Almighty painter

Chapter 442 Master First Level

Mona sat quietly in front of the computer screen for a while.

My mind is a little confused.

She was thinking about what Gu Lin had just said.

It wasn't that she couldn't find Gu Weijing.

Both of them attended the same school and would always bump into each other, but Gu Weijing deliberately avoided her, and there was almost no eye contact between the two parties.

Mona also didn't know.

How she should speak and what she should say.

She guessed some truths, but she didn't believe that the superior transfer student Sakai Katsuko would have any real feelings for Gu Weijing.

I heard that Japanese high school girls have a lot of fun.

As early as more than ten years ago, in the millennium newborn statistics, the proportion of children born out of wedlock was almost over 60%.

Why does society think that a young playboy with lots of money and a handsome girlfriend every day is a romantic boy?

Many open-minded Europeans feel that they are constantly changing partners, appreciating life, and searching for true love.

Well... who doesn't have double standards in their heart?

"Despite her young age, she looks quite innocent and compassionate. Maybe Miss Sakai is now in bed with the coalition forces of the four continents and ten countries. Some people are just too simple and easily deceived."

but.

And even win the blessing and support of your family.

This kind of thing happens everywhere in Europe or in youth hostels in Nepal, India, Thailand, and Mexico.

The mainstream love narrative in Asia is that one person lives for a lifetime. It's the kind that lives at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, in the Tomb of the Living Dead, and the Condor Heroes and Couples disappear from the world.

There are many travel experts, travel painters, and art students in Western universities who take a gap year (GAP YEAR) to travel and collect scenery.

It's all really, really normal.

It doesn't stop her from wanting to become good friends with the other person, and even cheering for the other person as a sister.

I wish one-third of them were trendy people who pursue open relationships.

It's normal enough that professional film critics on IMDB have begun to complain. It doesn't count as a youth campus movie if it doesn't involve a few bloody love triangles during summer camp or transfer.

There are many such people on Dulwich campus.

A few people fall asleep while playing, and suddenly feel that they have found the girl they love, and Mr. Right. They may suddenly settle down in Nepal, Kenya, Mexico, Australia, far away from the world, and settle down. Get married, have children, and never return to China.

Play wherever you go.

Under Ms. Sakai's conditions, there is nothing wrong with just having fun.

Change to the next youth hostel, then change to the next bed partner.

Mona said to herself in a mocking tone.

Is this a beautiful and rich young lady who picks boys to play with every day? Is she a bitch?

Go to a place, stay in a youth hostel, play truth or dare or an explicit game of kings, pick a girl or boy you like and visit two art museums together, visit a city, and write a phone call that neither party will make again. Numbers, or follow each other on Twitter, and then you can "separately look for the next journey that will make your heart throb."

(Note: The main character in the legendary American TV series "Friends" is a handsome and frustrated Italian actor. He is famous for being good at seducing girls, sleeping with girls all over New York, and running away the next morning. How you doing is Joey’s catchphrase is also the opening line of the most famous scumbag in the history of American TV series when he strikes up conversations with different girls.)

It's not just a one-night stand to vent your loneliness.

While transferring schools, going to various international summer camps, engaging in short-term relationships, having sex, and having children, even in North America or Japan, where the social atmosphere and relationships between men and women are actually far more conservative and restrained than Europeans.

One of their main forces is the painter who collects styles.

Just like Joey in "Friends" who "how you doing" every day, most American sitcoms almost certainly have a romantic character who often changes partners.

Sakai Katsuko, who hooked up with Gu Weijing after transferring to another school for only a hundred days, had no doubt that she was on this type of bus.

But Sakai Katsuko hooked up with Gu Weijing.

The love narrative in the hearts of many Europeans is that of wandering around the world and seeing fireworks in the world since they were born.

Traveling around the world, you have to be accompanied by a boy, otherwise you won't be able to sleep.

Mona will only think that the other person is very free and easy.

In a sense... "the world of mortals refines the heart"?

It's easy to get AIDS by accident.

Do not misunderstand.

If Miss Sakai caught the campus musicians who play jazz and saxophone, and the athletes who play basketball and football in the school.

This is how people live.

