Almighty painter
Chapter 364 First Edition
Chapter 364 First Edition
"Kouko, have you secretly learned German? Didn't we take French classes together? I still remember the teacher said that your accent has a standard Parisian flavor, while I look like a yellow-haired girl from other provinces or North Africa."
The cheerleader next to him stuck out his tongue and sighed.
"It's old-fashioned, there are English-taught majors in German universities." Kou Kou looked at the mirror and tugged on a thin, dull hair, and responded casually, "You can also go and take a look, there is also a joint double degree. , go to college once and get two degree certificates, that’s a lot of money.”
"Coco is great. The interviewer from such a high-ranking university will definitely not hire me. If I had the right conditions, I would have applied to the Yale Art Department. Ivy League school, how nice it sounds. Dress yourself up beautifully every day Just collect news on campus and catch any potential nerd or future technology upstart, and you'll be done with it in this lifetime." A girl crossed her arms and thought to herself.
"Where. If I can pass the admission, the interviewer will definitely not focus on me."
Kou Kou clicked her little tiger teeth and complained in a very self-aware manner: "Why am I the best? If you want to be the best, it's my dad who is the best."
"What's the difference? They're not all the same."
The girls laughed and joked for a while.
“Did you just sing ‘Rock Mozart’?”
"When my mother and I traveled to Shanghai last year, it happened to coincide with Faza's Asian tour, and the scene was so lively." A girl complimented casually, "I didn't expect you to sing quite well, Kou Kou!"
"It sounds good! Sister, I have learned it professionally. Just now I had something in my mouth and my throat couldn't open. It will sound better if you sing it seriously."
Koko found a tissue, spit out the red bubble gum in her hand, and softly hummed the musical's theme song "Indulgent Life" twice.
really,
The breath really became a little brighter.
She struggled to learn various interests and hobbies, and became popular in 3 minutes.
There are not many songs that can be sung in musicals, but this melody has the exciting rock rhythm of modern changes without losing the solemn beauty of classical music.
It was true that she fell in love with it as soon as she heard it accidentally.
"It's a pity that Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts does not have a musical theater major."
“One of my bucket lists is to perform ‘Rock Mozart’ once.”
"Wearing a wig to play Mozart's first love Aloysia?"
"How is it possible? If I want to act, of course my sister will play Mozart himself. The scene where Mozart pouts and kisses all the beautiful ladies and handsome guys in the middle of the stage is so cool, it's legal to take advantage of. I like this plot so much .”
"Koko, shameless, you are really a female hooligan."
The girls laughed and joked.
"Actually, I prefer the sadder song "Rose" in the play. Pair it with a suitable fairy tale book and play this BGM to record a short video with a literary style. It's quite popular recently. It doesn't take much effort to create a short video on Tiktok. I got a lot of likes on my prostitution.”
Someone took out a book from the bag on the side.
Share the traffic password she has obtained.
Everyone turned their heads.
It was a very cute fairy tale book, with the title "The little Prince" and the publishing house logo of Scholastic on the side of the book.
On top of the book cover.
A little boy in formal clothes sat on the sand dune with his knees in his arms, looking at the stars and thinking about roses.
His facial features seemed to be shrouded in a light mist and were not very clear, but those clear eyes couldn't help but make all the girls present suddenly feel a slight movement in their hearts.
The background was inexplicably quiet for a moment.
"What about painting with a knife and painting?" A few seconds later, someone said.
Most of the girls present are art majors at Dulwich College.
There are still some knowledgeable people among them, who have revealed the painting method of fairy tale books.
"How can an oil painting knife be like this? This basic skill is too strong."
"Wow, I really want to learn how to draw with a knife."
"Don't you know this illustrator, Detective Cat, is quite famous in the past two months. There is a lot of news about her in the art news section. Some people also say that this set of "The Little Prince" seems to have a special effect on autistic children. , I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it’s said to be miraculous.”
"Oh, oh, oh, when I said that, I suddenly remembered that this detective cat is the female internet celebrity famous on Mr. Hyperion's channel. With illustrations worth ten dollars and Jane... Arnold's commissioned works were flat. He hit a hot spot and became famous instantly."
