Almighty painter

Chapter 131 Line Drawing Harvest
"Because of what?"

Gu Weijing is also speculating on how Saint-Exupéry portrayed the arrogant monarch of Lonely Planet when he wrote "The Little Prince".

"Tired and lonely."

Hearing Mr. Sloth's narration, this idea came to Gu Weijing's mind.

It is often said that "The Little Prince" is a fairy tale about loneliness, in which every character is very lonely.

Gu Weijing hadn't understood before, where the king was alone, and now he understood a little bit.

According to the encyclopedia, the king is hypocritical and arrogant, autocratic and conceited,
None of this is wrong.

But when he faced the idea of ​​leaving the little prince, the reason why he was so angry was not because his authority was challenged, but because he failed to please the little prince.

he is lonely

It is so desirable to have a new companion.

That's why the king angrily prevented the little prince from leaving, and at the same time carefully promised the little prince to be various ministers, just like a child who gives various toys to others for them to play with him.

In this fairy tale, the king is indeed sitting on the four seas, but the so-called four seas are just a small star the size of a palm and empty of people.

His only life is to sit in a chair and watch the sun and moon rise and fall, day after day, year after year.

The king is both the only master and the only slave of his own wealth.

Mr. Sloth gave Gu Weijing the time to think.

Instead of asking questions, he continued to read.

【"Don't go," the king said loudly, he finally had a subject and was proud, "Don't go, I, I can appoint you as a minister—"】

The voice of Mr. Sloth reading a passage from "The Little Prince" can be heard.

Gu Weijing picked up the brush again.

On sketch paper with the tip of his pen, he sketched the outline of the monarch sitting on a tiny star like an orange floating in space.

The luxurious throne, the puffed up slightly upturned beard, the arrogant expression, and the careful flattery and loneliness hidden in the eyes...

This time,
He cleared his mind of the literary understanding of "The Little Prince" from various long-winded experts on Wikipedia, and completely immersed himself in Mr. Sloth's voice.

The sense of separation no longer bothered him.

He seemed to be in a fantasy state.

The ethereal and unfathomable fairy tale characters form shadows that seem real and unreal in front of Gu Weijing's eyes.

Like an erratic veil, he finally caught it in his hands.

"rustle."

The studio fell silent, only the sound of Mr. Sloth reading and the sound of Gu Weijing's pen rubbing against the paper.

just a few minutes later,

This sketch is almost complete.

He ended up with a simple curved line to finish off the corner of the king's robe on the sketch paper.

【Title of the work: "The King" - The Little Prince】

[Sketch technique: Lv.4 professional level 2103 (5000/[-])]

[Chinese Painting Techniques: Lv.4 Professional Level 903 (5000/[-])]

【Emotion: I feel something in my heart】

"It's done!"

Gu Weijing looked at the sketch paper in his hand, clenched his fists, and muttered to himself.

……

Monday,

Gu Weijing walked through the corridors of the Dulwich College building with his textbooks.

Today is the day when the improvement class starts.

The original art classroom on the third floor of the school was allocated to Mrs. Sakai and her gifted class students.

The "ordinary" students like Gu Weijing who were not selected by the great artists need to go to the public studio in the teaching building on the north side.

The school's original sketch teacher will give unified guidance there.

"Hey, little thief, I've got you."

While walking, the sound of hard plastic wheels rubbing against the tiles on the floor came from behind.

Gu Weijing turned his head and saw a girl on a skateboard sliding towards him in the corridor of the teaching building.

The girl leaned sideways beside him, and the skateboard under her feet bounced like a spring, and she grabbed it in the air.

The long dark hair fell down, and the small metal-colored skulls on the earrings collided with each other, making a crisp sound like a bell.

It's Kou Kou.

thief?

"Skateboarding in the teaching building, will you be deducted conduct points?"

Gu Weijing looked at Kou Kou and said doubtfully.

"Hmph, do you see any disciplinary committee members around here?" Kou Kou rolled her eyes, holding the skateboard in her arms, leaning forward, looking up and down at Gu Weijing.

""The Little Prince"? Can't tell, Gu Weijing, you are quite fresh in your heart! This version is so strange..."

Kou Kou stared at the English title on the white cover of the book written by Gu Weijing.

Gu Weijing turned over the book in his hand.

