There is no rain or cloud in Yangon today.
The sun falls from the sky with strong ultraviolet rays. While it coats the towering golden pagoda with a layer of Buddhist light, it also adds a bit of summer-like heat to the air.
A monk in a nearby Buddhist temple rang the bell for fasting.
Sakai Tsunamasa put down his brush and stretched out in relief. He went to the staff to return the brushes and paints, and his stomach made a growling sound.
“I want to eat Thai food at noon today. I heard that there is a restaurant in the old house on Adan Street that serves very fresh seafood.”
There is a unified lunch break time from 1100 noon to 200 pm every day. .
This is a Buddhist holy place. Whether you are a painter or a staff member, as long as you are a member of the mural restoration project team, you can go to the monks' hall at any time with your work permit when you are hungry.
There are always porridge, side dishes, vegetarian dishes such as vegetarian meat, as well as Myanmar’s characteristic sour rice noodles and fried noodles made with vinegar.
The vegetarian food is quite exquisite, and it is a good choice to change the taste occasionally. There are many vegetarians among the art professors, which is a bit refreshing.
But if you can’t accept vegetarian food, you are not forced to eat in the temple.
Yangon is a tourist city, and there are many restaurants of various styles, but the food from outside cannot be brought into the Shwedagon Pagoda.
Sakai Tsunamasa has already reserved a seat at the hotel on his mobile phone in advance.
He saw Gu Weijing still picking among the piles of paint, staring at the manuscript spread out on the table, as if he was thinking about something.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
He rubbed his shoulders and asked Gu Weijing.
"Yeah."
Gu Weijing didn't want to eat, he was picking the right cinnabar on the table.
Practice is the only criterion for testing truth. He wanted to quietly try out whether the statement in Mojie's notes made sense when he was alone at noon.
In order to maintain consistency with other walls, no modern artificial polymeric chemical pigments were used during the entire mural restoration process, and the restoration of the murals from hundreds or even thousands of years ago was done as much as possible. Craftsmanship.
The long table paint supplies include ready-made cinnabar ink tablets.
Artists who pursue authenticity are very picky, and the paints from Yangon here are all of the highest quality.
Gu Weijing picked up a carton that looked a little yellow and found that it was an old cinnabar mine produced by the Dongxia State-owned Chenzhou Ink Factory in Hunan Province.
Since the Han Dynasty, Chenzhou has been producing the highest quality cinnabar. In his notes in his mind, Wang Wei called cinnabar cinnabar, that’s why.
With the modern environmental protection requirements and the depletion of mineral veins, many of the best-quality natural mineral veins have been closed to mining, and synthetic products have been used instead.
He saw the appearance time of this batch of cinnabar ink on the steel seal of the box, and generally thoughtIt’s the old cinnabar ink from the 1950s and 1960s. There is even a piece of ink written with the mark of the 27th year of the Republic of China. It is almost a century old.
These ink strips themselves are considered semi-curios. Although they are not yet ready for auction, it is not difficult to exchange them for the latest Apple mobile phone.
Being a painter is a very expensive profession.
"You haven't done enough coloring yet"
"Uh-huh."
"Cut"
Sakai Tsunamasa subconsciously I just want to complain.
But he seemed to have thought of something. He looked around and made sure that there was no round figure of Uncle Sakai around him, and then he felt relieved.
Sakai Tsunamasa tossed his hair and said coolly.
"A real artist doesn't bother doing the job of a painter."
"Uh-huh."
"What do you mean you keep uh-huh?" "
"Hmm."
Without raising his head, Gu Weijing took out a piece of red cinnabar the size of a baby's fist from the inside of the box.
It is not uncommon for cinnabar ore to be used as red pigment, but it is too easy to precipitate in murals. It is difficult to control the degree of cinnabar. Is it really worth trying to achieve the good effect as described in Wang Wei's notes?
Gu Weijing has been immersed in the newly acquired notes for a long time. He repeatedly studied the paint formula that came to his mind, and a lot of information flowed through his mind every second.
He didn't want to talk, and he didn't even fully notice what Tsunamasa Sakai was saying.