The cheerleaders were reminded by their peers and immediately remembered who the illustrator was.
Last month the detective cat was a hotly debated figure in the art press.
When they browsed their mobile phones, they had browsed some related news.
"The chairman of "Oil Painting" and Miss Irina almost got into a fight on the board of directors over her. Some media even called her the Banksy of the next era."
"Banks? The evaluation is so high. A graffiti illustration by Banks costs 80 to [-] euros. Detective Cat is not a little internet celebrity who has only been famous for two months."
"Little Internet celebrities have no ability to embarrass Oil Painting magazine."
"If I were her, I would definitely seize the opportunity and start a live broadcast of painting. With this opportunity, I might be able to attract hundreds of thousands of fans."
Someone is yearning for it.
"Wake up, sister, it's cliché. What people want is a sense of mystery. Besides, what if the painter is a fat aunt." The girl next to her said, and she became slightly lustful, "Well...she can Please ask me to be your face substitute for free."
"Smelly."
"..."
Kou Kou was fiddling with the hairstyle of her hair on one side.
She had been trying to keep her hair cool and stylish.
Naihe was ruthlessly suppressed by the student union and the Discipline Director using school rules.
This time, in the name of a group performance, I managed to perm my hair into Michael Jackson-style waves for my own benefit.
She was looking proudly in the mirror.
Hearing everyone's chattering, he turned his head curiously.
"What you have in your hand... is the new version of "The Little Prince". It's quite beautiful."
"Yes, it's beautiful, but it's really in demand."
The girl who originally picked up "The Little Prince" saw the captain's interest and immediately handed it over and said, "I spent a long time on the Internet before I managed to get a copy."
In Deweli, Koko is also one of the few girls with the best family conditions.
There can be something that Kou Kou doesn’t have.
The girl handed the book over, with a hint of casual bragging in her tone: "I hired a scalper to buy it for me. It's a little expensive. I might be stuck this week, but the number of likes is so high that my Tiktok live broadcast has been missing for a long time. Triple-digit audience.”
“Maybe it’s the first one in Yangon.”
"Really?"
Kou Kou's tone was a little confused.
"It can still be fake. Turn on your phone and see, the short video I posted last week has more than a thousand likes." The other party said enthusiastically.
"No, I'm not talking about TIktok... I mean, are you sure this is the first one in Yangon. I seem to have seen this book before."
Some memories came to Koko's mind.
"Did you see someone else's show online?" "No, it should be this book, a physical book. I saw it at a... friend's place."
Her green fingers touched the cover of "The Little Prince".
She looked a little unsure.
"How is it possible? This book has broken the historical sales record of fairy tale books. It is in short supply, and it is an English version. Amazon does not distribute the goods to Asia at all. With our normal channels, even if you want to buy it, You can’t buy it.”
The girl smiled and said: "The delivery location I filled in was a collection warehouse in the United States, and then it was mailed to my home. It should be the fastest channel. The expedited shipping cost alone would be as much as the cost of the book."
"But, I have definitely seen exactly the same one."
Kou Kou pursed her lips and opened the book.
At first, she was a little doubtful that she had misremembered, but as she rustled through the pages, her initial opinion was confirmed.
Not bad at all.
She definitely saw the existence of this book accidentally in Gu Weijing's schoolbag.
Such a beautiful painting and illustration book will be hard for art students to forget once they see it once.
"I have a friend who likes the book series "The Little Prince" very much. I saw this book from him about half a month ago, really."
She licked the corners of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue slid over the lip gloss, giving it a moist texture.
Kou Kou was still confused at that time.
After I discovered that Gu Weijing was reading Little Prince in class, I checked online and found that I had not seen any similar version of the book.
It turned out that it was a new book that had just been published.
"It's been more than half a month, so that's even more impossible. This book was released by the publisher in time for the Easter promotion."
The cheerleader girl thought that Koko thought that she had stolen the limelight, so she deliberately questioned herself.
She said a little unconvinced: "It wasn't even on the shelves in March. How can I get it... unless a thief got it from the printing factory."
