Chapter 208: Lend Your Hand

Ole does not have the keen sense of smell of a hound.

He only saw Anna fiddling with her phone casually for a while, and her eyes welled up with moist water.

This is...... Crying helplessly?

Ole thought that his cousin had finally been torn off his strong coat by him, and tears were shed.

"It's still a woman, after all."

He teased in his heart.

Ole was a little surprised at the good mood he was in now.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he didn't have any sympathy in his mind, but mixed with strange irritability and darkness.

Some men are born with a desire for war and destruction in their genes, a hunting instinct that has been passed down from time immemorial.

Ole's surname is Kruger,

His ancestors hunted for honor and land on the battlefield, and his fathers hunted for money and wealth in the economic realm.

possible

Growing up, Ole has buried the kind of scene in his heart that wants to see his cousin who is always high and true gaffe.

It's like seeing an unattainable rose blooming on a cliff and falling into the dust.

Finally, he can pick it up casually from the bottom of the eyes.

Ole stood up.

He didn't try to take his cousin's hand, but looked down at the other party condescendingly.

"It seems that it's not just little boys who don't get toys that cry." The corners of his mouth curled in a mean arc.

That's nice

Father was right.

Instead of currying favor with the opponent, it is better to conquer the opponent with a spur, as long as you master the appropriate method, and hold the noose and reins around the opponent's neck in your hands.

He, Ole, can also in turn mock the dignified countess from above.

Ole is so cool!

On the pure amount of money and the long-term liquidity of assets,

Anna is still quite better than the Krugers, but her cousin is clearly not willing to quickly sell off her favorite collection to raise money against an entire bank.

Besides,

It's not a question of money, it's a question of philosophy.

In this new era of rapid change,

A large number of top managers of Oil Painting magazine are also tired of standing on a desert island.

When you watch the mighty dollar flow by like a green sea day in and day out, only to be blocked by some stubborn rules, you can only stay where you are, being an untouchable referee, it is an unbearable torture for most people.

Those who turn their backs on the trend of the times will be abandoned by the times.

The citizens of ancient Greece used the method of banishment of pottery tablets to kill the clever and radical Socrates.

Today, history repeats itself once again.

The shareholders of "Oil Painting" voted with their stakes to expel the last heiress of the Elena family, who was old-fashioned and unwilling to be flexible.

"Actually, if Anna is not willing to attend this year's annual meeting, I can understand that." He once again pretended to be Anna's thoughtful tone, but with cold words, he blocked any space that the other party could avoid.

"Sir Brown thinks we can also ask Uncle Carla to speak on behalf of the Elena family. After all......" Ole lowered his head and took a sharp pill, expecting to capture more breakdown and frustration from Miss Elena's face, "after all, Uncle Carla is incompetent, disgusting, and he is still very good. ”

Anna still ignored Ole.

She didn't listen carefully to what the other party was saying.

Anna's heart is so agitated at the moment, how can she have the leisure to listen to the noise of such a person.

The girl's long eyelashes drooped, staring at the side face and eyes of the little prince sitting on the sand dunes in the picture, with satisfaction and unspeakable regret.

Anna has lamented many times that she lacks talent for painting, and she is estranged from the brush when she uses a brush.

Miss Elena understands that being sad about this kind of thing seems to be extraordinarily hypocritical in the eyes of outsiders.

If there is a choice, not to mention the lack of talent for painting, the weakness of the muscles in the right leg and other minor problems.

Even if it is a high paraplegic, there are art geniuses in the world who want to exchange their lives with her.

But regret is regret.

If she can't draw what she wants, Anna will never be able to ask for it.

Right now

There are no such regrets.

At the end of the world, there was another woman who had passed through the barriers, through her heart, and gazed at everything Anna saw from the same perspective.

The radio waves in the mind are in harmony with the perfect frequency.

Anna borrowed the hand of this sister, who passed through her heart, to paint such a shocking work.

The psychic resonance made Miss Yelena's thoughts drift away and drift away, imagining the voice and appearance of that sister.

"That's nice."

Anna's slight regret now is that what she has in her hands is only a cold electronic screen after all.

