Director Jiang and the two or three cars of the education department are very ordinary, and there is definitely no trench of Wan Changsheng.

Because of the different places where they stopped, they made an appointment to set off separately, and Director Jiang also patted Wan Changsheng on the shoulder, as if to make him feel relieved.

Climbing into the car, Han Xiaomin raised his doubts: "It's rare to see you so direct and save face?" ”

Wan Changsheng smiled: "I know about Director Jiang, and we both know what kind of person I am, so I will do it on purpose, he wants to do things, and I do have concerns, so at the beginning, I must try to leave some leeway for myself, I am not good at what policy preferences, but at least such a big thing must have something that can move me, a place that is worth my adventure, and I can invest in it." ”

Han Xiaomin nodded slowly: "The idea of the official standard is still deep-rooted?" ”

Wan Changsheng hehe: "Although it is said that this is rotten, but in fact it is related to our thousands of years of social tradition, which is not so easy to change, but some smart people know to avoid exploitation, and some people take it for granted, which is why I am reluctant to associate my creation with the praise of virtue, art always pursues freedom, which is in natural conflict with the politics of maintaining social order, even if I support order, but I also want my art to avoid the shadow of politics." ”

The Secretary-General's line of thinking: "No wonder you always keep your distance from me." ”

Chen Cheng immediately secretly raised his eyebrows behind him.

Wan Changsheng saw it from the rearview mirror and laughed: "Does she usually talk like this in the student union?" ”

Chen Cheng is very discerning: "Sister Han is very vigorous and resolute, and she is more feminine when she is with the boss." ”

Han Xiaomin laughed: "Chen Cheng, who do you like!" I'm going to help you get ......."

Wan Changsheng also kept smiling, but following the navigation, he quickly noticed the changes in the buildings in the neighborhood outside.

After all, it is on the edge of Jiangzhou City, not as barren and decayed as the factory to which Zhong Mingxia's parents belonged, and you can still see modern residential buildings rising from the ground everywhere, but occasionally there are gray factories between beautiful buildings, which is almost the same as the environment in which Zhong's family lives.

That's the power of the times.

Most people simply do not have the ability to perceive this change in their day-to-day lives.

When you are suddenly awakened by differences, you often can't keep up with the pace of the times.

Especially when I was once the mainstream of this society, I suddenly found that I was an object of abandonment, and the sense of social loss can be imagined.

So even if the building is new, the streets and alleys are full of scattered and disorderly traces.

There are many small traders, hawkers and small restaurants, and there are many young and middle-aged people who play cards and chess to kill time on the green platforms under the trees.

It's very different from the city life outside, which is full of life and runs at a high pace everywhere.

It is said that it sounds good and is comfortable, but the bad thing is that it is a day by day.

Thirty years ago, when the whole society was in this big pot of rice rhythm, it didn't hurt.

Now in the situation of thousands of horses galloping, it is easy to fall into backwardness and decay.

This is a social structure that cannot be changed no matter how many new houses are built.

Wan Changsheng originally avoided this situation.

He is just an ordinary person, a craftsman with a little bit of skills, and leading his hometown and friends is already his limit.

He does not feel that he is a savior, and he is obligated to change this social phenomenon.

So when I came back from the Zhong family, I never thought about what I was going to do.

Focusing on what you can do is the greatest contribution to this society.

Passing through the narrow streets that had not been renovated, Wan Changsheng parked the car in an old factory area between high-rise buildings, and he frowned a little while he was still in the car, this kind of building density is too large, and there is a training school for two or three thousand people hidden in the middle?

Even when he first came to study at Damei Training School, Lao Cao reminded him that it was best to unify the accommodation management.

This is a newly-grown child with two or three thousand blood and strength, and it is too easy to have problems in such a complicated environment.

Han Xiaomin was a little novel: "This is a bit of the foundation of the cultural and creative park?" I haven't seen it at home. ”

Wan Changsheng's positioning of the Cultural and Creative Park is still in the appearance of the renovation of the factory area of Damei Training: "We have some film and television creative companies over there for office business, who comes to work in this kind of place?" ”

Han Xiaomin changed the vision of the worship leader just now: "The current cultural and creative parks in China are basically using the original site according to local conditions, and creating this kind of emotional nostalgia for historical vicissitudes and conditions and facilities. ”

Wan Changsheng was distressed: "What does it have to do with our great beauty?" I can't put the training school here, there is too much confusion around me to study, I have to spend a lot of energy to manage the order, the input cost is secondary, it affects the learning order, and that is more than worth the loss. ”

Chen Cheng, who studied industrial modeling, also held the same attitude: "It is impossible to engage in the art trading market here, there is no artistic atmosphere around you, and the most important thing is that it is inconvenient, people are likely to be surrounded by so many locals when they come here, and it is easy to be affected by these idle locals who have nothing to do in the market operation." ”

