Chapter Seventy-Two: No Drawing
The public opinion offensive began quickly and ended quickly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
As a result of the patrol's intervention, by evening, the Vienna Comic Society was once again full of people, several of whom had bruised noses and swollen faces, and it was clear that there had been some skirmish with the patrol.
Only the "big-character posters" in the streets and alleys still retain most of them, after all, the patrol team has no spare time to tear up the tightly pasted "big-character posters", and the number of middle school students in art academies is limited, and there are only a few who are willing to follow the disciples of Master Lermi to tear up the "big-character posters", so most of them still exist.
Looking at the low-level artists in the comic club with their heads bowed and their faces full of frustration and resentment, Zhang Ang opened his mouth to comfort: "Alas, after all, people are big shots, and even the city hall has to be stammered, and there is no way to be driven back." But, after all, we've achieved our goal, haven't we?"
Seeing everyone raise their heads, Zhang Ang continued: "Now the whole of Vienna knows about this matter, and it is not difficult for everyone to find that most of the citizens are on our side, but they do not have the strength to change these injustices, so they can only silently support us." ”
"But what's the use of that?" someone couldn't help but ask, his voice hoarse and confused: "I shouted all day, and I was beaten by the patrol, but apart from gaining some sympathy, nothing has changed, the comic club still can't work, and Master Lermi is still on top." Our efforts have no effect at all!"
"No, it works!" Zhang Ang denied with a serious face: "It's just that it's not obvious! But it works! Just a few days later......"
Just as he was comforting, there was a quick knock on the door, it was a few people who were watching the wind outside, and their voices were extremely eager: "Someone is coming, is it...... It's the palace guards! There are three!"
There was an uproar in the comic club, and many people looked panicked, looking for a place to hide, but it was obvious that there was nothing to hide in the empty comic club.
"Don't panic, everyone! They shouldn't have come to arrest us! Even if they do, they won't use violence! There are so many of us, can they all arrest us?" Adolf hurriedly shouted, suppressing everyone's panic.
After a while, the palace guards came to the door of the comic book club and knocked on the door.
Without hesitation, Adolf opened the door.
I saw three people walking in, one was richly dressed, and the other were fully armored, and all of them were in the style of the Austrian court, which looked very luxurious.
I saw the gorgeously dressed guy in the lead and asked slowly: "I'm Wright, the field director of the Hofburg Palace, is this the Vienna Comic Society?"
"Yes, I wonder what your lordship is here for?" Adolf asked, neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"I'm here on behalf of Grand Duke Louisa! Come and talk about cooperation with you!" Chief Wright said directly: "Grand Duke Louisa likes your comics very much, and I came here to invite a few people to go to the palace to draw comics for the Grand Duke and her! It is the last few volumes of "The Great Swordsman Jack"! Of course, it will not be in vain! Grand Duke Louisa is a very generous person!"
Then, he looked around: "Okay, pick a few of the best painting skills, come with me." ”
There was silence in the comic club, and everyone turned their attention to Zhang Ang or Adolf.
After being silent for a while, Zhang Ang spoke: "I'm sorry sir, the Vienna Comics Club will no longer draw comics in the future, so we can't help it." ”
"What do you mean?" Chief Wright frowned, "What do you mean not to paint? This is an invitation from Archduke Louisa!
The public opinion offensive began quickly and ended quickly.
As a result of the patrol's intervention, by evening, the Vienna Comic Society was once again full of people, several of whom had bruised noses and swollen faces, and it was clear that there had been some skirmish with the patrol.
Only the "big-character posters" in the streets and alleys still retain most of them, after all, the patrol team has no spare time to tear up the tightly pasted "big-character posters", and the number of middle school students in art academies is limited, and there are only a few who are willing to follow the disciples of Master Lermi to tear up the "big-character posters", so most of them still exist.
Looking at the low-level artists in the comic club with their heads bowed and their faces full of frustration and resentment, Zhang Ang opened his mouth to comfort: "Alas, after all, people are big shots, and even the city hall has to be stammered, and there is no way to be driven back." But, after all, we've achieved our goal, haven't we?"
Seeing everyone raise their heads, Zhang Ang continued: "Now the whole of Vienna knows about this matter, and it is not difficult for everyone to find that most of the citizens are on our side, but they do not have the strength to change these injustices, so they can only silently support us." ”
"But what's the use of that?" someone couldn't help but ask, his voice hoarse and confused: "I shouted all day, and I was beaten by the patrol, but apart from gaining some sympathy, nothing has changed, the comic club still can't work, and Master Lermi is still on top." Our efforts have no effect at all!"
"No, it works!" Zhang Ang denied with a serious face: "It's just that it's not obvious! But it works! Just a few days later......"
Just as he was comforting, there was a quick knock on the door, it was a few people who were watching the wind outside, and their voices were extremely eager: "Someone is coming, is it...... It's the palace guards! There are three!"
There was an uproar in the comic club, and many people looked panicked, looking for a place to hide, but it was obvious that there was nothing to hide in the empty comic club.
"Don't panic, everyone! They shouldn't have come to arrest us! Even if they do, they won't use violence! There are so many of us, can they all arrest us?" Adolf hurriedly shouted, suppressing everyone's panic.
After a while, the palace guards came to the door of the comic book club and knocked on the door.
Without hesitation, Adolf opened the door.
I saw three people walking in, one was richly dressed, and the other were fully armored, and all of them were in the style of the Austrian court, which looked very luxurious.
I saw the gorgeously dressed guy in the lead and asked slowly: "I'm Wright, the field director of the Hofburg Palace, is this the Vienna Comic Society?"
"Yes, I wonder what your lordship is here for?" Adolf asked, neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"I'm here on behalf of Grand Duke Louisa! Come and talk about cooperation with you!" Chief Wright said directly: "Grand Duke Louisa likes your comics very much, and I came here to invite a few people to go to the palace to draw comics for the Grand Duke and her! It is the last few volumes of "The Great Swordsman Jack"! Of course, it will not be in vain! Grand Duke Louisa is a very generous person!"
Then, he looked around: "Okay, pick a few of the best painting skills, come with me." ”
There was silence in the comic club, and everyone turned their attention to Zhang Ang or Adolf.