Almighty painter

Chapter 483 Competition
"Then let's go pack our things. We'll find a B&B today. After we find a suitable rental house in two days, we'll move there. Remember to take your clothes, bedding, and the roll of glass silk rope on the balcony, which can be used as a simple drying house. Clothes rack. I have the impression that there is a women's bicycle in the warehouse. It must have been left by the previous owner. I will see if it can still be used. "

Seeing that her aunt had stopped crying, Koko quietly arranged the next steps.

The woman nodded.

She slowly stood up and walked out the door. When she reached the door, she hesitated and stopped again.

"What's the matter, Auntie?" Kou Kou asked.

"By the way...at home, the nannies, drivers, chefs, etc. all got together and made a fuss about asking us to pay this month's salary."

A local official's wife like her is not a land mine owner's wife in the mountains.

I don't really like withdrawing money.

shameful.

She only needs to dress nicely, watch movies and drink coffee, go to Singapore or Thailand for travel, and send her credit card bill to a dedicated assistant every month, and her husband will usually pay it.

There were only a few small bracelets with jade beads left on the table.

Koko stretched out a finger and interrupted her stepmother's complaint.

At this moment, the woman was obviously embarrassed to be forced to ask for money by her original servant.

"No, Auntie, please go out for a run."

The aunt next to me glanced at the chains on the table, with a look of disappointment in her eyes.

Talking about stones, it’s almost the same.

The aunt asked with the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

She did not put the bracelets back into the box, but carefully put them into her pocket.

An angry expression appeared on the aunt's face, and she whispered angrily, "We used to be so good to them, but now when something happens to our family, we start yelling and yelling. Tell me, these years -"

Miss Koko shook her head.

It's half a necessity.

She couldn't do anything, which made people laugh and poke their spines.

Koko took out an old wooden paint box from her bag, put it on the desk and poured it out.

Kou Kou smiled in her heart.

"No, it's worthless."

"That's it. Just take care of it as I said."

The texture of these jade beads is not very good, and the jade color is very mixed.

"sorry."

"They are all white-eyed wolves."

I guess it was the kind given to me by other boys when we were playing house in kindergarten.

The girls always explained to their stepmother the origins of the trinkets they had accumulated since childhood and how they should be disposed of them.

Speaking of gems...it can barely be considered a gem.

"Give."

She put the iPhone 14 with a cracked screen in her pocket into the box, and then took out her tablet from her backpack and put it aside as well.

She definitely didn't buy this kind of chain for Kou Kou.

"This is probably... not the work of a foreign designer, right? Do you have a certificate?" I found that my daughter spent more time staring at these bracelets than the previous rare gadgets that were hundreds or thousands of dollars in size.

Judging from the girth, they should be worn by children around ten years old.

Kou Kou stood up and took a hiking bag from the study door.

She seemed to have packed her room.

She picked up her schoolbag, turned and walked out of the room.

It's like the old man's stall on the street selling it for 2 dollars a bunch. Buy it fresh and play with it.

At last.

"I looked around and found that these things should be worth some money. These rose gold and silver ones should be sold well. For jade jewelry, you need to find a jade shop. These winged cartoon jewelry are Disney's colorful treasures, each of them is It costs more than two hundred dollars, but you must remember to go to the specialized jewelry pawn shop on Diplomat Avenue, otherwise, people will bully you and lower the price too hard. This Montblanc pen is also quite expensive, but I broke the nib. It’s broken, there…”

She said calmly: "I should give it to them. How much money did they earn just a month ago? It's just a few hundred dollars of hard-earned money. Why should we ask them to live and die with us and share weal and woe? It's just that our family is a little short of money recently. Dad still has activities to do, we have to move, and we have to find a house to rent. If you ask if you can pay after a while, it is a favor if you are willing to give it a few days, and it is a duty if you are not willing to give it... Forget it, I will do this myself. Go ahead and say it.”

It's full of little jingling little jewelry.

Koko thought for a while.

Mobile phones don’t matter, but in fact, for many art students, IPAD is not an entertainment device, but a productivity tool.

Hardly even asking why.

The wrists of these bracelets are very slender, and each red rope has been cut. The longest one is only about size 12.