This strangely bound book was handed over to him through the consultant named Dyson yesterday.

It looks strange because it is not an official publication, it looks like a product of a bootleg printing house, except for the title of "The Little Prince" on a plain white plain book cover.

To be precise, it is the internal version of the Scholastic Group's white text of the new version of "The Little Prince" translated by Mr. Hawke, the head of the Department of English Literature at Oxford University.

My own illustrations are for this book.

The Little Prince is not too long, the full text is about 30 words, but Mr. Sloth is not a ruthless manuscript reader.

It is also impossible to read it for yourself in one day.

They agreed on a time, and every night they would connect to read books for about an hour and a half for themselves, and Gu Weijing himself needed to read this fairy tale from time to time.

It doesn't matter if you read a book a hundred times, its meaning will be self-evident.

However, Gu Weijing still has to strive to be familiar with the overall story and some classic passages.

In the past two days, he has completed the character profiles of the three fairy-tale characters of the king, the rose and the drunkard.

In the virtual task bar, the number of line drawing sketches that meet the requirements of the feeling has also reached the number [8/20] after a weekend.

Gu Weijing is quite satisfied with the current task progress.

According to this speed, it is estimated that this week's task can be completed by eight or nine.

"Little thief?"

Gu Weijing changed the subject and looked at Kou Kou in doubt: "Why do you call me that?"

"Heh, my father said that if an ordinary person gets rich in a short period of time, there is a high probability that he is not following the right path."

Kou Kou stared into Gu Weijing's eyes like a seasoned police detective.

"Especially in a place like Myanmar."

Just when Gu Weijing thought that according to this momentum, she was going to take out a handcuff from somewhere around her waist in the next moment.

Kou Kou suddenly blinked playfully.

"Wow, a local tyrant with a hidden money! Let's be friends!"

Gu Weijing had to admit it.

There is indeed a reason why Kou Kou is so popular in school.

She has lively eyebrows, a cheerful personality, and a wealthy family but not domineering.

Although Kou Kou, who is a bit jealous of such a popular female classmate, would secretly mock her for her unrestrained style.

However, Gu Weijing has never had much ill feeling towards Kou Kou.

She is just cool.

So cool you never know what she's going to say next, such a funny girl.

"Koukou, our family just runs a small gallery."

Gu Weijing said helplessly.

"Can a small gallery afford a Bentley? Your car, converted into Myanmar currency, is enough to pay all the police officers in the entire Yangon Police Station a year's salary."

Koko tilted her head, as if she was looking at a humanoid dinosaur hiding beside her.

"After being a classmate for so many years, I realized that the real local tyrants are by my side! Compared with our low-key Young Master Gu, those rich boys in the school are simply inferior!"

She stuck out her tongue.

Bentley?

Gu Weijing thought for a while, and knew that Kou Kou had seen him get into the luxury car in the Yangon office of Schönbrunn Palace Office that Friday.

He felt that it was best not to explain too much about the matter.

Gu Weijing ignored Kou Kou's eager expression of "seeking gossip", and said softly, "You misunderstood, it was just a coincidence."

finished,

He turned around and walked into the classroom.

At this time, there was still less than half an hour before the start of the class. In the public studio, there were a few students sitting sporadically. The blond professor with a serious face was sitting behind the podium and was sorting out the lesson plans with a computer.

"Hey, isn't this the number one in grade!"

"The first grader can't even get into Professor Cruz's improvement class. Some people have been saying that he is helping Miss Sandenu with her homework. I'm afraid it's the other way around."

"Miss Sanderu is also worthy of him? The toad wants to eat swan meat. A romantic candlelight dinner between the boss and Miss Sanderu in a high-end restaurant is the income of their small gallery for a whole year .”

From the corner of the classroom, there was a burst of malicious laughter.

Gu Weijing turned his head and took a look, and found that it was Jerry's younger brothers in the school team.

The voices of these people's yin and yang were not very loud, but they were enough for him to hear.

As for the other students in the studio, although they had nothing to do with this matter, most of them were staring at me with the mood of watching a good show.

Gu Weijing shook his head inwardly.

He guessed that these people's taunting himself was probably specially arranged by Jerry.

The other party seemed to regard the fight for Mona's ownership as a fierce sports competition, and they did everything they could to beat themselves.

Now it is probably similar to the part of spamming opponents on the basketball court.