Speaking of which.
The girl herself was amused by her point of view.
"Coco, if you like it, just tell me. Your birthday is next month, and I'll see if I can get another book as your birthday gift. In exchange, I'll lend you your big swimming pool to shoot the video. Oh. Such a big heart-shaped surf pool, so beautiful.”
Koko didn't answer.
She was still staring at the fairy tale book in her hand.
Kou Kou believed that the other party was not telling lies, and she was also very sure that her memory was correct.
Her eyes glanced at the first batch of first printing marks in March 2023 on the title page of the book. She recalled that during class break, she bumped into the strange white-covered "The Little Prince" single volume held by Gu Weijing. She recalled that A Bentley sedan that Gu Weijing boarded.
Koko blinked.
Interesting.
-
At this moment, on the other side of the campus.
Gu Weijing stepped into the path on the west side of the campus.
The land in Yangon is not valuable, and Dulwich College is the leading company among private international schools in the world.
The school covers a very large area.
There are various playgrounds, painting rooms, swimming pools, libraries, and campus water bars.
The publicity board is layered with posters for recruitment and exchange projects of different societies.The air-membrane tennis court is like an upside-down white dome, and the yellow green corridor is brightly painted, as if it were built with Lego bricks.
The teaching building in front of us is a quaint British-style building.
In the middle is a square, rectangular main body with carved columns, and on both sides are slightly taller auxiliary buildings. The entire building takes on the shape of the letter H.
Green artificial vines hang down from the khaki brick walls of the building, giving this school, which was actually founded only a few years ago in Yangon, the aura of a century-old prestigious school.
"It's here."
Gu Weijing glanced at the sign beside the building.
He spent his entire teenage years at Dulwich, but he only came to the school a few times in total. Maybe Mona had more opportunities to come here.
This is the office building for school staff and teachers.
The Canadian principal likes to be closer to the students and hang out during class breaks.
The principal's office is on the top floor of the main building where Gu Weijing and the others have classes.
The offices of professors in most other schools are still separated, creating a relatively private and quiet environment.
"I don't know if the professor is here."
Gu Weijing took the elevator to the third floor, found the room with [Oliviera Vatel] on the nameplate based on his vague impression, and pressed the doorbell.
"Hello, Professor Wattel."
After the doorbell rang three times, the office door was opened.
A head with neatly combed hair was exposed in the room.
Gu Weijing nodded and said hello to the teacher.
"Gu...Gu Weijing?"
The sketch teacher raised an eyebrow.
He didn't expect that a student would come to visit him at noon, and he couldn't hide his surprise.
"You are here...forget it, let's talk about it in the house first."
Professor Watter let Gu Weijing into the room and pointed to the small sofa placed against the wall next to him. "Would you like something to drink?"
Gu Weijing looked around at the office.
The offices of the teachers at Dulwich College are not small. Professor Wattel's room does not have the German rigor as rumored on the Internet. It looks a little messy, but it is also orderly.
Various large and small paintings are hung on the wall behind him. There is a computer on the table, and several drawing boards are leaning against the window.
There is also an LCD TV placed on the wall opposite the office. A football match is being played on the TV with mute. You can watch it from the formal jacket draped on the chair and the unopened Budweiser beer on the table.
When he knocked on the door.
The teacher was watching the football game during the lunch break.
"That won't work, Gu. Although there is no legal drinking age in Myanmar, you are still a student after all."
Wattel found himself secretly drinking in school and was caught by a student, feeling slightly embarrassed.
He turned off the TV, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it into the small refrigerator. He took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Gu Weijing, making a joke, "I hope you don't think this is a matter of character. In my hometown, drinking beer is the same as drinking beer." Just like drinking water, if you have a drink during your lunch break, you are not considered an alcoholic.”
"Of course. Teacher, I'm here to ask you questions to distract you."
Gu Weijing said straight to the point.
In the field of painting, drawing and watercolor are indistinguishable.
The teaching system at Dewey is also the same. The sketching and watercolor classes are all taught by Mr. Wattel.
