Almighty painter

Chapter 182
Gu Weijing didn't know how surprised Ms. Sakai was at this time, he was in an immersive state of painting.

Only the scenery outside the window, the drawing board in front of me, and the paintbrush in my heart are in my mind.

Gu Weijing's brushwork is like flying,
Without the original as a reference, the angle of view of the building from the window of the concierge cabin is slightly different from that of Carroll when he shot the scene.

Coupled with the passage of time for 150 years, the weathering and glossiness of the stone on the surface of the old church have also undergone subtle changes.

If you have to use a ruler and a semicircle to measure a little bit, there are still some differences between Gu Weijing's old church shape and Carroll's old church shape.

If it is simply used——even the line and color point positions of the original work cannot be different, a one-to-one copy.

This condition is used as a standard of similarity for judgment.

This work may not even be as accurate as it was in Gu's Book Gallery, where he used a projector to illuminate "The Old Church" on his easel, and then carefully traced it with a pencil.

However, the restoration pursued by art copying has never required the copyer to completely copy the original work like a printer.

It is the consistency of the brushwork and the fit of the soul.

Gu Weijing's current painting, the expressiveness of the strokes and the richness of the colors, are much higher than before.

The improvement brought about by the experience value,
It can not only be used to express candlelight, but also has obvious progress in expressing the architectural structure of the church, the color and shadow of the wall.

For the first time in my life,

Gu Weijing felt the image of "The Old Church in a Thunderstorm" written by Carroll pouring out from the bottom of his heart. Various paints flowed freely from the tip of the pen, lingering with the canvas woven from flax fibers.

It feels so clear and real.

In the past, he was just a clumsy imitation like a toddler in Handan.

What I am doing now is to "print" the original painting from my soul with my heart.

This is an essential difference.

Three thousand experience points were poured like a waterfall, allowing Gu Weijing to finally pass the invisible threshold between "similar in shape" and "similar in spirit", and he seemed to be able to detect the gaze of the female painter from a distant time. .

Gu Weijing slightly modified a few strokes of dark clouds and lightning in thunderstorms, and the reflection effect on the white masonry structure on the surface of the church, perfecting the details until the copying was completed.

A prompt came from the virtual panel.

[Currently copying the painting - "The Old Church in a Thunderstorm" has been completed! 】

He heard the sound of the system.

[Similarity of copying this time: 59.6%, you have obtained an intermediate treasure chest of the system! 】

Gu Weijing gently wiped the light sweat off his forehead with his wrist.

He didn't rush to check the treasure chest.

Resonating with the spirit of the female painter's predecessor, he felt like sleepwalking after he stopped writing, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

Gu Weijing gently handed the paintbrush in his hand to Katsuko Sakai, who was stunned and silent, and walked out of the porter's hut.

After a little hesitation, he stepped into the rain in the yard.

It's like walking into the scenery under my own brush.

The rain is not cold, but slightly cool. The night covers the chimneys of the modern factories in the distance. The Lucky Orphanage seems to be frozen in the picture scroll. The island of time is a dream from the long nineteenth century that has not yet woken up. .

Gu Weijing squatted down gently, touched the rain-soaked ground with his fingers, and greeted the ghost who seemed to have come alive briefly under his brush.

"Hello, Miss Carroll."

"Hello, little painter of later generations." A cold female voice responded to Gu Weijing's greeting in the darkness.

Gu Weijing woke up from his trance,
It wasn't a hallucination, he actually heard someone responding.

He turned around in surprise, and found that Sakai Katsuko walked to Gu Weijing's side holding an umbrella.

The girl smiled playfully, tilted her head and said, "I saw the birth of a miracle, and I think Senior Carol must have seen it too, so I will answer you for her."

Sakai Katsuko tilted the umbrella to block the rainwater from the top of Gu Weijing's head, her eyes seemed to be amazed, revered, and loved.

……

"Shengzi has really grown up."

At this time, Mrs. Sakai was not in a good mood.

in contrast,

She was like any mother who found her sweet little padded jacket was worn away by other bastards, with a bit of mania and a bit of powerlessness.

Mrs. Sakai sat silently on the sofa in the hotel, with a bottle of white wine in the hotel cabinet on the coffee table beside her.

The bottle of white wine was opened, and some random news program was playing on the TV.

Mrs. Sakai is not in the mood to drink, let alone watch TV.

The blond lady just held the goblet in both hands, sniffing the liquid with her nose, diverting attention with the smell of ethanol and vanillin and the sound from the TV.

