Chapter 83 The Origin of the Eye of God

Chapter 83 The Origin of the Eye of God

The green gems sparkled under the light, and Kavi's face was filled with joy, but also seemed a little dejected.

"Congratulations, senior," Haroldt pretended not to notice the awkwardness and congratulated him with a smile, "Then the voice input typewriter and the elemental force-driven car I want, can they all be put on the agenda?"

"No problem at all!" Thinking of these projects, Kavi felt that his life was particularly fulfilling. When he was in a good mood, he became more talkative. "Senior's career is just like your hair, Harold. Although it has been trimmed to look unattractive due to some external factors, it will eventually grow into its original appearance."

"I carried it back last time, this time it's your turn." Elhaisen said to Harold while reading a book.

Harold also judged from Kavi's few words that Kavi was very drunk. He nodded helplessly and unconsciously twisted his newly grown hair with his index finger.

After three months, his hair had not grown back to its previous length, but it was big enough to tie into a ponytail.

"Is it so ugly that Senior Kavi has been thinking about it for so long?" Harold asked.

"Why, you don't realize it now? I thought cutting your hair meant you didn't care what we think." said Elhaisen.

Harold rubbed his temple. "Even Senior Elhaisen, who has no aesthetic sense, thinks it's ugly... Never mind, it's already grown out. Is Senior Kawi okay? I always feel that the process of him obtaining the Eye of God was not so pleasant."

Speaking of this, Elhaisen paid some attention to Kavi, who was lying drunk on the table. Seeing that Kavi would not wake up for a while, he refocused his attention on the written text:

"One day he came back and locked himself in the room for several days. On the third day, I asked him, 'Are you sure you don't want to make the typewriter anymore? My work couldn't be completed purely because of uncontrollable factors. I won't return a penny of the money Harold gave me.'"

"This medicine is a bit too strong," Harold curled his lips, "After Senior Kawi cheered up, didn't he ever think of fighting you to the death?"

"Rather than letting him continue to dwell on his own ideas, it is better to use a drastic measure, which has proven to be very effective."

Elhaisen omitted the part where Kavi thanked him. He was wearing headphones at the time, but the noise reduction mode was not turned on. He heard Kavi's extremely awkward "thank you" clearly, but he deliberately pretended not to hear it. Kavi did not take the initiative to mention the matter again afterwards.

El Haisen: "That's all I know. You can talk to him after he sobers up for details, or ask the artist who is quite prestigious among businessmen and Ms. Rukani."

...You have investigated everything yourself, Harold thought to himself.

Afterwards, he found several key figures based on the clues provided by Elhaisen and restored the whole incident:

In the southwest of Xumi City, near the port, Kavi took on the task assigned by his mentor a month ago and designed a private dock for a wealthy businessman together with several seniors.

Because Kavei was the youngest, he was always ordered around by his seniors, and his design ideas were not taken seriously by many people. However, he always encountered the same troubles during his internship and had gotten used to it, so he did not feel too disappointed.

And looking west from their work site, they could see construction going on on the other side of the river. The workers had laid the foundation and were building the walls. That was the private residence that Ms. Rukani was building for her lover's mother. He and Harold privately called it the Elhaisen House.

When Kavi has free time, he will look over there. Ms. Rukani said that she would invite craftsmen from Liyue to build the house. It can be seen that these craftsmen have implemented the contract spirit of Liyue even though they came to a foreign country, and they work meticulously.

Originally, this job would have been completed easily like his other internships, but one day his seniors had an argument with their employer.

"Why do you insist on putting this thing on the wall of the dock?!" The Miaolun scholar named Fawaz opened his eyes wide, looking incredulous.

"Is there anything wrong? My friend and I think these two sculptures are great. Putting them on the wall will definitely attract a lot of people's attention," said their employer Imad.

"These two sculptures can be placed by the fountain or in the garden, but not on the dock wall. Don't you think they are out of tune with the style of your dock?"

Fawaz pointed at the design drawings and said in exasperation, "We followed your request and optimized the structure without changing the original design style to make it more stable. You also promised us to remove the two sculptures, but now you want to add them back?!"

“I told you all along that as long as you help me strengthen the structure, don’t touch anything else. But on the first day you came, you started to interfere with the drawings we decided on and insisted that we remove the sculptures. This is the core part of the entire design. What’s the difference between my dock and other docks if you remove it?!

Do you think we didn't apply to the Fatwa to change the designer? The Fatwa ignored our complaint. If the Fatwa hadn't stipulated that the design of the dock must be handled by a designer from the Miaolun School, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand in front of me! "

Imad was also angry. He had accumulated a lot of dissatisfaction over the past few days. Finally, when the drawings were modified, he didn't want to endure it anymore.

