Friday

Afternoon.

In the long green corridor, the figures swayed.

The students gathered around the bulletin board and whispered, their eyes eagerly like bachelors in the old society waiting to pick up the rich girl and hit the hydrangea.

"Guess who will be chosen by Professor Cruz."

"Miao Anwen? Gu Weijing? Marley? ”

Someone casually reported a few outstanding students in the school who have been in the forefront of various subjects all year round, and their painting skills are obviously much higher than those of ordinary students.

"A few of them should be stable, and the rest of the places are hard to say."

"Mona and Coco."

One of the boys mentioned the names of the prettiest girls in the school.

The original male students on campus were roughly divided into two groups, one group thought Mona was a goddess, and the other group thought that Kou Ko was hotter.

Even if there is a more popular transfer student in the school, there are still many supporters of the two influential figures.

"Coco is definitely no play. Unless someone in his family can walk the relationship...... It's a pity that although her father has the right to be a soil emperor on the acre of three-part of the land in Yangon, it may not be difficult, but in the eyes of the wife of such an internationally renowned artist, I am afraid it is nothing. ”

"Mona, our student council president is also a straight A."

In fact, Miss Mona's academic grades are not bad every year, and she can also rank at the top of the campus purely from the report card.

"She is very serious about her work, and she can leave a good impression on the teacher in the cultural class, but her painting is actually average. I heard people say that in previous years, there were many homework assignments in professional courses, which Gu Weijing helped her do...... Speaking of which, I remembered Jerry, the captain of the school team who confessed to Mona at the opening ceremony, the teacher has always praised his talent for not bad, and he seems to have worked hard for most of the past six months......"

There are girls who are quietly gossiping.

"Envy and envy, I knew that Professor Cruz would come to our school, and I would have worked hard to practice in the studio, I am not reconciled!"

This complaining classmate spoke out the thoughts of many students.

There is nothing more regrettable in life than this.

Just like in a children's story, everyone was originally a washergirl in a small place, and one day fate suddenly opened the door to you by chance.

The Crystal Pumpkin Cart stops at the door, and you can only watch pitifully as the other Cinderella jumps onto the carriage that is heading for the fork in the road.

Professor Cruz is the magical carriage with the magic power to change fate.

In the atmosphere of international schools in the past, the most popular thing among students was never Nerd (nerd) who studied well and could get A's in cultural and professional classes.

They are more enthusiastic about being club leaders, and the "cool" students like the varsity team players or the lead singer of the student orchestra.

The atmosphere on campus is also relatively happy, and many of them spend more energy on club activities than on practicing the main class.

Anyway, for most Dulwich College Yangon students, the artistic dream of becoming a professional painter is a bit far away.

Most of their family backgrounds are not bad, and if they don't want to go to a prestigious school, they don't have much pressure to study.

But no one expected it,

In the last semester on campus, there will be an art giant like Mrs. Sakai who will come to the school.

In this way, the green cloud ladder of pie falling from the sky is placed very close in front of you.

The vast majority of people can only watch it slip away.

Although, opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared.

But I'm still so unwilling in my heart!

"It's coming, it's coming, the list is out." Someone shouted.

At this time, the most conspicuous position on the notice board, the day after Mrs. Sakai arrived at the school, the principal of Dulwich had already removed the publicity wall of the previous year's campus building.

The principal made a small wooden road sign with a childlike order, and the arrow above the road reads "Gifted and Talented Genius Class - The Road to the Palace of Art" with a large slogan in large characters.

There are five blank nameplates below the arrows, representing the final shortlist.

In order to show its attention, the school also made a plastic advertising display board with a full-body photo of Mrs. Sakai next to it, with a slogan in flower script on one side, which looks like a supermarket's local promotion.

People turned their heads to look.

Miss Mona, the president of the student union, led an uncle in the uniform of a school worker, separated the crowded group of students with a blank face, and walked between the notice boards.

"That's it."

Mona pointed to the wooden sign, with a slight nervousness in her tone.

The school worker nodded.

The uncle took out the hammer and nail from the bag at hand, then picked up a nameplate with the student's name on it and began to bang it on the sign next to the notice board.