If you want to buy it for more than ten dollars, others will laugh at you like you are a big injustice.

However, she was never a good student anyway.

When Miss Koko was about to walk out of the room.

Dan Minming, who had been staring at the floor dejectedly since he was scolded by the girl, as if he had lost his soul, suddenly spoke.

His voice was small.

But the room was very quiet.

So the three people present heard it clearly.

"I'm sorry, Kou Kou. I also regret it. Dad is really an incompetent person."

The middle-aged man stared at his toes and said in a sleepy tone.

No one knows.

Is the police officer apologizing for the slap he just slapped his daughter in the face, or is he apologizing for not being able to provide his daughter with a life that will allow her to be happy and pursue her dreams?

"Do not be silly."

Kou Kou stopped, turned sideways, and looked at her lost father.

"I love you."

She didn't say it was okay.

But I love you.

Even though you used to be old-fashioned and stubborn, you kept a straight face all day long and married a vixen as your stepmother, which made me very unhappy.

But I still love you.

I love you.

So even if you are incompetent and fragile, you still hit your daughter when you are angry.

But there's still no need to say sorry.

"When I was a child, I didn't have an iPhone, these buling buling bracelets, my father who was a high-ranking official, and there were no coconut trees on the beach. Aren't we still living very tenaciously?"

Kou Kou turned around and strode out of the room.

That afternoon.

One by one, Kou Kou ordered the family to pack the remaining things, dismissed the servants and drivers, and contacted a cheap B&B where they would stay.

She looked calm and logical, as if she was arranging a relaxing late spring trip. Even the air in Yangon is very humid during the rainy season, so we need to bring a clothesline to dry the quilt frequently.

The nanny and aunt at home never thought that the master's family had no worries about food and clothing over the years, he was taken care of, and he even seemed to have a carefree personality.

There is such a delicate side to her character.

Kou Kou lived the life of a wealthy lady for many years.

But as the peaceful life of a wealthy princess was shattered.

The swarthy little girl who grew up with her crazy mother when she was little, and couldn't tell whether her mother took care of her or she took care of her mother, emerged from her heart again.

Just like Kou Kou told her father.

She once had nothing.

Still living very tenaciously.

Miss Koko took care of everything in an orderly manner until night when she was carrying her schoolbag and dragging her suitcase. The father pushed the exhausted bicycle, and the family walked out of their original home carrying large and small bags.

The moment the door of the house behind her closed to her permanently.

Koko also shed a tear,
None flowed.
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Berlin, Germany.

The blue dome of the palace on the island in the middle of the lake was shrouded in sunlight that was neither bright nor hazy.

This unique feeling of faint dust and smoke floating under the blue sky makes the entire palace complex look like a piece of old sapphire, or a watercolor painting that has been dyed layer by layer with a master's skillful brushstrokes without appearing dirty.

Just like what Gu Weijing once painted on the other side of the Eurasian continent thousands of kilometers away.

Museum Island——

The table in the workshop of Dulwich sketch teacher Vattel has been placed as the location for ten years of picturesque landscape photos. It is the pride of the Prussian people and Berlin is second only to the Brandenburg Gate in the hearts of the German nation. representative buildings.

This afternoon, the road was briefly closed.

In order to cater to the strong growth in market turnover in the Greater China market in the past few fiscal years, Hannah, a local fashion brand in Berlin, designed a series of creative clothing with a theme of concentrated oriental traditional ink painting elements at this year's spring fashion week.

among them.

The men's clothing is named "Shan (Mountain) Series" and the women's clothing is named "Shui (Water) Series".

Although Hannah's label is far from being a first-line brand, it is one of the many emerging creative brands that have emerged in the trend of young fashion brands that have emerged in recent years.

However, the board of directors has high hopes for their new clothing product line. They hope that in the increasingly homogeneous fashion market with fierce competition between France and France, they can rely on unique oriental aesthetic design to take a differentiated route and determine their own cultural cross-border brand style. .

to this end.

They did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to book the white marble covered bridge on the side of Museum Island for a whole day, and invited Cui Xuanyou, a Chinese art master living in Berlin, to jointly plan the media advertising shooting day, which will be the most important day of the year. Pound publicity activities.

