Good Luck Orphanage,

Gu Weijing walked briskly into the door of the old church.

After entering March,

Yangon was already a little hot, and the courtyard was still the same as before, except that the shirtless engineering captain was holding the drawings with the female dean, discussing something.

With the help of the big businessman Chen Shenglin,

With the approval and Gu Weijing's donation funds in place, the modernization will soon enter the construction stage.

$30,000 in Yangon, enough for a small construction team to work for half a quarter.

The project as a whole is not complicated, and in terms of electricity, the orphanage will be connected to the urban power grid in the nearby factory area.

The amount of work to be renovated in terms of water use will be larger.

However, in the process of gradually laying underground pipes, the construction team studied the drawings of the old church and decided to install a set of water pumps and water purification devices on the old well in the courtyard for temporary living needs during this period.

In addition, insulation and façade reinforcement will be added to some rooms and masonry facades of this century-old European-style building.

The only possible regret is that

At that time, the old church painted by the female painter Carol should never be seen again, and the old historical shadow of the vicissitudes of the past will be gone.

"Goodbye, Old Church."

Gu Weijing stood in the courtyard,

Looking at the moss-covered and creeper walls in the church yard, he shook his head slightly.

He wasn't sentimental, just sighed.

This is a choice that must be made in such a poor place, and it is very helpless and realistic.

Gu Weijing is only because he has copied too many copies of "The Old Church on a Thunderstorm" that he will have such a sad spring and autumn of literati popularity.

In the orphanage, everyone from the children to the volunteers, to the female director and the construction party, was overjoyed and did not care about the disappearance of the monument.

If they had the choice, they would have liked to have the historic building completely bulldozed and a modern, brightly lit orphanage built.

The old church is a landscape for Gu Weijing, and life for the children here.

Cultural relics protection is something that can only be considered after a full stomach.

Everything is going in a good direction,

This 200-year-old church, which had been frozen in time for 200 years in the pre-modern society of the colonial era, will finally enter the modern society in the next few months.

Gu Weijing stood in the courtyard for a moment, opened the virtual panel, and looked at the task prompts on it.

[Serial Mission: Fusion Painting - Embrace All Rivers (1/3)]

[Current task content: Complete 100 character line sketches with different themes.] (Note: Among them, more than 20 works that have reached the rating of feeling are required)]

【Current Quest Progress——】

[Character Line Drawing: (100/100)]

[Feeling in the heart (19/20)]

Only one last line drawing sketch is left until this task is completed.

Gu Weijing looked at the time, he had a plan in his mind, and he was ready to completely end this task today.

He pondered for a moment, and instead of entering the main hall of the church, he turned and knocked on the door of the janitor's uncle.

"Uncle Alai? Can we talk? ”

Gu Weijing asked softly.

The gatehouse of the orphanage was a dilapidated brick and stone hut with a marching bed on iron shelves with pots and pans and a kettle for boiling water.

The outhouse is a wooden table.

On the left side of the table was a lamp and a stack of homework books by Miss Jasmine, and on the other side was a half-read book.

The lame uncle was tall and sat in the room like a little giant.

He seemed to be used to being silent.

After Gu Weijing entered the door, he didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and motioned for Gu Weijing to sit casually, and continued to concentrate on reading the book in his hand.

Gu Weijing glanced at it and found that it was a copy of Joseph Conrad's modernist "Heart of Darkness", the original English version.

He smacked his tongue secretly.

As a former British colony,

The official languages of Myanmar include English and Burmese, but in fact, only mid-level and high-ranking government officials and highly educated people are fluent in English, and the local people are still accustomed to using Burmese.

The illiteracy rate is not low, and there are people everywhere who don't even know how many English letters there are.

I can read the original English books proficiently, and I can also read a boring masterpiece with polyphonic narratives with relish.

Gu Weijing has always felt that Uncle Alai should be a very knowledgeable cow man.

No wonder there were so many people in the orphanage, and only the janitor in front of him was able to find and recognize the archival documents left by the missionaries of the colonial era.

"In the late 90s, I was sent to Tel Aviv by the Burmese military for training, so I knew a few foreign languages." Uncle Alai seemed to have the ability to read minds, and he knew what Gu Weijing was thinking, so he didn't raise his head and said lightly.

