Ten Mile Room

The entanglement between Laosanxiang and Mustache happened quickly beyond Jiang Gezi's expectation.

The tempers of the old neighbors erupted as if for no reason.

The noisy people over there were boiling, and the fight was about to break out, but Jiang Gezi sat in the Panneng car and didn't move.

Why the neighbors have such a violent temper, in fact, if you think about it from another angle, Jiang Gezi understands.

That's because, along the way in life, your heavy shoulders have always carried the days and hopes of the whole family upright.

Then one day you suddenly realize that you have seen a world that breaks all your dignity, this luxurious venue, and this group of people who come and go, high above you... You will find that you have worked hard all your life, and you can't even afford it A toolbox in hand.

Life is thus denied, and existence is also denied.

All these occurrences are constantly whipping the backs of the neighbors in Laosanxiangjie.

From the moment they entered the Ewha Pavilion, their admiring voices became smaller and smaller. After entering the elevator, all the young and old shut up, and finally there was no one who coughed loudly.

At that time, Jiang Gezi realized something was wrong.

What will happen when these small common people in Changhui County encounter a world that is inconsistent with their worldview, values, and all concepts?

I will be aggrieved!It will be uncomfortable!There will be nowhere to vent, and I will feel that I have become air, and it is better to be air...

They were afraid, apprehensive, fearful... and finally began to be all speechless and sad.

The strong contrast has been negating them.

Poverty is the ugliest original sin.

And these poor people, their brains have only evolved to the point where they only think about their own incompetence, and even think that poverty is their own business, and it is because they have not worked hard enough that they have distanced themselves from the world.

They don't deserve what they're facing.

But they don't know that the original sin of poverty is a sin driven by all external things, such as the land you live on, the country's system, the focus of finance, and the social welfare mechanism... .

Among those existing rules, they may have never served you as an independent person, and maybe they were not made for people like you from the very beginning!

How can you get rid of poverty under such conditions?

Just like... an existence with a foreign surname Wang.

Like the state next door, the county next door.

They are all the same small towns, but they have at least three roads to import and export nutrients to their cities.

But what does Chang Hui have?Its pathetic second road was paid for by a prince himself, and it is still under construction.

what can we do about it?Just tell them to vent?

But venting calmly is the most disgusting thing in the world!

While hesitating, the people on both sides were already entangled. First, Second Brother Duan slapped that mustache. He also works in construction, so his temper is naturally rude and hot. They immediately jumped out of the car and quickly confronted each other. The two sides have already entered you. What, look at your stage...

Jiang Gezi didn't look back, he was seriously thinking about social philosophy and other issues...

Well, how to cheer up the old and the young?

Immediately afterwards... the floor alarm rang.

With the dull sound of group running coming from the floor, the footsteps were getting closer, and a familiar voice quickly approached, while loudly stopping: "Master Ganzi, Master Ganzi! Please calm down!"

Jiang Gezi wondered for a while, when did he stop calming down?He is the calmest person on the scene, okay?

He jumped off the Panneng car, stepped out of the elevator, and immediately saw Ms. Mo wearing a construction site uniform with a supervisor logo hanging on her sleeve.

The man with the mustache is obviously afraid of the supervisor.

When they heard the alarm, everyone quickly returned to their respective positions, and they all sat in the Panneng car, pretending to be poor little innocents together.

And only a group of idiots from Laosan Lane were left at the scene, all of them were inexplicably high-spirited, and continued to stare at you with a single glance.

Jiang Gezi leaned against the edge of the elevator in distress. He wanted to smoke, but when he looked up, he saw a no-smoking sign on the wall.

Ms. Mo ran up to Jiang Gezi in a few steps, first took a look at the scene, then bowed deeply and apologized first: "I'm really sorry, it's because we didn't work properly and didn't make arrangements, it's really... rude !"

Yo!That's embarrassing.

Jiang Gezi hurriedly answered with a smile: "It's Ms. Mo! It's okay, it's okay! In fact, it's all wrong! They...uh, they also ate too much in the morning, um...they just want to move, exercise their muscles and bones, you are too much Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Second Brother Duan and the others, and Second Brother Duan and the others immediately obediently got into the Panneng car.

However, he still turned his head and continued to stare.

My God, these fools!

Seeing that the flames on both sides had been turned off, Ms. Mo and the group of people with supervisor logos she brought let out a long sigh of relief.

Ms. Mo stood up straight, first gave the mustache a stern look, and then apologized to Jiang Gezi.

"It's true that we didn't do the work well in advance. Can you ask in detail why they bumped into you? Please rest assured, we will definitely handle this matter according to your will~"

Jiang Gezi looked at the aggrieved mustache over there, and then at the fourth sister-in-law Duan who was already frightened. After coughing twice, he said, "It's not a big deal, actually...it's that...over there That guy is not very good at talking, he deserves to be beaten! However, it is really inappropriate for us to beat people... There is also something wrong, I will talk about them later. This matter~ forget it! By the way, I have not seen you, you Why are you here?"