He was kind of funny.

Gu Weijing, who has already experienced many things, really has no interest in playing a game of jealousy and jealousy with these hormonal bastards.

He ignored them like a swarm of annoying flies, walked over to a chair in the corner of the church, and sat down.

Seeing Gu Weijing face their provocation, he seemed to be discouraged.

The sneer on the faces of these people was even heavier, and even a lot of melon eaters on one side joined their discussion with great interest.

"Silence! Let's chat out."

The noisy discussion in the classroom affected the professor behind the podium to prepare the teaching plan. He raised his hand and knocked on the table with his palm.

The chatter in the public studio suddenly fell silent.

Although it is definitely far worse than Mrs. Sakai, the teacher who can be assigned by Dulwich College International Secondary School to take the most important grade 13 students to prepare for the exam is also the most senior professor in the school.

Mr. Vatel is a German. The professor who came from this country with a great tradition of art not only has a good hand in sketching, but also inherited the old-fashioned character unique to the Germans.

Different from the lively character of those foreign teachers in the United States or Canada who laughed and scolded, this old gentleman who taught sketching was very strict.

Students are generally reluctant to do anything wrong with his courses.

Professor Vatel scanned the classroom with his eyes, and nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the students were all as obedient as quails.

His gaze finally fell on Gu Weijing who was in the corner, hesitated for a moment, and spoke.

"Mr. Gu, come over here."

Gu Weijing raised his head. In international schools, teachers always call students by their first names. It is very formal to call Mr. So-and-so or Ms. So-and-so.

It's usually not a good thing, usually you made a mistake, or used it in a very serious situation.

He put a bookmark on "The Little Prince" in his hand, put it in the desk drawer together with the textbook, and walked to the podium.

Professor Vatel stared at Gu Weijing for a moment, then sighed softly.

He was very impressed with this local boy. His painting level was originally one of the best in the class, and he has always been very serious and hardworking.

Professor Vatel had always liked the boy.

Not only because Gu Weijing draws better than his classmates, but also because he has a kind of dedication to art that is rarely seen in other peers.

Professor Vatel, who came from a developed art country and graduated from a well-known art academy, knows that it is not easy for art students in such a small Southeast Asian place.

Pity.

Professor Vatel didn't know why Mrs. Sakai didn't like Gu Weijing.

Maybe the great artist has her unique understanding of art?
"Gu Weijing, don't be discouraged, there are still a few months before the admissions meeting, and you still have a chance to get into a good university."

The professor was silent for a moment, then spoke softly.

"I saw your vacation homework, the realistic "Mercedes-Benz S220 Classic Car", the painting is not bad, the lines and colors are very good."

He was so loud that everyone in the professor could hear him.

Professor Vatel knew that this student was not selected by Mrs. Sakai, and he heard that he was dumped by his girlfriend. He should be in a bad mood now.

He was worried that Gu Wei would not be able to withstand the blow.

"Even if you don't have the chance to become Mrs. Sakai's student, there have been students in my improvement class in history who have successfully applied to Kwantlen Academy of Fine Arts or Zurich Academy of Fine Arts, which are ranked [-]th or [-]th in the world. It's not possible , you can also try the University of Rotterdam, which has a good relationship with our Dulwich College."

Professor Vettel's tone was a little complacent.

Dulwich College is a well-known international education group that opens private international secondary schools. In addition to Yangon, Dulwich College has branches in Bangkok, Cairo, London, Cape Town and other places.

Yangon is one of the few Dulwich schools with relatively backward educational resources. Not only will the school give him a corresponding bonus if he can bring out students who are admitted to the top [-] art schools in the world, but Professor Vatel himself is quite talented. sense of accomplishment.

While the tuition fees of private art colleges are high, it is also the result that speaks the most.

Like many high school teachers in Dongxia brought out the high bonuses in Zhuangyuan City, if there were students in his class who were admitted to the world's best art academies.

He'd even get a bonus equivalent to a full year's salary, and maybe a promotion to regional vice-principal or something.

Of course, Vettel himself would not have such outrageous expectations.

"Come on, although you are not as good as those students who have stepped on the ladder to the blue sky, but you have to work hard for yourself, Mr. Gu Weijing."

The teacher patted Gu Weijing on the shoulder.

(End of this chapter)