Only in this way can we suppress Mrs. Sakai's urge to rush out and catch Shengzi back.

She is anxious like the desperate housewives who worry about their children's education in TV dramas.

Mrs. Sakai did not sleep that deeply.

When Sakai Katsuko was doing makeup like a little hamster in the living room, she had already opened her eyes.

But Mrs. Sakai resisted the urge to scold and question her daughter. Watching Katsuko Sakai disappear in front of the hotel, she opened her mouth several times, but finally said nothing.

Mrs. Sakai is not the kind of parent who insists on treating her daughter like a prisoner.

Her restraint on Shengzi is only to hope that her daughter can have the best life.

She knows her daughter.

For a child like Shengzi who has always been very obedient and gentle, he really made up his mind and made up his mind, but it was even more difficult to pull him back.

When the family goes out to play with such things, the more disciplined they become, the more rebellious they become.

If she dared to lock Shengzi in the room, Shengzi would dare to escape from the balcony window outside.

So what if you really watched it?
Katsuko is almost an adult,
She can defend once or twice, but not three or four times.

Even if Mrs. Sakai really followed Katsuko's side 24 hours a day and took control of her daughter's feet, she would definitely not be happy.

When the time comes to quarrel, the mother-daughter relationship is prone to problems.

Why bother?
Mrs. Sakai was also young, and she was also a person who came from the time when she was a little girl.

When I was little,
Your parents are your whole world, but one day, your good daughter will fall in love with other boys, and your mother will no longer be her closest person.

She no longer listens to you, she will be fascinated by that bastard boy, miss him, be happy for him, and cry for him.

He will easily take your place in your precious daughter's heart.

Especially when a young girl falls in love with someone for the first time, that person is everything to her.

Even though Mrs. Sakai had such mental preparations, she was still very upset.

"Cabrón (bad boy)."

She gritted her teeth and uttered an unseemly swear word in Spanish.

"Hey?"

Mrs. Sakai took out her cell phone and dialed Komatsu Taro's cell phone.

"aunt?"

After a long time, Komatsu Taro's voice rang on the other end of the phone, and the other party's voice sounded muffled.

"Is Shengzi with you?" Mrs. Sakai asked patiently.

"Isn't Shengzi in the hotel?" Xiao Song's tone was more surprised than Mrs. Sakai's.

"Oh, it's okay, I just saw the text message from Shengzi, she went to the hotel's gym for a run..." Mrs. Sakai made up an excuse in a calm tone, and hung up the phone after a few perfunctory sentences.

Unbelievable guy, what kind of bullshit is this?

Even if he was given a chance, he couldn't catch the girl's heart, Mrs. Sakai complained helplessly in her heart.

She didn't have much hope at all.
If Taro Komatsu had the ability to secretly ask Katsuko out for a date at night, Mrs. Sakai would not have to worry so much.

well,

Can be determined.

As expected, the daughter was abducted by that bastard Gu Weijing, no wonder she was still in the mood to put on makeup in front of the door.

Mrs. Sakai cursed Taro Komatsu in her heart as a waste.

She walked around the suite a few times, then walked into her daughter's bedroom, and finally found a note on the small refrigerator in the bedroom where the hotel room attendant puts Perrier water every day.

【Mom, don't worry, I went to the Lucky Orphanage to draw with Gu Weijing, sorry, don't be angry with me!!!】

Mrs. Sakai looked at the post-it note on the refrigerator and the pitiful smiling face that Katsuko had drawn on the note. Her expression changed a few times, but she still couldn't get angry with her daughter.

In the end, she just gritted her teeth, clenched the note into a ball in her hand, and sighed bitterly: "Little bastard, you'd better treat my daughter better."

……

Sakai Katsuko and Gu Weijing sat on the bench under the eaves of the orphanage, watching the rain.

The rain of lightning, thunder and thunder finally seemed to be getting smaller.

From the silver line connecting the sky to the ground, it slowly turned into a drizzle of rain, and the water droplets dripped along the eaves.

"Sister, do you learn to paint like your brother?"

As usual, Miss Jasmine was very clingy to Gu Weijing, and when she saw that he was finally not busy, she ran over like a follower.

But this time,
The curiosity of little girl Jasmine was more focused on this beautiful sister in red dress who seemed to have a close relationship with Gu Weijing, and she moved to Miss Shengzi's side, asking questions.

"Well, we all study art." Sakai Katsuko replied softly.

