Gu Weijing did mean that he wanted to avoid Kou Kou.

Over the past few years, for various reasons, he had discovered that Kou had many curiosities about him.

Maybe there was a little affection mixed in the curiosity, maybe not, or maybe all her closeness to herself just wanted to give Mona eye medicine.

Koukou's personality is cute and versatile, and she can get along with everyone, and she can get along well with most boys and girls.

Gu Weijing has always felt that he can't understand Koukou.

But that's not a reason for him to hide from Chryko.

Gu Weijing, who is still a novice to the relationship between men and women, doesn't know how to deal with this situation.

Principle

Gu Weijing believes that after he and Miss Sakai have a relationship, he shouldn't get too close to other girls.

Mona's communication and chat history, he can delete everything in his phone.

Could it be that in front of him, the little woman who had just saved him not long ago, he was going to rush over and say, "Hey, Coco, I have a new girlfriend now, so please don't rush over again." ”

Even if Freud said that every relationship between a man and a woman carries a strong sense of narcissism.

But this kind of declaration is really too narcissistic to suffocate people, and it seems extremely impolite.

He believed that it would definitely not matter if people were like Koko.

Even if Miss Coco has a little hazy good feeling in her heart, it will not be to the point of being entangled and wanting to die or live.

It's just that when Gu Weijing thought of this kind of scene, he was embarrassed and wanted to dig out the three-bedroom apartment with his toes and bury himself.

After some thought, Gu Weijing decided to cold it.

Kou is so popular at school, she avoids her for a while, and the other party's attention should be attracted by other things.

Once the curiosity passes, it's fine.

However, Miss Coco is really not a master who will obediently cooperate according to Gu Weijing's psychological activities.

After seeing Gu Weijing's plan, this little eighth woman not only did not turn her head and run away, but instead knocked him into the corner of the wall, ready to find out.

It's even more embarrassing.

In the secluded aisle of the teaching building,

Kou Ko looked directly into Gu Weijing's eyes, but Gu Weijing's eyes were not very comfortable.

The girl with braids leaned forward, the bodies of the two people were very close, Gu Weijing was not intentional, she could still clearly see a string of platinum necklaces hanging around her neck disappearing into her undulating chest under the neckline without a school uniform, and it was close enough to make Gu Weijing smell the peach smell of bubble gum in her mouth.

"Am I good-looking?"

Kokou noticed Gu Weijing's dodgy eyes and laughed.

In normal history, great artists will experience countless romantic events in their lives.

Either you're hooking up with a girl, or you're on your way to hooking up with a girl.

If Picasso, an old pervert, faced with this kind of problem, would be eager to turn himself into a necklace and bury it among the undulating crests of a beautiful girl.

But Gu Weijing's family education played a role in overcoming animal instincts at such times.

He thinks it's best not to let this ambiguity continue.

Gu Weijing decided that whether it was suitable or not, he had to tell the truth.

"I'm sorry, Miss Coco, it's not your problem, you're beautiful too. It's just that I don't think it's suitable for me to get too close to girls now, and I should keep a certain distance. ”

“WHY？”

Coco spat out a bubble like a red carp.

"You've changed your hobbies and started liking men, are you Gay?" Kou Ko tilted her head strangely, looking at Gu Weijing from head to toe and teasing.

"No, because I have an official girlfriend now." Gu Weijing replied honestly.

He was a little worried that Kou wanted to keep gossiping.

Gu Weijing now doesn't want to confess his relationship with Katsuko Sakai in public.

Discussion among people is not the key.

Dulwich College International does not have a teacher who will be idle and bored to manage early love.

It's just that Katsuko Sakai still has a junior artist agency agreement from Tokyo Gallery + BTAP.

When she signed the contract with Hanks, Mrs. Sakai chatted with her and hoped that whether the scandal in Myanmar would really reach the Tokyo gallery.

If the two of them can be in a public place like school, it is better to be restrained and low-key.

Katsuko Sakai doesn't seem to care very much.

But if the relationship really wants to be exposed.

The right to control should also be in the hands of other girls, not by Gu Weijing showing off to the whole world.

"Oh, that's right."

Coco let out a soft oh and was silent for a few seconds.

There was no loss on her face, and she seemed to have suddenly lost interest in gossiping.

She just stood there and spat out a bubble vigorously.

Boom!

The bubble bursts.

Coco withdrew her arms, turned and left.

……

Professor Wattle didn't even have a computer on the podium.

He originally wanted to fold Gu Weijing's sketching homework directly into his pocket, looking at the exquisite patterns on the sketch paper, he hesitated, walked halfway and turned back to his office.