Mona's heart.

Miss Sandenou herself has no objection to "busing". She just thinks that it is stupid for those money-worshiping girls to give up long-term interests for short-term happiness.

We got together after only knowing each other for a few days, and there's a good chance she's also a sultry female Neptune.

The French are more playful.

She frantically entered the page margins on the screen, pressed Enter with her fingertips, and waited for the mouse to finish processing the small circle that appeared next to it.

It made her very annoying.

Every day, countless pairs of "lovers" meet, and countless pairs of "lovers" break up.

No matter whether Katsuko is a scumbag or not, a flirtatious female Neptune or not.

What does it have to do with her?

My vicious speculations here are just the wail of a defeated dog.

Gu Weijing didn't even answer her call, and seemed to be enjoying herself. Maybe she thought it was fun to be played by Katsuko Sakai.

She wants the other person to die.

Mona doesn't want to be the kind of mother-in-law who gossips in boys' ears. This is something that only Kou Kou would do.

She was just irritable, very irritable.

There is also an inexplicable discomfort.

It was like a low-temperature flame flowing and smoldering in her chest. Gu Lin's words echoed in her ears, pulling Mona's thoughts into pieces.

at last.

Mona couldn't do it anymore.

Miss Sandenou copied the unfinished documents into a USB flash drive and prepared to do it at night. She raised her wrist and looked at her watch.

It's getting late.

She put everything into her schoolbag, tidied her hair, turned off her phone and stood up.

"Mona, you are free recently..."

Someone tapped her on the shoulder.

It's Jerry.

When Gu Lin and Mona were chatting just now, he was sitting in the seat in the back row. The conversation between the two parties fell into their ears, and he listened to it quite happily.

"Jerry."

Mona stood still, looked at the tall boy, thought for a few seconds, and did not choose to walk away.

"You're looking for me? That's great. It just so happens that I also have something to say to you."

She waved to Jerry and pointed to the sofa and coffee table at the corner outside the corridor.

"Let's go there and talk, be quiet, just the two of us."

Jerry felt relieved and smiled happily.

"Okay."

"Thank you for being willing to add my name to the micro-movie. Let me repeat it again. I really appreciate it." Mona walked to the sofa without waiting.

She walked out of the information classroom and stopped when she reached a quiet and uninhabited place.

"It's okay-" Jerry just started.

Mona turned around.

The one who interrupted the other party continued calmly, "But gratitude has never been the basis of feelings. It is not the basis of love. It will not produce an intimate relationship between lovers, at least not between us. I have not mentioned this matter before. Let me express it clearly to you, you are not wrong, this is my problem."

"I'm very sorry."

"There are some people in the world who are very good to me. I have hurt some of them, and I regret it very much. I don't want to hurt you more. Treating me as an object of pursuit is not a good choice."

Jerry was stunned.

"If you want to ask about the portfolio, you can. I'm happy to help you. But I don't have time now. There are teaching materials behind the classroom, or you can send me an email."

Mona's tone was still calm.

"If you want to ask me for anything else, I don't have time now, nor will I have time in the future. I'm sorry, but I think I should speak clearly to respect you? What do you think?"

Jerry looked a little ugly.

He understood that Mona didn't call him out to create an ambiguous space between the two of them, but she just didn't want to embarrass him in public.

Jerry was frozen there.

Mona didn't really want to wait for the other party's reply.

After she finished speaking word by word, she turned around, put on her schoolbag, and walked out of the corridor without looking back.

Walk out of the information building.

Mona walked towards the school gate. When she passed the campus stadium, she suddenly stopped unexpectedly, turned her head and looked in the direction of the stadium.

"How about we go take a look? Recently... Miss Sakai is not here, and she and her mother seem to have gone somewhere else to play?"

She didn't know how the idea came to her.

She knew that it might not be good to go to someone else's girlfriend when they weren't around.

But she also knew it.

As soon as this idea was born, it had endless temptation for her.

Maybe...it's time to take the initiative and be brave.

Mona stared at the wooden street signs on campus and moved unconsciously in the direction leading to the small stadium.

"I just wanted to say sorry, and I was afraid he would get hurt."

