Stand-In Messenger of the Everyday World

Rita, who was overwhelmed by Zhenbai's gentleness, wanted to cover her face, and finally gave up the beautiful metaphorical grammar, and said bluntly: "The princess's game of leaving home is over, now come back to England with me."

"Why... Rita is saying that?"

Zhenbai's pupils trembled, and he took a step back subconsciously, away from Rita.

The pain in Rita's eyes flashed, but she was still very firm, and said domineeringly: "Because your comics were published in the magazine, the fact that you came to Sakurajima to become a cartoonist has been banned by your parents." knew."

——It turns out that Rita is here to blame me for coming so early!

Fujii Shunsuke, who couldn't penetrate the space between the two, discovered the truth.

"I won't go back! Obviously Rita supports me!"

Mashiro's tone was intense, with strong emotions. Fujii Shunsuke saw such an excited Mashiro for the first time. This girl with no common sense can only act like an ordinary girl when facing manga.

"Although I know this is the case, please think back, Zhenbai, and those people who saw your paintings displayed in the art gallery and were deeply touched and shed tears. They are all waiting for Zhenbai to come back, looking forward to your future. works, please respond to their feelings!"

"...Why do you say such things?"

"It's not something like that, it's a very important thing."

"But Rita, you support me!"

Mashiro only grasped this point.

"That's..." Rita lowered her head, "It's true that you misunderstood, I never supported it."

Oh hoo.

Fujii Shunsuke knew that Mashiro was injured.

167. The Most Valuable Works of the Dead

"The reason why I agree with you to come to Sakurajima to try is just to let you know that you are not a manga artist. Mashiro, you have the talent for oil painting but not the talent for manga, so I will take you with you when you understand. Go back, but, but..."

No matter how Rita thought about it, Mashiro, who has no common sense and can't express feelings, actually had a rapid advancement in manga technology in a short period of time after coming to Sakurajima, and began to be serialized in the number one manga magazine in the world. Now, there is even a trend of becoming popular, which makes her anxious.

"Rita..."

"Anyway, I can't continue watching Mabai. You've wasted your time and talents on Xun manga. Please, come back to England with me!"

Rita held Zhenbai's hand pleadingly, and Zhenbai just looked at her with a sad expression. The only best friend she thought supported her completely denied her dreams and goals. In other words, it is even more deadly.

It is precisely because few people care about it that any one of them accounts for a high proportion.

Although he knew the relationship between Mashiro and Rita, and knew that Rita was sincerely "for the sake of Mashiro" now, and had already expected this scene, but when he really saw Mashiro's sad appearance, Fujii Shunsuke still became angry.

"Snapped!"

Fujii Shunsuke suddenly stretched out his right hand to support the wall next to Rita, and pressed his whole body over, forming a wall-dong position.

"!"

Rita was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but then found herself in the corner, with no way out.

Well, a picture that can already call the police from the composition point of view.

Forcibly tightening his face, Fujii Shunsuke looked at Rita indifferently: "Miss Einsworth, aren't you Mashiro's friend? Is this how you view your friend's dream?"

Rita took a deep breath to calm down her fear, and looked at Fujii Shunsuke: If this person can be persuaded to help persuade Mashiro, Mashiro might change his mind.

Thinking of this, she said seriously: "Mr. Fujii, have you seen Mashiro's paintings? It's not that kind of manga, but her real works."

"Ah, of course I've seen it, it's very shocking."

Although Mashiro herself has nothing in daily life, her paintings are filled with abundant emotions that can directly hit people's hearts. The tears that can move people are not just what Rita said casually. By her side, Mrs. Izumi and Eriri have cried at the beginning.

It's not the kind of crying, but the kind of emotional tears that fall down inadvertently when the heart is shocked.

"Since you have seen it, please think about how much possibility is contained in Zhenbai's fingertips. Even if it spans a hundred years, 200 years...even hundreds of years or thousands of years, it can still be possible. There is a high possibility that Zhenbai can paint the famous paintings that have left a mark in history!" Rita said in an aria-like tone, speaking with heavy words in the middle two, "Such Zhenbai, you really have the heart for her to paint those useless paintings. Are you wasting your talents with your comics? Do you have the heart to let those famous works disappear?"

"If Zhenbai can really draw this kind of picture, of course I hope to be able to draw it..."

"Right! I knew Shunsuke that you understood me!"

Before Shunsuke Fujii could say the most important "but", Rita excitedly held Shunsuke Fujii's left hand with both hands, feeling that she was getting closer to this man.

Mashiro looked at Fujii Shunsuke with sad and unbelievable eyes, and she was shaken by being betrayed by two of her most trusted people in just a few minutes.

