Almighty painter

Chapter 734 Hello, my name is Mr. Sloth

The smell of Gu Weijing——

Golden color.

Not the color of waxy amber, or fresh honey, or soft donuts. But the color of the sun.

The texture of sunshine, the smell of sunshine.

There was something in his voice, like... yes, like it was coated with gold.

Lampche found that this was very similar to the woman in the wheelchair.

Their voices are totally different.

Miss Elena's voice is very nice, not soft, a little bit boyish, but very crisp.

Gu Weijing's tone was gentle and quiet, with the delicate and gentle manner of Michael Jackson's speaking style, but not as distinctive as MJ. Overall, it sounded bland.

But the two people's voices have exactly the same flavor and accent.

Miss Elena spoke softly, her voice as if covered with a layer of gold, the shining gold of a golden girl, the gold of an angel's halo, the gold of the jingling of gold coins.

Gu Weijing spoke in a smooth and powerful voice, as if covered with a layer of gold, the golden color of the rustling of crispy fallen leaves in the sun, the golden color of warm summer, and the golden color of sunlight.

They each have their own authority and majesty.

They have different origins but the same nature, and it can even be said that the sources of that sense of majesty are completely different, but they all carry a similar magical power that convinces people and makes them unable to resist.

Lan Puche didn't know why, but she agreed to Gu Weijing's request.

She didn't even understand what Gu Weijing's real intention was - just one meeting?
But when the other party makes a request to you.

She just lowered her head and replied involuntarily, "Yes, sir," just like she would answer curator Tonks every day.

The curatorial assistant was very clear that Miss Elena was really angry just now.

That kind of look makes people lower their heads and look submissive involuntarily.

She immediately felt that Kazunari Sakai's daughter was in trouble.

But Lampuche didn't understand why the woman in the wheelchair looked away again at the last moment.

“They are all mysterious people.”

……

The woman who was the focus of everyone's attention seemed unwilling, disdainful or unwilling to pay attention to Katsuko Sakai's accusations.

She sat upright in a wheelchair.

Not a word.

People were waiting for her response, for her outburst, a retort as she had refuted Van Dorn, a rebuke as she had scolded Lord Browne.

She is undoubtedly stronger and more eloquent than Katsuko Sakai, and stronger and more graceful than Kazunari Sakai.

This is the Esplanade, and this is Tonks’ art exhibition.

But as long as she thought about it a little.

The name Anna Elena could become more powerful than Micah Tonks.

The expected storm did not come.

After a moment of anger.

The woman just turned her head silently, avoiding Katsuko Sakai's sight.

She was thinking in silence.

The onlookers didn't know why Miss Elena's anger disappeared again.

Maybe Anna herself didn't know - just like Katsuko Sakai didn't know why, at that moment, she said shut up - everything was the most instinctive reaction of the body.

Katsuko Sakai instinctively couldn't stand it, so she just kept listening and continued to smile.

Miss Elena instinctively looked away.

Not an escape.

No need to escape.

She could release her anger, but Anna still subconsciously turned her head away.

It was probably at that moment that something in the colors blooming in Katsuko Sakai's eyes touched her. It was really beautiful and pure.

perhaps.

Anna wasn't that angry to begin with.

She was more confused.

She still feels aggrieved.

There are countless people around him whispering day and night, scheming how to gain the favor and goodwill of Elena's family.

They tried every possible means to achieve this, and even barked until their mouths were cramped, but still got nothing.

In the face of Katsuko Sakai, Anna was very rare and generous in giving her love and friendship, but she got this result.

She should feel aggrieved - why is this happening?

Katsuko Sakai on the other side took a few breaths and finally adjusted her mood.

She took a deep breath and exhaled gently.

"Miss Elena, I know these words will anger you, but I still said them even though they will. I hope you understand that people's conditions and situations are completely different. My mother especially liked your speech at the European Art Conference."

Katsuko Sakai paused for a moment before saying, "She thinks that's very brave, and so do I. I also think that's really very brave..."

Tonks licked the corner of her mouth and thought to herself, Hey, girl, it's a bit late to give in now.

Say.

In your previous sentence you just scolded the other person, and then you turned around and said that you like the other person.

Isn't this neurotic!

Katsuko Sakai continued calmly: "...I hope you can understand that I mean everything I say. For someone like me, the courage required to say these things in front of you is not necessarily less than that required for you to say such things in front of all the artists at the European Art Conference."