Ms. Mo let out a long breath, but replied with a more cautious attitude: "The renovation project of Qingxue's entire floor is undertaken by Yu's Construction, so..."

Jiang Gezi turned back to look at Mustache in doubt, and Mustache immediately shrank back in the car. He heard the words of the chief supervisor.

Do with this man according to his will!

Oh my God!Which evil spirit did he provoke?

Jiang Gezi didn't take him seriously. Did he remember the back of Mustache and his work clothes, as if it was written about Wu's construction?

Why is it Yu Shi again?

He asked suspiciously: "Aren't they Yu's? What is Qingxue? Isn't this the eighth floor?"

Ms. Mo first glanced at the passport on Jiang Gezi's chest, then she made a gesture of invitation, stepped aside from the road in front of her and said, "We have an office area over there, please trouble Master Gan to move. I will report clearly to you."

We must communicate with this ancestor first, otherwise there will definitely be chaos here.

"Oh!" Jiang Gezi responded, and then he picked up the passport on his chest and read it carefully.

On the back of the pass, there is a line of tiny characters at the bottom that reads, Yushi-Pigeon Building, Qingxue-Hall No. [-] is full.

Uh, this Qingxue is the name of the floor?Since when did you become a construction company?Why do you want to add Yu Shi in front of your own name?

Filled with doubts, Jiang Gezi waved to Second Brother Duan and the others, followed by Ms. Mo, who was humble and obedient, walked straight along the spacious passage and turned right, and finally arrived at a room with the logo of the management office.

In the room, there are several sets of monitors, and more than a dozen young people wearing Yu's construction uniforms are working.

When they saw Jiang Gezi, they silently stopped what they were doing, stood up and bowed their heads slightly to salute him.

Jiang Gezi was taken aback, anyway, he had never been treated this way before.

He didn't understand any etiquette, so he could only nod his head slightly in the end, which was regarded as a return.

As for the staff, they quickly reached a corner of the house, and they were extremely obedient. They all stood upright against the wall and acted like puppets.

It's... too exaggerated!

Ms. Mo walked all the way, her upper body was slightly bowed, and she always kept half a step behind, at a distance of three steps, with one arm hanging down neatly, and the other hand made a gesture of please to give way again: "Please move Come here."

Under her guidance, Jiang Gezi arrived at a corner and sat on the most luxurious five-seater sofa in this room.

After a while, a young man was holding a tray and set hot tea, snacks, and a very beautiful and artistic fruit cutting plate for the tea table in front of him.

Ms. Mo held the pot herself and poured tea for him.

Jiang Gezi picked up a piece of melon and put it in his mouth. While chewing, he still looked around curiously. He looked around twice, and then said to Ms. Mo who was standing, "En~ What do you want to say?"

Ms. Mo looked up and saw that the assistant had pulled up the screen to block her view.

According to the etiquette, she folded her hands in front of her chest, saluted very respectfully, and said: "Please forgive us for our impoliteness, because Sir Zhou has asked me not to disturb you in advance, so we will I can only serve on one side, if there is any impoliteness, please forgive me."

Well... you know?

Jiang Gezi chewed on the melon for a long time before he said bluntly, "Your Excellency, forget about it! Sit down!"

Ms. Mo agreed, and then she was obedient, and sat down on the sofa with her butt touching the sofa a little bit.

She said: "Actually, we, Mrs. Yu, were blessed by His Royal Highness and took charge of the decoration project of the Qingxue floor of the Lihua Pavilion. You know, those artists still have very high requirements, but our Mrs. Yu did not start well in the construction industry. In the end, the board of directors can only find other small construction companies to subcontract the project."

Oh, I see!

Jiang Gezi nodded his head, thinking to himself, it's the big fish eating the small fish, earning free money by relying on connections, there really are a lot of such things in the game!

Ms. Mo first carefully looked at Jiang Gezi's expression, and seeing his calm expression, she continued: "You have repeatedly requested that you must design the venue yourself, so your project can only be affiliated with our company. , After all... you have no qualifications, this review committee... is sometimes very strict, you know?"

Jiang Gezi picked up another piece of melon and threw it into his mouth, thinking while eating, I know what the hell!After a long time of trouble, I am no longer a member of the Sanwu.

Swallowing the melon in his mouth, Jiang Gezi changed the topic and asked, "That Qingxue?"

Ms. Mo laughed, this one is really the same, it's none of his business, he won't take a second look at him.

She smiled and replied, "You didn't look at the map of the exhibition hall, did you?"

"Well, I didn't see it, what's the matter?"