Fujii Shunsuke pulled out his left hand angrily: "Miss Rita, aren't you a lady from England, can I ask you to finish talking before you speak?"

"Ah, please tell me."

"First of all, Rita, do you think it is so easy to produce a world-class painting master in this day and age?"

"If it's true white, yes!"

"Okay, that's it. Then, in your opinion, which artist's paintings are the most valuable?"

Rita was silent: "...Of course it is those who have superhuman artistic talent, and then continue to work tirelessly."

"The answer is wrong. The correct answer is those who have died, because living people will continue to draw new paintings, but dead painters can't do it. There are countless authentic works of them in the world, and their value is It's going to get higher and higher, so the favorites of those collectors are the works of dead painters and artists."

"I won't give examples like Van Gogh who are well-known all over the world. Let me just talk about what happened a few years ago. The first and only American artist in the United States to break through the [-] million mark at auction Michelle Basquiat, why do you think he can do this?"

"Besides the fact that he is a black man who is zzzq in America today, he died in 1988 at the age of 27. I personally think this is also a very important reason. Otherwise, why would he not be able to sell the price even though he was famous when he was still alive? Wait until 2000 Since [-], the prices of his works have soared all the way and even become the mainstay of the current art market? Thousands of paintings, no more and no less, just a good number."

Fujii Shunsuke smiled sarcastically: "In the end, it has nothing to do with artistry, it's just about collection value. In terms of artistry alone, I think Mashiro is no worse than him, but why is Mashiro now well-known all over the world, but the paintings just can't be sold?"

"Rita, when it comes to this, you should understand. There is only one reason why Zhenbai's current paintings cannot be sold for money. Zhenbai is still young. As long as there are no accidents, she can paint for at least another few decades. How many new works will there be? Every time a new work is painted, the old ones will depreciate in value, so it’s no wonder that the price will rise.”

"Painting... the value of a painting cannot be determined by money!"

Rita, who is still living in the ivory tower, cannot accept Fujii Shunsuke's too realistic and indifferent words.

"If it's not determined by money, then why?"

"Ah...that..."

Miss Rita, who was born in one of the strongholds of capitalism, was momentarily speechless.

"Okay, let's prevent the controversial topic first, and the most important thing is, I am one of the useless manga artists you mentioned. The manga that Zhenbai draws now is cooperating with me, so you just said All the things I do are useless things that waste talents? Is drawing manga a waste of life?"

".......ah?!"

Seeing Rita's dumbfounded performance, Fujii Shunsuke couldn't help but rolled his eyes speechlessly. He paid so much attention to and understood Mashiro, why didn't he pay more attention to himself, an excellent cohabitant?Do you really think that I, Kanda Sorata, is a waste who can only complain about himself besides taking care of Mashiro?

ps: Let me show you the paintings of Jean-Michel Basquiat. I personally don’t appreciate them much.

168. Just this trick, at least ten outstanding level

168. Just this trick, at least ten outstanding level

Rita is completely confused now. She originally wanted to find someone to support her, but she didn't expect that both of them are offended now. Wouldn't she be unable to say all the touching words that she finally thought of on the plane?

Now that Huairou can't say anything, Rita can only ruthlessly act as a villain and say:

"Mashiro, your parents may come to Sakurajima soon. In that case, they will ignore your wishes, complete the procedures for leaving Sakurajima School, and then prepare for the resumption of school in the UK, and forcefully bring you back to the UK Oh? So before that, please reconsider carefully. Please make a decision of your own will and return to England with me."

What he said was "reconsider" and "with my own will", but the threatening meaning in it was full of overflowing.

"Rita goes back by herself."

Mashiro withdrew his hands from Rita's tightly holding hers again.

"Until Zhenbai agrees to go back, I won't go back."

"go back!"

Very suddenly, Zhenbai broke out. She took two steps forward, then pushed Rita's shoulders and pushed her out of the entrance. Rita, who was at a loss, was thrown out of balance before she understood the situation. the door.

"truth!"

Ignoring Rita's distressed call, Mashiro slammed the door with a "bang" without hesitation, and even locked the door lock.

——Women, you are really ruthless.

"Please wait a moment, please listen to me! True white, true white!"

Fujii Shunsuke stood aside, listening to Rita knocking on the door in vain and calling loudly, but Mashiro did not respond at all.

"Shunsuke...I, I feel so uncomfortable here."

After shutting Rita out of the door, Mashiro's expression collapsed in an instant, holding his chest with both hands, his lips pursed, and he looked at Fujii Shunsuke blankly, as if seeking comfort.

