Almighty painter

Chapter 504 Admission Letter

"It's been so long since I've had it, and it's still hard for me to imagine... that a painting like that, um... was really made by your hand."

After a while.

Gu Weijing had already sat across from the painting table in Teacher Watter's studio.

The sun shines in from the window, and there is an unopened bottle of green Heineken Pineapple Beer on the table, with the white foam swaying slightly.

"A non-alcoholic version that can be consumed by minors, even a fruity drink."

"Please."

"I am a teacher. If a teacher proactively provides alcohol to students during working hours, he will be dishonorably expelled. If you are on the Dulwich campus in some countries, you may even go to jail according to relevant legal provisions."

The blonde-haired teacher with Chinese characters noticed his eyes looking at the lightly bubbly wine bottle on the table, and helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

"Although you are not a student of the opposite sex, Dulwich is very strict about this kind of thing and has a zero-tolerance policy. But I am also a German and have German persistence. I invite friends in my hometown to express my gratitude and do not drink When I order a beer, I always feel it’s a bit lacking.”

"However, it is a good habit not to drink open bottles of drinks outside. Whether it is at the party of my classmates when I was your age in my hometown, or in Myanmar, well... I should say, especially here, so , my question, you take it yourself."

"That's not what I meant at all. I was just thinking."

It turned into a commemorative photo of Lewandowski scoring five goals in nine minutes against Wolfsburg.

Even the picture of Museum Island placed on Professor Vatel's desk disappeared without a trace.

Actually.

(Note: Thailand is the world’s most famous distribution center for parallel-imported jerseys and cheap fan peripherals.)
"What's more, I have a better collection now."

Gu Weijing took it and took a look.

"I say, open sesame should be chanted. This is the real correct mantra."

smiled.

"What?" The sketch teacher blinked in confusion.

Walter gestured with his shoulder, and Gu Weijing looked at the surrounding decorations.

Instead, there were posters for fans at the Allianz Arena, home of the Bundesliga's southern king Bayern Munich. In those night photos, three thousand diamond-shaped air film planes on the surface of a huge, boxy, cake-like closed football field reflected red and blue. White tricolor light.

It was the landscape photo of Museum Island where he had practiced many times.

"Ha, it's okay. I just saw that you were a little bored. I was just joking."

"Oh, oh, sorry, teacher."

Gu Weijing looked around this room that was already very familiar to him.

Getting what you want can really affect a person's mental state.

"The wind-up doll has come loose."

"I decided that I should change my life. Teach, fish, go to Thailand for a vacation, buy some cheap jerseys (note), and be a loyal fan with peace of mind."

He also laughed loudly.

Suddenly.

This is the color of the jersey crest.

"Oh, by the way, I give this to you as a souvenir. If you don't want it, please help me take it out and throw it away when you leave."

It had only been a few days since he last painted at this workbench, and the style of the room had changed suddenly.

Then he opened the sliding door of the small refrigerator next to him.

Watter raised his eyebrows at him.

Gu Weijing immediately raised his head, pulled his mind away from thoughts about the selection of the National Artists Association, and moved his eyes to Professor Watter.

He took out a dozen paper items from the drawer in the office, put them all at hand, took out the top one first, and handed it to him.

The decorative atmosphere has changed from a studio where ascetic and solemn painters hone their skills to a Bayern fan club.

Gu Weijing smiled mysteriously at Professor Watter.

Pushed over half a dozen unfinished beers of the same beer, along with the plastic bag and bottle opener.

"Come on, tell me, for the sake of the fruit beer I bought specially - how did you paint that last layer of dye? Don't tell me it's because it's in good condition, it's too good to be in good condition. Yes. There are no spells or rituals? For example, after finishing the painting, dance around the paper three times, point with the tip of the pen, and say "Alibaba?" I have tried all these methods, but it doesn't work. "

"Don't you want to keep it?" Gu Weijing looked at the smooth piece of paper in his hand.