"The most core design?" Fawaz laughed sarcastically. "It's clearly the most cumbersome design! Who would put such a childish sculpture in the most prominent position of a Sumeru-style building? It's totally out of place!"

The blueprint fell while the two were arguing. Kavi picked it up and immediately saw two mermaid sculptures painted on the wall of the dock, which were as tall as the wall. One of them was carrying a water jug ​​on her shoulder, and the other was holding a basket of peaches above her head.

Rather than fairy-tale creatures, they looked more like ordinary Sumeru women.

It can be seen that the designer is quite satisfied with the two sculptures. He specially drew the micro-expressions of the sculptures and the details of the jewelry from several angles on the drawings.

Want to put these two sculptures on the wall?

Kavi felt his head buzzing and his headache was as severe as if he had listened to Elhaisen's lecture all night.

He took a step forward, coughed lightly, and interrupted the argument between the two: "Excuse me, Mr. Imade, there should be room for negotiation on this matter? If you must add sculptures, it's not impossible. We can modify them slightly..."

"No, you don't understand. I am very satisfied with these two sculptures and there is no room for compromise!" Imad shook his head.

Although Kavi did not get the right to participate in the modification of the drawings due to the suppression of several other scholars, in Imad's eyes, these designers sent by the House of Fatwas were here to make things difficult for him, so he did not look at Kavi well.

"Do you think I haven't advised him like this before?" Fawaz raised his voice so that everyone around him could hear him.

"Why do I have to change these two sculptures? This project was finalized by the Faithful Court, and it will eventually be recorded in our resumes. Everyone will know that I participated in the design of this vulgar dock. My reputation will be ruined! Who will ask me to design a building in the future? It's really unlucky to meet such an employer!"

Imad's face turned pale. He snatched the blueprint from Qawi and hit Fawaz on the head. "Fuck you! Blame the Fatwa system! I am so unlucky to have met you!"

Seeing that the two men were about to fight, Kavi quickly used his body to block them. He was hit several times for this. Kavi hugged his head to protect his hair and shouted, "Wait, don't do it yet! Mr. Imad, please let us try again. We will find a way to satisfy you."

"You think you're better than us? Is that what you mean?!" Fawaz shouted.

"Ah? I didn't..." Kavi's tone softened a little.

"I said, no need to change! No one of you is allowed to touch these two statues!" Imad was not as strong as the young men, and he was panting while leaning against the wall after a short while of arguing, but when it came to the statues, his tone was unusually firm.

"...Is there any special reason?" Considering the special image of the sculpture, Kavi had some guesses in his mind.

"I just like it. Do I have to give you a reason? I spend my own money to build the building I want. Do I have to tell you why?" Imad felt that the people in the Fatmaid House were simply unreasonable.

"There's nothing to say to people with no taste! Forget it, let's accept the reality that our resumes have been tarnished. I will never admit that I participated in the design of this dock, and you should not use our reputation to promote it."

Fawaz sighed heavily and complained, "Why am I so unlucky? I should have applied for graduation earlier. But I have to face such a thing..."

"Has no taste? Who has no taste? My four-year-old son thinks these two sculptures are very beautiful, and he even said that he wants to be with a sister like her.

Go and ask around. Who among those who have seen this blueprint would say it is not good? You guys are the only ones who are not good at this or that. Haven't the scholars in your Fatwa House ever suspected that it is actually you who have no manners?" Imad was angry again.

Fawaz showed contempt: "That's because you haven't received a proper art education. Just from the perspective of the 'law of harmony', I can point out four mistakes in this combination. Do you think it looks good? Your aesthetic taste is only at the level of a four-year-old child!"

"What do you mean by orthodox art education? I think you have become stupid! Everyone says it is good, but you few architectural designers from the Ministry of Education say it is not good. That means the books you read and the so-called aesthetic education have led your natural aesthetic taste astray!

You have lost the most primitive judgment of beauty! Let me tell you, appreciating beauty is an innate ability of human beings, and it does not need to be taught by others. People who have not received systematic art education have a sharper intuition of beauty. "Imad said.

"What did you say?" It was the first time Fawaz heard such a statement and his mind was immediately stuck.

After coming back to his senses and thinking about it carefully, he was unable to refute it, because the House of Edicts had never taught such knowledge. He had to think about the loopholes in this passage from the beginning. It was a little hard for him to believe that these words came from a businessman.

Kavi also looked surprised.

...Has my aesthetic sense been distorted?

He had never thought about such a possibility in the past decade, and when he heard someone say this, he immediately began to reflect on himself.