On the other side of the ocean, the painting was split into billions of bytes of data by a scanner, and then crossed the mountains and seas through a fiber-optic cable under the sea to a small screen in his hand, and the data was reassembled into a picture again.

What she is holding is not a stroke of a detective cat with temperature, but just a string of characters from the virtual world.

No matter how delicate the photo looks, it is still not as thin as the really textured paint and cloth, and there is a little more separation in the hand.

Alas......

She sighed lowly.

"No need to sigh."

Ole blushed with a flush on his face.

He felt like an animal trainer or a Sib cowboy who had strangled the most famous wild horse in the moor with a noose until he choked his tongue.

Immediately you can ride your prey back to the city and win everyone's envy.

The young man's face was as moxelated as that of a western cowboy who had just drunk a quarter of a pint of tequila spirits.

"Cousin, the choice is still in your hands."

He triumphantly said, "The advice we just made will always be valid, and the door is still open." As long as Cousin Anna nods lightly, then everything you don't want to see, it won't happen. ”

"Kruger Bank will still take enough shares in the magazine, but we won't be your enemies. All the shareholders of Oil Painting magazine will also warmly welcome you to join us. The name Elena will continue to be the banner of our art fund. ”

Ole seduced: "What is suspension? Oh, cousin, you can immediately become the new director of the visual arts column of the magazine. No, no, no, not just the supervisor...... You hate Sir Brown, right, then we'll get rid of him. ”

Ole waved his hand in a dashing manner.

"Waiting for the completion of the acquisition, the shares of the two parties together can have more than half of the voting rights of the magazine. Half a century after your great-grandfather sold 80 percent of the magazine's shares for one Austrian shilling, his descendants will once again take full charge of the press. ”

"Anna, you're going to be the new president of the magazine. All you need to do is hold my hand. ”

Ole stretched out his hand in a decisive way, and stretched it out in front of Anna like a charity.

Long.

Just as Oredu began to wait impatiently.

"Okay."

Anna finally spoke softly.

The cousin didn't take his hand with the rain as he thought, and the unwilling but crying pear blossom took his hand, which made Ole a little regretful.

He still revered,

If my cousin knew each other and apologized to herself for what had just happened.

Ole would have gracefully replied with Caesar's famous words in the Gallic Wars: "It doesn't matter, we are all strong people, and the heart of the strong will always look forward." ”

This is not only a show of his broad mind, but also a small irony of his cousin's rejection of him just now.

The young man was a little sorry that he didn't let himself pretend to be forced.

But when he heard Miss Elena say "yes", he still felt incredible ecstasy and excitement.

When I was young, I thought about it day and night, and it happened so really.

He did it!

Under the pressure of the appropriate strategy, even if the other party is still unwilling, he Ole still successfully conquers Miss Yelena's fierce horse.

Wait a minute?

Ole's dream came to an abrupt end after less than three seconds.

He saw Cousin Anna look up.

There was still a tear in the corner of the girl's eye, but Ole could not see any weakness or grief in the other person's eyes.

Miss Elena looked at her with a look that he couldn't understand.

Some are indifferent, some are lonely, but there is no look of wanting to compromise, just like a true portrayal of the heart of a strong man.

Ole froze.

He didn't know what Miss Elena had seen in the screen of her phone just now.

It's just that at this time,

No matter how sluggish he was, it became clear that things were not what Ole and his father had envisioned.

Miss Elena didn't give in obediently.

That's not the look a person should have after bowing his head and admitting defeat.

"You—" He frowned.

"Okay, in that case, I can give you an answer now, and I'll be present at the International Annual Art Conference next month. And ......"

Anna's tone was calm: "I will openly accuse Sir Brown of his negligence, and tell every reader in the past who has chosen to believe in the name of the Elena family. I think Oil Painting is losing its credibility. ”

"If that's what you want to see, then do as you want."

The girl clenched her phone tightly.

She had a wonderful feeling that courage was transmitted to her heart through the palm of her hand as if it had substance.

"This illustration of Detective Cat's sister is a wonderful gift."

Anna thought to herself.

Not only did she receive a masterpiece of illustration that she wanted, but she also held the hilt of a sword that could be slashed at enemies.

