A yellow bird of unknown breed landed on the broken sculpture at the water's edge, and looked curiously at the pair of young people on the lawn with tiger-skin-colored pupils, wondering in his heart whether the bag of puffed wheat crisps that the bodyguard had opened and placed on the lawn not far away would allow him to jump over and peck at him.

"Meow."

The yellow bird turned his head and saw a big bored cat crouching under the sculpture staring at him.

It is estimated that in its heart, it is also regarded as a wheat crispy snack after a meal.

The bird was startled, chirped twice, jumped up and flew away.

Ngawang bared his teeth and waved his paws, feeling a little frustrated in his heart. When she was not fattened yet, she pounced on this stupid bird that didn't know whether to live or die, and she pounced accurately.

She stared at the yellow bird disappearing into the grove in the distance, hesitated for a few seconds.

Forget it, just let it go.

Lying at the feet every day, rolling, stretching out the neck to rub and sell cute, there is a big sister to feed the delicious, and the cat is too lazy to worry about these guys.

She turned her gaze back.

Gu Weijing was still lying flat on Sakai Katsuko's lap, and neither of them spoke.

Miss Sakai is playfully braiding the longest tuft of hair on her boyfriend's forehead with a small rubber band.

Gu Weijing sorted out his thoughts, savoring the statement that the girl told him that 'his mood is like porcelain'.

Ngawang looked at this scene full of the sour smell of love and wrinkled his nose.

This cat, who yearns for freedom, suddenly feels that she has been maliciously isolated by life.

She glanced at Gu Weijing.

The action of pushing it off his chest in disgust just now made Awang's self-esteem take a hit.

Cats are unhappy, cats ignore you.

Ngawang jumped up to Miss Sakai and licked the back of the young lady's hand.

When Katsuko Sakai looked away, she rolled on the ground, meowing softly and begging for a hug.

"Lao Tzu is so cute, don't hug him, hug me, hug me!"

Ah Wang turned his round head very humanely, wanting to arch Gu Weijing from the little sister's lap.

"Get up, let's go rowing, I just saw that you can rent one of those two-person wooden fishing boats here. We can go and play together for a while. ”

Katsuko Sakai opened her arms and let Ngawang jump into her arms and stick to her, suggesting while scratching the soft flesh of the cat's tail with her fingers.

Gu Weijing did not refuse this time.

"So when am I ready and mentally adjusted to pick up a paintbrush again? Is it okay to come back after rowing? ”

He asked, uncertain.

"Probably you can, you can't. It shouldn't be me who answers this question, it should be your own heart. ”

"My parents just told me this concept, how to take care of that 'porcelain cup', no one in the world knows your heart better than Gu Jun yourself."

Katsuko Sakai stood up with the cat in her arms, "My father had a similar problem for a while, and during that time, my mother and he often went to Sensoji Temple together to ask for a lot. ”

"One day. They met a Zen master at Sensoji Temple and said to my father. Chaos is dark, awakening is bright. ”

He said, Sakai layman, when a person falls into the devil, all thoughts are lost, and all kinds of chaos are born. When a person becomes a Buddha, the sun rises in the east and the mind is at peace. ”

"My father thought it was obscure and."

"Becoming a Buddha and entering a demon are both very abstract concepts, in history, the old monks in Tokyo and Nara Castle boasted that they were miraculous, let alone become Buddhas, and they could live past seventy. But my father said that later, when he felt enlightened, he really felt peace and joy and became a Buddha. ”

At that moment, he couldn't believe that he could draw such a perfect work by himself. He really felt that he had 'become a Buddha'. ”

"I think the moment you decide you're ready, it's probably going to be a sense of rebirth from the inside out, from the mind to the body. In that instant, you know you're ready. ”

Sakai Katsuko took Gu Weijing's hand and looked at him seriously.

"I promise, at that time, you didn't need a five-minute drawing practice to consolidate your mind. True growth only takes a slow blink of an eye, a powerful heartbeat, and a calm breath. ”

Peace and joy, standing on the ground to become a Buddha.

Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows, Old Man Cao is this kind of immortal spirit, and the great master of the painting world who can make the Bodhisattva open his eyes with a pen can believe that he has Buddha nature in his body.

After all, he is almost a hundred years old.

In the folk tales of the feudal era, it is really the person who can shape the golden body and become a Buddha in the future.