(End of this chapter)
"Kouko, have you secretly learned German? Didn't we take French classes together? I still remember the teacher said that your accent has a standard Parisian flavor, while I look like a yellow-haired girl from other provinces or North Africa."
The cheerleader next to him stuck out his tongue and sighed.
"It's old-fashioned, there are English-taught majors in German universities." Kou Kou looked at the mirror and tugged on a thin, dull hair, and responded casually, "You can also go and take a look, there is also a joint double degree. , go to college once and get two degree certificates, that’s a lot of money.”
"Coco is great. The interviewer from such a high-ranking university will definitely not hire me. If I had the right conditions, I would have applied to the Yale Art Department. Ivy League school, how nice it sounds. Dress yourself up beautifully every day Just collect news on campus and catch any potential nerd or future technology upstart, and you'll be done with it in this lifetime." A girl crossed her arms and thought to herself.
"Where. If I can pass the admission, the interviewer will definitely not focus on me."
Kou Kou clicked her little tiger teeth and complained in a very self-aware manner: "Why am I the best? If you want to be the best, it's my dad who is the best."
"What's the difference? They're not all the same."
The girls laughed and joked for a while.
“Did you just sing ‘Rock Mozart’?”
"When my mother and I traveled to Shanghai last year, it happened to coincide with Faza's Asian tour, and the scene was so lively." A girl complimented casually, "I didn't expect you to sing quite well, Kou Kou!"
"It sounds good! Sister, I have learned it professionally. Just now I had something in my mouth and my throat couldn't open. It will sound better if you sing it seriously."
Koko found a tissue, spit out the red bubble gum in her hand, and softly hummed the musical's theme song "Indulgent Life" twice.
really,
The breath really became a little brighter.
She struggled to learn various interests and hobbies, and became popular in 3 minutes.
There are not many songs that can be sung in musicals, but this melody has the exciting rock rhythm of modern changes without losing the solemn beauty of classical music.
It was true that she fell in love with it as soon as she heard it accidentally.
"It's a pity that Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts does not have a musical theater major."
“One of my bucket lists is to perform ‘Rock Mozart’ once.”
"Wearing a wig to play Mozart's first love Aloysia?"
"How is it possible? If I want to act, of course my sister will play Mozart himself. The scene where Mozart pouts and kisses all the beautiful ladies and handsome guys in the middle of the stage is so cool, it's legal to take advantage of. I like this plot so much .”
"Koko, shameless, you are really a female hooligan."
The girls laughed and joked.
"Actually, I prefer the sadder song "Rose" in the play. Pair it with a suitable fairy tale book and play this BGM to record a short video with a literary style. It's quite popular recently. It doesn't take much effort to create a short video on Tiktok. I got a lot of likes on my prostitution.”
Someone took out a book from the bag on the side.
Share the traffic password she has obtained.
Everyone turned their heads.
It was a very cute fairy tale book, with the title "The little Prince" and the publishing house logo of Scholastic on the side of the book.
On top of the book cover.
A little boy in formal clothes sat on the sand dune with his knees in his arms, looking at the stars and thinking about roses.
His facial features seemed to be shrouded in a light mist and were not very clear, but those clear eyes couldn't help but make all the girls present suddenly feel a slight movement in their hearts.
The background was inexplicably quiet for a moment.
"What about painting with a knife and painting?" A few seconds later, someone said.
Most of the girls present are art majors at Dulwich College.
There are still some knowledgeable people among them, who have revealed the painting method of fairy tale books.
"How can an oil painting knife be like this? This basic skill is too strong."
"Wow, I really want to learn how to draw with a knife."
"Don't you know this illustrator, Detective Cat, is quite famous in the past two months. There is a lot of news about her in the art news section. Some people also say that this set of "The Little Prince" seems to have a special effect on autistic children. , I don’t know if it’s true or not, but it’s said to be miraculous.”
"Oh, oh, oh, when I said that, I suddenly remembered that this detective cat is the female internet celebrity famous on Mr. Hyperion's channel. With illustrations worth ten dollars and Jane... Arnold's commissioned works were flat. He hit a hot spot and became famous instantly."