Tel Aviv, Israel, is one of the world's most professional high-end military training bases.

Many small countries do not have the conditions and instructors to train special forces, so they will spend huge sums of money to send elite officers to Tel Aviv for training.

It is known as the cradle of security teams served by dignitaries and top Forbes billionaires.

According to media reports, 30 percent of the presidential security forces in Central Africa and Latin America have received military training in Israel.

Gu Weijing was not surprised by this answer.

He had observed before that the cool buddies of the VIP VIP protection group who used to stand guard in his calligraphy and painting shop used the American-style drill and tactical passwords of Yishui, which were completely different from the local military habits.

"Little Brother Gu, did you come to me for something?" Uncle Alai asked.

"Two things, the main one is that I want to draw a pen drawing for you. Also, if appropriate...... I would like to hire you as my personal assistant. ”

Gu Weijing made an invitation.

With my current income and daily schedule,

It's also time to start thinking about hiring a full-fledged personal assistant.

On the one hand, he has more and more things in his studio in the Good Luck Orphanage, and he needs someone to clean it up.

Nowadays, there is a construction team to be stationed, there are many people, not to mention their own paintings, and the painting tools of those art students are not cheap, and the heart of defense is indispensable.

Gu Weijing also planned to wear a small safe with a thermostatic function, and by the way, put the "Hundred Flowers" sent to him by the artist Tang Ning and put it in the studio here in the orphanage.

In this way, when Professor Lin Tao teaches online, Gu Weijing doesn't need to run at both ends.

Although it has been covered by commercial insurance, it is really no joke to lose this famous painting that can at least exchange for a Porsche sports car for more than 100,000 dollars.

On the other hand, the concern is Miao Anwen.

The bad knee hit at the gate of the campus gave Gu Weijing a long memory, he actually hasn't been very afraid of a serious underworld godfather like Brother Hao.

The big brother of the underworld who can really get ahead has rules of proportion.

People may be very ruthless, but they will be scrupulous about their way of doing things, public opinion, and international influence.

Latin American drug lords are still building bridges and paving roads in their hometowns all day long.

Brother Hao,

Whether it is Cao Lao behind Gu Weijing, an internationally renowned artist like Uncle Sakai, or Boss Chen, the leading figure in Yangon, whoever speaks for himself should be able to make Brother Hao give some face if necessary.

Even during the Spring Festival, when the bald head found a powerless and powerless poor student like himself, everyone has always been pulling each other within a range, and the whole is dominated by Huairou.

As long as he can keep his heart, it is nothing more than a matter of resisting temptation.

If it weren't for this confidence, Gu Weijing would have gone abroad with his family overnight, so what would he be waiting for to graduate.

In street fights, people who will be hacked to death are often unscrupulous boys who have just debuted.

Miao Angwen's stunned youth is worrying.

Gu Weijing even remembered that he had seen the shooting in front of Dulwich College before.

Thinking about the time, he really had to suspect that it was Miao Anwen's name after joining Brother Hao's gang or something.

Even if Miao Anwen was not the gunman, it is very likely that he was involved in this kind of murder on the street.

People who have just been stained with blood can do anything.

If he was really going to be shot again inexplicably at the school gate, or stabbed in the stomach by a bad gangster, he couldn't cry.

Whether it's looking at the studio, or picking yourself up at the school gate after school.

Among the people Gu Weijing knows, Uncle Alai is a very good choice.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

According to Coco's father, Uncle Alai was the founder of the security forces for a head of state and dignitaries.

Even if the leg is a little lame,

It is more than enough to deter some street gangsters and protect their own safety.

"You want me to do something for you?"

Uncle Alai frowned, put down the book, and looked at the middle school student in front of him, as if he was examining each other.

"Jasmine is indeed close to you, and I know that you may have a little money in your family, but you want me to work hard for you, to be your little brother...... Hehe. ”

Uncle Alai's tone was even a little disdainful and a little mocking.

"Little Brother Gu, I've always liked you, so I won't say anything ugly, please go back."

What kind of person is he?

When he was engaged in anti-narcotics in the primeval jungle of the Golden Triangle, Khun Sha's armed forces were still bombarding the Burmese government with heavy artillery, and he really came out of the sea of corpses and blood.

