"Did you learn German secretly, didn't we take French lessons together?" I remember my teacher saying that your accent had a standard Parisian flavor, and I was like a yellow-haired girl from another province or North Africa. ”

The cheerleader next to him stuck out his tongue and sighed.

"It's old-fashioned, but there are English-taught majors in German universities." Coco pulled a thin soft hair at the mirror, and replied casually, "You can also go and have a look, there is also a joint double degree, go to college once, get two degree certificates, and earn more." ”

"Coco is great. An interviewer at such a high-ranking university would definitely not want me, and if I had the qualifications, I would have applied to the Yale Art Department. Ivy League schools, how nice it sounds. Every day, I dress up beautifully on campus, and I can catch any potential stock nerd or future technology upstart, and I will be done in this life. There was a girl holding her arms on the side and imagining.

"Where. If I can pass the admission, the interviewer will definitely not value me. ”

Kou Kou snorted her little tiger teeth, and complained very self-knowingly: "Why am I good, and my father is good if you want to be good." ”

"What's the difference, it's not all the same."

The girls laughed for a while.

"You just sang Mozart Rock?"

"When I went to the magic capital with my mom last year, it happened to be Faza's Asian tour, and it was very exciting." A girl casually praised and said, "I didn't expect you to sing quite well!" ”

"Listen to it, listen to it! Sister, I studied it professionally. Just now, I still had something in my mouth, and I couldn't open my throat. Sing it seriously, it will sound better. ”

Coco found a tissue, spit out the red bubble gum in her hand, and gently hummed the musical's theme song "Indulge in Life" twice.

really

The breath really got a little brighter.

She stumbled over various interests and hobbies, and it was hot for three minutes.

There are not many tracks that can be sung in musicals, but this melody has both the modern and high-speed rock rhythm and the solemn beauty of classical music.

Indeed, when she heard it occasionally, she liked it as soon as she heard it.

"It's a pity that the Academy of Fine Arts in Hamburg doesn't have a musical theater major."

"One of my bucket lists is to play Mozart in Rock."

"Wearing a wig to play that Mozart's first love, Aloisia?"

"How could it be. To act, of course, my sister is playing Mozart himself, and the scene where Mozart pouts in the center of the stage and kisses all the beautiful young ladies and handsome guys who participate in the performance is simply so cool, and it is legal to rub oil. I love this plot so much. ”

"Coco, shameless, you're such a female rascal."

The girls laughed and quipped.

"Actually, I prefer the sad song "Rose" in the play, with a suitable fairy tale book, and this BGM recording short video in literary style, which has been quite popular recently. It doesn't take much effort to get a lot of likes on Tiktok. ”

Someone took a book out of a bag on the side.

Share the traffic password she has in her possession.

Everyone turned their heads.

It's a very cute fairy tale book, with the title of "The Little Prince" and the Scholastic publishing house logo on the side.

Above the book cover.

A little boy in a formal suit sits on a sand dune with his knees crossed, looking at the stars and thinking about roses.

His facial features seemed to be shrouded in a faint mist, which was not clear, but those clear eyes couldn't help but make the hearts of all the girls present suddenly move slightly.

The backstage was inexplicably quiet for a moment.

"Draw a knife?" A few seconds later, someone spoke.

Most of the girls in the room are art majors at Dulwich.

They still have people who know the goods, and they have broken the drawing method of fairy tale books.

"The oil painting knife can still be like this, this basic skill is too strong."

"Wow, I want to learn how to draw with a knife."

"You don't know this illustrator, Detective Cat, he's been famous for the past two months. There's a lot of news about her in the art news section. Some people also say that this set of "The Little Prince" seems to have a special effect on autistic children, and they don't know if it's true or not, anyway, it's a god. ”

"Oh, oh, oh, as soon as I said that, I suddenly remembered that this detective cat is not the female Internet celebrity who became famous on Mr. Hyperion's channel. It was tied with a ten-dollar illustration and a million-dollar Jane Arnaud commission. Stepping on the hot spot, it became popular in an instant. ”

The cheerleaders were reminded by their peers and immediately remembered who the illustrator was.

