In winter in Myanmar, the weather is always gloomy, and the sun cannot be seen for half a month.
The winding Yangon River passes through the mountain gorge, and blue-gray clouds cover the mountains surrounding the river with low pressure, as if water can drip out at any time.
"Gu's calligraphy and painting shop is right here."
It takes fifteen minutes to drive east from Yangon, the old capital before Myanmar moved its capital inland and now the largest city. To the left and right, facing the sparkling water of the Yangon River, there is a row of old-fashioned shops.
This is a relatively prosperous commercial area. When international tourists visiting Myanmar get off the cruise ship on the Yangon River, they can see this string of British-style buildings with gray marble walls within a few steps. Most of these buildings are quite old, and there are some mottled marks on the decorative surfaces. The earliest houses were left over from the Anglo-Burmese War, so they have a history of more than a century.
A man wearing a black T-shirt stood in front of a calligraphy and painting shop, looking up at the signboard written in Chinese, English and Burmese.
He looks to be in his thirties, wearing sunglasses on his face, with no hair on his head. Half of an angry Buddha head tattoo is exposed on the skin above the collar and below the head, and he is followed by Two young men smoking cigarettes, and the group exuded a cold temperament that was incompatible with the surrounding environment.
"Let's go, this is it. Brother Hao said, let's wish Mr. Gu a happy New Year."
Pushing the door and walking into the calligraphy and painting shop, there was a blue sound in the air. Color the music of the Danube.
The decoration here is very exquisite, a bit like a small museum covering hundreds of square meters. In the glass frame on the wall is a pair of large or small paintings, ranging from oil paintings to ink paintings. . The separate air conditioner heater and dehumidifier make a small, tinny hum.
The two boys behind the bald head curiously stretched out their hands to feel the warm air blowing from the air conditioner.
The temperature in Myanmar is not low in winter, sometimes even reaching above 25 degrees Celsius. There are almost no heating facilities here. However, calligraphy and painting stores are, after all, secondary markets for selling valuable artworks, and they need to maintain a constant temperature and humidity environment all year round.
The person looking at the calligraphy and painting shop is a thin boy of 16 or 7 years old who looks like a student and wears glasses.
The boy was sitting on the bean bag sofa in front of the corridor at the door, with a drawing board and palette in front of him.
When the bald group entered the door, he was holding a paintbrush in his hand, smearing on the canvas. The dark T-shirt with the original Gundam printed on it was stained with a little bit of oil paint, and matched with his The skin that is too pale makes the whole person look colorful.
"What are you drawing?"
"Mercedes-Benz S220 classic car, 118 scale. Photorealism, the school's final assignment, due after the Spring Festival." The boy pointed at the drawing board On the coffee table in front of the car, there is an antique car model made of resin and metal, as well as several photos of actual cars.
The painting boy’s name is Gu WeiI am just seventeen years old this year and my ancestral home is Wuxi, Jiangsu.
Their family has made a living by painting for generations. According to the genealogy records, it is said that their ancestor is Gu Kaizhi, who was famous for painting Luo Shen Fu during the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
It is impossible to test whether the ancestor of the Gu family is the legendary Gu Kaizhi, but it is true that Gu Weijing’s wife and grandfather were court painters. During the Jiaqing year when Burma paid tribute, he was ordered to follow the Qing court’s return delegation to Yangzhou. Light takes root and sprouts here.
After all, he is already the fifth generation of Yangon people to run this Gu Gallery.
“Why should I study if I have this skill?”
The bald man with tattoos put a handful on the head of the younger brother who was still looking around in the calligraphy and painting shop and asked them to lift it up tropical fruit basket placed on the coffee table at the gallery entrance. Walking to Gu Weijing's side, he exclaimed with admiration.
"Minge La Note, Burmese, good luck and good luck. This is the New Year's red envelope from Brother Hao to Mr. Xiao Gu." He said as he took out a bundle of ribbons from the pocket around his waist. Tie up green banknotes.
The bundle of banknotes was very heavy and heavy. It seemed to be as thick as the palm of an adult man's hand.
Faced with such a generous gift, Gu Weijing not only felt no joy, but also felt unspeakably irritable.
These people came to the store not to buy paintings, but to come to him.
It stands to reason that an ordinary middle school student would not be able to offend these ruthless people who look like they are just gangsters, but Gu Weijing has good painting skills.
In art, a profession that relies heavily on talent, it is said that every big figure in history who can leave a glorious page in the history of art showed unique characteristics at a very young age. .
For example, at how old Mozart was, he was able to play the violin in front of the king, the calligrapher Wang Xizhi liked to eat steamed buns dipped in ink when he was a child, Leonardo da Vinci painted eggs that were extraordinarily round, etc.
Although Gu Weijing is not a big shot, he does have some talent.
From the time he first picked up a paintbrush at the age of four, he showed an extraordinary quality.
He has a good sense of spatial structure. Like a scanner, he magnified the escape wheel of an old mechanical watch dozens of times, and then used a brush and ruler to draw each gear in precise proportions. The look of the bite.
For a painter to have such a sense of spatial structure, he has to be patient and paint for a month or two, carefully copying the famous paintings or paintings on antique porcelain, stroke by stroke, to an extremely high level. Similarity is not a problem either.