Later, the object of service and defense was either the head of a country or a dignitary.

At the age of 40, he was put up with the rank of lieutenant colonel with real power, and he was only one step away from the real power class of the military.

What if a person like Uncle Alai is swept away by the army?

He stayed in the orphanage and watched the gates, just because he was disheartened by his past life.

In a chaotic place like Myanmar, there are big bosses who are not bad for money, jade private mine owners who want to recruit him as a bodyguard, or underworld bosses who want a ruthless person like him to be a horse boy.

As long as he is willing, the godfather of the underworld like Brother Hao will spend hundreds of thousands of dollars a year to recruit him, and he won't even blink.

The former Uncle Alai is disdainful, and the latter is unwilling.

Now there is a middle school student who still has a little youthful childishness on his face, running in front of him, and saying that he wants to do things for him.

If it weren't for the fact that Miss Jasmine really liked this guy.

This middle school student also has undisguised patience and kindness towards the children in the orphanage.

Uncle Alai wasn't even interested in taking care of the other party.

"It's not a little brother, it's a personal assistant."

Gu Weijing corrected the janitor's words: "And please forgive me, I have to make sure that your character meets my standards before I hire you." ”

Uncle Alai was almost laughed at by this kid who didn't know how thick the sky was.

Gu Weijing looked serious, took out a newspaper that he had sandwiched on the sketchboard, and handed it to Uncle Alai.

"National Hero Restricted from Integrity Investigation for Embezzlement of 10 Billion Kyats of Public Funds" - the front page of the newspaper was written in large letters.

After listening to Daddy Koko's mention of Uncle Alai's origin, he went to the archives to look through the old newspapers, and sure enough, he found relevant clues in a Burmese mirror newspaper many years ago.

"The photo should be you, so let's explain."

Uncle Alai asked with some amusement: "You don't believe the report of the Mirror?" ”

"I don't think that an uncle who can calmly watch the gate of the orphanage for so many years will be a corrupt criminal with tens of billions of kyats."

Uncle Alai seemed to be touched for a moment by Gu Weijing's answer, and turned his head sideways.

"Then how do you know I'm not going to lie to you?"

"As long as you tell your story."

Gu Weijing smiled, sat on the small chair that Jasmine used to write homework at night, and took out the sketch paper and pen that were prepared.

Every task provided by the system is very interesting.

It's not just a request to accomplish a particular goal,

In the process of accomplishing this goal, Gu Weijing can always learn a lot.

For example, wind picking.

Collecting style is something that any painter must learn.

No matter how great a master is, the skill of painting and the proficiency of the brush can only be perfected in pure technique.

And I want my paintings to have the last trace of inscrutable soul.

It is an indispensable process to collect wind in the actual scene, and communicate with the scenery and the model.

Even that touch of soul is more important than the skillful skill of the nib.

In order to pursue this trace of realism in the works of art, the painters of the Tsarist Critical Realist School used to eat and live with the slender men when they painted the slender men on the Volga River, and when they painted serfs, they also spent a whole decade chatting with the servants who had been slaves for generations in the cold and freezing manors of the Tsarist aristocratic estates.

This is why the paintings of the critical realist school often beat their old enemies, the academic painters of the Tsarist Art Academy, which was the mainstream of Russian oil painting at the time, with their works.

In addition to the burning sympathy of these painters for the suffering compatriots of Tsarist Russia.

The creative works of these painters also have more soul,

They can reflect the true inner emotions of the subjects in the paintings from the stories they hear, and the works they write in turn achieve their greatness.

Paint for kings, emperors, or aristocrats who have a lot of opportunities, and they don't bother to share their inner stories with you, and they don't have the free time to talk to you for an afternoon.

In order to complete the goal of these 20 line drawing illustrations that achieve "Feeling in the Heart".

Gu Weijing's sensitivity has improved a lot.

If Mr. Sloth taught him how to capture characters from fictional works of art.

Then, the line drawings he drew for Jasmine, Sermon and even Miss Sakai and others gradually taught Gu Weijing how to capture the emotions of models in life.

"My paintings will tell me the answer."

Gu Weijing raised the pen and said with a smile.

(End of chapter)