Last month, the detective cat was a hot topic in the art media.

When they swiped their mobile phones, they had browsed more or less relevant news.

"The chairman of the Oil Painting and the lady Elena seem to have almost fought for her on the board of directors. Some media even called her the next era of Banksy. ”

"Bankes? Such a high rating. A doodle illustration by Banksy will cost 700,000 or 800,000 euros. Detective Cat is not a small Internet celebrity who has only been famous for two months. ”

"Little Internet celebrities don't have the ability to make Oil Painting magazine lose face."

"If I were her, I would definitely seize the opportunity to start a live broadcast and paint, and maybe I could attract hundreds of thousands of fans."

Some people yearn for it.

"Wake up sister, it's vulgar, what people want is a sense of mystery. Besides, what if the painter is a fat aunt. The girl next to her was talking and talking, and she was a little obscene, "Hmm...... She can ask me to be a face substitute, and I can do it without money. ”

"Stinky beauty."

“……”

Coco was originally fiddling with her hairstyle on the side.

She's always tried to have cool, stylish hair.

However, he was ruthlessly suppressed by the student union and the director of discipline with school rules.

This time, it was in the name of a group performance that he succeeded in perming a Michael Jackson-style wavy curly hair.

She was looking in the mirror with pride.

Hearing everyone's chatter, he turned his head curiously.

"The ...... in your hand It's the new version of "The Little Prince", it's pretty good. ”

"Yes, pretty, but really sought-after."

The girl who originally came out of "The Little Prince" saw that the captain was interested, and immediately handed it over and said, "I squatted on the Internet for a long time before I successfully photographed one." ”

At Dulwich, Kou is also one of the few girls with the best family conditions.

There can be something that Coco doesn't have.

The girl handed over the book, with some casual show-off in her tone: "I found a scalper to buy, it's a little expensive, maybe I'm going to eat soil this week, but the number of likes is super high, and my Tiktok live broadcast hasn't had a three-digit audience for a long time." ”

"It's the first book in Yangon."

"Really?"

Coco's tone was a little confused.

"It can still be fake, you open your phone and look, the short video I posted last week has more than 1,000 likes." The other party said with great interest.

"No, it's not about TIktok...... I mean, you're sure this is the first one in Yangon. I think I've seen this book. ”

Memories flooded through Coco's mind.

"Did you see someone else's show on the Internet?"

"No, it should be this book, a physical book, in a ...... Friends have seen it there. ”

Coco's green fingers touched the cover of "The Little Prince".

She looked a little unsure.

"How is that possible? This book broke the all-time sales record for fairy tale books. It's very tight, plus it's the English version, and Amazon doesn't have much distribution to Asia at all. With the normal channels on our side, we can't buy it even if we want to. ”

The girl smiled and said, "My delivery location is filled in the collection warehouse in the United States, and then mailed to my home." It should already be the fastest channel, and the expedited shipping alone will have to catch up with the book money. ”

"But, I've seen exactly the same thing."

Coco pursed her lips and opened the book.

At first, she was a little skeptical that she had made a mistake, but as she rustled the page, she strengthened her initial opinion.

Not bad at all.

She had definitely accidentally seen the existence of this book in Gu Weijing's school bag.

Such a beautiful illustration book, art students only need to see it once, it is difficult to forget.

"I have a friend who likes the book "The Little Prince" very much, and I saw this book with him more than half a month ago, really."

She licked the corners of her mouth, the tip of her tongue sliding over her rubbed lip gloss, with a dewy texture.

Kou was confused at the time.

After I found out that Gu Weijing watched the little prince in class, I checked it on the Internet and didn't read similar versions of books.

It turned out to be a new book that had just been published.

"For more than half a month, it's even more impossible. The book was released by the publisher in time for the Easter sale. ”

The cheerleader girl thought that it was Coco who thought she had stolen the limelight, so she deliberately questioned herself.

She was a little unconvinced and said: "In March, it didn't hit the shelves, where could it be ...... Unless, there is a thief who finds it out of the printing factory. ”

Speaking of which.