There are photography helicopters flying in the sky.

"Vogue" Germany, "Elle", "032c"...these relatively influential fashion magazines or art independent magazines in Berlin also sent reporters to the event.

Flash lights came on one after another, and the scene was very lively for a while.

Berlin time, it is already six o'clock in the afternoon.

The sun was nearly setting. Among the handsome male and female models wearing Hannah fashions on the gray-white arch bridge across the Spree River, a tall and strong bald middle-aged man was riding on the railing, speaking German, English and Chinese in a mixed manner. Yelling.

I don't know if someone wants to jump into the river.

Those who know will understand that it is Cui Xuanyou, the artist consultant at the media day, Master Cui, who is frothing at the mouth and giving guidance.

"Sexy! Damn, Sexy! Understand! Can someone teach this idiot that sexiness is a temperament of implicit temptation, not a big fucking smile. To seduce me, you have to seduce me with your eyes. "

Cui Xuanyou stretched out two fingers and poked viciously into the air.

It was as if Cheng Kun was in the Shaolin Temple, ready to attack the Golden Retriever Lion King at any time with a "two dragons grabbing the pearls".

"She looks like a stripper from a €1 shop now!"

"Too damn low."

Cui Xuanyou spat on the ground angrily.

Golden Lion King.

Uh, no, in the center of the covered bridge, a beautiful blond girl who looked to be of mixed Asian and European descent, wearing a long white and gray dress that matched the color of the bridge deck, was sprayed bloody.

But he felt aggrieved and dared not say a word.

On another occasion, in another industry.

For example, if you want to speak to the opposite sex like this in a company like Volkswagen or Siemens, you will at least be interviewed by the human resources department or the anti-sexual harassment and anti-discrimination department.

It is very likely that we will meet directly in court.

But industries such as art, romance, and fashion are exceptions.

The scale tolerance will be relatively large.

In other words, during working hours, the workplace tolerance will be larger.

Outside of Hollywood filming studios, studios and catwalk backstage, if directors or celebrities dare to speak indiscriminately, or sneak up on someone's butt, slap them in the face, and then protect the fingerprints on their pants, waiting for sky-high out-of-court settlement compensation. alright.

But if you know exactly what the content of today's work and shooting is, and you can't give the director the status he wants.

Then you have to listen to the scolding.

This is the money you earn, there is nothing you can do about it.

Many designers, great directors, stage planners and even music conductors and colleagues recall that they were as fierce as tyrants after entering the workplace.

Roaring at every turn.

There are many more cruel and excessive words than now.

Moreover, art-related industries are actually much larger in Europe than in conservative Americans.

Cui Xuanyou is an aesthetic consultant and art master invited by the brand.

Top-ranked signed artists in CDX Gallery.

it's here.

His word is heaven.

Including the media reporters and teachers in the venue, no one thought there was anything wrong with such a reprimand.

If you make people feel dissatisfied, you are useless. If you don't want to do it, just get out.

The metropolis is full of beautiful girls and handsome guys who want to be models.

Just like Hengdian Dream Chasers.

Many models in this industry only earn $30 to $50 per hour for shooting, and they have to compete for job opportunities.

In a minute, Hannah can find two dozen people who can stand up to the scolding and replace you.

As for Cui Xuanyou, a well-known painter and master-level art consultant, although his status is far from high enough for the label to kneel on the ground, hold up the banknotes, and beg to come over.

But it is also a very valuable and important asset, and it is also an important selling point during the announcement.

High in ecological niche.

"Calm down and drink some water, Teacher Cui. We can still take several more photos before the sun completely sets." The assistant next to him handed over a bottle of Ceylon black tea.

"Oh, they are all stupid. I have talked about it many times, but they don't have any feeling at all. If such a person were to be in my studio, no matter how much money I paid, I would not be willing to teach her."

The bald artist slapped the railing under him in dissatisfaction.

"That's right, you have to understand that it is extremely difficult to combine Eastern and Western aesthetics and cross cultural barriers. Not everyone is a genius like your son Cui Xiaoming."

(End of this chapter)