Almighty painter

Chapter 405 The opening of the annual meeting

Anna thought of many possibilities.

The good and the bad.

She was mentally prepared to withstand ridicule, and she also looked forward to receiving relief and encouragement.

What kind of result.

She can accept it calmly.

Only this sentence was not on the long list of possible replies in her mind.

It’s one of Mom’s walnut tarts that’s not on the restaurant menu, a rare treasure that will never appear on an auction list.

So Anna cried instantly.

For many years.

Time is like water, and people are like the sea.

She sat alone on a high throne, watching the vast tide flowing past her in solitude, as if she were sitting in an old-fashioned cinema watching a black and white silent film playing.

Everyone is lifeless, pale and colorless, like a puppet playing a specific role on a stage.

including herself.

The proud and noble Miss Irina, the elegant and beautiful Miss Irina, the powerful and calm Miss Irina... She and the wily Sir Brown, the flashy prodigal Cousin Oller, the loyal Mr. Butler... all of these... The characters are the same, all on that side of the black and white screen.

As for the sentimental little girl holding the little prince and the doll, she does not belong to that world.

in that world.

No one treats her as a person who needs pity, and she cannot be one who needs pity.

So she could only shut herself in the corner of the theater, in the deepest part of her soul, and watch the joys, sorrows, and joys happening on the screen weakly amidst the rustling sound of the projector film.

There used to be other people in this theater.

She used to have her parents sitting next to her, but her parents were gone when she was very young.

Also sitting was my aunt.

After my aunt passed away a few years ago, there was only a little girl sitting in front of the screen with three crosses in the cemetery, day after day, year after year.

If there is anything else that can barely be considered alive, it might just be August.

August's lifespan is almost fifty years old in human terms.

A very old dog.

Anna took August with her every day, bathed him, brushed him, and assigned him a specialized pet doctor.

She was so scared, so scared, so scared that August would leave her one day.

Then she was really the only one left in this world walking through the deserted space of black and white and silence, without even a companion to feed her popcorn.

Every day, every hour, every moment.

There were bright and erotic smiling faces on the screen, telling Miss Elena wearing a gauze crown that she wanted to love her, want to get her, and wanted to kiss her hand.

When she thought the same plot would repeat itself endlessly.

until one day.

Suddenly, no one looked at the high-ranking head of the Irina family.

Instead, she turned her head, looked through the movie curtain, and said softly: "Poor, I want to hug you."

In an instant.

She successfully crossed the barrier of the curtain, walked into the barrier of the theater, and took the little girl into her arms.

This is the encounter of two colorful figures in a black and white world.

Chance and fate intersect the warm embrace of the two dimensions in Elena's heart.

Therefore, the little girl who lived in Miss Elena's heart rushed over without any scruples and threw herself into this embrace that spanned time and space.

Cry loudly.

Ana, who was holding the phone, was smiling.

She lightly covered her mouth with the back of her hand, pursed her lips and smiled, smiling freely and elegantly, bending down slightly.

A tear rolled down his cheek.

The drops from her smooth chin fell onto the carpet, like the first melting spring water in early spring flowing through the white snow of the Austrian mountains.

August sniffed the tears on the carpet.

It put its front paws on Anna's chair, stretched out its big head, barked in a panic, and licked its owner's forehead with its tongue.

"I am fine."

Anna patted August's nose and shook her head slightly, indicating that nothing happened to her and she was just happy.

"Ok?"

She didn't want Detective Cat to hear anything unusual in her tone.

So I just made a slightly charming nasal voice into the phone and asked the other party to continue talking.

"She is very pitiful. You are right. She must be very scared in her heart. She is afraid of doing nothing, but also afraid of doing something wrong, and is helpless. I understand this feeling, and I have had the same feeling. .”

Gu Weijing's tone was sympathetic.

He heard the young heir in Mr. Sloth's words, and seemed to see himself crying by the lake a few weeks ago.