The girl herself was amused by her opinion.

"Coco, if you like it, just say it. Your birthday next month, I'll see if I can get another one as your birthday present. In exchange, you're going to lend me a video of your big pool. It's such a big heart-shaped surf pool, it's so beautiful. ”

Coco didn't answer.

She was still staring at the fairy tale book in her hand.

Kou believed that the other party was not lying, and she was quite sure that her memory was not wrong.

Her eyes swept over the first batch of first-time printing logos in March 2023 on the title page of the book, remembering that when she was in recess, she bumped into the strange white cover of the "Little Prince" single book on the shelf of Gu Weijing's hand, and remembered the Bentley car that Gu Weijing boarded.

Coco blinked.

It's funny.

——

At the moment, on the other side of the campus.

Gu Weijing walked into the path of the west campus.

Land in Yangon is not valuable, and Dulwich College is one of the world's leading private international schools.

The area of the school is very large.

There are various playgrounds, painting rooms, swimming pools, libraries, and campus water bars.

Posters of recruitment and exchange programs for different clubs are layered on top of each other on the billboard. The air dome tennis court resembles an upside-down white dome, and the yellow green corridor is brightly painted, as if it was built with Lego bricks.

The teaching building in front of me is a quaint British building.

In the middle of it is a rectangular body with carved columns, flanked by slightly taller annexes, and the whole set of buildings takes the shape of the letter H.

Green artificial vines hang from the building's earthy brick walls, giving the school a little bit of the momentum of a century-old school that has only been established in Yangon for a few years.

"This is it."

Gu Weijing glanced at the sign on the side of the building.

He's spent his entire teenage years at Dulwich, but hasn't been to the school a few times in total, so maybe Mona has had more of a chance to come here.

This is the office building of the staff and teachers of the school.

The Canadian principal likes to be closer to the students and wander between classes.

The principal's office is on the top floor of the main building where Gu Weijing and they take classes, with the exception.

The offices of professors in most other schools are still separated, creating a relatively private and quiet environment.

"I don't know if the professor is there."

Gu Weijing took the elevator to the third floor, and according to his vague impression, he found the room with [Oliveira Wattle] written on the nameplate at the door, and pressed the doorbell.

"Hello, Professor Waterl."

After the doorbell rang three times, the office door opened.

A neatly combed head was visible in the room.

Gu Weijing nodded and greeted the teacher.

"Gu ...... Gu Weijing? ”

The sketch teacher raised an eyebrow.

He didn't expect a student to come to his door at noon, and he couldn't hide his surprise.

"You're here...... Forget it, let's talk about it first. ”

Professor Wattle let Gu Weijing into the room and pointed to the small sofa next to him against the wall. "Would you like something to drink?"

Gu Weijing looked around at the office.

The Dulwich teachers' offices are not small, and Professor Wattel's room is not as rigorous as the Germans are rumored on the Internet, a little messy, but also chaotic and orderly.

On the wall behind him hung all kinds of paintings, large and small, with computers on the table, and a few drawing boards standing leaning against the window.

On the wall opposite the office is an LCD TV playing a soccer game on mute, combined with a dress jacket on a chair and an open Budweiser beer on the table.

When he knocked on the door.

The teacher was during the lunch break, touching the fish and watching the ball game.

"This is not good, Gu, although there is no legal drinking age in Myanmar, after all, you are still a student."

Wattle finds himself secretly drinking at school and is slightly embarrassed when he is bumped into by a student.

He turned off the TV, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it into the Xiaoice box, took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Gu Weijing, and made a joke, "I hope you don't think it's a matter of conduct." In my hometown, drinking beer is the same as drinking water, and having a drink during the lunch break is not considered an alcoholic. ”

"Of course. Teacher, I'm here to ask you questions to help you around. ”

Gu Weijing said straight to the point.

The field of painting is inseparable from drawing and watercolor.

The same is true for Dulwich's teaching system, where the sketching and watercolour classes are all taught by Mr. Wattle in front of him.

(End of chapter)