"This is the Ewha Pavilion, Your Excellency! Qingxue, Yuyu, Xiangxue, Lishuang, Danke, Yuying, Qingyu, and Chunniang are the nicknames for the first to eighth floors of this place... Art Museum, it must always be A little careful."

Jiang Gezi froze for a moment, and then he had to eat another piece of melon.

In the future, when you go back, you must ask them to carry it on your back, otherwise, if you say go to the third floor, people will treat you like a bumpkin.

Jiang Tubaozi changed the topic and asked, "Inquire about something? Can you tell me?"

Ms. Mo immediately straightened her spine and replied seriously: "You just ask! There can be no secrets with you, and I won't hide anything from you."

"Oh..." Jiang Gezi hesitated, and finally he asked in a low voice: "Can I ask other artists? How did they decorate the venue?"

"How to decorate? Do you mean architectural style?"

"No, no... I mean, generally successful art venues, what's their... um, what's the process like?"

What a shrewd person Ms. Mo was, she quickly understood what Jiang Gezi said.

She said: "The process of artists is actually the same all over the world... It seems that they are relatively successful, and they usually find some world-class and national-level big artists to support the scene... It seems to be distinguished by country. For venues, they will have dinner at the venue in advance to gather popularity, and they will also invite well-known artists from the country to sit in, such as work explanation sessions, art skills exhibitions, and lectures... You know, the more famous they are Artists, the more votes they can attract outside the field."

So, Jiang Gezi was a little distressed.

Not to mention world-class, he doesn't know county-level artists, but Mr. Jiude does, but that guy seems to be a judge, right?

Seeing that Jiang Gezi remained silent, Ms. Mo quickly continued: "Actually, the ladder of art is the most difficult step in the world to climb. As far as I know, those artists who have no background, if they want to become famous, they have to rely on sponsorship. Someone provided some souvenirs and gave them away for free at the scene... I think you are also aware of this matter, right?"

Clear shit!Isn't this bribery?

Jiang Gezi nodded dryly: "Oh, this one, I know~ Is there any more?"

"Of course there are. Every year, there are various designs, such as the stations where the off-site judges get off. There are always some people who distribute half of the souvenirs and brochures..."

"Half portion?"

"Yes, the remaining half needs to go around the artist's exhibition hall to make up the whole share."

Damn, that's despicable!

Ms. Mo saw that Jiang Gezi's face was a little dark, so she hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Your Excellency. Whether it's a designated judge, an outside judge, or a temporary judge, as long as you become an art judge, fairness and justice are what everyone must uphold. Iron law. Regardless of the level of judges, their attitude towards art will never be shaken by a few dinner parties and those low-end souvenirs."

When Jiang Gezi heard this, he raised his body slightly.

He said, "Really?"

Ms. Mo said seriously: "Of course, if a country uses methods that are not popular in the art competition, then the art of this country may also enter the bottom class... I saw the photos of the folk art declaration in Laosanxiang , please rest assured, I appreciate some of these works very much... When I was in higher education, I also studied art appreciation for a few days, so please trust the eyes of the outside judges, they all have art appreciation qualifications and will Give you a correct evaluation..."

Will it?

God knows...

Jiang Gezi wandered around the eighth floor with a lot of thoughts in his heart, and finally, he finally came to Hall No. [-] which belonged to them.

I have to say that in the case of the Laosanxiang Pavilion, Yu Dongchi was really blessed.

The exhibition hall they came through the back door has a full [-] square meters, and with such a large area, it is only [-] square meters smaller than the combined pavilion of four or five small countries in the Southern Continent in Hall [-] next door.

The only not-so-beautiful place is that Jiang Gezi's No. [-] hall is where the petals are misplaced and curved. It has two bends, and the light is not so good.

So in the design, you have to spend some thought,

Finally, Jiang Gezi, who has a general understanding of the art competition, entered the exhibition hall ten, and saw the old neighbors sitting in the middle of the venue with disheveled faces, all of them with a frost-stricken look.

The arrogance that he forced to fight just now disappeared in an alley in the future.

Jiang Gezi sighed inwardly, with a nonchalant smile on his face, he laughed at them in a very relaxed tone:

"I said old neighbors, what's the matter? The leaves are falling? The flowers are withering? Stealing sweet potatoes to eat, farting under the bed in the middle of the night, you were kicked out of the bed by that guy? Why are you so miserable?"

Among the crowd, Fourth Brother Duan raised his head slightly. He looked at Jiang Gezi and said, "Gezi, let's go to the next door to have a look."

Jiang Gezi walked over and sat on the moved stone pier.

He nodded and said, "Next door? Hall No. [-]? I went to see it too. What's the matter?"

Fourth Brother Duan stood up, gestured with a little excitement and said: "The neighbor next door, the carpet has to be replaced with their country, and they have prepared half a room of souvenirs, and invited a band, we... what do we have? What do you say?" , those referees..."