"I also want to learn art. The auntie dean said that painting can only be learned by the rich. It is all hype. The more you don't understand, the more expensive it is. We children will not be able to rely on paintbrushes to support ourselves in the future."

Jasmine's tone couldn't tell whether it was yearning or regret.

"That's not the case. Classical painting emphasizes technique, modern art emphasizes form, and avant-garde art emphasizes concept... As long as you master the appropriate method, each painting has its own way of appreciating each painting. The painting that no one can understand must be Failed painting."

Katsuko Sakai was using a small nail clipper to trim Jasmine's fingers.

While holding the child's slender hands, she explained earnestly: "Learning art is to exercise everyone's ability to appreciate beauty. It is a kind of cultivation. It doesn't have to be a career, but if you have a keen ability to capture beauty. No matter who you are, whether your situation is good or bad, poor or rich, your life will probably be happier and richer.”

Sakai Katsuko smiled and stroked the little girl's forehead with her thumb, and said softly: "For example, I think your eyes are very beautiful, which is very artistic."

She pointed to the sky again.

"The current rainy night is also very artistic. Your brother Gu and I enjoyed watching it. These are artistic beauties that don't cost any money to appreciate."

"Knowing how to appreciate beauty can make a beggar live a noble life. If you only regard paintings as transaction money figures in the auction house, even if you own an entire art gallery full of famous paintings, you are just a slave to wealth."

Gu Weijing looked sideways at the two people who were talking.

Because of Uncle Alai, Miss Jasmine's English is pretty good, but he wasn't sure if the other party could understand Miss Sakai's slightly advanced words.

Jasmine followed Sister Sakai's hand, looking at the night sky in a trance.

"Are you here today to paint such a rainy night?" She asked softly.

"Yes, if you want to draw, I can teach you in the future." Sakai Katsuko said with a smile.

In fact, she only painted more than half of her own "Old Church in a Thunderstorm", and spent the rest of her time watching Gu Weijing's paintings, and did not complete the copying.

In fact, the moment Gu Weijing finished copying works, Katsuko Sakai no longer wanted to copy tonight.

For a night like this, seeing such a great work is enough.

Gu Weijing's copying works are definitely not great, and it is only because of his age that he is amazing.

Sakai Katsuko has seen too many famous artists who can kill Gu Weijing without leaving any scum left.

Purely from a technical point of view,
This facsimile painting was taken to participate in the serious art exhibition of master master Ruyun, whether it can be shortlisted or not is in doubt.

And for any serious art exhibition, originality is almost the most basic requirement, and copying is cheating just like plagiarism.

No matter how good the imitation painting is, it is meaningless, just like the tens of thousands of "Starry Night" produced in the oil painting village every year, it is also meaningless from the perspective of art selection.

Even so, Sakai Katsuko still feels that this is a great enough work.

She witnessed Gu Weijing's almost miraculous progress under impossible circumstances, which made Sakai Katsuko really feel that it was Carroll's soul that came from the dust and smoke of history and attached to the other party's body.

in contemplation,

She cut her nails a little deeper, which may have hurt Jasmine a little.

The little girl withdrew her hand like lightning, and said apologetically in a scared tone: "Sister, be careful not to infect you with the wound."

Sakai Katsuko shook her head with a smile, and patted Jasmine's little head.

"It's okay, you are just like a normal person in my eyes, let me see if it's broken."

It's too late now, normally there won't be volunteers coming to the orphanage to help,

Therefore, Jasmine didn't wear a special red ribbon to distinguish her identity, but Sakai Katsuko heard Gu Weijing roughly talk about the situation of this poor little girl.

It is no longer the 80s when AIDS patients were panicked like leprosy.

There are indeed some bad people in the world who try their best to transmit the virus to others after they get AIDS, but the infectivity of the virus under normal drug control is very low.

Being with an internationally renowned artist like Professor Kazusei Sakai means participating in various charitable activities. Katsuko Sakai has also been in contact with AIDS patients.

For such a well-behaved little girl, Sakai Katsuko only felt pity in her heart.

"Sister, you are so kind." Jasmine said softly, "You are as good as brother Gu Weijing—"

The child hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively asked the most curious question in her mind, "Are you his girlfriend?"

Sakai Katsuko turned his head to look at the boy beside him.

At this moment, the last ray of rain stopped, and the silver moonlight broke through the dark clouds and fell from the sky, still falling on the two of them.

Like some wonderful religious revelation,
Sakai Katsuko sniffled lightly, took Gu Weijing's hand, rested her head on the other's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Yes, Jasmine, he is my lover."

(End of this chapter)