Chapter 483: Competition

"Then let's go pack our things, find a homestay today, and then move in after we find a suitable rental house in two days." Remember to hold clothes, bedding, and the glass rope on the balcony, which can be used as a simple drying rack. I have the impression that there is a women's bicycle in the warehouse, which should have been left by the previous owner, and I will see if it can be used when the time comes. ”

Seeing that her aunt was no longer crying, Kou Ko softly arranged the next thing.

The woman nodded.

Slowly standing up, she paced out the door, and when she reached the door, she hesitated and stopped.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Coco asked.

"That's right...... At home, at home...... The nanny, the driver, the chef and the aunt got together and made a fuss about us settling this month's salary. ”

A local official's wife like her is not the mother of a soil mine owner in the mountains.

I don't like to mention money.

Unseemly.

She just needs to dress beautifully, watch movies and drink coffee, travel to Singapore, Thailand, and send her credit card bill to a dedicated assistant every month, which is usually paid by her husband.

I hardly even ask why.

At this moment, she was forced to ask for money by the original maid in the family, which made the woman obviously a little embarrassed.

"It's all white-eyed wolves."

An angry expression appeared on the aunt's face, and she whispered indignantly, "We used to be so good to them, but now something has just happened to our family, and we are yelling and yelling there." Tell me, all these yearsβ€”"

"Give."

Coco held out a finger and interrupted her stepmother's complaints.

She said calmly: "Give it to others, it should be." How much money did they earn a month ago. It's just a few hundred dollars of hard-earned money, why should we ask people to live and die with us, and share weal and woe. It's just that our family has been a little tight lately, and Dad still has activities there, we still have to move, and we have to find a house to rent, you can ask if you can pay it after a while. It is a favor that people are willing to forgive a few days, and it is their duty not to be willing to forgive...... Forget it, I'll say this myself. ”

Kou stood up and brought a hiking bag from the door of her study.

She seemed to have packed up her room.

Coco pulled an old wooden paint box out of her bag and poured it out on her desk.

It's full of tinkling pieces of jewelry.

"No, Auntie, please go out for a run."

"I looked for it, and these things should be worth some money. These rose gold and silver should be sold very well, and jade jewelry should be found in a jade shop. These winged cartoon ornaments are Disney's colored gemstones, and each costs more than $200, but you must remember to go to the special jewelry pawn shop on Diplomat Boulevard, otherwise people will bully you too hard. This Montblanc fountain pen is also quite expensive, but unfortunately the nib was broken by me, and there ......"

The girl explained the origin of these trinkets she had accumulated from childhood to adulthood, and how to deal with it, to her stepmother.

At last.

There were only a few small bracelets on the table wearing jade beads.

The wrists of these bracelets are very slender, and each of the red strings has been truncated, and the longest one is only about 12 in size.

Looking at the circumference, it should be brought by children around ten years old.

The aunt's gaze swept over the chains on the table, with a disappointed look in her eyes.

The texture of this jadeite bead is not very good, and the jade color is very mixed.

Let's talk about gems...... It's barely true.

Let's talk about stones, it's not far away.

It's the level at which the old man sells a string of $2 at the stall on the street, buy a fresh one, and play with it.

If you buy it for more than ten dollars, people will laugh at you like a big wrongdoer.

This chain was certainly not what she bought for Koukou.

She can't hold it, and people laugh at her backbone.

I guess it's the kind that other boys gave when they were playing in kindergarten.

"That's probably ...... It's not the work of a foreign designer, is it? Do you have a certificate? "I found that my daughter had been staring at these bracelets for a longer time than the previous strange things that were hundreds or thousands of knives bigger.

Auntie asked with the last trace of anticipation in her heart.

"No, it's worthless."

Miss Coco shook her head.

Instead of putting the bracelets back in the box, she carefully tucked them into her pocket.

Kou thought for a moment.

She put the iPhone 14 in her pocket, which had a crack in the screen, into the box, and then pulled her tablet out of her backpack and set it aside.

"That's it. That's what I said. ”

MOBILE PHONES DON'T MATTER, BUT IN FACT, IPADS ARE NOT ENTERTAINMENT DEVICES FOR MANY ART STUDENTS, BUT PRODUCTIVITY TOOLS.

