This ultra-idealistic patriarch has been living a puritan-like life. In addition to completing various tasks in the construction company, he paints paint every day in his dormitory and practices his painting skills hard. Because oil paints cannot be produced locally.
It was difficult to buy oil paints and brushes at that time in Macau. He could only use carbon rods to practice sketching and sketching. He painted all the slightly historical buildings in and around Lingao City.
You can often see Qi Yuanlao holding a sketchbook standing on the smoky grass or ruins and waving at a dilapidated building. From time to time, you can also see him climbing around on 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 - of course Vienna, Paris, Edinburgh, Nuremberg and Kyoto are also. It's just that the future imperial cities will be more perfect and more beautiful than those.
He has a personality. He is never seen in various political salons of the elders.
Like Ji Runzhi, he often drew sketches of the future imperial city: from details such as a porch cornice to the entire city outline, he wanted to draw it by hand. However, the construction company never gave him the opportunity to realize his ideal. Ji
After 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 caused 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 became his main task.
As a fanatical believer in "Western Art Religion", Italy is his Jerusalem, so he chose Italian as his second foreign language. He hopes to go on a pilgrimage one day. Now a genuine Italian painter has arrived - So Qi
Feng became Trini's good friend, and they discussed art issues together almost every day. He also learned the production of oil painting tools and many traditional techniques from the Italian.
Qi Feng found that Trini's oil painting skills were much better than those of the university professors who were so awesome when he was studying. No wonder the art world highly praised traditional European oil paintings when it came to the skills of such an unknown person.
It's 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 also gradually changed the "bad habits" of many Italians - such as the hygiene habits of bathing and cutting short hair.
Mei Wan was very happy to be able to kick this planner who never compromised on any issue involving aesthetics to the beach to discuss art with his good friends. By the way, he was responsible for the design and supervision of the construction of the shopping mall district - Qi Feng himself was of course even happier.
.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. His muscles are strong, and his body lines look very tough. He is not angry or intimidating when he is serious, and his smile is like the spring breeze blowing on his face. Li Huamei can't help but feel
An inexplicable heartbeat accelerated.
After seeing the ceremony, they each sat down. There were very few female visitors here in Trini. At that moment, the students were asked to collect their painting supplies and leave. I went to make black tea myself and brought it to keep me company - the Italian now hated the filth and refused to do so.
No need for a Dutch servant taking a bath. 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 people through the Ministry of Colonization and Trade.
servant.
Trini had always been gloomy - ever since he was deceived by Mendoza out of the chivalrous spirit of a gentleman. 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
Unfortunately, in the end, this honor was stolen by Lord Lando, who was said to be an Italian and appeared out of nowhere.
But the senators who lent him money rejected his request for immediate repayment without interest: interest would have to be calculated if he borrowed money - even if he repaid the money immediately, he would still have to pay interest for a year. As a result, all of Trini's savings were wiped out.
All cleared.
He spent all his savings and got nothing, which made him depressed. Fortunately, the Senate still favored his craftsmanship - orders continued to flow, so he had to work harder to serve the Senate.
Qi Feng deeply sympathized with Trini. In order to further reduce his burden and let him strive to make more money, he roped Trini into the project team of the newly established commercial development zone - responsible for drawing renderings.
and architectural exterior design, and is also responsible for many interior and exterior decoration projects.
Poor Mr. Trini works day and night, at least fourteen hours a day, and his workload is comparable to that of many veterans. Fortunately, he has a bunch of students for him to exploit. In order to exploit the students to a greater extent, he
Naturally, I have to teach my craftsmanship.
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 stands and other items. There were more than forty naturalized students following him.
The place where they sat and chatted was in the corner of the studio. This was a place specially designed by Qi Feng to receive guests and talk about art. The floor was specially designed to be one level above the ground, with bamboo railings and modular rattan sofas facing it.
The floor-to-ceiling glass bay window in the green small courtyard, the green potted plants scattered around, and the two watercolor paintings on the wall all look 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. Italian artists since the Renaissance
Their genres, heritage, works and even characteristics were all well known to him. There were many artists whose works Trini had never seen before, but this Australian knew everything about them, which was simply astonishing.
"This area of the Commercial Hall District was built by Mr. Qi, and I 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 of the elders are usually very humble, even a guy like Skade who regards 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... Chief yourself? You're so... so amazing," the words that follow are just brainstorming.
In it, "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 calling her that way was embarrassing.
Li Huamei's girlish heart finally stirred. Ever since her sister ran away with a stupid man who was said to look like a monkfish, she had no good impression of men. When she was 17 years old, she followed her to socialize with a member of the Macau Municipal Council. One of the other party's
The attendant was drunkenly playing dirty tricks on him, and 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 was seriously injured because of this.
A fortune. And besides feeling guilty, I also 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 were able to get close to her. As a result, men who knew her kept away from her. Li Siya was unwilling to marry this baby girl out of selfish reasons, and now she has become an older leftover girl.
Over the years, she has been involved in troubles, escaped death several times, and has become increasingly indifferent to emotional issues. However, her fully mature body continues 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, shining into the girl's heart, bringing with it a warm feeling.
Li Huamei felt her throat was slightly dry, so she involuntarily pulled down the hem of her skirt and picked up the tea cup.
The cup is made of exquisite colored flower bone china, crystal clear. Li Huamei had seen it in Macau and knew that it was the best porcelain made by Australians, on par with 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 of her hair.
Classmate Qi Feng is as stupid and innocent as all the male protagonists of shoujo comics. He just finds this legendary female pirate who is all-powerful and has attracted the fascination of the young navy men very interesting. Especially when she looks at her clothes that don't fit well, and
The fat, short and faded uniform of a naturalized citizen worker was still squirming as he sat there, making him feel secretly funny.
After chatting for a while, Qi Feng suddenly remembered that he should ask the female pirate to help him take a boat trip: the place is quite close, the dedicated dock for Jiazi Coal Mine is a day trip - he wants to go to Jiazi Coal Mine. (To be continued...