"Mr. Sloth, do you know?"

"A friend told me that no matter how much the world changes, you must be serious about being a painter. Success and fame are enough, and you are a serious painter. No one cares about your failure, and you are also a serious painter. Do your own thing well and find the best job. Be your own anchor. The tide ebbs and flows, and you remain calm."

"And no matter what the outcome, she will be by my side. This is the most touching expression I have ever heard."

Gu Wei Jing omitted the part about yoga and meditation.

Try your best to explain to Mr. Sloth what Miss Katsuko meant.

"Heart anchor?"

Anna wiped her face and whispered the statement in her mind.

"Mr. Sloth, you just said that what my nephew needs to understand most is not to make a choice, but to know what is the most important thing to him."

"I think it's exactly the same situation for your friend, isn't it?"

As a sensitive personality owner who had just experienced a similar situation, Gu Weijing became eloquent when he started talking about it.

"She needs to understand what she wants and be herself. If she succeeds, she will be herself. If she fails, she will still be herself."

"Whether she makes the right choice or not, she is at least moving towards what she wants. So she has no regrets and no fear. That is her anchor..."

He kept talking for several minutes.

After taking a breath, he took a sip of water.

"This is the truth. It may seem a bit feeble to say it in vain, but as long as I am willing to think about it carefully, I will feel much better every time I feel hesitant."

Gu Weijing nodded firmly.

"You asked me if I was convinced that I would be successful when I drew illustrations for ten dollars? Of course not. No one can foresee success the moment they pick up the brush. At least that's not me. I definitely don't have such a strong and determined mind. Internally." He smiled, "But I think that the moment I pick up the paintbrush, I can decide to be myself. Paint for the people I love. That way I won't be afraid."

Anna remained silent.

She sat in a wheelchair and listened quietly with a gentle expression.

In the adult world, no one can convince others to make a major decision to change their destiny with just a few words.

Not the liar lecturers who preach about success on the podium, nor Dr. King, the psychology expert from New Zealand who earns $1,000 an hour.

Gu Weijing...actually he doesn't have this ability.

But Anna never needed to be persuaded by others to make a decision.

The real decision had already been made in her heart.

All she needs is a little courage, a ray of sunshine, a little inspiration.

All she needed was a shared breath and a warm hug.

She just needs to wait for the person who can bring her strong comfort and psychological support, and hold her in his arms.

If Anna's aunt was still alive, of course she would be a more suitable candidate to open her arms.

A sensitive and fragile person like Gu Weijing would not have been able to give such strong faith and support.

But after that magical couple's trip, he became qualified.

More than any big shot Anna knew would qualify.

In fact, the faith and support did not come from Gu Weijing, or even Miss Sakai. Tracing back to the source, it should be Mrs. Sakai.

The man left behind his Mercedes-Benz car and his luxurious life, and followed his husband to Asia to work hard without any hesitation.

Running towards an unknown destiny without even frowning.

A Latin girl who never regrets even if she jumps off the building after making a decision.

You could say she was mean, you could say she had a poisonous tongue, you could say she was an "old fairy" who was difficult to get along with.

But Mrs. Sakai is really a mentally strong and determined person.

She is a successful strong woman who can throw away everything without caring and single-handedly "train and pull" Uncle Sakai from the bottom to the top.

one in ten thousand.

Even Elena's wise and knowledgeable aunt would not have had such a precious and bumpy life experience, because like Anna, she had also been a wealthy woman with a lot of gold and jade all her life.

twenty years ago.

The blond aunt's sharp slap on Uncle Sakai's face brewed and reverberated in the long river of time, turning into a long and affectionate kiss in the botanical garden, and then into a hug across time and space in the virtual radio wave, hugging Anna In the heart of the lady.

Right now,

There are still echoes.

"I don't know if these words will be useful, but there are only so many I can think of. I don't dare to express any opinions on the inheritance of such a large family property..."