It's half a rigid need.

However, she was never a good student anyway.

Coco smiled inwardly.

She picked up her bag and turned to walk out of the room.

"I'm sorry."

Miss Coco was about to walk out of the room.

Ever since he was reprimanded by the girl, Dan Minming, who had been staring at the floor in despair, as if he had lost his soul, suddenly spoke.

His voice was small.

But the room was quiet.

So the three people present heard it very clearly.

"I'm sorry, Coco, and I regret it, Dad is such an incompetent person."

The middle-aged man stared at his toes and said in a dreamy tone.

No one knows.

Is the police officer apologizing for the slap he just gave his daughter, or is he apologizing for not being able to provide her daughter with enough life to be happy and pursue her dreams.

"Don't be stupid."

Coco stopped and turned to the side, looking at her dejected father.

"I love you."

She didn't say it didn't matter.

It's that I love you.

Even if you used to be old-fashioned and stubborn, you wore a dead face all day long, and you married a vixen as a stepmother, which made me very unhappy.

But I still love you.

I love you.

So even if you are incompetent and vulnerable, you will beat your daughter when you get angry.

But there's still no need to say sorry.

"When I was young, I didn't have an iPhone, I didn't have these Bling Bring's bracelets, I didn't have a father who was a big official, and I didn't have a coconut tree by the sea, didn't we live a very tenacious life?"

Coco turned around and strode out of the room.

That afternoon.

One after another, the regulations clearly instructed the family to pack the remaining things, dismissed the servants and drivers, and contacted the cheap homestay where to stay.

She looked serene and logical, as if she was arranging a relaxing late spring trip.

Even the rainy season in Yangon is very humid, and you need to bring a clothesline to dry the quilt often.

The nanny and aunt at home didn't expect that over the years, the owner's family had no worries about food and clothing, was served by others, and even looked a little arrogant.

There is such a delicate side to her personality.

Coco has lived the life of a young lady for many years.

But with the quiet and peaceful life of the rich princess is shattered.

When I was a child, I grew up with my crazy mother, and I couldn't tell if it was my mother who took care of her, or the swarthy little girl who took care of her mother, came out of her heart again.

Just like Kou told her dad.

She used to have nothing.

Still alive and tenacious.

Miss Coco took care of everything in an orderly manner until the evening when she carried her schoolbag and dragged her suitcase. The father pushed the bicycle that was not angry, and the family walked out of the original home with large bags and small bags.

The moment the door of the mansion closed to her permanently.

Coco also a tear,

None of them flowed.

β€”β€”

Berlin, Germany.

The blue-blue dome of the palace on the island in the middle of the lake was shrouded in sunlight that was neither bright nor hazy.

This unique feeling of faint dust and smoke wafting under the blue sky makes the whole palace complex look like an old piece of green jade, and it seems to be a watercolor painting that has been covered with layers of masterful brushstrokes but does not look dirty.

Just like thousands of kilometers away, on the other side of the Eurasian continent, Gu Weijing once painted the appearance.

Museum Island –

On the table in the workshop of Dulwich sketch teacher Wattel, the location of a decade-long photograph of picturesque landscapes, the pride of the Prussians, the representative building of Berlin in the hearts of the German nation after the Brandenburg Gate.

This afternoon, there was a brief road closure.

Berlin-based fashion label Hannah has designed a series of creative garments inspired by traditional Oriental ink painting elements at this year's Spring Fashion Week to cater to the strong growth in Greater China over the past few financial years.

Thereinto.

The men's clothing was named the "Shan series" and the women's clothing was named the "Shui series".

Although the scale of the Hannah label is far from the first-line, it is one of the many emerging creative brands that have emerged in the trend of young and trendy brands in recent years.

However, the board of directors has high hopes for their new clothing product line, hoping to rely on unique oriental aesthetic design and take a differentiated route to determine their own cross-cultural brand style in the increasingly homogeneous and fiercely competitive fashion market.

For this.