"It's like a person with only 100 yuan, who is willing to spend 90 yuan on charity. It's not necessarily easier than someone like you who has more wealth than you can spend in ten centuries, donating billion US dollars to build a museum." The girl smiled lightly, and the smile was fleeting. "In terms of social influence, the two are absolutely incomparable. But in terms of courage, there is not necessarily a significant difference between the two."

Katsuko Sakai lifted her bangs.

"I'm sorry that we can't be friends, but I'm not sorry. I know it's not smart and even a little rude to say such things at this time. But I just couldn't help it."

"I know you don't like Gu Weijing. Now, Miss Elena, you don't have to dislike me either."

Katsuko Sakai finished speaking without waiting for the woman to respond.

She turned around and left with a "click, click, click" sound. The pair of women's Mary Jane leather shoes on Shengzi's feet made a sound like the hammer of an old-fashioned revolver driving the magazine to rotate.

The housekeeper frowned.

"Ms. Sakai, you——"

Mr. Adrar took a step forward as if he wanted to say something to her.

Miss Elena, who was looking sideways downstairs, raised her hand.

The woman raised one finger, with her slender index finger extended upward, and her thumb and the other three fingers clenched into a fist. This was a very elegant and powerful "no" gesture.

then.

The butler immediately and respectfully made way for Miss Shengzi to leave.

The blonde aunt looked at her daughter who was leaving, and immediately chased after her. Ding ding ding ding... the mother's high heels stepped in exactly the same tune as her daughter, but her steps were even faster.

It was like the rattling of a machine gun.

"Wife! Shengzi!"

Uncle Sakai also chased after him with his belly twisted.

The huge ball of meat weighing over 230 pounds rolled quite sensitively on the marble floor, making a "puff, puff, puff" sound.

Uncle Sakai and his family walked away with the ding, ding, da, and pu sounds like a symphony orchestra.

At the railing on the third floor of the Esplanade, only Miss Elena and her group were left.

"Gu Weijing's paintings?"

Anna sat in a wheelchair, her emotions in turmoil.

She knew where Gu Weijing's paintings were - booth 68 or 67?
In a remote corner of a corridor in an exhibition hall, she saw the location sign and simple instructions on the exhibition introduction form.

It was only now that she realized that the style of Gu Weijing's paintings was related to the children in the orphanage.

Miss Elena came to the exhibition today and stayed in the exhibition hall for the whole afternoon.

She has seen "Cats", "Bukit Timah", Cui Xiaoming's "New Three Bodies of Buddha", and Sakai Katsuko's "Girl Reading Poems to Cats" and "Forest Princess"... She has seen many, many works, but she only didn't go to the booth over there to see Gu Weijing's works.

This is hard to explain as forgetfulness or negligence.

The explanation is a bit twisted.

Yes.

Miss Elena did not have high expectations for the painting "Good Luck Orphanage in the Sun".

Excellent artists are not necessarily treated fairly, yes, this statement is correct, but Gu Weijing... From various aspects, Miss Elena does not think that he will be the kind of person who is treated unfairly.

Please.

who is he?

There was a moment when Anna connected Gu Weijing with Detective Cat.

The more information she read and the more she understood each other, the more she realized that the portraits of the two people were increasingly different.

Detective Cat is just a wild painter who sells illustrations for ten dollars online.

And Gu is the classic.

He was once the boyfriend of Kazunari Sakai's daughter, and was also the young man that Cao Xuan favored and recommended to her personally. He might even be one of Cao Xuan's third-generation disciples.

Even these relationships are not taken into consideration.

Miss Elena also learned that her grandfather not only ran a city gallery, but was also a senior contracted painter of the Ma Shi Gallery and a member of the local art association.

See who you compare with.

There is definitely no comparison between Gu Tongxiang's status and Sakai Kazunari and Cao Xuan. It is completely ridiculous to compare them together.

But if you participate in a few art exhibitions, things will go well.

It is not impossible for him to reach the professional status of the Malaysian painter who painted Bukit Timah and is signed by CDX Gallery in a few years.

In the art industry where it is generally difficult for lower-class painters to make a breakthrough, painters who can be signed by Intercontinental Gallery are definitely successful painters. In the art industry where most lower-class painters generally have very low incomes, it is not difficult to get a contract with the Ma Shi Gallery, at least during the term of the contract, to be a well-dressed upper-class person.