The cheerleaders were reminded by their peers and immediately remembered who the illustrator was.
Last month the detective cat was a hotly debated figure in the art press.
When they browsed their mobile phones, they had browsed some related news.
"The chairman of "Oil Painting" and Miss Irina almost got into a fight on the board of directors over her. Some media even called her the Banksy of the next era."
"Banks? The evaluation is so high. A graffiti illustration by Banks costs 80 to [-] euros. Detective Cat is not a little internet celebrity who has only been famous for two months."
"Little Internet celebrities have no ability to embarrass Oil Painting magazine."
"If I were her, I would definitely seize the opportunity and start a live broadcast of painting. With this opportunity, I might be able to attract hundreds of thousands of fans."
Someone is yearning for it.
"Wake up, sister, it's cliché. What people want is a sense of mystery. Besides, what if the painter is a fat aunt." The girl next to her said, and she became slightly lustful, "Well...she can Please ask me to be your face substitute for free."
"Smelly."
"..."
Kou Kou was fiddling with the hairstyle of her hair on one side.
She had been trying to keep her hair cool and stylish.
Naihe was ruthlessly suppressed by the student union and the Discipline Director using school rules.
This time, in the name of a group performance, I managed to perm my hair into Michael Jackson-style waves for my own benefit.
She was looking proudly in the mirror.
Hearing everyone's chattering, he turned his head curiously.
"What you have in your hand... is the new version of "The Little Prince". It's quite beautiful."
"Yes, it's beautiful, but it's really in demand."
The girl who originally picked up "The Little Prince" saw the captain's interest and immediately handed it over and said, "I spent a long time on the Internet before I managed to get a copy."
In Deweli, Koko is also one of the few girls with the best family conditions.
There can be something that Kou Kou doesn’t have.
The girl handed the book over, with a hint of casual bragging in her tone: "I hired a scalper to buy it for me. It's a little expensive. I might be stuck this week, but the number of likes is so high that my Tiktok live broadcast has been missing for a long time. Triple-digit audience.”
“Maybe it’s the first one in Yangon.”
"Really?"
Kou Kou's tone was a little confused.
"It can still be fake. Turn on your phone and see, the short video I posted last week has more than a thousand likes." The other party said enthusiastically.
"No, I'm not talking about TIktok... I mean, are you sure this is the first one in Yangon. I seem to have seen this book before."
Some memories came to Koko's mind.
"Did you see someone else's show online?" "No, it should be this book, a physical book. I saw it at a... friend's place."
Her green fingers touched the cover of "The Little Prince".
She looked a little unsure.
"How is it possible? This book has broken the historical sales record of fairy tale books. It is in short supply, and it is an English version. Amazon does not distribute the goods to Asia at all. With our normal channels, even if you want to buy it, You can’t buy it.”
The girl smiled and said: "The delivery location I filled in was a collection warehouse in the United States, and then it was mailed to my home. It should be the fastest channel. The expedited shipping cost alone would be as much as the cost of the book."
"But, I have definitely seen exactly the same one."
Kou Kou pursed her lips and opened the book.
At first, she was a little doubtful that she had misremembered, but as she rustled through the pages, her initial opinion was confirmed.
Not bad at all.
She definitely saw the existence of this book accidentally in Gu Weijing's schoolbag.
Such a beautiful painting and illustration book will be hard for art students to forget once they see it once.
"I have a friend who likes the book series "The Little Prince" very much. I saw this book from him about half a month ago, really."
She licked the corners of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue slid over the lip gloss, giving it a moist texture.
Kou Kou was still confused at that time.
After I discovered that Gu Weijing was reading Little Prince in class, I checked online and found that I had not seen any similar version of the book.
It turned out that it was a new book that had just been published.
"It's been more than half a month, so that's even more impossible. This book was released by the publisher in time for the Easter promotion."
The cheerleader girl thought that Koko thought that she had stolen the limelight, so she deliberately questioned herself.
She said a little unconvinced: "It wasn't even on the shelves in March. How can I get it... unless a thief got it from the printing factory."
