This idealistic elder has been living a puritan-like life. In addition to completing various tasks in the construction company, he daubs in his dormitory every day and practices his painting skills. [Read the latest chapter] Because oil paints could not be produced locally, it was difficult to buy oil paints and brushes at that time in Macau. He could only practice sketching and writing with carbon rods. He painted all the slightly historical buildings in and outside Lingao City. Outside the city, you can often see Elder Qi holding a script, standing on the smoky grass or ruins, waving at a dilapidated building. From time to time, he could be seen climbing up and down the dilapidated ancient buildings, so Qi Feng was nicknamed "Liang Sicheng of Lingao" in the Senate - he always regretted not having Lin Huiyin by his side.
Although the paintings are all ancient Chinese buildings, for him, Florence and Venice are the places he yearns for - and of course Vienna, Paris, Edinburgh, Nuremberg and Kyoto. It’s just that the imperial cities of the future will be more perfect and more personalized than those. He was never seen in the various political salons of the senators.
Like Ji Runzhi, he often drew sketches of future imperial cities: from details like a porch cornice to the entire city outline, he wanted to draw it all by hand. It's just that the construction company has never given him a chance to realize his ideal. After Ji Runzhi went to Sanya, he worked as a planner, but his actual job was to draw roads, and he might as well have been a structural engineer.
The arrival of Trini brought about the biggest change in his work focus - because he was fluent in Italian and had an art background, he acted as a translator for Trini. Training the next generation of artistic talents has become his main task.
As a fanatical believer in "Western Art Religion", Italy is his Jerusalem, so he chose Italian as his second foreign language. I hope to go on a pilgrimage one day. Now a genuine Italian painter has arrived - so Qi Feng became Trini's good friend, discussing art issues together almost every day. He also learned the production of oil painting tools and many traditions from this Italian. techniques.
Qi Feng felt that Trini's oil painting skills were much better than those of the university professors who were so awesome when he was studying. It’s no wonder that when it comes to traditional European oil paintings in the art world, they are highly praised. The skills of such an unknown person are beyond his reach, let alone a painter who can wear the title of master.
Of course, Qi Feng also taught many new ideas to the Italians. The friendship between the two deepened day by day, and Qi Feng gradually changed the "bad habits" of many Italians - such as bathing and grooming.
Mei Wan was very happy to be able to kick this planner who never compromised on any issue involving beauty to the beach to discuss art with his good friends. Qi Feng himself was of course even more happy to be responsible for the design and supervision of the construction of the shopping mall area. In his opinion, the Bauhaus school in Laigao has gone too far when applying the artistic concepts of this school.
Qi Feng is tall, has handsome features, and has dark skin after working on the construction site for several years. The muscles are strong, and the lines of the whole person look very tough. When he is serious, he is not angry and intimidating, but when he smiles, he is like the spring breeze blowing on his face. Li Huamei couldn't help but feel an inexplicable heartbeat.
After seeing the ceremony, everyone took their seats. There were very few female visitors here in Trini. Now let the students collect their painting supplies and leave. I went to make black tea myself and bring it to accompany me - the Italian now really hates the dirty Dutch servant who doesn't want to take a bath, so he doesn't want it. If he hadn't known that the other party was someone sent by the company to monitor him, he would have fired the Dutchman and kicked him out. In Lingao, he could hire cleaner and more capable servants through the Ministry of Colonization and Trade.
Trini had always been gloomy - ever since he was deceived by Mendoza out of the chivalrous spirit of a gentleman, and in order to redeem a "noble Spanish aristocratic woman" he had to bear a loan shark with an annual interest rate of 66%. The worst thing is that in the end, this honor was stolen by Lord Lando, who appeared out of nowhere and was said to be an Italian.
However, the senators who lent him money rejected his request for immediate repayment without interest: if he borrowed the money, interest would have to be calculated - even if he repaid the money immediately, he would still have to pay interest for a year. The result was that all of Trini's savings were wiped out.
He spent all his savings. But found nothing. This made him depressed. Fortunately, the Senate still favored his craftsmanship - orders kept coming, so he had no choice but to work harder to serve the Senate.
Qi Feng expressed deep sympathy for Trini. In order to further lighten his burden and allow him to earn more money, Trini was roped in to join the project team of the newly established commercial mall development area - responsible for drawing renderings and architectural exterior design, and also responsible for many interior design projects. and exterior decoration works.
