She glanced down at the progress chart on her tablet, tapped her finger on the "Bronze Sword Display Case Lighting Adjustment" section, and then, smiling, tucked the tablet into her backpack. That afternoon, the film applicator arrived at the exhibition hall ten minutes early. He carried a black toolbox filled with various film application tools and different types of anti-glare film. Chen Yan accompanied the master throughout the entire process, from cleaning the glass to cutting the film to applying it precisely, carefully checking every step, fearing any mistakes. Su Qingyuan didn't leave. She found a corner where she wouldn't interfere with the work, moved a small stool and sat down, notebook in hand, pretending to sort out the preview process, but her eyes would often fall on Chen Yan.