What else

What more can prove your artistic vision than the success of the detective cat?

From the day she took over Batman's illustrations in Thomas's hands, Anna never doubted Detective Cat's drawing abilities.

She firmly believes that such a master, as long as he has the right stage and the right inspiration, will one day be able to leave his own mark on the world of beauty.

In front of a truly timeless and moving work of art.

The person who originally slandered and slandered the lady, no matter how authoritative he was, turned into a joke.

And Anna only needs to be patient for a long time, slowly lead the other party, and look forward to her growth.

As for how long this is – usually it may be five years, ten years, maybe ten or twenty years.

Traditional field of painting.

It takes a long time for an artist to become truly famous, from being an unknown boy to being recognized by the public.

Successful as Picasso, he also spent his early years in Spain in a period full of melancholy and gloom, relatively poor and depressed.

Anna suggested that Detective Cat participate in the Singapore Art Biennale, hoping to shorten this thorny road to fame through the external force of this art competition.

And the illustrations,

To put it mildly, it's just a gossip after all.

In various forums and annual meetings of artists, when they hear who is an illustrator, people around them often have some inexplicable smiles on their faces.

Unless it can win some top art awards, the artistic and aesthetic value of illustration is still far less than serious art in the eyes of public opinion.

The illustrations that Detective Cat drew for the Little Prince before were good enough.

But the painting is not mainstream enough, the book market is only a very segmented market for illustration art, and "The Little Prince" is just an ordinary member of the countless books published every year.

Under the influence of these multiple debuffs.

In the hearts of the target audience of "Oil Painting" - collectors and art lovers who pay attention to serious art, she still does not carry enough weight.

Such a good illustration still relies on pure beauty to attract the attention of some art lovers, which should not be a big problem.

Stirring up the art storm or something, I really think too much.

If the Detective Cat Sister's romanticism, the traditional oil painting level of Impressionism, and the watercolor painting technique of realism could have reached this level, it might be possible.

At least not with a knife.

No matter how good it is to flutter in the small pond of this kind of subdivision.

Mainstream authorities such as Sir Brown and Van Doorne could easily stir public opinion if they wanted to, and lightly portrayed her as a noisy, extraordinarily forceful toad.

However, when Anna saw the new painting from the detective cat today, she suddenly changed her opinion.

Miss Elena commented in her mind that the set of illustrations drawn by the original detective cat for the little prince was a "classic".

In the past, only a very small number of super warm and cute card boy illustrations such as "Niels Riding a Goose Travels" and "The Wind in the Willows" could get this evaluation from Anna.

The painting method is freehand and expressive, and the perception is profound and timeless.

It's the best gift for a veteran book lover like her.

As long as the quality of the binding and printing of the publishing house is above the passing line, then any lover of the story of The Little Prince, even if he already has an old version of the book at home, is worth spending dozens of pounds on a hardcover set of hardcover editions to put on the bookshelf for collection.

If the standard of the new translation is not high,

Purely as a desk ornament, it is also very pleasant and worth the return of the ticket price.

As for the new cover art drawn by Detective Cat's big sister, all Anna can think of is the comment "miracle".

Miraculously shocking, miraculously moving.

This kind of illustration is the real work of art, and it is the meaning of the existence of an illustrator with a soul.

Even if the artificial intelligence AI is constantly iteratively updated, it can have the magnificence of Van Gogh, the warmth of Monet, the rigor of Holbein and the atmosphere of Xu Beihong in terms of technique.

But these computers, which rely on keyword algorithms, will never be able to create such touching illustrations. Because how can a machine feel the soul of a writer's words with the warm and warm eyes of human beings?

The cover created by the detective cat, in Anna's mind, has gone beyond the scope of ordinary classics.

It is no longer an accessory to The Little Prince's text, but has evolved into a new, concise visual language.

There is no need to read "The Little Prince",

You don't need to know anything about Saint-Exupéry.

An illiterate old man accidentally saw the illustration of "The Little Prince", and he could instantly appreciate the true meaning of tens of thousands of words.

This is the highest level of illustration - the artist writes poems for the author with affectionate brushstrokes.

(End of chapter)