I am a newly graduated cultural relic restorer, and I was asked to broadcast a live broadcast to restore a thousand-year-old Ru kiln porcelain vase that was broken into dozens of pieces.
On the first day of broadcasting, the whole Internet was scolding me: "A little girl born in 1995 dares to repair a national treasure? I'm afraid she will destroy the national treasure!"
"It must be a show, a hype!"
I ignored them and concentrated on my work. Three days later, I repaired the broken porcelain bottle, completed the missing inscription on it, and restored it to its original appearance.
The experts knelt down on the spot, saying that this was a national treasure that they could not repair even if they wanted to!
Later, I repaired damaged murals, ancient books that were rotted into mud, bronzes that were rusted into slag, and I also dug up the industrial chain of fake cultural relics.
The whole Internet calls me the "Guardian of National Treasures". Those people who used to scold me are now squatting in my live broadcast room every day waiting for me to repair the national treasure.
Me: "I can't help it, it's just a professional counterpart."