Miss Sandnu made excuses in her mind.
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“您已运动2公里，当前配速每公里6分03秒，落后训练计划1分25秒……”

April and May are the tail end of Yangon’s hot season.

It’s not too sunny, but the temperature is still very high.

In the evening, there were not many people on the playground, and he was almost the only one on the track.

Gu Weijing exhaled slowly, adjusted his breathing and heart rate, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and continued to run.

His current priorities in life are a bit top-heavy.

The workload after dark is very heavy. After school, I often go to the small studio of the Good Luck Orphanage to make copies or prepare for art exhibitions. After returning home at night, I will deal with the work of the detective cat in the vest.

Voice calls with Mr. Sloth usually take place at midnight due to the time difference between the two parties.

On the contrary, during my time in school, apart from practicing watercolors, there was no other more important work.

So Gu Weijing deliberately adjusted his biological clock and canceled his morning exercises on the Yangon River embankment so that he could sleep a little longer.

The daily exercise time was changed from getting up in the morning to the time from finishing drawing in Professor Watter's office in the afternoon until dark.

I didn’t have much to do, so I could just go for a leisurely run.

There are locker rooms and shower rooms for students in the Dulwich gymnasium. After exercising, you can take a shower and go directly to the old church by car to start your busy work in the evening.

The runway is deserted.

Gu Weijing had Mr. Sloth's previous art podcasts playing in his headphones, and he opened the system panel at hand while running.

A light blue translucent light curtain appeared in front of me.

[Real World] The duration of today's quota on the skill bar has been exhausted and has become (06/1000 seconds).

The number on the task progress bar and the colored column changed to (1/5).

Gu Weijing randomly took out a semi-finished watercolor painting from the three watercolor frames on the wall that Professor Watter had been practicing for many years, but still couldn't master the last layer of shading.

I mixed the paint casually, and the painting was done directly after three strokes, five divisions and two divisions.

No surprises, no disturbances.

There is no challenge at all.

In the face of the perfect skill at full power, he could draw the subtle undulations of light and shadow and weathering mottled on the surface of the building that the sketch teacher had been studying for ten years with his book in hand.

He and Gu Weijing used two strokes of unwashed waste paint to create a hazy cloud.

Except there are more strokes to paint.

In terms of difficulty, there is no difference.

They are all light and calm, they are all easy to pick up, and they are all light and brainless.

Those delicate painting difficulties that make countless ordinary painters sigh in despair, pull out their hair in clumps, and make them bald.

After Gu Weijing activated his skills, he was not even qualified to struggle in front of his fingertip brush.

He knelt down without any sense of conquest.

Gu Weijing's paintings lacked a sufficient sense of accomplishment.

of course.

It’s just the painting process where countless painting techniques are falling from around me like flowers raining from the sky, allowing me to pick them up at will.

For an art student, it is quite fun to create and completely addictive.

It is slightly different from Gu Weijing's painted clouds.

Although it is also "color-enhancing".

This is because this time he blended the overall atmosphere of the work in the scroll more and used the skills for a longer time. In addition, Vatel is not an idiot. After all, he has been painting the same painting for ten years.

There are complex difficulties and barriers to painting. If you can't get over them, you just can't get over them.

however.

Except for the last layer of shading, the foundation of the entire painting is still good. Those line structures that do not require complicated techniques have been neatly sorted out by Wattel.

It's like an apprentice who has practiced knife skills for ten years. He has cut all the ingredients into shreds, sliced ​​them, fried them, marinated them, and boiled them.

The preprocessing is not bad.

Chef Gu Weijing, the god of food, has completed the last and most essential frying and seasoning, and the taste is not that bad.

The comprehensive watercolor level of this painting is not the L.6 professional level three of the "Clouds in the Sky", but the L.7 master level one that has been completely promoted.

There is only one level of difference, but it is a qualitative difference between the two classes of masters and professional painters.

Not to mention using it as a stepping stone to the Artists Association.

If off-site factors are not taken into consideration, the painting itself still has some shortcomings in the emotional field, and the technique is already qualified to try to win the gold medal in some first-tier and downstream biennales.

(End of this chapter)