How to Develop the King of Anime

"...of course those who have artistic talent and work hard for it!"

"No, it's a big mistake! Only the paintings of dead people have artistic value. No matter how talented a living person is, his paintings will not be of high value. Therefore, those who collect paintings of living people, I am afraid that those painters will go As for death, it is best to die vigorously, and to die with influence!"

Jingu Yao smiled sarcastically, "...It's not about money, it's about collection value."

These are too realistic and indifferent words, which made Rita, who was still in the ivory tower, feel a chill.

"...Besides, compared to the other side, I actually like this one more, the name is so good."

He wrapped his arms around the waist of Rita who was stunned, stared at the painting called "Jealousy", and said in a low voice.

Chapter [-] What does a British woman taste like?

"Okay? What's so good about this painting? No one came to watch it if you didn't see it! Oh, it really is because of the name!"

Rita suppressed her inner emotions, she clenched her teeth tightly and leaned against Jingu Yao's arms and shouted in a low voice, because the environment she was in made her unable to shout, it was the pain of holding her inner emotions in her heart. It made Rita's heart feel like it was being pulled up, with a suffocating pain.

"Who said no one watched it? You see, I'm not standing here admiring it."

Jingu Yao's hand fell on Rita's slender waist, and she could feel the girl's delicate body trembling. She wanted to vent her frustration, but there was no channel or way to vent.

This is a kind girl who is polite and considerate of others. She will never lose her temper with others because of her petty temperament, and she will never use her female identity to seek forgiveness from others. She is strong in heart but Vulnerability, this is the Rita that Jingu Yao knew from the time together.

Jingong Yao is not a first-time lover. Whether it is psychological or physical, he has been in love in another time and space, and he understands some of the psychology of women. , so Jingu Yao really knows that now is the empty window period of 020 Rita's heart, and it is the easiest time to enter her heart and play with her feelings and body.

But now he is silent, and his heart is also suffering, should he continue to take a step forward?If you take this step, you will not be far away from being a real scumbag. Obviously, you have a lot of love debts to pay, so do you still want to provoke others and let such a kind girl fall into the woven net ?

This is modern society. Excellent women will not easily agree to share a man with other women. Jingu Yao is also a person, and it is impossible for him to really divide his heart equally. There are always some girls who are more Like some, some girls his feelings will be slightly weaker, which is something that a human can't refuse.

It's just that it's really not reconciled to give up like this.

Jingu Yao is a naturally sensitive and slender person. Maybe he was born to be a 'flowery man'. He just thought about it for a while in the tangle, and made up his mind as if he had opened the floodgate, and decided to ignore it. First, let your thoughts get through first.

'You laugh at the fact that Brother Cheng died early, and Brother Cheng laughs at how little you live. '

Somehow, this sentence suddenly recalled in Jingu Yao's mind. If such an excellent girl gave up watching her fall into the arms of others, she would be jealous too!

Taking a deep breath, Jingu Yaoqian smiled and said: "...Seriously, I really like this painting, because I can feel deep jealousy in this painting! Rita, you When painting, you must put your own feelings and emotions into it. That deep, deep envy of Shinshiro!"

"you……"

Rita raised her head sharply and glared at Jingu Yao. She wanted to refute her dirty thoughts, but opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say a word.

"Yeah, I'm jealous... I'm jealous of her overwhelming talent, but why do you have to give up painting and go to draw comics even though you have such a terrifying talent! This is simply for art, for the untalented like us. The greatest insult to man!"

Rita clings to Jingu Yō's body, as if only in this way can she fully convey her inner resentment.

"Then I think you should encourage Mashiro to give up and encourage her to draw cartoons, so that you are not without a competitor... Among the younger generation in the UK, there is no one more talented than you except Mashiro? "

Jingu Yao recalled the content of the news. In the news related to art in the UK, the most important mentions of this generation are indeed Mashiro and Rita, and other names are rarely mentioned.

"I...I can't do it. I...I really can't..."

Rita leaned against Jingu Yao's arms. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips, trying to be cruel, but she was kind and she couldn't do such disgusting dark things.

"...Helping Mashiro convince her father to come to Japan was the worst thing I could do with my conscience. At that time, I really had the idea of ​​letting Mashiro draw manga and ruining her talent...but...but ...Since that day, I have been condemned by my conscience, I don't want to do anything, I don't dare to do anything, I live in panic every day, until some time ago, when Zhenbai's father asked me to bring Zhenbai back, I didn't have it. The joy of atonement."

Rita's voice was trembling, her hands tightly clutching Jingu Yō's clothes, as if a devout believer was terrified when he found out that he had done something wrong.

Jingu Yao slowly raised his hand and smoothed her hair. The dazzling gold like gold was purer than the white pale gold. He silently pulled Rita to the corner, so that the others could The pedestrians can pass smoothly, for a time, the two are relatively silent.

"Look, someone is looking at your work, but the painting is a bit small, and there is not enough space for people to stand in front of..."

As the two left, the painting was also released, and many passers-by stopped to watch it. Although it was not as good as the people who watched the painting in front of the real white, Rita's painting was more eye-catching than other works. .

"Rita, do you think it can be compared to Van Gogh, Picasso?"

Jingu Yao stared at the crowd and murmured.

"...Although Zhenbai's talent is very high, she is still a lot worse than Van Gogh and Picasso. She may have that potential, but as for whether she can reach that height, no one can know."

The mood recovered a little, Rita shook her head and said in a low voice.

"Then why did Van Gogh's paintings have no value when he was alive, and he couldn't even eat enough to eat, so he had to borrow money to survive."

Jingu Yao's question left Rita speechless, and the answer to this question really hit the artist's self-confidence too much.

Reality is not animation. There is no one who can draw a piece of work and amaze countless people. Even if Van Gogh's "Sunflower" is really put here, it is estimated that few people can understand it.In Jingu Yō's opinion, the reason why Mashiro's paintings are attractive is that her use of color is easy to see.

Although he was muttering to Rita, Jingu Yao's attention was on the crowd in the distance. For some reason, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

'Having lived two lives, I haven't tried European and American women yet! '

Chapter [-] Raiders progress?

Rita didn't know how she walked home with Jingu Yao in a daze. She stumbled along the way, as if she had lost the spirit of being a human being. This colorful city, this noisy and prosperous Tokyo, just It seemed that she had suddenly moved away from her. The people nearby were chatting, laughing, and stroking, but Rita's ears only heard a roar, and she could no longer receive information from the outside world.

It was only when Rita finally regained her senses that she realized that the two of them had returned to the vicinity of their home unknowingly.

"Why do you have to compare with Shinshiro? Is it so important to decide the winner? Especially in the field of painting, no one will compare Rubens and Rembrandt. We must let them decide the winner. Negative. There is no limit for comparison in painting, let alone the styles of these painters are completely different, and even analogy is impossible."

Looking at Rita who was like a corpse, Jingu Yao couldn't help but said.

Rita shook her head gently, she followed Jingu Yao, and the speed was as slow as Shinshiro, her lips pursed for a while, and then she said softly: "...You don't understand, you don't understand that kind of thing. No matter how hard I try to catch up, I can't catch up with the pain, my struggle is meaningless, I'm really fed up with that sense of despair!~"

She took a deep breath and continued: "...You are a genius just like Shinshiro. You are the kind of genius who can't catch up no matter how hard you try to catch up. You absolutely won't understand someone like me!"

Jingu Yao saw Rita's current gaffe, and knew that it was useless to say anything about her for the time being, so he could only shrug his shoulders, and after thinking for a while, he said, "...Well, actually, I can understand your thoughts. "