Professor Wattle found a bottle of sketch fixing liquid, shook it up and down twice, and sprayed Gu Weijing's sketch.

grabbed the book casually, drew the sketch between the pages, and then he went out with the book in his hand.

Wattle walked to the elevator room, swiped his staff card, and then took the staff elevator straight to the principal's office on the top floor.

High school principals are actually a very powerful profession.

Especially in the so-called private aristocratic schools, the principal is like a little prince on campus.

Dulwich College is a veteran leader in the international private school industry, with a wide range of connections and campus resources.

The children of Faye Wong, Takuya Kimura and other celebrities also attend different campuses of Dulwich.

It may not be as good as EtonHouse and Harrow, which have been established since the Renaissance and are tens of millions of pounds in donations from various outstanding graduates and alumni associations every year.

But if you take a random campus, Dulwich will spend millions of dollars a year.

In Myanmar,

The investment of a private school can be compared to that of the factories set up by multinational companies in Myanmar, but it may not be lost.

Someone who can become the principal of Dulwich College Yangon has such a large amount of foreign exchange, even if the school expenses are not at the discretion of the principal, and he is a bullish person who can easily talk and laugh with senior government and municipal officials.

The principal's office is also very luxurious.

Outside the door, there is a large carpet of delicately patterned fabric, and the walls and ceiling are carved with antique patterns in the Rococo style.

At the door is a pair of sculptures of white elephants, the features of which are delicate, and two pairs of long tusks are ground out of a single piece of jadeite. This was a gift from the city government to welcome foreign investment when Dulwich College was built.

Private schools don't talk about hard and simple methods, and the more magnificent the principal's office, the more confident they will be when they talk to students' parents about tuition increases.

Professor Wattle touched the smooth elephant's head and rang the bell at the door of his office.

"Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang, and a few seconds later, the headmaster's voice rang from behind the door.

"Please come in."

"Teacher Wattel, it's you."

When the principal saw Professor Sketch come to the door at this time, his eyes were slightly surprised, and his tone didn't show it too much.

He motioned for Professor Wattel to sit down in the chair across from him, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Headmaster, I think you might want to take a look at this sketch."

Mr. Wattle went straight to the point, took out the sketch paper from the book, and handed it over.

"Teach your new work? That's good. ”

The principal is a native of Quebec, Canada, and speaks with a strange English accent.

When he took the sketch paper, he was a little unimpressed.

He said that he was busy with his daily work, and he said that he was not busy or busy, but he really had no interest in appreciating a painting by his teacher.

For the sake of Professor Wattel on the other side, the headmaster reluctantly took over.

Dulwich started as an arts educator, and art faculty are the most important part of the school's assets.

The artistic level of this sketch teacher is unique to him here.

That Mrs. Cruz?

Come on

People just come to work part-time to accompany their daughters to school, and neither Mrs. Sakai nor the principal will be naïve enough to take their employment relationship seriously.

In those years, even though there is a subsidy for remote areas, there are not many good teachers who are willing to come to teach in such a chaotic place as Yangon compared to the magic capital and Yokohama.

The Headmaster didn't dare to give Professor Wattel a look.

"Well, the lines are not bad, and the tone on it is very neat...... Hey, Professor Wattel, your sketching skills have grown a lot. ”

Speaking of which, the Vice-Chancellor of Dulwich grimaced.

The headmaster originally just praised casually, and the tone was mostly perfunctory, like a shepherd casually touching the head of a bleating goat to soothe it.

Half of his mind was wary of this guy coming to the door with a sketch, whether he wanted to make a fuss and ask for a salary increase.

The landlord's family has no surplus food, and it doesn't matter if you want to raise your salary.

The headmaster watched, and suddenly his back rose from his chair.

Half of Dulwich's senior faculty members have a background in art or education, and they can not draw, so they must not have a low level of art appreciation.

The principal looked at the sketch paper in his hand, looked at it, and slowly saw the doorway.

The lines are extremely neat, and there is his own discipline contained in them.

With a pencil, he draws the soft edges of the four edges with excessive soft shadows and the hard edges with well-defined lines that divide light and dark.

This excellent control of the nib is mediocre.

Sketching is not just about the precision of the pen.

It's just how expressive the final drawing of the sketch is, and the accuracy of the brush often plays a decisive role.

The headmaster looked at the pencil drawing in his hand.

He hadn't thought Professor Wattel's sketching skills were so good before, and there weren't many teachers in the entire Dulwich system who could draw this hand.

The headmaster smacked the level of the sketch and savored it slowly.

He kind of thought that this painting had the meaning of showing off his skills.

"It's okay."

Professor Wattle asked, pouting.

