Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Su Qingyuan's voice unconsciously rose a few degrees, causing several workers who were working nearby to stop what they were doing and look over curiously. She realized that her voice was too loud, took a deep breath, and lowered the volume, but she still couldn't hide the persistence in her tone, "We have invited experts in the cultural relics field and many media outlets to the preview. They are all here for this restored bronze sword. If they can't see the details of the cultural relics in the display case because of the lighting problem, it will not only affect the reputation of the entire special exhibition, but also waste your three months of restoration efforts. This is not the result we want to see." She looked at Chen Yan, with a hint of pleading in her eyes, and a hint of imperceptible grievance - for this special exhibition, she has been working overtime for half a month, from exhibit screening to display case design, to media connection, every link has been done by herself, just to present the best effect, but now she is stuck on the detail of lighting. Chen Yan put down the measuring tape in his hand, a trace of helplessness on his face. He could understand Su Qingyuan's feelings, but he also had his own concerns: "Ms. Su, cultural relics protection is not something that can be achieved overnight. Anti-glare film needs to be installed by professionals, and the glass surface needs to be cleaned before installation to ensure that there is no dust and fingerprints. This process takes at least two hours. Now asking the workers to stop work and wait for the film will not only delay the construction progress of the entire exhibition hall, but may also affect the installation of other display cabinets. The chain reaction is too large." He paused, his eyes fell on the bronze sword in the display cabinet, and his tone became more serious: "And the focus of the preview is to show the overall appearance of the cultural relics, so that experts and the media can understand the overall positioning of the special exhibition, not to dwell on it. A 0.3mm restoration gap. For the audience, seeing this bronze sword, which has been dormant for more than two thousand years, reappear before their eyes is a shock in itself. The details of the restoration can be left until after the exhibition, and presented through explanations or close observation. "I don't think this is entanglement!" Su Qingyuan suddenly raised her voice, with a hint of stubbornness in her tone, "The significance of curating is not only to show the 'existence' of cultural relics, but also to let the audience see the 'value' of cultural relics - including the historical stories behind them, and the hard work of the restorers to bring them to light of day. You spent three months, every day in the restoration room facing this sword, cleaning the rust bit by bit, filling the gaps bit by bit. Don't you want everyone to clearly see your results? Don't you want your work to be recognized?" When she said this, her eyes sparkled, as if there were flames burning. She recalled the last time in the restoration room, she saw Chen Yan concentrating on filling the gap with tweezers, even breathing lightly; she recalled the densely packed restoration parameters in his computer, each number accurate to two decimal places; she recalled the seriousness and awe in his eyes when he said, "Cultural relics are the carriers of history." She didn't believe that he didn't care about the results of his work, but he was used to hiding his inner concern with a cold appearance. Chen Yan was stunned when he saw Su Qingyuan's serious look. He didn't expect that this usually capable and calm curator would be so persistent and even a little excited for a lighting angle. The scene in the restoration room three days ago suddenly flashed through his mind - Su Qingyuan was holding a thick folder, his fingertips sliding quickly on the printed paper, carefully checking each parameter, with unquestionable concentration in his eyes, exactly the same as now. At that moment, the helplessness in his heart gradually dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable touch. He was silent for a few seconds, then pulled his phone from his pocket, unlocked the screen, and found the phone number for the film applicator—a man he'd met while applying film to a display case in the restoration room. He had excellent skills and was reliable. He pressed the dial button and put the phone to his ear, his eyes still fixed on Su Qingyuan. "Hello, Master Zhang, it's me, Chen Yan." The call connected quickly, and Chen Yan's voice was softer than usual. "Are you free now? Can you come to the main exhibition hall of the museum? There's a display case that needs anti-glare film. It's urgent, and it should be within the hour. Yes, it's that Han Dynasty bronze sword display case I told you about last time. I'll send you the dimensions via WeChat later. Okay, thank you for your help." After hanging up, Chen Yan looked at Su Qingyuan, who was still breathing slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up almost imperceptibly. "I'll have the applicator come over now. He'll have the film applied within the hour, and the lighting angle will be adjusted to ensure it doesn't affect the preview." Su Qingyuan was stunned, obviously not expecting Chen Yan to give in so suddenly. She had just been thinking about how she would convince him if he insisted on not applying the film, and she had even prepared to negotiate with the construction team leader to adjust the construction period, but now, he agreed so easily. She looked at Chen Yan with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and a hint of unconcealed joy, her cheeks slightly flushed. "However," Chen Yan changed the subject, his tone a little more cunning, "During the preview, you have to cooperate with me to explain the restoration process. I'm not very good at dealing with the media and experts. You know better than me how to convey the details of the restoration and the value of the cultural relics to them. You have to help with this." Su Qingyuan reacted and nodded quickly, a barely perceptible smile curling up at the corner of his mouth. That smile was more real and more touching than his usual professional smile: it had a little more worldly air than usual in the restoration room. Hearing Su Qingyuan's voice, he turned around and saw her standing in front of the bronze sword display case, her face not looking good. He said to the team leader, "That's it for now, contact us if there are any questions," and then walked over quickly. "What's wrong?" Chen Yan walked over to Su Qingyuan and followed her gaze to the bronze sword in the display case. Her tone was flat, and no emotion could be heard. "There's something wrong with the lighting angle in the display case," Su Qingyuan pointed at the glaring reflection, her voice a hint of urgency. "Look, the light is now shining directly on the scabbard, and the reflected white light has completely obscured the repaired gaps, making it impossible for viewers to see the details of your restoration. Moreover, long-term exposure to this direct light will accelerate the oxidation of the copper rust on the sword's surface. Although you said before that the illumination was within a safe range, the risk will increase if the angle is wrong." As she spoke, she reached out and lightly ran her fingertips across the glass surface, as if tracing the gap hidden by the reflection. Her nails were still neatly trimmed and rounded, but she hadn't applied nail polish today, revealing the light pink color of her nails, which looked a little softer than usual. Chen Yan didn't immediately refute her. He pulled a palm-sized instrument from his vest pocket—it was a portable light meter he had brought with him. The body was silver-gray, and the edges of the screen were slightly worn, obviously showing a lot of use. He turned on the instrument, pressed the measurement button, and placed the probe close to the display case glass, aiming it at the area directly illuminated by the light. A string of numbers quickly popped up on the instrument screen: 48.2 lux. "The angle is adjusted according to the parameters I gave last week, with a 30-degree incident angle and illumination controlled within 50 lux, which meets the national standards for cultural relics protection." Chen Yan put the illuminometer away and put it back in his pocket, his tone still calm. "The reflection is because the glass hasn't been coated with anti-glare film yet. The film applicator will come tomorrow. After the film is applied, the reflection problem will naturally be solved and will not affect the preview." "But the preview is tomorrow, and it must be solved today!"