In "The Book of Jin: The Biography of Hao Chao", the founder of Taoism on Qingcheng Mountain, who is full of myths and legends, Zhang Daoling Heavenly Master, lived to be more than a hundred years old.

Uncle Sakai?

Gu Weijing tried hard in his mind to recall the appearance of Professor Sakai, who was round and his waist was about to catch up with his height, gnawing on chicken legs like a hamster.

In addition to the fact that the body is a bit similar to Maitreya Buddha, where is this Buddha nature!

Besides.

Professor Kazunari Sakai's painting style and painting themes were greatly influenced by classicism.

Even today.

Uncle Sakai will also be referred to as the "Ingres of the East" in many art magazines. ”

So what are the most famous characteristics of Classicism and Ingres's paintings?

Academically, it can be summarized as painting the naked skin of female characters with complete outlines, rigorous compositions and delicate colors, expressing an extremely delicate and lingering texture.

To put it simply, 70% of Ingres's most famous works in the museum are young ladies.

Half of the young ladies are undressed.

Just say human words.

Uncle Sakai was famous for his good paintings of beautiful girls' naked skin.

On the elegant side, Uncle Sakai has elevated the flesh to the level of art that is erotic but not erotic, beautiful but not glamorous.

On the vulgar side......

Well, this is the same as the color picture painters on the Internet, except for the young lady penned by Professor Sakai Issei, who can sell for millions of dollars a piece.

There's not much of a difference!

Think about it from that perspective.

In the entire Toei art world, Kenta Komatsu, who was closest to the style of the Austrian painter Klimt who preached "art is eroticism" in Vienna in the 19th century, would come to him in an attempt to establish a deeper collaboration with Professor Sakai.

It's also a very logical thing.

Klimt in Dongying and Angel in Dongying, anyway, everyone studies the painting lady, it's not that the family doesn't enter the door.

Of course, this kind of painting direction is too normal in the art field.

What's wrong with liking to draw girls?

Girls are art! The young lady is the walking muse.

From Ingres to Picasso, from Rococoism to avant-garde art, which great Western painter doesn't paint girls!

But such a person whose daily occupation is to draw all kinds of young ladies, patting his big belly, and feeling like he is about to become a Buddha when he sleeps.

Come on.

The great monk of Sensoji Temple went back and asked your Buddha, and he really agreed.

Gu Weijing tugged at the corners of his mouth.

He really didn't ask this question for the sake of Uncle Sakai being Katsuko Sakai's father.

Never mind.

Thinking about the emotional state just now, Gu Weijing is still a little afraid.

Since Katsuko wants him to go with the flow, then he will wait for a while.

He believes that his girlfriend will not be untargeted.

"Let's go. I can't help you with your final realization, but I can help you sort out your thoughts, and I've seen my mom do something similar for my dad. ”

Sakai Katsuko handed over the Ngawang in his arms to Gu Weijing's arms and hugged him, and went to the overturned table next to him to arrange a small bag, "Let's go to the lake, the environment there is more secluded." ”

Ngawang was still a little angry.

The tanuki turned her head away, not looking at Gu Weijing, but she straightened her back and stretched her neck, signaling him to pinch.

"Okay, okay, I won't push you next time, seriously, you're a little fat."

Gu Weijing gently waited for the cat's eyes, and pressed a few times on the seams of its bones, and the cool Awang began to stick out his little tongue, and then stopped.

"The sun rises in the east, and the mind is at peace."

Gu Weijing thought about the state described by Sakai Katsuko.

"Katsuko?"

"Huh? What's wrong. ”

"I don't think it's so troublesome, you kiss me again, what wisteria flowers, "Hundred Flowers", see me and kill it in seconds."

He's kidding.

Gu Weijing is in a really good mood now, and he can't help but want to tease Katsuko Sakai.

Miss Sakai carried the small schoolbag behind her, and she was in shape.

When she kissed just now, Sakai Katsuko was very courageous, and she didn't think about anything superfluous in her mind, just thinking about "taking it" out of the low emotional tide.

At this time, when I tasted it, my face was as red as blood.

Shy, though.

Katsuko Sakai didn't show any shyness, but seemed to think about it very seriously.

"Well—"

Just when Gu Weijing's heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably again.

"It depends on your performance in the future!"

Sakai Katsuko winked at Gu Weijing cutely.