"Pretending."
Sakai Tsunamasa felt that he was insulted, and he said softly.
“Let me tell you the truth. This afternoon, my father’s old painters will follow Mr. Cao to the zodiac shrine. The Buddhist characteristics of Myanmar are to splash water and pray in accordance with the local tradition. They will not be back until at least three or four o’clock. , no one can see you even if you try your best here."
"Yeah"
Gu Weijing raised his head and his tone finally changed.
"Oh, in that case, do me a favor and get me another task card. I estimate that wall No. 9 will be painted in half an hour and it will be finished."
"Okay, okay, you love to work."
Sakai Tsunamasa muttered a little, "There is no future in being a craftsman."
He turned around and walked away swaggeringly .
In fact, although he said he was tough, Sakai Tsunamasa still had some admiration in his heart that he did not want to admit.
He just didn’t understand why someone would stand in front of a painting for a whole day. Just like he doesn't understand why his sister has been favored by the old painter more than him since he was a child.
Tanaka Masakazu, who has been quietly paying attention here, has a panoramic view of everything that happens here.
The bet he made with Gu Weijing was that the winner would stay and the loser would get out.
But the bet did notIt is said that getting out refers to whether he is an artist or wants to leave the project.
So Tanaka shamelessly continued to stay in the project as a staff member.
Although there was no substantial loss, in the past few days, Tanaka found that even his classmates at Tama Academy sometimes looked at him with unabashed ridicule.
After all, painters have to let their paintings speak.
For a person like Tanaka Masakazu, not everyone in the school knows what he is.
On weekdays, a team of five and six might be quite impressive, but being defeated by a Yangon native with a crushing advantage in a self-initiated competition, there will be many people who are hurt.
He now hates Gu Weijing so much that he even resents the Sakai siblings who were involved in it.
"Change the brand name." Tanaka Masakazu was ready to teach this talented Yangon native a lesson, and this is what he came up with.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
According to the staff, the murals were divided into three levels: first class and second class, which respectively correspond to the difficulty of coloring and restoring the murals.
The more influential, ancient and valuable the murals are, the higher the grade, and the more experienced painters are responsible for them.
All murals assigned to young painters are of the simplest second grade.
He noticed that every time Tsunamasa Sakai came to receive a task, he would not check what his number was at all, and would just sign it without any hesitation.
He planned to quietly change the murals assigned to Gu Weijing and Sakai Tsunamasa from second-class to special-class wall No. 17.
This is not to give the opponent a chance to perform, this is called flattery.
Think about it for a moment, a young art dog secretly painted an old painter's mural and smashed it. Of course, he is an arrogant person who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and has become another joke in the circle.
It is impossible to paint better. By chance, your painting is almost the same as that of the old painter.
I really thought that all those old painters were moral saints. When I saw your works, I was shocked and shouted that my future is limitless.
Don’t be naive, my friend.
What is the more likely reality? What the hell do you want to do? Are you here to cause trouble or do you want to step on my reputation?
Even if you are lucky, you are really lucky. Compared with experienced painters, his paintings are not bad, and they can be considered enemies.
This trick is almost dead in the entertainment industry.
Tanaka Masakazu also listened to the words of the Yakuza leader who was closely related to TV Tokyo who was drinking with his father, Team Leader Tanaka, at the wine table.
At that time, even the people at the table were girls who had just joined the idol group.
The team leader boasted that in the Japanese entertainment industry, this is one of the best methods to use when encountering those who disobey him.
No need for coercion or inducement.
Why should newcomers be ranked higher than seniors in variety shows?The famous song tells people to verbally order newcomers who don't know anything to go to the big boss's exclusive dressing room, and then turn around and tell the big boss that the other party is acting like a big name. It's a similar method anyway.
The feud can be considered settled. On one side are the newcomers and on the other are the seniors. As long as you don’t encounter anyone whose singing skills are too exaggerated, there is no need to say which side won’t make it on stage.
The Yakuza leader can even pretend to be a good brother on the side.
If you do this casually, the other party will either cry and beg you to mediate, or get out.
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