Almighty painter

Chapter 538 The Great Detective August (Part )
"Then what does it matter?" Shengzi stared at the other party, "I think this is a very, very lucky situation. Whether it is another breakthrough in technique or a better mood, it is a great thing. Isn't it? ?”

She smiled and said: "I don't understand, why do you feel distressed and worry about gains and losses just because you expect good luck to happen to you? This is a very happy thing."

Gu Weijing stood there and was silent for a while.

"If your condition is really good enough, then the biggest loss is just to change a painting, a new idea, a new theme, that's all."

Sakai Katsuko clapped her hands, "You can completely paint a different work than before and submit it to the organizing committee again. There is a reason why the organizing committee allows a painter to submit 1 to 3 works."

Gu Weijing was a little lost in thought.

Miss Katsuko could always give him the most considerate advice and guidance when he started to feel hesitant.

Yes.

There are no complicated twists and turns.

The answer is so simple, so simple that it's almost boring.

Worst case scenario, I'd just have to paint a new picture.

From a work that satisfied him, to a work that satisfied him, plus another satisfactory work that exceeded expectations.

From one to two.

Even better.

This is really not a loss, but a blessing.

It wasn't that Gu Weijing couldn't think of such a simple answer, but... he was more or less worried.

He struggled with his creative abilities.

This painting "Good Luck Orphanage Under the Sun" was created by the great collector Chen Shenglin. Boss Chen gave him creative suggestions and adjusted the composition of the picture.

It's as if a graduate student met an industry giant who determined the direction and general tone of his thesis.

This kind of peace of mind while painting in the yard, there is a chance that a lucky rabbit will bump into my arms, maybe only once.

He is worried.

If this painting has already been handed over to him, then when his technique breaks through again and his mood is right, he will not be able to find such a good design foundation.

Will the ideological structure of the new work be as good as this one, "Good Luck Orphanage Under the Sun"?

Would it not fit the artistic theme of the Biennale as well as it does?

and so.

He grabbed this painting over and over again and didn't let go after drawing it twenty times.

"It can't be like this. I can't hold onto this painting of "Good Luck Orphanage in the Sun" for the rest of my life. Shengzi is right -" Gu Weijing said to himself in his heart, "-I have to paint it for myself. The next line comes out. Now, I'm ready."

"Hey, my boy, don't put too much pressure on yourself, and relax. Tomorrow's fog and tomorrow's snow are all beautiful, but it doesn't mean that the sunshine and magnolia are not beautiful now. They are also in your life. It will only shine and bloom around you this time. Only by focusing unswervingly on the most important things now and embracing the life of this moment can you discover the tranquility and beauty of this moment."

Shengzi walked to his easel, preparing paints and brushes, and waved to Gu Weijing.

"Leave the things of tomorrow to yourself tomorrow and regard it as a new beginning of life. No matter it is good or bad, how bad can it be? What do you think is the worst result? Draw a very It’s a great painting, but you can’t take it to the art exhibition? This is the loss of the Singapore organizing committee, isn’t it? If your work is really good, then the art exhibition should usually ask you, not the other way around.”

"If time could be turned back and history could give the Paris Official Autumn Salon another chance, the judges would lie down by the Seine and cry bitterly asking Monet, who was expelled by them, to go back."

"Taking a step back, what if you don't win the award at this biennale? No, what if you never succeed in your life? I didn't fall in love with you because you had a chance to succeed. I It’s because you are yourself that I fall in love with you.”

"Do you remember what I said?"

Sakai Shengzi blinked at Gu Weijing: "Success is not the only choice in life. I can support you."

Gu Weijing has a clear understanding.

He looked at Shengzi's smiling eyes and felt that something that had been tight in his heart slowly relaxed.

He was clearly standing in the sun without moving.

seem.

At this moment, light illuminated him from head to toe again, like a child boldly walking into the sunlight from under the eaves.

The light was warm, just like Katsuko’s playful smile.