"The overall painting is very harmonious, and the painting has a clear grasp of the characteristics of light and shadow. But to put it bluntly, this painting is not complicated, so I can't see much of it. ”

Without knowing what to do, the principal was only willing to give seven points of praise vigilantly at most.

The remaining three points,

Naturally, he was afraid that Professor Wattel would use this as a bargaining chip to make some moths.

"Not complicated enough? No No No。 ”

"Sir, you are also a professional, so it's very boring to talk like this. This is a clever effort that is not found in many complex sketches. ”

Professor Wattle didn't like the rector's compliment.

He shook his head full of blonde hair, looking like a dissatisfied old lion: "You just say whether the painting is good or not, and it's over." ”

"That's good."

The principal glanced at the sketch teacher in front of him: "But, our Dulwich teaching requirements for teachers are not only techniques. Your sketch is so much better than the teachers in those training classes outside, but parents may not know how to do it. It's usually hard to manage a school......"

He began to pour bitter water.

The principal made up his mind. If the old teacher in front of him really wants a raise, he will be given a maximum of $200 a month.

Or $250?

The principal glanced at the sketch in his hand again and decided that the bottom line was $300 and nothing more.

More other teachers are going to make trouble.

"It's pretty, but it's a pity I didn't draw it."

Professor Wattle and the other headmaster finally gave a clear word, and then said with a little wickedness.

The headmaster frowned.

"Don't worry, it's not me, but it's the work of our Dulwich students." Professor Wattle didn't really want to off the leader, so he immediately added.

Student's work?

Students in our school?

Canadians are like high school principals in small counties, and they are shocked when they suddenly hear that a classmate from their school has won an Olympiad gold medal.

He clutched the sketch paper in his hand, and his face was full of astonishment.

"Amazing, when I first saw it, I was even more surprised than you are now!"

Professor Wattle felt a little distressed when he saw that the pencil manuscript that he had specially sprayed with fixing liquid and carefully kept had been pinched out by the principal.

When the principal let go, he quietly pulled back the sketch and clipped it back into his own pages.

"Could it be a painting by Miss Katsuko Sakai?"

The Headmaster looked at Professor Vattel angrily.

You didn't teach a student like Miss Sakai. What are you showing here?

But the daughter of a great artist is amazing, how old is this, she can paint like this.

Compared to others, the vast majority of art students will feel that their time is simply spent on dogs.

"Not Miss Sakai. No matter how well Miss Sakai draws, I can't get it clean. You should know that every year in my graduating class, I assign a homework practice of drawing sketches and small grids. This is the class assignment that a student handed in this year. ”

"A seventeen-year-old native student, headmaster, can you imagine?"

Professor Vattel stroked the beard on his chin and smirked, "I bet you'd never guess which kid drew it." ”

"It's not Katsuko Sakai."

The headmaster thought for a moment and slapped the table twice with the back of his hand, "So, is it ...... Gu Weijing's work? ”

Hey......

The principal's words directly put the sketch professor who held a big secret in his hand to show off.

Professor Wattle craned his neck to look at the headmaster in front of him, his square cheeks full of astonishment.

Leadership is leadership.

Can this also be guessed?

"Have you seen Gu Weijing's painting in advance?" Professor Wattle didn't know why.

"It's his work, right? Since it's not Miss Sakai's painting, I'm guessing it's his. ”

Professor Vattelle nodded.

The headmaster didn't look surprised, but had a smile on his face.

"Since you show me a sketch, I'll show you something too."

The headmaster stood up.

He pulled out a bunch of keys from the drawer, walked to the file cabinet by the wall, unscrewed the door, and took out a large brown brown paper file bag.

"This is the file that the school secretariat received three days ago, and I was shocked to see the contents of the document on it."

"Did you know that last year, the baseball pitchers of the varsity sports team at the North American campus were selected as one of the top 10 players in the high school athletic league and signed directly for the NCAA professional baseball varsity team at Princeton University? I've watched him fight on TV and this guy's speed is like a beast. ”

The headmaster said suddenly.

"Sorry, I'm German, I like football more in sports, I don't pay much attention to that." Professor Wattel shrugged.

Princeton University is an Ivy League school.

But he doesn't even pay attention to baseball leagues like MLB, let alone watch any collegiate professional baseball leagues.

Professor Wattle couldn't understand why the Rector would suddenly bring it up.

"No...... I'm not asking you to tune in baseball. What I mean by this is that this student is considered by the full Board to be an excellent representative of the results of a Dulwich education. When I was on my way to Europe for the Principals' Conference before the Christmas break, Mr Andrew, the Vice-Chancellor of North America, boasted about his precious students for fifteen minutes. I could only hold my scalp and endure it to the side. ”

"I don't have to endure all this this year, because after so many years of schooling, I finally ......," the principal handed over the file bag in his hand with a smile on his face, "During my tenure, there are also students of the same level as high-level athletes. ”

Wattle took the file bag in his hand.