Before he finished speaking, someone patted his calf and corrected him: "Judges! Judges! I've said it several times, peripheral judges, designated judges, lottery judges... You thought you were watching the game, and you're calling the referees!"

Brother Duan kicked his leg back, and without turning his head, he said loudly: "I know the judges! I mean, with the bricks and tiles we moved down from the old gable, and you from the scrap factory The old bark that was brought back... can we make it?"

Jiang Gezi went over with a smile. He patted Fourth Brother Duan on the shoulder lightly and said, "Fourth Brother, go and look at my sister-in-law's fingers, and tell her if you can make a needle eye! You are too big for your scalded hand." Liao Pao said it can be done! It’s all here, where are you going to retreat? Retreat again? Are you really retreating into my fourth sister-in-law’s bed?”

A few old neighbors murmured in the crowd: "But everyone is so nice... We really can't make it, let alone an artist, we don't even have an art apprentice..."

Jiang Gezi opened his mouth to scold, but a voice came from behind him asking:

"Excuse me? Is this Hall No. [-]?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked at it together, but they saw a group of young people wearing sportswear, carrying various speakers and audio equipment standing at the door of Hall No. [-].

Seeing them, Jiang Gezi greeted them with a smile, "Is it Liushun class!?"

Hearing Jiang Gezi's question, a small round face came out from the crowd over there. He smiled naimeng, naimeng, trotting over all the way. When he saw Jiang Gezi, he first saluted Jianghu neatly, then raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes curved Xiyi said: "Little man Baimiandun, are you Jiang Ganzi? You are old Anshun! The men who made sound effects and lighting effects in the class have come, and the guys who eat are also brought! You always see... How to arrange it? Just give orders! Our class leader Bai said that the matter of Laosanxiang is our own family's affairs. Don't worry, we will definitely do our best! We will do our best!"

Having said that, he saluted behind Jiang Gezi again: "Hello, elders, the villain has a white face. If there is anything to do in the next few days, the elders can just order the younger ones to do it. Don't worry, we will be as good as ever." I’ve been to quite a few places, and when it comes to lighting and sound...they’re no different than those in Zhongzhou who run grand theaters..."

Before he could finish his words, another skinny man rushed out from the crowd. He kicked Baimiandun on the back, and then cursed: "Blow! Blow! Blow hard! No matter where you go, you can't do without your wit , you will die if you don’t blow for a day!”

After finishing speaking, he also saluted, and said to Jiang Gezi: "I wish the elders of Laosanxiang to show their popularity. The little white-faced fish is the leader of the team this time. You don't need to talk to the white-faced pier, he is here to mess with you!" It’s just for fun, it’s basically useless, there’s nothing left, we’re the ones selling technology…”

The originally tense atmosphere was messed up by these two lovable little guys, and everyone's tension was gone.

Jiang Gezi sneered, then patted the small head of the white-faced fish and asked, "How old is it?"

Baimianyu replied crisply: "Back to the pole, I am 21 this year, and Mian Dun is [-]. We are cousins! I sang out of tune, so I turned on the lights, Mian Dun was not out of tune, but he also If he can't sing well, our class leader will tell him to learn somersaults!"

"You~ you can't sing well!"

"Yeah! I can't sing well, I'm working on the lights! I'm already the head of the team! Who is like you, rolling around on the stage, you're only good enough..."

The two guys didn't talk speculatively, and immediately fought into a ball. In less than a few tens of seconds, they started fighting, and began to roll on the ground like rolling yuanxiao.

Jiang Gezi looked at the two live babies in embarrassment. He looked at Fourth Brother Duan and the others who were standing stupidly, and then yelled loudly: "Look at that! I didn't see a fight started, let the two bastards tear it apart first... ...What's the matter! You should be mourned, if this goes on, don't say that you are worthless in this generation, and the children in the next generation, we Laosanxiang, will not be able to escape the burden of carrying big bags and carrying broken bowls Fate! Let’s all die one by one...Hurry up and move! Still watching!"

Just like that, everyone rushed forward and separated the two little guys with all their might.

When Jiang Gezi went up, he just kicked one person, and it didn't matter if the person was older than himself, anyway, he was a master wherever he went.

He pointed at the wall and shouted: "Look at the terrain quickly! Draw a road map! If you don't bother me, I will call your aunt, and be careful that she will blow you away with her big mouth! You two were sent by monkeys to make me mess up... "

Following Jiang Gezi's high-level sarcasm, the idiots in Laosanxiang seemed to have forgotten to be afraid of this matter, they all picked up the guys one after another, and followed the drill at home...

That's measuring the area, ordering the equipment, putting together the chainsaw... In short, these people... big fools, finally started to get busy.