It was so contagious that Gu Weijing couldn't help but laugh along with it.

……

When a person is in a good mood, he is cheerful.

It was like discovering the world for the second time.

Many beautiful things that he had not discovered before were surrounding him again.

For example, sunshine.

Many things that I used to be "unaccustomed to" have become approachable and lovely.

For example, Awang is determined to transform himself from a tabby cat into a guinea pig and complete the great cross-race magic transformation.

"cute!"

Awang lay lazily on the long chair, arranged himself in a "wood" shape, wagging his tail, and basked in the sun leisurely.

comfortable.

Maomao yawned lazily.

It wasn't Awang who successfully escaped from Jasmine's clutches.

But evil people will be punished by evil people.

The big devil Jasmine was taken away by Uncle Alai to do his homework, and Awang was liberated.

It now admires the janitor uncle who can make the scary little girl obey everything he says.

If we work harder, this guy might be one-half, um, one-third as handsome as King Nga Wang.

Meow.

Seeing that Miss Sakai was completely immersed in the drawing board in front of her, Gu Weijing did not run over to disturb her.

After wandering around the yard twice, I happened to see Awang who was also doing nothing.

Probably influenced by Sakai Katsuko’s delicate and gentle heart.

Gu Weijing felt comfortable with everything he saw, and it was rare that he thought of giving Awang extra food and taking the initiative to hug his "fatty".

He took a cat strip, tore open the plastic wrapper and opened his hands.

"Little pig, come on, hold me for a while."

Awang glanced sideways at Xiao Guzi, his face full of disdain.

He is a proud cat.

of course.

We still need to eat the cat strips.

Awang quickly took the cat strip from Gu Weijing's hand and nimbly avoided his arm.

The plum blossoms ran with little feet and walked away.

Halfway through, he turned his head and glanced at him, raising his chin in a very humane manner.

Pet mind reading can only reveal the vague emotions of cats and dogs, and it is definitely not at the level of understanding such mysterious "animal language".

But at this moment, Gu Weijing still clearly felt a sense of ridicule from Awang. It screamed so fiercely just now, and no one came to protect it. Now you want to play with the cat and hold me?

Ah.

The cat won’t play with you!

While holding the cat strip in his mouth, Awang left little Gu Zi with a squirming buttocks, and trotted all the way to Miss Sakai's feet, where he rolled and acted cute.

Sakai Shengzi squatted down and touched the hair on the back of Awang's neck.

Ngawang meowed twice and lay down obediently at the girl's feet.

When Gu Weijing saw this contrasting scene, he seemed to be very insulted.

I couldn't help but raise my chin.

"If you don't let me hug you, don't ask me to hug you in the future. Don't look at who feeds you every day. Just walk on your own. Eat, eat, eat like a pig every day..."

Gu Weijing turned around.

Go ahead and go.

He thinks Awang is not cute at all.

What kind of white-eyed wolf cat is this? Old Man Wu was right to starve it.

He actually thought it was cute and endearing just now.

illusion.

That must have been an illusion.
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"Click——"

The sharp blade scratched the plastic tape on the box seal.

Half-naked nymphs and sirens on porcelain hilts are entangled in the blue water.

Woof woof.

The black and white spotted springer spaniel lay obediently on the dark waxed walnut floor, watching the mistress's movements curiously.

This is a collection house.

It's the kind you see in movies, where you hang a deer head or a dried antelope skull on the wall.

This style of furnishing was once popular among wealthy European families in the old days.

Especially from the era of great maritime exploration to the early 19th century, the so-called era of continuous "discovery of the world" by European countries such as Spain, Portugal, France, and Britain.

This trend of listing various furnishings, specimens, and works of art at home to demonstrate the owner's love for "natural history" and interest in exploring the world has reached one peak after another.

Ordinary gentlemen who are slightly less wealthy like to have display cabinets or cabinets of curiosities in their living rooms.

It's the kind of large cabinet made of natural wood or longan wood, like a shoe cabinet. Some are sealed with glass, and some are not.