Watter stretched out his arm, grabbed the wine bottle in front of Gu Weijing, and took a swig.

Over the past many years, Germans have always been old-fashioned, stern and square in Dulwich classes.

The sketch teacher patted his head.

he asked somewhat surprised.

The sketching professor, who was always serious, seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Open sesame."

"After ten years of continuous painting on it? No, even if you stare at Sophie Marceau's photo for so long, you should feel a little tired. That's just mine. An obsession, now, it should not be difficult for you to see——"

The watercolor frames covering the walls have been removed.

Maybe not to the point of being dubbed the "Roaring Demon King", but most students are afraid of him.

It was rare for Gu Weijing to see Mr. Watter show such a cheerful side.

"Hey, forget it if you don't want to say it. Anyway, for me, it was already a night of miracles and magic, and the most fascinating thing about magic is its unknowable mystery."

Vettel was a little disappointed.

But he still smiled freely.

"There are two things that I want to explain to you in advance. First, I have submitted the photo of the work to KIH's official email. However, I explained the creation process of the painting and wrote clearly what you were involved in. The role played..."

Gu Weijing spread his hands: "If you are willing, of course, but that is just my gratitude to you. In fact, you don't need to-"

"Nonono, thank you for your kindness, but this is my decision, and I have my own insistence. I have been a teacher for twenty years, and I feel that the paintings drawn by the students I taught should be my The successful end of my twenty-year career. Rather than joining the Hamburg Artists Association, the former is more memorable than the latter... The long practice in the past has made me realize my abilities. "

"To be honest, after making this decision, I breathed a big sigh of relief, really. Regardless of whether I can successfully join KIH or not, I can accept this result."

Watter waved his hand and directly interrupted Gu Weijing's words.

"At this point, I just want to explain to you that I called you here not for this matter. Let's talk about you."

"My business?" Gu Weijing was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, have you submitted an application form for the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts before?" Teacher Watter raised his eyes and asked suddenly.

"Not yet. We don't need to submit an application to the admissions office of the target school separately. We just need to wait until the school recruitment meeting and see the interview results, right?"

Gu Weijing asked strangely.

Major universities in Europe and the United States will start submitting applications and mailing materials in May, and they will receive replies one after another.

But Dewey's situation is special.

Of course you can apply by yourself, but if you have a university with an enrollment cooperation project with an education group, you can just wait for the interview at the school recruitment fair.

"Well, I learned the news from the school. Because the situation here has become more and more turbulent recently, the admissions fair may be moved online. Some schools' lists of attending school admissions fairs may change, and the admission quotas may change. It’s also decreasing…”

"Is this happening?"

"Well, there is no doubt that you are not very lucky this time."

Wattle sighed forcefully and paused for a long time.

Those big golden eyes stared heavily at the young man opposite the workbench until the sketch teacher felt that enough dramatic effects had been created.

The tone suddenly became cheerful again.

"Having said that, as the saying goes, special things should be done for special reasons. Are really outstanding students always worthy of the school making an exception? I have already taken care of this for you!"

The professor moved the beer bottle that had a big mouthful in his hand further to the side.

Then with a bang, the big dozen of paper at hand was pushed towards him.

Gu Weijing took the documents and looked through them one by one.

The first few pages were filled with letters of recommendation typed out by the printer. They used lengthy and warm words to praise him supremely.

What "This student studies hard and works hard, has the enthusiasm for learning like the hard-working apostles in the Bible stories, and the creativity like a genius..."

What "The road to master is already at your feet, all that is missing is a little guidance and the nurturing environment..."

"He is willing to participate in campus activities, has extremely outstanding leadership, and what is even more valuable is that he has a heart of gold and is willing to help others. In school, his classmates support him like the stars support the moon. If the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts needs They are outstanding artists who can change the world, so believe me, this student contains such potential..."

Gu Weijing read two sentences silently.

Uh.