Poor Mr. Trini worked day and night, at least fourteen hours a day, and his workload was on par with many of the elders. Fortunately, he has a bunch of students that he can exploit and exploit. In order to exploit the students to a greater extent, he naturally has to teach his skills.
His studio has been expanded and the useless reception room has been demolished - the internal structure of the prefabricated wooden house designed by Zhang Xingpei is very convenient to change - more workbenches and easels have been arranged in the expanded studio , sculpture tables and other items. There are over forty naturalized civilian students following him.
The place where they sat and chatted was in the corner of the studio. This was a place designed by Qi Feng to receive guests and talk about art. The floor is specially designed to be one level above the ground, bamboo railings, modular rattan sand, floor-to-ceiling glass bay windows facing the green small courtyard, green potted plants dotted around at random heights, and two watercolor paintings on the walls. , all appear to be full of literature and art.
Qi Feng and Trini often talk about art issues here. Mr. Trini is very puzzled by Qi Feng's proficiency in Italian art history - even he, an Italian, does not know such a comprehensive knowledge. He knew all the genres, heritage, works and even characteristics of Italian artists since the Renaissance. Trini had never seen the works of many of these artists, but this Australian knew everything. It was simply astonishing.
"Mr. Qi is now building this area of the shopping mall district, and I still appreciate his outstanding works today." Although Trini's Mandarin has a strange accent and strange grammar, it has reached a point where people can understand it.
"I would like to ask you for more advice." Most elders are usually very humble, even guys like Skade who regard human life as nothing.
"Ms. Li also came to give me some advice."
"I... how can I, a little girl, understand... it's so... so beautiful! So many houses outside... were painted by... the chief yourself? You are so... amazing," the following words came from my mind "Oh, why am I wearing such rags? I'm going to die. I'm too embarrassed to see anyone. Holy Mother, Mother Mazu, please just strike me with a thunderbolt."
"Don't call me chief, that's too polite." Qi Feng said with a smile, "Just call me by my name."
"Qi...feng..." Li Huamei felt that it was very embarrassing to call her like this.
Li Huamei's girlish heart finally stirred. Ever since my sister ran away with a stupid man who was said to look like a monkfish, I didn't have a good impression of men. When I was 17 years old, I followed my sister to socialize with a member of the Macau Municipal Council. One of the other party's attendants was drunk and groped me. As a result, Two of his front teeth were broken. If Li Siya hadn't appeared in time, the guy's little brother would have been gone. Later, Li Siya lost a lot of money because of this matter. And while feeling guilty, I became more and more disgusted with men.
Li Huamei is not a muscular lady, she looks a little slender, but she has been trained as a young lady's personal bodyguard since she was a child, and has received strict training in Eastern and Western martial arts. This woman's movements are as fast as lightning, whether she is using a machete, a straight sword, or a gun or club. , few pirates from the Li family can get close. As a result, all the men who knew her stayed away from her. Li Siya was unwilling to marry this naughty girl out of selfish motives, and now she became an older leftover girl.
Over the years, she has been in trouble and escaped death several times, and she has become increasingly indifferent to emotional issues. However, her fully mature body continued to send the most primitive instinctive signals to her brain.
"This is the best black tea - produced by Nanhai Farm Assam Tea Garden. It is a special offering from the elders. You can't buy it outside. Try it."
A smile appeared on the corner of Qi Feng's mouth. The smile was like a ray of early summer sunshine, penetrating into the girl's heart, bringing warmth and excitement.
Li Huamei felt her throat was slightly dry and involuntarily pulled down the hem of her skirt. Picked up the teacup.
The cup is exquisite colored floral bone china, crystal clear. Li Huamei had seen it in Macau and knew that this was the best porcelain made by Australians, comparable to the best Ming Dynasty porcelain.
She took a sip of the bitter and fragrant tea - she felt that the aroma was quite strange and difficult to adapt to, but she couldn't help but said: "Good tea." As she said that, she glanced at him quietly from the curtain.
Qi Feng, on the other hand, is as stupid and innocent as all the male protagonists in shoujo comics. He just finds this legendary female pirate who is all-powerful and has the young navy men obsessed with her very interesting. Especially when I saw her wearing the unfitting, fat, short and faded naturalized worker uniform, sitting there and squirming, I couldn't help but feel secretly funny.
After chatting for a while, Qi Feng suddenly remembered that he should ask the female pirate to help him make a trip to the ship: the place was quite close, and it was a day trip to the dedicated dock for the Jiazi Coal Mine - he wanted to go to the Jiazi Coal Mine. To be continued...)
