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426. The ingenious and clumsy two have nothing to do

Director Jiang and the two or three cars in the education department are very ordinary, and they are definitely not as rich as Wan Changsheng.

Because the parking places were different, we made an appointment to set off separately. Director Jiang also patted Wan Changsheng on the shoulder, as if to make him feel relieved.

Han Xiaomin climbed into the car and raised his doubts: "I rarely see you so direct and unpretentious?"

Wan Changsheng smiled: "I know that Director Jiang and know each other about what kind of person I do on purpose. I do have concerns when he wants to accomplish things, so at the beginning I must try my best to leave some room for myself. I am not good at any policy benefits, but at least for such a big thing, there must be something that can impress me and something worth my risk, so that I can invest."

Han Xiaomin nodded slowly: "The official-oriented idea is still deeply rooted?"

Wan Changsheng hehe: "Although it is said that this is corrupt, in fact, it is related to our thousands of years of social traditions and is not so easy to change. However, some smart people know how to avoid exploitation, while others take it for granted. This is why I am unwilling to associate my creation with praise. Art always pursues freedom, which is naturally contrary to the politics of maintaining social order. Even if I support order, I want my art to avoid the shadow of politics."

The Secretary-General's idea was: "No wonder you always keep your distance from me."

Chen Cheng immediately raised his eyebrows secretly from behind.

Wan Changsheng saw it in the rearview mirror and laughed: "Does she usually speak like this when she is a student?"

Chen Cheng is very eye-catching: "Sister Han is very decisive and has a strong femininity when he is with the boss."

Han Xiaomin laughed: "Chen Cheng, who do you like! I'll help you with the help..."

Wan Changsheng was also laughing, but following the navigation, he quickly noticed the changes in the buildings in the blocks outside.

After all, it is on the edge of Jiangzhou city, and it is not as deserted as the factory where Zhong Mingxia's parents belongs. You can still see modern residential buildings rising from the ground everywhere. However, occasionally appearing in the gray factory area between beautiful buildings, which is almost the same as the environment in which the Zhong family is located.

This is the power of the changes of the times.

Most people have no ability to detect such changes in their daily lives.

When you are suddenly awakened by differences, you often can no longer keep up with the pace of the times.

Especially as the mainstream of this society, I suddenly realized that I was abandoned and that feeling of social loss can be imagined.

So even if the buildings are new, the streets and alleys are filled with traces of scatteredness and disorder.

There are many small merchants and small restaurants, and there are many middle-aged and young people playing cards and chess and spending time on the green table under the trees.

It is very different from the urban life outside that is full of vitality and running at high rhythm everywhere.

To put it nicely, it is called a happy and contentment, but to be ugly, it is a day after day.

Thirty years ago, when the whole society had this kind of rhythm of eating, it was not harmful.

Now that there are thousands of horses galloping, it is easy to fall into a backward and decline.

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

Wan Changsheng originally avoided this situation.

He is just an ordinary person, a craftsman with some skills and wealth. Leading his hometown and his friends is already his limit.

He would not feel that he was a savior, but he had the obligation to change this social phenomenon.

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

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

After passing through the narrow street that had not been renovated much, Wan Changsheng parked his car in the old factory area between a tall building. He frowned a little when he was still in the car. The density of this kind of building is too high, and there is still a training school for two or three thousand people in the middle?

Even when I first went to Damei Training School, Lao Cao reminded me that it is best to manage the accommodation in a unified manner.

This is a two or three thousand young adult children who are full of energy. It is too easy for problems to occur in such a complex environment.

Han Xiaomin is a little novel: "This is a bit of a cultural and creative park? I haven't seen it there before."

Wan Changsheng's positioning of the Cultural and Creative Park is still at the remodeling of the Damei Training factory: "At least some film and television creative companies are open to offices. Who can come to work in such places?"

Han Xiaomin changed his vision of admiring the leaders just now: "The current cultural and creative parks in China basically use the original venues according to local conditions to create this emotional nostalgia of historical vicissitudes and conditions. Please, I am the one who studies environmental art."

Wan Changsheng was distressed: "What does it have to do with our great beauty? I can't put the training school here. The mixed things around me are too unsightly for learning. I have to spend a lot of energy to manage order, and the investment cost is still the second. If it affects the learning order, it will be more than worth the loss."

Chen Cheng, who is studying industrial styling, also held the same attitude: "The art trading market cannot be built here. You can see that there is no artistic atmosphere around you. The most important thing is that it is inconvenience. People who come here may be watched by so many locals, and it is easy to be affected by these idle locals."

