Haida School of Art?

Fang Jing stood firm, although he had a wide range of hobbies and liked many things, he was sure that in his short twenty-six years of life, he could not match something as delicate and delicate as art.

"Hello, hello." Even though it was his alma mater, although Fang Jing was confused, he still asked very warmly and friendly, "How can I help you?" ”

"That's right, I'm a professor at the Academy of Arts, and my surname is Yu. At the end of last year, our School of Art cooperated with the forensic science major of the School of Medicine to set up a forensic sculpture research room, and hired Professor Liao, a well-known forensic science painter at home and abroad, as a visiting teacher to guide students to reconstruct and identify the deceased's skull with clay according to the known information of the deceased, such as age, bones, height, gender, people and other characteristics. ”

"We saw the news that Mr. Fang had caught a boatload of skeletons on TV a few days ago, and we learned that Mr. Fang hoped to identify the skeletons, so we contacted Professor Lu, I wonder if Mr. Fang is willing to cooperate?"

Fang Jing was stunned, he went to the Art Academy when he was in college, a small western-style building, the sister papers are very beautiful, and most of the young men have long hair and beards, and they look weak.

But what the hell is the forensic sculpture laboratory?

He made a wish to the ghost flower, not for fun, but really eager to identify the identity of these skeletons, not for some students to use to practice their hands, okay?

However, when it came to Professor Lu, it was not easy to refuse, Fang Jing thought for a while and said, "I have this plan, and I can't say it clearly on the phone for a while, if Professor Yu doesn't mind, we will meet one day and talk in detail." ”

Professor Yu probably also thought that this was a big project, which could not be completed in a day or two, and would require a lot of manpower, material and financial resources, and he couldn't understand a word on the phone, so he happily agreed: "Okay, okay, when will Student Fang be free to come to Haicheng, we will talk in detail in person." ”

Fang Jing hung up the phone and shook his head, thinking that it would be better to go to Haicheng one day when he was free.

Cen Jiu raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Fang Jing said: "There is an art academy that says they want to help identify skulls. ”

Cen Jiu: "?!! ”

I don't understand.

"There is a profession in this world called forensic artist."

"Forensic artists?" Artist he understands, but forensics?

"It is the one who dissects the dead and determines the cause of death."

Cen Jiu nodded: "Oh, do it?" ”

"......" Fang Jing.

"It's almost, it's the same nature, it's an artist who is familiar with the anatomy of the human body, and he can draw what this person looked like before he lived based on a skeleton, a bone, and 3D modeling or something."

Cen Jiu exclaimed: "It's amazing! ”

Brother Dark Guard has lived in this world for nearly a year, and he knows that there are many technologies in this world that simply subvert his previous cognition, such as all kinds of magical boxes that have always opened his eyes, but based on a skeleton and a bone, he can know what this person looked like before he was born?

It's a miracle.

Fang Jing was speechless for a long time, and finally could only touch the back of his head: "Boy, read more and play less brainless games of the penguin family." ”

Cen Jiu nodded heavily: "Hmm." ”

Originally, he thought that he already knew a lot, but now it seems that he still has a lot to learn.

When the two came to the team headquarters, Fang Jing took out the key to open the door, and the empty room was like a super-large warehouse, with the wreckage of the shipwreck dragged up by Fang Jing in the center.

Fang Jing looked up at this behemoth and burst into tears.

He now has neither the time nor the interest in studying history, let alone a collecting penchant. So, let's tow this wreck away, he really can't afford it.

Cen Jiu raised and rubbed the back of his neck: "Why is this expression?" ”

Obviously, he was so happy when the boat was fished, but now he is crying and sad every day.

Fang Jing sighed: "I can't afford to raise this uncle." ”

Cen Jiu: "......"

It's strange that people in this world spend so much money just to fish out a shipwreck, and maintain it like a treasure. The secret guard who came from Daqi said that he didn't understand the brain circuits of people in this world.

"Because it's a relic." Fang Jing wiped his face and resigned himself to the initial desalination and anti-corrosion work of the wreck.

Basically, he moved, Cen Jiu moved, and the two of them were busy for a long time, until the sun set in the west, they locked the door and went back.

On the way back, Fang Jing thought to himself, if he called and asked Professor Lu, he didn't know if their academy needed another modern shipwreck, even if the money was less, it didn't matter, as long as he dragged this living ancestor back, and he didn't have to pay expensive maintenance fees.

Mother Fang was picking vegetables in the yard when she saw the two of them come in and said, "Xiao Jing is back, Uncle Ming is looking for you to have something." ”

In the hall, Li Yuanming heard that Fang Jing was back, and strode out with a smile on his face.

"Oops, Xiao Jing is back."

Fang Jing knew that Li Yuanming came over mostly because Fang's father told him about the road construction in the village, so he entered the hall with Cen Jiu and said, "Uncle Ming, you sit down first, and I'll go change my clothes." ”

Now that it has entered the end of June, the temperature in Jingcheng has been very high this month, Fang Jing has been in the brigade headquarters for a day, sweating all over, sticky and very uncomfortable.