Before coming to Sakurajima, there were only Huahua and Rita in Mashiro’s world. After coming to Sakurajima, Fujii Shunsuke, half of Mrs. Izumi, Sagiri and Eiriri, well, the three of them add up to barely half.

Originally, it was a pleasant thing for Rita to come to Sakurajima to visit me from the UK, and it was also a happy thing for people who cared about me to gather together. The two happy things were intertwined, and what I should have obtained was like a dream. The happy time is the best, but why, why did it become like this?

Fujii Shunsuke hugged Mashiro's shoulders quite heartbrokenly, and leaned her little head in his arms, Mashiro's slender and fair arms also slowly wrapped around Fujii Shunsuke's waist, and the two of them cuddled together like this, the sad breath slowly dissipated.

"Zhenbai, you go back to the house first, and help me modify the first chapter of "Death Note" to be more beautiful. I will cook now, and let me take care of Rita's affairs."

"Junsuke doesn't want me anymore?"

Mashiro raised her head timidly from Fujii Shunsuke's embrace, fear lurked in her seemingly indifferent tone, her orange pupils shook, she was really scared, afraid that Fujii Shunsuke would be like Rita.

"Little fool, you are mine now. Of course I will not let you go. Even if your parents come, I will never let go. As a pet, prepare to be kept by me for the rest of your life."

Fujii Shunsuke first talked about Mashiro's forehead, and then gently bent down and kissed the place he hit, with lips all the way down, bright eyes, moist corners of eyes, straight nose... His tone was gentle and domineering.

"kindness."

After Mashiro wiped off the silk thread from the corner of his mouth, he pursed his lips and nodded, then walked barefoot to the studio.

Walking to the door of the studio, before entering the room, Mashiro paused, looked back at Fujii Shunsuke, then went in and closed the door.

Fujii Shunsuke watched Mashiro leave, and then glanced at the door. At this time, the sound of knocking on the door gradually became quieter, and then there was no sound at all. I don't know if Rita was tired of knocking or had already left.

Shunsuke Fujii, who was somewhat dissatisfied with Rita's behavior, decided to let her go for a while, blowing the cold wind on this late spring night to sober up and figure out his position. What he needs is someone who is willing to stay in Sakurajima to help him take care of Mashiro Rita, not Rita who just wants to treat Zhenbai to England, even if she is a beautiful woman, Fujii Shunsuke will never give her a good face if she dares to pry her corner.

Thinking of this, Fujii Shunsuke came to the kitchen and started cooking as he said just now.

"Woo big! Wood big! Wood big!"

First summon the [Golden Experience] to infuse the ingredients with life energy, and let the ingredients whose quality has been reduced due to being placed in the refrigerator return. No, it should be said that it has surpassed the original and reached the optimal quality of the theoretical limit of these ingredients.

Fujii Shunsuke felt that with this trick, he would have to be one of the top ten in Yuanyue, right?

You don’t even need to prepare in advance, my ingredients are crushing yours in terms of quality, how do you fight with me?

Looking at some of the ingredients that became lively again, Fujii Shunsuke summoned [Platinum Star].

"Ola Ora Ora Ora—!"

In the time-stopped world, Shunsuke Fujii processed all the ingredients in an instant with perfect knife skills, and then at the moment when time resumed, all the ingredients were divided into several pieces and scattered on the plate at the same time without being affected by the sequence. .

"Thank you, Gold Experience and Platinum Star."

In this everyday world, Fujii Shunsuke felt that he would develop a lot of new functions that their original owners could not even imagine, and at the same time, they would not be able to develop in a lifetime.

Just like that, after the meal, Fujii Shunsuke took out a small part of it and put it in the incubator, and then brought the rest to the dining table.

"It's true, let's eat."

"kindness."

It may be because of Rita. Mashiro was rarely immersed in painting. When Fujii Shunsuke called out, she obediently put down her brush and came out to eat obediently.

After drinking and eating, an hour quietly passed by at this time.

Mashiro returned to the studio again, Fujii Shunsuke stretched his waist, put on his clothes, walked to the entrance and opened the door.

"Ouch!"

Rita, who was sitting on the ground with her back against the door, suddenly rolled into the room.

"...Miss Rita, are you juggling?"

Fujii Shunsuke didn't expect that she didn't take a step and just stayed at his door. Did any neighbors see it?I feel that I will be victimized by wind criticism.

"Really...too slow, really slow...totally late...so ungentlemanly."

Rita got up from the ground, and slowly raised her head in an awkward manner. Her fair face was flushed by the evening wind, and her legs seemed to be trembling.

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169. Where is the bathroom