His grandfather is also considered a respectable person in the industry.

It is common for a young painter like Detective Cat to be bullied without her care.

Gu Weijing?
He is the only one who causes others to be treated unfairly, so how could he be treated unfairly by others?

His grandfather is an insider in the industry and a contracted painter of a top gallery. Mr. Cao Xuan and his apprentices personally flew across the ocean to see his exhibition.

result.

Because Kazunari Sakai didn't pay enough attention, the curator "exiled" his booth to a corner.

What else could this work be?
It's a typical example of a company that fails to meet the exhibition requirements, but the organizing committee can't shirk its responsibilities due to the connections behind it, so it has to give it a remote booth.

This is why Miss Irena did not go to see his paintings.

She carefully studied the brief descriptions of the works next to Gu Weijing's name on the exhibit list, and crossed out "Good Luck Orphanage in the Sunlight" from the list of works she was going to review today.

The introduction describes that the theme of the painting is related to "orphans" - unlike Cui Xiaoming's theme, which has a certain connotation of satire on the current state of art. From the outside, Anna thinks that the connotation of Gu Weijing's painting is closer to that of "Bukit Timah", which also has a superficial theme of slogans and slogans.

There is nothing wrong with a biennial named after the hustle and bustle of the world, promoting environmental protection.

There is certainly nothing wrong with promoting care for the growth and health of orphans.

But it is because there is nothing wrong with shouting this slogan in almost any art festival or any art exhibition, and it doesn't offend anyone at all.

It seems too clever.

Miss Elena likes smart people.

She didn't like being smart in this sense.

She could understand that painters came to the exhibition to win awards, but if the only motivation for picking up the pen was just to win awards, please the judges, and raise their own value, it would be too boring.

but.

The reason why Anna deliberately avoided Gu Weijing's booth and couldn't help criticizing him in front of Sakai Katsuko was not because Miss Elena was disappointed with Gu Weijing.

Quite the opposite.

That's because deep down in her heart, Anna still has expectations for Gu Weijing.

That expectation is not small.

"The deeper the love, the more severe the criticism." - Miss Elena is really not interested in people, she is too lazy to even pay attention to them.

People are very busy with their work.

As the project leader of Oil Painting magazine, Miss Elena is "fighting" and scolding people every day, but the people she scolds are all people of the level of Sir Brown, Cao Xuan, and Sakai Kazunari.

At the very least, the one she could single out for a slap in the face was Van Dorn.

Van Dorn’s painting skills were excellent, and Anna said he was a very talented person, which was why she was disappointed with his painting style that was “pretentious just to be different.”

Van Dorn had the opportunity to become a historic painter, he had the opportunity to make a difference in the world, but he compromised all of this for worldly success.

If it were a painter like Gu Tongxiang.

If Anna could find me in the column, she would catch me by the tail and give me a beating.

Maybe his net worth could even go up.

It's just like a small fourth or fifth-tier star who can appear on variety shows like Saturday Night Live or The Ellen DeGeneres Show. Even if he is treated as a funny clown by the host, he can get more job notices after having this exposure opportunity. It's the same principle.

And Gu Weijing——

Is he the young painter who once drew him playing "Waltz of the Flowers" and asked him to take off the accessories with body temperature from his chest and give them to him as a gift?

When the woman's fingertips danced between the black and white keys of the piano outside Klimt's former residence, did she ever believe that Gu Weijing, who was thousands of miles away and whom she had never met, would be a "Special One" among the countless people?
Many painters, once they reach the critical point of becoming famous, become so eager and utilitarian that they no longer seem like themselves.

They no longer have the noble appearance of the past.

Integrity was thrown to the wind.

Speculation, scheming, backroom deals, self-marketing, they use every possible means, exhaust all means, and spend all their efforts just to win an award at the Biennale.

This is normal.

But it shouldn't happen to Gu Weijing.

It shouldn't be "normal" to happen to the "Special one" that Anna thought of in the past.

Cao Xuan asked Tang Ning.

"Why? Once upon a time, I really thought you were the one, the one I was waiting for. You were the one who would take over my mantle and make me proud. Why? Why did it turn out like this? You are the one I chose! Where did my old Xiao Ning go?"

Miss Elena's feelings and expectations for Gu Weijing are not as strong as Cao Xuan's feelings and expectations for Tang Ning.

But she also wanted to ask Gu Weijing - "Why?"