Han Xiaomin despised: "Sometimes I think Wan Changsheng is omnipotent, and sometimes I think you are no different from ordinary big boys. Pingjing has 798 Art Zone, Shanghai has M50 Creative Park, Yuezhou has Red Factory, and Taibei has 1914 Cultural Park. These are all cases of using old industrial and old factories to turn around in a gorgeous way. Because this kind of factory building for combat preparation needs is very solid foundation, and it can even resist explosions. It is a pity to demolish it. So there are practices for this type of cultural and creative park renovating this type of cultural and creative park, which is very mature. The cultural and creative park in Damei is just a park for cultural and creative industries. There are so many people around here, and it has been converted into a bar, cafe, specialty shop, small theater and even mahjong hall. They are all tasteful than the messy roads outside. It not only solves the work and entertainment of locals, but also makes it a scenic spot and becomes a popular 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 so easily, why don't they do it themselves?"

Han Xiaomin laughed: "Money! Government agencies are government agencies, and they are not business teams. Whoever pays for this is the design ability. This cultural and creative industrial park is very particular about design and operation ability. The Academy of Fine Arts is the major that has this design ability and is handed over to any commercial organization in society. Director Jiang may be worried that it will destroy the original intention. Only you, only we, Shumei, are the most suitable to transform this. What you don't lack the least 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, that would be another matter."

Just as he was talking, the two or three domestic small cars had arrived one after another, Director Jiang also pointed his head and said, "You can park inside, and someone will come and open the door soon."

Wan Changsheng wanted to say there was no need to worry, but saw the doorman muttering inside the rusty iron fence gate, and the doorman opened the iron chain. A group of dirty children roared over. Regardless of the car driving inside the door, he took advantage of the gap when the iron gate was pushed open and squeezed in and played in the guard's scolding!

Wan Changsheng, who had not gotten on the bus, had a heart moved.

In Guanyin Village, it was a young man who did nothing to do to make Wan Changsheng realize his waste of time and then started free art training.

At Zhong Mingxia's house, it was only because of the children who were crowded among the gossip neighbors that Wan Changsheng spoke out the power of his knowledge.

Because only children have infinite possibilities.

There are only children, who are the most innocent people who are affected by the environment and are still unable to resist.

It may be that the winter vacation is approaching, but these children around school age can only let themselves play in a deserted old factory, which makes them lose a lot of money than their peers.

The parents have given up, but have these children given up on their lives so early?

He kept saying that he did not believe in the temple's compassionate style, Wan Changsheng still walked in very honestly.

Extremely large.

huge.

They are all huge factories, even if there are not many empty parking lots, the main passages between buildings are spacious and spacious, allowing trucks to come and go freely.

It is estimated that such a factory was not restricted by the construction department at that time. Apart from a row of huge factories, there were probably three or five classrooms and warehouses, and there were various later buildings that took advantage of the situation, such as red bricks and gray bricks growing wildly.

All two or three floors of filling the factory, like a maze!

No wonder the children who live around like to treat this place as a paradise.

Director Jiang knew it carefully: "Why is the South Railway Station below the Academy of Fine Arts a freight yard? It was originally intended to connect the arsenal in front here. Next door to the Academy of Fine Arts is the largest thermal power plant in the city. Look at this pattern. The power plant is in the middle, on one side is a steel plant and on the other side is an arsenal. The freight yard can pull coal for the power plant at any time, and can also pull iron ore for the steel plant, and then drag the steel to the arsenal, and deliver a steady stream of combat preparations to all parts of the country. This is the burden that this area once shoulders."

The officials from the cultural and educational departments suddenly realized that there were such considerations in the distribution of enterprises in this area in history.

If you think about it carefully, it is indeed quite meaningful.

Wan Changsheng thought, why haven’t our Academy of Fine Arts produced many good works such as industrial scenes in so many years?

The Academy of Fine Arts always says that it wants to enter life, grassroots, and among the people. Didn’t this Youth Exhibition curse all kinds of paintings and photos of behind-the-stop work?

In fact, for decades, I have been accustomed to it before the popularization of photos?

I would rather go to various ethnic minority settlements to paint strange people and find fresh feelings than to calm down and paint every grass and tree around me.

Director Jiang saw him thinking, thinking that this guy was really thinking, so he walked through the huge factory square: "Look, here you can directly drive the freight train into the factory loading and unloading workshop, and there is also 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 hurriedly touching the camera and coming out to take pictures.

Even in the open factory with six or seven stories high, there are either messy abandoned equipment or the remaining materials for various relocation packaging. Then, an old locomotive has been left behind for a long time, with rust.

It really has a vicissitudes of beauty!
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