The young man and woman looked at each other, feeling a burst of tenderness and sweetness echoing in the hearts of both parties.

The initial sprout of all love originates from the secretion of hormones between neurotransmitters, and this small emotional twist and turn can make two people's hearts closer.

Gu Weijing suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Katsuko Sakai asked curiously.

"I remembered our conversation just now, and it was a bit of an old husband and wife."

"Yes?" Katsuko Sakai frowned slightly.

"Just now I asked to paint for five minutes, and the way you shook your head cleanly and rejected me reminded me of my uncle's request to play billiards with a client, but he was scolded by his aunt."

"I'll just play a few games, socialize, I can't shirk it, I must go home before twelve o'clock! And my aunt answered every time. ”

Gu Weijing learned the tone of the middle-aged aunt: "No, you have to step out of the door today, and go to sleep on the sofa this week." ”

"Katsuko, I've always thought you were a very gentle girl. Unexpectedly, the majestic appearance of rejecting people just now turned out to be a little similar to my aunt. Sakai-san, by the way, it turns out that you also have such a strict side. ”

Gu Weijing nodded.

"Hmm...... yes, I've always felt like I'm still quite gentle. ”

Katsuko Sakai glanced at Gu Weijing, she was not satisfied that she was described as a middle-aged aunt.

"I also mentioned by the way, classmate Gu Weijing, I just said that it depends on your performance. You're not doing very well right now. Katsuko Sakai said lightly.

"Don't be offended, I'm joking."

"Me too."

Another burst of pleasant laughter.

The Royal Botanic Gardens Yangon has a well-developed water system, with a waterway around the lake in addition to the lake in the center of the park.

When it was built two hundred years ago, it took into account the leisure needs of the high-ranking civil servants of the British colonies in Southeast Asia at that time.

Here, they can drink a cup of black tea in the afternoon, play English rowing in their leisure time, and maintain the dignity of an upper-class English gentleman, just like they did in the days when they were studying at Eton and Oxford.

To this day, paid rowing is still one of the most important sources of income and stipends for the staff of the Royal Botanic Gardens.

The two wisteria trees in the park that made Gu Weijing haunt his dreams were cut down when the dock was expanded a few years ago.

So.

When he stepped on the wooden pontoon bridge on the pier and took Katsuko Sakai by the hand and stepped on a small boat, there was always a very strange mood.

Instead of renting a tandem canoe that can quickly skim across the lake like a black duck with its feathers, Katsuko Sakai rented a small fishing boat that resembles a Dongxia canopy.

These small fishing boats can seat one to six tourists.

There is a canopy for shade on the boat, and there is a bamboo mat similar to a tatami mat in the middle for a nap.

You can paddle yourself, hire a professional rower for $10 an hour, or have a native ebony luthier play the luthier at the bow for an additional $30.

Anyway, tourists who take this kind of boat are more interested in experiencing the local atmosphere than boating.

In all the service-oriented cities in Southeast Asia, only those who have money and basically all manual labor can find local labor replacement.

Sakai Katsuko is to help Gu Weijing find a suitable breakthrough opportunity.

The girl wanted to create a two-person world that belonged to the two of them and could calm their minds, and even Uncle Alai and Jasmine didn't call it.

So there is no interest in hiring someone to be a light bulb.

There were only two people and one cat, and they monopolized a fishing boat, and Gu Weijing was a little hurried at first, and he and Sakai Katsuko rowed out for more than ten meters, and they turned around the lake several times.

Fortunately, the two of them have been together for a long time, and they have subtly cultivated a very good tacit understanding, and they have a common mind after a few practices.

The two of them didn't ask for speed, so they slowly rowed the fishing boat to the middle of the lake.

"Alright, let's stop here."

Katsuko Sakai clapped her hands and motioned for them to float the boat on the vast lake.

"Now, Gu Jun, you can go and find the state of painting you want, but don't take a paintbrush, but use your heart."

"Intentions?"

Gu Weijing crossed his fingers: "You mean, just let me look at the lake, just like that?" Devotional? ”

A flat boat, lonely hanging above the water waves, the literati and scholars make the bow of the boat alone, participate in Zen enlightenment, and understand the true meaning of painting.

Such an artistic picture, Gu Weijing has indeed heard it before.

However.

This kind of Wei and Jin master-style amorous gameplay wants an eighteen-year-old young man like him to try it.

It's a little too difficult!

(End of chapter)