"Who's number one?"

Quite a few people held their breath.

Even if this opportunity is destined to have nothing to do with most of the people in the study, they still gather here to know who is the best on campus in the eyes of real artists.

[1, Miao Angwen]

At the top, one of the few names that everyone guessed appeared.

A tall, lanky boy with thick-rimmed glasses and dark skin swung his fist hard.

"I'm the best in school, some people drag something all day long, I really think I'm a big artist, no wonder my girlfriend doesn't want him."

Miao Angwen grinned, watching his name hang at the top of the list, and his tone was a little yin and yang.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

The students around him smiled tacitly, and some of them glanced at the student council president out of the corner of their eyes.

They all knew who Miao was mocking.

Miao Aung Win was one of the best students in the school.

In various ways, he and Gu Weijing are a bit similar.

The results of the two men were either first or second, and the family conditions of both of them were not good at Dulwich.

Gu Weijing's income from their family's Gu's Book Gallery belongs to the bottom category among the non-rich and expensive students in international middle schools, which is not much better than the working class, that is, the traditional family of Dongxia attaches great importance to education, and the old man gritted his teeth to send him and his cousin Gu Lin to the international school.

Miao Angwen's family is similar.

Every year, in order not to appear that there is only a group of young masters and daughters studying in international schools, they are too class enemies, and at least they pretend to support the local education cause in Myanmar and take government subsidies.

Similar private international middle schools will have several bursary places to recruit ordinary students with average family conditions but good grades.

More than half of the tuition fee can be waived.

Miao Angwen and Gu Weijing are both students in the school who receive financial aid.

The two are in a similar situation, but their relationship is not good, at least Miao is a little sour towards Gu Weijing.

It's not just that Gu Weijing can get more first places than him, he always feels that this Gu Weijing is a bit "pretending" every day.

Obviously, the family conditions are half a pound and eight taels of their own, and everyone is a poor ghost receiving a scholarship, who doesn't know anyone. This Gu Weijing still pretends to be indifferent to money all day long.

Affectation.

What makes him even more unhappy is that everyone should be a shabby little transparent person on campus except for good studying.

He has never had any girlhood, and his family is poor and average-looking, and ordinary girls don't look at Miao Angwen.

But Mona, the most beautiful girl in the school, has always been kind to Gu Weijing.

Why!

After the start of school, I saw Mona's sudden coldness towards Gu Weijing, and there were many people like Miao Angwen who were secretly refreshed.

The president of the women's student union on one side turned a deaf ear to Miao Angwen's ridicule of Gu Weijing.

Mona just looked nervously at the sign in the school worker's hand, calculating nervously.

If you don't count Miss Sakai, there are five places in total.

After deducting a few students who are recognized as having better drawings than others, there are only one or two places left for ordinary students.

"Can I get it?"

Mona remembered her not-so-successful private visit before, and felt a little depressed.

The second place on the list is the girl named Marley in the mouth of her classmates, and the third and fourth places are also students who often go to the studio on campus to work hard.

There is nothing surprising that the works of good students in the past are more likely to be picked by Mrs. Sakai.

However, his name did not appear on the list.

But Gu Weijing was not even selected by Professor Cruz.

Not only did he not finish first as he did in the past.

Not even the third and fourth places were him, which made Mona feel a little indescribable.

A person who sails against the current, does not advance or retreats, and wastes time without measuring his own strength, just like she said, reality will naturally slap him.

Mona sneered in her heart.

She had just quietly glanced around, and there was not even a shadow of Gu Weijing in the crowd around her waiting for the list to be announced.

It seems that this guy doesn't care about himself at all.

"Who's the last one?"

"Gu Weijing, he used to be the best painting among us. Even if the holiday homework is out of order. Being selected for the genius class should probably not be a problem. ”

"Cut, it's hard to say, the artist's vision of selecting students is not comparable to the teachers in our school, maybe people think that Gu Weijing's painting method is too ingenious."

Miao Angwen looked triumphant at this time and analyzed: "I think Gu Weijing is okay except for his sense of space, but the others are actually nothing eye-catching, good results in the past, to put it bluntly, are just relying on talent to steal chickens." ”

Mona didn't have the heart to listen to what others were saying.