His grandfather lamented more than once that his grandson was really born in the wrong era. If he had been born a hundred or two hundred years earlier, not to mention becoming famous and having a family, he would probably have starved to death just because of his ability with a human body camera. .
Unfortunately, such objective representational paintings are no longer valuable in modern times when printers are everywhere.
No matter how lifelike your drawing is, you can only draw two dollars in front of a tourist attraction with a cardboard box in hand.A half-foot sketch may not be able to sell a few in a day.
I just don’t know why, but the bald group of people knew that the young master of Gu’s calligraphy and painting shop had this skill.
Gu Weijing has heard of the reputations of bald people. They have a bad reputation on this street, to be precise, they have a bad reputation.
You can tell by their appearance that they are not on the right track.
The bald boss is called Brother Hao, and he makes a living by counterfeiting.
Of course, I don’t have the ability to make U.S. dollars like Fa Ge’s movie Wushuangli, but I do have the guts to create some high imitation antiques specifically designed to deceive mainland businessmen.
Brother Hao’s influence is not small in Yangon. He is very good at both black and white. His counterfeit artworks are quite good in the black market and are even exported to Japan, Europe and Singapore.
Gu Weijing glanced at the "red envelope" handed over by the bald man and secretly said trouble.
This pile of money is all the largest kyat currency.
The front side shows the white elephant and lotus, the sacred symbols of Myanmar, and the back side has a colorful painting of Mandalay Lake. Each one is worth 10,000 kyats.
Looking at the thickness, this bundle is either five million kyats or a lucky 8.88 million kyats.
Even if the kyat is worthless, this bundle would be worth two thousand US dollars at the current exchange rate. In Myanmar, where the per capita monthly income is only US$100, this is a lot of money.
It’s not easy to get red envelopes from the underworld.
If you take other people’s money, they will let you do things.
Don’t look at these people who look like the generous and generous big brothers in Hong Kong movies now. When the time comes, they will be the same people who will destroy your family.
The underworld will always be the underworld.
"Thank you Brother Hao for your compliments, but I'm still in school."
A polite smile appeared on Gu Weijing's face, and he politely but resolutely refused the red envelope.
His eyes glanced at the fruit plate held by the bald boy on the side. In Myanmar, tropical fruits are not worth a lot of money. If he returns them without accepting them, the other party will feel that he has not given face.
For people like the Gu family who are open to doing business, they pay attention to being friendly and making money.
He thought for a while, put down his paintbrush, found a Marlboro left by his elders from the drawer on one side, and pushed it along the counter.
"Happy New Year, Minge. Let me take it out for my brothers to smoke. I don't want the red envelope. Please understand. If my grandpa comes back and finds out that I took your money, he will beat me to death." ”
“You don’t care how many years the old guy can live. It’s your blessing that Brother Hao likes you. Others don’t have this opportunity yet.”
The boy on the side took the Marlboro and seemed very dissatisfied with Gu Weijing's lack of appreciation.
The bald man waved his hand to stop his younger brother’s complaints.
"Mr. Gu and Mr. Gu are both upright and respectable people. They look down on us who are trying to find ways to do something wrong. In the hearts of the brothers,clear. It's just that times are different now. Mr. Gu, Brother Hao said that if you follow him, you can drive a Ferrari within a year. Two years, only two years, you can choose a big house in the famous wealthy area of Yangon, Ahoe, Myanmar, and then I will give Mr. Gu a big house. The old man can still be angry with you."
Gu Weijing still had a smile on his face that could not be ignored. He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Hao, for the compliment, but Brother Hao has misjudged the person." I really don’t have the ability to eat this money. Hold your hands high, hold your hands high. ”
“Well, it’s all in vain for me. "
The bald man signaled his younger brother to leave, stretched out his hand and patted the counter of the calligraphy and painting shop, staring at Gu Weijing's pupils.
Gu Weijing still had a smile on his face, But the hand holding the brush tightened involuntarily.
"Don't be nervous, Brother Hao said, he is a man of rules. He is here just to pay New Year's greetings and has no other meaning. As for whether to raise your hand or not, Mr. Gu, what you say doesn't count, and what I say doesn't count. It will still depend on what Brother Hao wants. However, I would like to advise Mr. Gu, don’t end up doing things that you and I would like to do in a way that makes everyone look ugly. ”
“This is my business card. Whenever Mr. Gu changes his mind, please call me anytime.” "
After that, the bald head turned around and strode out of the store with his younger brother who had already lit a cigarette in the gallery.
Gu Weijing watched the bald head leave. He stayed in the direction for a while, shook his head, and the smile on his face completely faded and became serious.
“It’s really difficult to deal with. ”
While he walked over and turned on the exhaust volume of the ventilation fan to the maximum to deal with the smoke in the air, he recalled the conversation just now and made sure that he did not give the other party a chance to get involved.
p>Gu Weijing picked up the brush again and continued to complete the Spring Festival holiday work before the acrylic paint had dried.
Although he was annoyed, his grandfather taught himself how to treat art. Even if the creation is not pious, the bottom line is to be serious, otherwise you will not be qualified for this bowl of rice.
According to the schedule, he will complete the coloring of the painting today, and Gu Weijing does not like to finish it halfway.
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