When you open each layer, you will see that some of them contain strange bird specimens, some have deformed finger bones soaked in potion, some ivory carvings, snuff bottles from the East, or cultural relics. A fake mermaid specimen made by a dealer...

Incidentally.

Early Cthulhu novels by Lovecraft and other authors had detectives, insurance adjusters, or the lucky inheritors rummaging through the dusty basements of mansions before, no doubt, getting lucky and opening the door. A strange cabinet, and then it was cursed and died.

Basically, what is opened is this "cabinet of curiosities".

Then again.

Cabinets of curiosities are usually made by rich people such as doctors, lawyers, and scholars who have a little spare money but not so much.

A true aristocratic gentleman usually has no shortage of money.

At least the house is big enough.

Others just build showrooms and small museums at home.

For example, Windsor Castle has a dedicated porcelain exhibition room, an Egyptian collection room, a clock exhibition room, a miscellaneous exhibition room... and a lot of treasure showrooms.

Another example is Elena Manor.

What Anna is currently in is a display room mainly used to store precious hunting trophies and animal and plant specimens.

Judging from the specimens of crested doves, dodos, and passenger pigeons placed on the upper floor of the metal display cabinet pushed to the foot by the window.

Otherwise, there were several earls who were lovers of biological specimens, or some of Miss Elena's ancestors may have had important responsibilities that cannot be shied away from the extinction of precious creatures.

Anna was no stranger to this room.

When she was a child, her life was not the life of a quiet and artistic girl as people imagined.

The gossipy colleagues in the magazine who called her the delicate "Crystal Princess" or "Princess Bean" definitely didn't understand Anna's true appearance.

Even when she was a little girl, Miss Elena was by no means the kind of squeamish girl who would not be able to sleep if a pea was placed under the thick mattress.

exactly.

She had the resources to become the Princess and the Pea, but she didn't have the choice to become the squeamish daughter.

Miss Elena's guardian, her aunt, does not like the gender-limited education method.

She likes it very much. In a strict sense, she is very strong in asking Anna to participate in some daily activities that belong to "male heirs" in a popular sense.

Hunting, horseback riding (a special side saddle), rowing, and even fencing.

Anna's spare time activities are completely different from Kou Kou's three-day fishing and two-day art cram school.

Regarding the amount of resources and money that can be invested.

Countess Elena and "little daughter from the urban-rural fringe" like Kou Kou are not in the same dimension at all.

Professional venues, Olympic-level teacher resources, and strict time training.

Anna is as familiar with the types of shotguns as she is with the types of paintbrushes.

To put it bluntly, her shooting level should be higher than Anna's painting level, and much higher.

No one's life is perfect.

Sometimes, you have to admit that what you really like and what you are really good at may not be in the same direction at all.

Bloodline inheritance and so on are all nonsense.

think carefully.

Maybe that can't be said.

Although Elena's family loves art, her ancestors, to be honest, certainly did not earn so many lands and manors by being knighted by the emperor for painting and writing art reviews.

Maybe during the War of the Three Emperors, the drummers beat the snare drums, the officers stepped on the march drums, shouted "Long Live the Habsburgs", wore helmets with carved double-headed eagles, and charged at the French Old Guard. There are still a few traces of lingering lingering in the body of the last daughter of the Elena family.

At least.

When it comes to painting, one look at it can make her aunt give up her desire to be a painter. Anna is really the kind of person who is very, very, very untalented.

The eyes can do it, but the hands can't.

A giant in thought and a dwarf in action refers to the state of Miss Elena when she is painting.

When she paints, she acts like a dog-headed strategist directing a detective cat to fall in love. In theory, she wears a feather fan and a scarf, scolds Fang Qiu, and speaks in a clear and logical way, with a majestic and handsome look.

As soon as I pick up the paintbrush,...

Who am I and where am I? How should I draw it? What did I just draw, and what should I draw next?
(End of this chapter)