She pinched her fingertips and looked nervously at the last blank space.

The school worker took out another sign from the cloth pocket, and before the uncle nailed the sign to the shelf, some sharp-eyed students saw the name on the sign.

Neither Gu Weijing nor Mona as everyone speculated.

But......

"Jerry Conrad, it's Jerry!"

The younger brother of the school team patted the tall blonde boy on the shoulder excitedly, "The boss is amazing...... In the future, I became a great artist, but don't forget about our brothers. ”

"Fuck, no wonder you have the courage to confess to Miss Sandenu at the opening ceremony." There's a dog's leg patting on the back.

"Where, where, but in the winter, my father took me back to a studio in my hometown of Germany for a month of special training, and a teacher from the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts gave me a few hands."

Jerry rubbed his hands together, very excited.

His eyes unconsciously looked at the student council president who looked lonely to the side, and felt that his luck was really good.

This semester is the day to prepare a portfolio to apply to college.

Parents from all walks of life are also immortals, each showing their magical powers, not only Mona's family can spend money to invite outstanding graduates from the previous school to guide her to paint.

Jerry, whose family conditions are better, was directly sent to his "hometown" in Germany by the father of his foreign company executive, and stayed in a private studio for more than a month.

The studio was a very small studio in Germany, where the art industry was booming, but the owner of the studio was a lecturer at the Academy of Fine Arts in Hamburg.

It's one of the best art schools in the world.

Although the Hamburg Academy of Fine Arts is not one of the four major international art academies.

However, in recent years, top artists have accepted invitations to become tenured professors.

The Department of Visual Arts, the Department of Oriental Art and other majors have a faint meaning of coming from behind, and even occasionally rank first in some European Academy of Fine Arts rankings.

After more than a month of training by a lecturer at the Academy of Fine Arts in Hamburg, Jerry felt that his drawing ability and understanding of art had changed radically.

This gave me the confidence to pursue Mona with the tradition of the school at the opening ceremony.

Unexpectedly, I unintentionally planted willows and willows.

When I returned to Myanmar this semester, I came across the good news that Mrs. Sakai had become an external professor at Dulwich.

In the past, my grades could only be regarded as midstream, but I was able to enter Mrs. Sakai's improvement class.

This made Jerry very happy.

"As soon as the boss makes a force, those cats and dogs are all worth mentioning."

Someone touted: "The number of views on YouTube of the micro-movie made by the boss a few days ago has exceeded 50,000, and I can become a student of Mrs. Sakai, and I have done so well in social welfare." I simply don't give other students a way to live. ”

"Yes, yes. Now Mona can't escape from the boss's palm, Gu Weijing didn't even enter the list of promotion classes, what face does he have compared to our Jerry boss. ”

"What's Mona's name, sister-in-law?" The little brother laughed.

"Boss has a treat today! Let's go eat Japanese food! ”

The boys on the varsity team began to heckle.

Many of the girls stared at Mona with jealousy. Such a handsome, rich and talented boy pursues it, and they are envious and eager to replace him.

Another focus in the younger brother's mouth, Mona was now shrouded in great disappointment.

In fact, on that day, after being evaluated by Mrs. Sakai as "featureless", so ordinary that only other people could enter the advanced class if they were worse than their own drawings, the girl was mentally prepared.

But the harsh reality is in front of her, and Mona is still shrouded in great disappointment.

"After all, didn't you seize the opportunity......

She hung her head, her chest felt like a boulder, and she couldn't even breathe.

"Wait, what's that?"

Some classmates suddenly found that the school worker uncle did not leave immediately.

Unexpectedly, he took out a cardboard card from the cloth bag, which was obviously different from other wood-colored nameplates.

It's like I found a cardboard in the later stage and made it alone.

Someone on it had written a line of letters on it in scribbled marker handwriting.

"Miss Mona Sandnu, you've also been admitted—Adrienne Cruz."

Say more. There must be something to add more. But I didn't write well in my homework. Try to adjust your routine.

(End of chapter)