Han Xiaomin disdainfully: "Sometimes I think Wan Changsheng is omnipotent, and sometimes I think you are no different from ordinary big boys, there is 798 Art District in Pingjing, M50 Creative Park in Huhai, Red Factory in Guangdong, and 1914 Cultural Park in Moss Bei, these are all cases of using old industrial plants to turn around gorgeously, because this kind of factory building and foundation for war readiness are very strong, and even can resist bombing, and it is a pity to dismantle it, so there are practices all over the world about this type of reconstruction of cultural and creative parks, which are very mature. The cultural and creative park over there is just a park for the cultural and creative industry, there are so many people around here, and it has been changed into bars, cafes, characteristic shops, small theaters and even mahjong parlors, which are more tasteful than the messy road outside, which can not only solve the work and pastime of the locals, but also make this a scenic spot and become a favorite attraction for young people and tourists, do you understand? ”

Wan Changsheng, who kept telling Director Jiang that he would not do real estate, scratched his head: "You said it so easily, why don't people do it themselves?" ”

Han Xiaomin laughed: "Money! Government agencies are government agencies, they are not commercial teams, who will pay for this, the most important thing is the design ability, this kind of cultural and creative industry park, very sophisticated design and operation ability, the Academy of Fine Arts is precisely the professional with this design ability, handed over to any commercial organization in the society, this Director Jiang may be worried about destroying the original intention, only you, only we Shumei, are the most suitable to transform this, and the most important thing you lack in your hands is this design ability. ”

Wan Changsheng still shook his head: "But I can't put the training school here, if we come to build this cultural and creative park, it will be another matter." ”

As he was talking, the two or three domestic cars had arrived one after another, and Director Jiang also signaled: "You can park inside, and someone will come and open the door immediately." ”

Wan Changsheng wanted to say that there was no need to bother, but when he saw the rusty iron fence door, he came out and opened the iron chain with a grunt, and a group of dirty children roared in, regardless of the fact that several cars were driving into the door, he just took advantage of the gap in the iron door to push open, and squeezed in to play in the scolding of the guard!

Wan Changsheng, who hadn't gotten into the car yet, moved in his heart.

At the beginning of Guanyin Village, it was the idle young man who made Wan Changsheng realize the wasted time, so he started free art training.

In Zhong Mingxia's house, it was only because of those children crowded among the gossiping neighbors that Wan Changsheng opened his mouth to express the power of knowledge.

Because only children have infinite possibilities.

There are only children, who are the most innocent in being affected by the environment, and they are powerless to resist.

It may be that it is close to the winter vacation, and anyway, these preschool children can only let themselves play in a deserted old factory building, which makes them fall behind a lot compared to their peers.

Parents have given up, and these children have given up so early in life?

Saying that he didn't believe in the temple's set of compassion, Wan Changsheng still walked in honestly.

Unbelievably big.

Huge.

All of them are huge factories, and even if there are not many empty parking lots, the main passages between the buildings are spacious enough for large trucks to come and go freely.

It is estimated that this kind of factory area was not constrained by the construction department at all, except for a row of huge factories, I am afraid that there are three or five classrooms and warehouses, and then there are various later buildings, red bricks, gray bricks grow in a messy and savage manner.

There are two or three floors filled between the factories, and it is like a maze!

It's no wonder that the children who live around it like to think of it as a paradise.

Director Jiang is like a few family treasures: "Why is the South Railway Station under the Academy of Fine Arts a freight yard, it was originally to connect here and a front arsenal, next door to the Academy of Fine Arts is the city's largest thermal power plant, you look at this pattern, the power plant is in the middle, one side is the steel mill, the other side is the arsenal, the freight yard can pull coal for the power plant at any time, can also pull iron ore for the steel mill, and then drag the steel to the arsenal, but also send a steady stream of war materials to all parts of the country, this is the heavy burden that this area once shouldered. ”

Those officials of the cultural and educational departments suddenly realized that the distribution of enterprises in this area in history still had such considerations.

When you think about it, it is indeed quite meaningful.

Wan Changsheng thought, then for so many years, why hasn't our Academy of Fine Arts produced many good works of Acura such an industrial scene?

The Academy of Fine Arts has been talking all day long about going into life, into the grassroots, and into the people.

In fact, for decades, you have been accustomed to photos before they became popular, right?

I would rather go to various ethnic minority areas to paint strange people and strange people to find new feelings, rather than sink my heart to paint the grass and trees around me.

Director Jiang looked at his expression and thought that this guy was really thinking about it, and walked through the huge factory square: "You see that here is a workshop that can directly drive freight trains into the factory for loading and unloading, and there is a locomotive that has been abandoned for more than ten or twenty years." ”

Wan Changsheng, who had never seen the world, immediately widened his eyes.

Han Xiaomin and Chen Cheng were even more busy touching their cameras to take pictures.

Even in the empty factory building six or seven stories high, there is either a mess of discarded equipment, or all kinds of materials left over from relocation packaging, and then an old locomotive has been lost there for an unknown amount of time, rusty.

With the beauty of vicissitudes indeed!