He found that the dark brown file bag was engraved with the English logo of the Yangon Calligraphy and Painting Association, which is affiliated with the Yangon Cultural Bureau, and the file bag had been opened.

Wattle pulled out a large pile of papers.

"Notification Letter for the Recognition of High-level Artists and Members of the Yangon Calligraphy and Painting Association."

The sketch professor paused slightly as he scanned the contents of the paper.

Being able to join a local art association is a great joy for every art practitioner.

The literati have been despised since ancient times.

Being able to be a member of an official organization is not only a recognition of your academic ability, but also an acceptance of you as a part of the larger circle.

Monet: They were ostracized by the academic circles in the first place.

I can't get any opportunities to open exhibitions or participate in celebrity salons.

So in a fit of rage, he decided to go it alone and held the so-called "Salon of the Losers" on the banks of the Seine.

I don't dare to say that if you join the art association, you will not be suppressed, but at least it is much better than floating outside alone.

The Artists Association even holds large-scale art exhibitions for its members on a regular basis.

Correspondingly,

Art associations in the world are usually not something you can add if you want to.

In some places, only the representative artists of the Grand Gallery can apply, and some art associations must be recommended by several old members. Some associations have a special jury to review and recommend qualifications.

In order to be fair, the Dongxia Art Association implements a strict scoring system. Artists are given points ranging from 1 to 6 for their contributions to national exhibitions, regional exhibitions, and publications in journals of different grades.

If you accumulate 9 points, you will be able to join.

Many teachers and researchers at the level of full professors of the eight major academies of fine arts do not meet the threshold for membership.

The Yangon Painting and Calligraphy Association is not as well-known as the art associations of Eastern Xia, Britain or Germany.

Considering Gu Weijing's seventeen-year-old age, it is still very good. It's not even good at all.

"That's nice."

Professor Wattle looked at the name of the artist Gu Weijing on the document and let out a heartfelt sigh.

The Artists Guild in his hometown of Hamburg is also a well-known and long-established art association, which has left its place in the history of art, and many of the biggest artists have produced it.

Of course, no matter how good the Hamburg Art Association is, Professor Wattel is not eligible to participate.

"I'm not surprised that Gu Weijing's ability to use the pen can be recognized by the Yangon Painting and Calligraphy Association."

He told the truth.

"Gu Weijing was able to participate in the Art Association, not because of his ability to use his pen."

The principal smiled: "Don't feel too unbelievable when you see the content of the supporting documents at the back. ”

Wattel saw the documents behind the Shwedagon Pagoda project at the beginning of the year.

He nodded suddenly: "I see, this is really a good opportunity to gild." ”

Wattle went back to Europe for the holidays at the beginning of the year, but he still heard about the important local art scene like the Shwedagon Pagoda restoration project.

There were more great artists in Yangon in those days than all the famous painters who had visited Yangon in the past 100 years, and the status of art history was unparalleled.

But this kind of thing is too far from Professor Wattel.

He was also only half-aware of traditional oriental art, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly,

Gu Weijing was able to have this opportunity to see the world.

"Gu Weijing is not just gold-plated, he just jumped into the golden river and took a bath. I have to envy this opportunity, you look at the mural creators behind. ”

The headmaster took a sip of the black tea on the table and prompted.

Professor Wattle flipped to the mural of "Ritual Buddha Protector" at the back of the document, and saw the name of the creator at the bottom - [Artist: Cao Xuan/Gu Weijing]

I'm going to go!

"This 'CAOXUAN' is the Cao Xuan that comes to mind in my mind?" Professor Wattle asked, dumbfounded.

No matter how many art practitioners who don't know about Oriental art, they will not be unfamiliar with the name Cao Xuan.

He is in the realm of art what Ernest Hemingway is to the realm of literature.

"Apart from that Cao Xuan, which other Cao Xuan can there be?" The headmaster spread his hands.

He knew too well how Professor Wattle was feeling at the moment.

This is a joint painting!

A joint painting of fucking, fucking, fucking and Mr. Cao Xuan!!

The headmaster's eyes are red to death.

This is a mural fixed there, which cannot be taken away or sold.

But any work that is painted on paper and put on the auction house can be millions of dollars casually.

If it weren't for the three words "Gu Weijing" that followed, it lowered the style of this work, otherwise it would still be sold exaggeratedly.

(End of chapter)