In the churchyard, a truck had already delivered bricks, and they needed to put the bricks into a wheelbarrow, then transport them to the designated spot and stack them properly.
The work wasn't difficult, just exhausting. Moreover, it was midday, with the Mediterranean climate making the summer hot and dry, and the sun was blazing.
Italy had slightly better working conditions compared to some domestic construction sites, but moving bricks and being scorched by the sun was normal, not to mention the dust and dirt. Moving a few bricks was manageable, but evidently, there were two whole trucks in the backyard!
With such a large workload, could Xia Siyu, such a delicate female artist, really accomplish it?
Indeed, even before the production team could ask, the church's priest was already showing some doubt, "Can you do it?"
Although the audience didn't understand Italian, they could guess the meaning from his doubtful and distressed expression.