Blushing a little.

To be honest, this praise is a bit harsh.

This is not plating him with gold, this is showering him with gold powder.

Forget about the painting aspect at the beginning.

What kind of outstanding leadership ability, willingness to participate in campus activities, and natural leadership qualities...this is something that has no trace.

It was good for Gu Weijing to study on campus, except for the last semester.

My extracurricular life is quite boring.

Strictly speaking, Gu Weijing has the hard work and diligence of a standard Asian student.

But regardless of his family background or personality, he is not "prickly" enough.

Not the typical high-quality students that are rarest in European and American universities.

For example, the "Harvard Discrimination Case" was decided by the Supreme Court and attracted national attention.

Long-term surveys show that in the SAT exam, the full score is only 1600 points.

The academic performance of Asian students is 150 points higher than that of whites, 450 points higher than that of African Americans and Latinos, and even 600 points are required to successfully enter Harvard. This is almost 50% higher, which is very outrageous.

There have even been cases where a state "top pick" with close to perfect scores was rejected by an Ivy League school despite being of Chinese descent and with impeccable grades.

Undoubtedly and irrefutably, this is of course blatant unfairness and racial discrimination.

But Harvard University's sophistical court arguments are quite interesting to read.

The university's admissions department believes that good Asian students are too "bookish" and are crowded into law schools or medical schools every year. They are not very keen on participating in political activities. After graduation, they all go to become doctors. The lawyer went.

Top universities in Europe and the United States prefer to cultivate topical figures under the spotlight, senators, celebrities... these people who can expand the school's social influence to a greater extent. In other words, Ivy League schools prefer to admit students like Jeremy Lin, Emma Watson, Natalie Portman, and "O'Kane".

Knowing Wang, he has been blasting the latter in his speeches. He has terrible grades and failed all the courses, but he is actually the representative of "Harvard's Top Graduating Students" in 97. It's ridiculous.

Art schools also have this tendency.

Nine out of ten of the latest generation of outstanding graduates from the Royal Academy of Arts, represented by Damien Hirst, are people with particularly "jumping" personalities. Hirst was even a juvenile delinquent.

According to this admissions profile.

Gu Weijing is actually quite far away, he is too "good", his family is far from rich, and he is not poor enough to deserve the media to write a tear-jerking inspirational report.

Maybe Miao Aung Win is closer to the admissions spectrum than him.

And what about him being keen on participating in campus activities, showing outstanding leadership, and being loved by his classmates like stars around the moon... If you cover up his name, Koko is a thousand times more suitable than him.

"It's a bit exaggerated. You think too highly of me."

Gu Weijing looked at Vattel's signature and Dewey's official seal under the recommendation letter.

Face a little red.

"This is not the point. It is just a summary and evaluation of your school life as your campus teacher. It is just the icing on the cake. It doesn't matter how it is written. The point is the lowest thing - a little reminder. This is the stepping stone to your admission.”

Gu Weijing flipped through the Dulwich certification materials and transcripts.

Turning over the last note.

The note was fluttering in the hand, and there was only one sentence of less than a hundred words on it. It looked like it must have been written by someone else, and was sent by the secretary through a fax machine——

"Ein Meisterwerk, und wenn sein wahres Leistungsniveau durch ein Drittel dessen, was das Bild zeigt, ersetzt werden kann, wre es eine Ehre für die Schule, ihn aufzunehmen. Wenn nicht gut, was ich denke, er hat auch eine Schule würdig der Aufnahme des alten Mannes.
——S·K」

This one is written entirely in German.

Teacher Vatel seemed to have realized that Gu Weijing did not understand German very well, so he attached a handwritten translation with a paper clip next to it.

"Admit this student, he is a masterpiece, there is no doubt about it. If his real level can represent one-third of what is shown in this painting, then it would be an honor for the school to admit him. If not...well, I don't think he has a father worthy of admission to the school. 』

(End of this chapter)