The cat lady, who was full of sympathy due to her sense of substitution, became shy again after expressing her personal opinions passionately.

After all, it’s a $1200 million deal.

"Useful. Be brave and be yourself, full of philosophical advice. Thank you, I will convey your words to the other party."

Anna gently interrupted Detective Cat.

It must be very useful.

I promise you that.

Is there ever a moment when you feel that when you are held in someone's arms, you will have endless courage to fight against the whole world?

Anna had an irresistible impulse and wanted to ask Ms. Cat whether she would stay with her no matter what the outcome was.

She just opened her mouth several times.

Neither of them knew what position they should take to say these somewhat ambiguous words. In the end, they could only regretfully say goodbye to each other and hang up the phone.

Anna put the phone back aside.

Pushing open the bedroom window, I picked up the rose flower arrangement inserted in a pottery jar made by Picasso in 1965 on the table, threw it from the window one by one, and watched it dissipate freely in the fields of the manor with the wind. among.

"I'm going to do something big the day after tomorrow."

The girl turned her head, looked at August lying beside her, and smiled silently, "To be myself, and for Detective Cat."

Ana gathered her emotions and pressed the inquiry bell at the table.

After the well-dressed housekeeper knocked on the door, she ordered: "Call Mr. Valita and tell him that I need to cancel the visit appointment tomorrow morning and express my apology to him."

"Okay, I will call His Majesty Valita's office. Considering that we will be preparing to have dinner with the President at sunset, plus the driving time, tomorrow's schedule is really too busy." The butler bowed. Take orders.

Their Majesty Valita is not the monarch of any European country, but the abbot of Melk Monastery.

The archbishop of this area can officially be called His Majesty.

In the electorate system in German history next door, the two voting princes were the archbishops of each generation of a specific diocese.

The Archbishop is also the only person in Austria today who can be addressed as Your Majesty in public without breaking the law.

of course.

Even if the aristocracy no longer exists, in Melk Abbey or when exchanging letters with aristocratic families in the Commonwealth countries, to show respect, Anna herself will often follow the ancient etiquette and add the title of Her Royal Highness.

Anna shook her head.

It's not a matter of time.

It is the tradition of Elena's family that when making a major decision, she should go to Melk Abbey to face Athena driving the lion chariot under the dome, and think carefully before making a decision.

This is probably some kind of psychological suggestion habit.

She canceled her plan to go to Melk Abbey, but it was not because she was tired from the journey and her time was tight.

But Anna no longer needs the goddess Athena on the chariot to give her inspiration and courage. She has her own soul to rely on.

Detective cat sister.

Just like that popular saying.

For you,

Thousands of times.

She waited for the housekeeper to leave the study, then took out her mobile phone, found a name from the contact list, and clicked to call.

Just a few seconds to wait.

The call was answered immediately.

"Miss Elena, good afternoon!" A respectful and polite voice came from the phone.

"Reporter Ron William of The Economic Review, I have a big news to announce at the annual meeting. You may want to write a press release in advance——"
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Forty hours later.

Sunday morning.

The ancient castle and bell tower are bathed in the rising sun, and in sharp contrast is the weird building in the city center.

The huge blue new art center with a specific curvature arc on its surface gives people an unreal sci-fi feel.

The locals affectionately call it "friendly alien" or "heterosexual bug".

for this era.

It's too new and the city's buildings are too old.

So it itself is like a magnificent plastic art covering an area of ​​1.688 square meters, like a huge spaceship parked among the surrounding medieval red brick buildings.

Two dislocated time and spaces collide with each other, giving it a strange space opera feel.

At this time, tourists had already formed a long queue in front of the art museum.

A continuous stream of taxis and Ubers passed by the drop-off point, braking and accelerating, and their taillights formed a continuous neon strip.

William, who had barely slept all night, had just been miming for a while in the car.

When he opened the car door, stretched and got out of the car, he saw exactly this noisy scene of busy traffic.

　I'll take a day off tomorrow.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)