Speaking of which.
The girl herself was amused by her point of view.
"Coco, if you like it, just tell me. Your birthday is next month, and I'll see if I can get another book as your birthday gift. In exchange, I'll lend you your big swimming pool to shoot the video. Oh. Such a big heart-shaped surf pool, so beautiful.”
Koko didn't answer.
She was still staring at the fairy tale book in her hand.
Kou Kou believed that the other party was not telling lies, and she was also very sure that her memory was correct.
Her eyes glanced at the first batch of first printing marks in March 2023 on the title page of the book. She recalled that during class break, she bumped into the strange white-covered "The Little Prince" single volume held by Gu Weijing. She recalled that A Bentley sedan that Gu Weijing boarded.
Koko blinked.
Interesting.
-
At this moment, on the other side of the campus.
Gu Weijing stepped into the path on the west side of the campus.
The land in Yangon is not valuable, and Dulwich College is the leading company among private international schools in the world.
The school covers a very large area.
There are various playgrounds, painting rooms, swimming pools, libraries, and campus water bars.
The publicity board is layered with posters for recruitment and exchange projects of different societies.The air-membrane tennis court is like an upside-down white dome, and the yellow green corridor is brightly painted, as if it were built with Lego bricks.
The teaching building in front of us is a quaint British-style building.
In the middle is a square, rectangular main body with carved columns, and on both sides are slightly taller auxiliary buildings. The entire building takes on the shape of the letter H.
Green artificial vines hang down from the khaki brick walls of the building, giving this school, which was actually founded only a few years ago in Yangon, the aura of a century-old prestigious school.
"It's here."
Gu Weijing glanced at the sign beside the building.
He spent his entire teenage years at Dulwich, but he only came to the school a few times in total. Maybe Mona had more opportunities to come here.
This is the office building for school staff and teachers.
The Canadian principal likes to be closer to the students and hang out during class breaks.
The principal's office is on the top floor of the main building where Gu Weijing and the others have classes.
The offices of professors in most other schools are still separated, creating a relatively private and quiet environment.
"I don't know if the professor is here."
Gu Weijing took the elevator to the third floor, found the room with [Oliviera Vatel] on the nameplate based on his vague impression, and pressed the doorbell.
"Hello, Professor Wattel."
After the doorbell rang three times, the office door was opened.
A head with neatly combed hair was exposed in the room.
Gu Weijing nodded and said hello to the teacher.
"Gu...Gu Weijing?"
The sketch teacher raised an eyebrow.
He didn't expect that a student would come to visit him at noon, and he couldn't hide his surprise.
"You are here...forget it, let's talk about it in the house first."
Professor Watter let Gu Weijing into the room and pointed to the small sofa placed against the wall next to him. "Would you like something to drink?"
Gu Weijing looked around at the office.
The offices of the teachers at Dulwich College are not small. Professor Wattel's room does not have the German rigor as rumored on the Internet. It looks a little messy, but it is also orderly.
Various large and small paintings are hung on the wall behind him. There is a computer on the table, and several drawing boards are leaning against the window.
There is also an LCD TV placed on the wall opposite the office. A football match is being played on the TV with mute. You can watch it from the formal jacket draped on the chair and the unopened Budweiser beer on the table.
When he knocked on the door.
The teacher was watching the football game during the lunch break.
"That won't work, Gu. Although there is no legal drinking age in Myanmar, you are still a student after all."
Wattel found himself secretly drinking in school and was caught by a student, feeling slightly embarrassed.
He turned off the TV, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it into the small refrigerator. He took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Gu Weijing, making a joke, "I hope you don't think this is a matter of character. In my hometown, drinking beer is the same as drinking beer." Just like drinking water, if you have a drink during your lunch break, you are not considered an alcoholic.”
"Of course. Teacher, I'm here to ask you questions to distract you."
Gu Weijing said straight to the point.
In the field of painting, drawing and watercolor are indistinguishable.
The teaching system at Dewey is also the same. The sketching and watercolor classes are all taught by Mr. Wattel.
(End of this chapter)
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