Li Yuanming was in a hurry to repair the road, and it was not easy to stop Fang Jing, so he had to retreat to the hall and continue to chat with Fang's father.

Fang Jing entered the bathroom, took a cold shower, and his body was cool, before he changed his clothes and came out, there was no shadow of Cen Jiu in the room for a long time.

He is like this, every time an outsider comes to the house, he will always disappear.

At the beginning, Fang Jing thought that Cen Jiu suddenly came to an unfamiliar environment, so he was afraid of life, but now he knows him well enough, and Fang Jing understands that it is completely Cen Jiu's child who is troublesome.

"Where's Xiao Chen?" Father Fang only saw him, and he thought it was quite strange.

Usually, his son and Chen Jiu are completely like conjoined babies, sticking together wherever they go, and they are quite surprised when they see Fang Jing alone at first glance.

"I don't know, where to play, kids, I love to play."

Fang's father: "......"

He didn't know about others, but Xiao Chen didn't look playful at all, and he didn't look like a child at all.

Above the table, my mother made a pot of bitter chrysanthemum tea, Fang Jing poured a cup, drank it in a sip, and dragged a chair to sit at the door to blow the wind.

Li Yuanming shook it twice with a palm fan, and looked at Fang Jing with a smile: "Xiao Jing, I heard your father say that you want to build the road in the village?" ”

Fang Jing nodded: "Uncle Ming, you have also seen that since last year, more and more people have come to our village, and this year there are several more family hotels and farmhouses in the village, and many guests have said that the road in our village is too difficult to walk, otherwise there will be more guests who come to play." ”

The fame of the shipwreck cemetery here has spread, and it will only attract more and more people to come here for diving and exploration in the future.

Li Yuanming nodded, Fang Jing took the lead in the farmhouse he also saw, the business was good, especially at the beginning of last month, the weather gradually got hotter, and many people from the city came here to play, but the road in the village was indeed too difficult to walk, which was very unfavorable to the development of the village in the future.

"I know what you said that building roads is a good thing, but you also know that the situation in our village, the town does not allocate money, and the village committee is poor, if you build roads, you have to ask the villagers to raise money, I am afraid that some people are unwilling."

In the early years, he didn't think about gathering the villagers to pool some money to repair the road in the village, but no one responded, and the matter had to be closed in the end.

In recent years, with the popularity of real estate, building materials and cement have risen year by year, and labor costs are even more expensive, and this road is more and more unaffordable.

There is no money, and he can't do anything practical even if he wants to do something practical.

Fang Jing began to think about the matter of building roads in the village very early, and naturally did his homework.

"There is a cement factory in the neighboring town that is about to go out of business, and we can negotiate directly with the factory that the price will be much lower than the market price. Many people in our village like Uncle Wang have done small jobs outside, and labor can come out of the village, I have a classmate who runs a coal mine at home, and has also started to do real estate in recent years. I just don't know if the people in the village are willing or not. ”

Fang Jing calculated, if only the cost is calculated, the village will be paved with cement roads and connected to the town, regardless of the labor management fee, 1.5 million yuan is enough.

He can afford this price, and the most important thing is that after the road is repaired, he can do more, and he can also take the opportunity to make requests to the village.

Fang Jingke didn't plan to do day work, although he was willing to do something for the village, it would be better if he could give something in return.

Li Yuanming listened, patted his thigh, and clapped: "What's not to be willing to do, they don't need to pay, they only work, and they are not happy." Don't worry, this matter is on Uncle Ming and me. ”

Speaking of this, Li Yuanming hesitated again and said: "However, Xiao Jing, this is not a small amount, you have to think about it carefully, either don't repair it, if you repair it, we must repair the road, don't give up halfway." ”

Fang Jing knew that Li Yuanming was giving himself a vaccination, and he was afraid that he would have no money or be reluctant to pay if he was halfway through the repair.

He smiled and said, "Uncle Ming, don't worry, I said that I must be serious when I pay for the construction of the road, is it possible that I can still make fun of the whole village?" Don't tell Uncle then, my dad will beat me to death. ”

Li Yuanming was very happy when he got Fang Jing's affirmation, and the other party's father said: "Lao Fang has raised a good son." ”

Father Fang's face was full of pride, and he said modestly: "Where, where, for so many years, he has been taken care of by the village, and now Xiao Jing has the ability to do something for the village, which is also his honor." ”

Li Yuanming laughed and happily went out to make arrangements.

This year, many young and middle-aged people in the village have chosen to stay in the village, they have not gone out to work, the labor force is sufficient, and Fang Jing is willing to take money.

This is a major event that benefits the whole village, and it is better to explain it as soon as possible.

Fang Jing also pondered here, there are not many fields in their village, only a small hill at the back, and a small island at the mouth of the sea in front, Fang Jing's goal is this mountain and island.

He had a hunch that the news of a submarine grave mountain in the sea near Dongzhuang had spread, and the Jingcheng government would definitely seize this opportunity to speed up the development of the surrounding fishing villages. He had to seize the best opportunity before the government operated.

Supporting the village to build roads is the first step in his plan.