They did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to charter a whole day of white marble covered bridge on the water on the side of Museum Island, and invited Cui Xuanyou, a Chinese artist living in Berlin, to jointly plan a media advertising shooting day as the most important publicity event of the year.

There are photographic helicopters hula flying in the sky.

Vogue Germany, Elle, 032c...... The most influential fashion magazines and independent art magazines in Berlin also sent reporters to the show.

The flashing lights lit up one after another, and the scene was very lively for a while.

Berlin time, it's six o'clock in the afternoon.

As the sun approached set, a tall, stocky, bald middle-aged man sat on a railing and shouted in a mixture of German, English, and Chinese, among the handsome men and models dressed in Hannah fashion on the gray-and-white arch bridge deck across the River Spree.

I don't know if I thought someone wanted to jump into the river.

Those who know understand that it is Cui Xuanyou, the artist consultant at the media day, Master Cui, who is foaming at the mouth of the guidance work.

β€œSexy! , Sexy! Is there anyone to teach this idiot that sexy is a subtle seductive temperament, not a fucking laugh. Seduce me, you have to seduce me with your eyes. ”

Cui Xuanyou stretched out two fingers and stabbed viciously into the air.

It seems that Cheng Kun is ready to "grab the pearl with two dragons" to the golden lion king at any time in the Shaolin Temple.

"She looks like a stripper in a €1 shop now!"

"It's so fucking Low."

Cui Xuanyou spat on the ground angrily.

The Golden Retriever Lion King.

Uh, no, in the middle of the covered bridge, wearing a white and gray dress that is the same color as the bridge deck, it looks like it should be a beautiful blonde lady of mixed Asian and European descent who is sprayed with dog blood.

But he didn't dare to say a word of grievance.

For another occasion, another industry.

For example, if you want to speak to the opposite sex in a company like Volkswagen or Siemens, at least you will be interviewed by the personnel department or the anti-sexual harassment and anti-discrimination department.

It is very likely that I will meet directly in court.

But the arts, romance, and fashion industries are an exception.

The scale tolerance will be relatively large.

In other words, during working hours, the scale tolerance of the workplace will be relatively large.

Outside of Hollywood studios, studios, and the backstage of the catwalk, if directors and celebrities dare to say anything, or sneak their butts, slap each other, and then protect the fingerprints on their pants, waiting for a sky-high out-of-court settlement compensation.

But if you know exactly what the work is going to do today, and you can't give the director the desired state.

You have to listen to the scolding.

That's the money you're earning, there's no way.

Many designers, directors, stage planners and even music directors recall that they are as fierce as tyrants when they enter the workplace.

Roar at every turn.

There are more ruthless and more excessive words than now.

Moreover, the art-related industry is actually much larger in Europe than in conservative Americans.

Cui Xuanyou is an aesthetic consultant invited by the brand and a master of art.

Top signed artists in CDX Gallery.

Over here.

His word is heaven.

Including those media reporters and teachers in the venue, no one felt that there was anything wrong with such a reprimand.

If you are not satisfied, you are a waste, and if you don't want to do it, you can get out.

The metropolis is full of beautiful girls who want to be models, handsome and handsome guys.

It's just like the dream chasers in Hengdian.

Many models in this industry even earn only $30~50 per hour for shooting, and they have to grab job opportunities.

Hannah will be able to find two dozen people who can be scolded and can replace you in a matter of minutes.

And Cui Xuanyou, a well-known painter and a master-level art consultant, although his coffee position is far from making the label kneel on the ground, holding banknotes, begging to come over.

But it is also a very valuable and important asset, and it is also an important selling point when it is promoted.

The ecological niche is very high.

"Cool off, drink saliva, Mr. Cui, we can still shoot several sets before the sun goes down completely." The field assistant next to him handed over a bottle of Ceylon black tea.

"Heh, it's all wooden, and I don't feel it at all. Such a person, if she is in my studio, how much money she gives, Lao Tzu is not willing to teach her. ”

The bald artist disgruntled with a pat on the railing beneath him.

"That is, you also have to understand that it is extremely difficult to combine the two aesthetics of the East and the West and cross cultural barriers, and not everyone is a genius like your son Cui Xiaoming."

(End of chapter)