Why are you so eager, why are you so calculating, why are you so impatient? Is this still the you who once painted "Wisteria Flower Picture"?

I...I thought, I really thought, that you...would be different.

Tang Ning was the successor chosen by Cao Xuan.

Gu Weijing, wasn’t he the “Chinese painting teacher” chosen by Anna Elena?

Where has the little painter gone, who made her take off her chest accessories and send them to the other person?
Anna even managed to find out the short few minutes of interview that Gu Weijing had given on Yangon TV. It wouldn't be a big deal to walk less than a hundred meters to see his paintings.

No matter how big an art center is, can it be bigger than Elena Manor?

The woman deliberately "passed by the house without entering", and she deliberately avoided the remote exhibition area where Gu Weijing's works were exhibited.

Miss Elena still has a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Anna was afraid that seeing the painting would fill her with regret.

These days, she has heard a lot of negative news about Gu Weijing and read a lot of negative news.

However, in her heart, there is still a trace of stubborn, stubborn and unyielding hope.

At least the "Wisteria Flower Painting" once gave her pleasure.

At least "Wisteria Flowers" is indeed an unconventional work.

No matter what the outside world says, no matter how utilitarian and slick Gu Weijing's image becomes, in Anna's heart, he is still the person who can paint good paintings.

As a painter, I can't even paint well.

Then Anna might be very disappointed, a disappointment that has no excuse at all.

She might not even be interested in meeting Gu Weijing in person.

She still wanted to meet Gu Weijing.

In order to preserve the last bit of anticipation before tonight's cocktail party, and to keep the last bit of heat in the gradually extinguishing spark of love for Gu Weijing in my heart.

Miss Elena deliberately avoided Gu Weijing's booth.

She also hoped for the last time that she could see the person she originally wanted to see, instead of the person she heard now.

She was afraid of disappointment again.

Ordinary people express that they hope he is good, but are also afraid that he is bad. They will say it directly and express their confusion and anxiety frankly.

Anna is not.

Anna is the superior.

She is the owner of Elena Manor and the owner of Oil Painting Magazine. In a sense, the owner of Oil Painting Magazine is also the owner of European art society.

She was still a young woman.

Being entangled, worried, and indecisive are not good qualities for a person in a high position.

If the person in a higher position is a young girl, this feeling of confusion and helplessness will be magnified exponentially.

The so-called superiors are a group of people who are absolutely firm and absolutely authoritative.

You cannot start your speech with "I don't know--", you must use "I know--" to show your own opinions among the crowd and demonstrate your strong leadership qualities.

No one is more wary in life than a wealthy young heiress.

"Vigilance" is a layer of armor.

It can help people avoid making wrong payments and getting hurt.

Another useful way to avoid injuries is to manage expectations.

Lower your expectations.

While recording the podcast, Miss Elena had already tended to believe in her heart that Katsuko Sakai was telling the truth and that "The Old Church on a Thunderstorm" was indeed the work left by Grandma Karazu.

She wouldn't say that's great.

She would say - please tell me, why do people believe that this is not a fake scam.

She wanted Shengzi to prove the answer herself.

Chat with Detective Cat Sister, talk about love and myself.

Her heart is filled with loneliness. She longs for others' understanding and warmth, but is afraid of getting hurt and becoming vulnerable.

and so.

She would never say, "Look, that person is so lonely, so lonely, or sitting alone on the watchtower, looking at the stars day after day."

No.

This weak tone comes from an ordinary girl seeking comfort, not Countess Elena who is seeking comfort.

The combination lock that His Royal Highness the Earl set for his own mind is much more complicated than that of others, and he is much more vigilant towards anyone who approaches.

If you can find resonance and enter Anna's heart by just casually saying "OK", "That's right", or "Yes", then this kind of resonance and comfort is too cheap.

She would laugh and say, this guy is really ridiculous, really coy, many people think she is so good, with conditions that most people can never get in their lifetime, but she is still struggling there. Isn't she super pretentious? You must think so too, right?

Sensitive people will always cover themselves with a thick and hard shell, hiding their true thoughts deep inside, making others guess over and over again.

They are like a sloth.

Sitting alone high up on the branches, closest to the white clouds, looking at the world quietly and distantly.

day to day.

Looking at the monkeys dancing and playing around, jumping around on the branches, she would be a little envious, but she would never get close to them.

Such human joys have never had anything to do with her.

(End of this chapter)