"Is something wrong?"
Gu Weijing walked to Sakai Katsuko.
The strange thing is that this time Sakai Tsunamasa did not follow his sister like a little tail.
He looked at his sister and Gu Weijing, and then at the black car next to him, with a strange look on his face.
"I heard about the murals. If you hadn't been so good at painting, Tsunasa may have caused you a lot of trouble today."
Sakai Katsuko Chao Pay attention to the sutra and bow.
"Tsunamasa, come here and apologize."
She waved to Tsunamasa Sakai behind her. Although Tsunamasa Sakai was a little reluctant, he still took the next step under his sister's stern gaze. Moved over step by step.
"Sorry, I didn't check the registration form carefully."
He said dejectedly.
"My father said that even Mr. Cao was full of praise for you today. It's a pity that I can only look at the photos."
She looked Gu Weijing up and down. The tone contained the melancholy of not being able to watch Gu Weijing prepare the paint to color the mural with his own eyes.
"Ahem."
Sakai Katsuko wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a cough and whoosh.
"Shengzi, why don't you introduce me to me, who is this stranger?"
A cold voice came from under the open glass of the Mercedes-Benz S65.
Gu Weijing's eyes fell on the car on the side, a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He had a mustache and a pair of large-lens sunglasses from the Raybanaaaaferrari series on his forehead.
The youth's whole person is presented with a hybrid temperament between the old samurai of the Edo period and the pilot in the Top Gun movie who drives the F14.
Very artistic style.
"I'm sorry, this is Mr. Gu Weijing. Mr. Gu, this is my senior Taro Komatsu, and the person in the co-pilot is my mother. They flew from Osaka to Yangon to visit. Us."
Mrs. Sakai in the passenger seat is a blonde beauty who looks very young and beautiful.
Gu Weijing remembered that when they first met, Shengzi once mentioned that her mother was Spanish.
"Hello, aunt, hello."
He nodded towards the car.
Mrs. Sakai had no intention of getting out of the car and meeting Gu Weijing. She just nodded slightly through the glass, which was considered a greeting.
"You are Gu Weijing. I heard that Professor Lin Tao is very optimistic about you."
Kosatsu Taro opened the door and got out of the driver's seat.
He is tall, slightly half a head taller than Gu Weijing, who is still underage.
Kosatsu Taro stretched out his index finger, pushed his sunglasses onto his forehead, and squinted at Gu Weijing through the bottom of the frame.
He seems to have some understanding of Gu Weijing, and is not a stranger to him.
"Komatsu-senpai is a well-known emerging painter in Japan. Moreover, his father is the famous oil painting master Kenta Komatsu, who is praised as Klimt living in Osaka. ”
“You are the son of the founder of Komatsu Gallery”
Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Kenta Komatsu is a modern and contemporary extraordinary A famous Asian oil painter. His work style is influenced by Pre-Raphaelite and Symbolism. He focuses on asymmetric composition and patterned shapes. He prefers the style of heavy color and line drawing. He likes to use resplendent tones and symbols to symbolize the hidden mystery.
More socially influential than Kenta Komatsu as a painter, he is also a very successful businessman.
He founded his own. The gallery brand is Komatsu Gallery.
They are both family-owned galleries. The gap between Gu’s calligraphy and painting shop and Komatsu Gallery is like the difference between the snack shop selling spicy noodles at the entrance of the campus and the Fortune 500 such as 711. The gap.
The annual sales of the artists signed by Komatsu Gallery in the fourth quarter of last year were close to 1 billion yen, making it the fifth largest gallery in Osaka today.
Taro Komatsu a few years ago. When he was still in school, he followed his father, Mr. Komatsu, who was the chairman of the All-Japan Calligraphy and Painting Federation, to visit Professor Sakai on New Year's Day in Japan.
When he saw Katsuko Sakai for the first time, he was completely moved. The person was stunned for three seconds before he came to his senses.
As the young master of the Matsumoto family, it is not like Taro Komatsu has never seen a beautiful girl before.
But at that time, in order to welcome Japan's most important traditional festival of the year, Sakai Katsuko's slim figure, wrapped in an old-style dress, seemed to him to be both Eastern pure and Western charming. With a quiet temperament
Kosatsu Taro was immediately fascinated by the other party, and the happy passers-by in the tavern suddenly became vulgar fans that he was not interested in. .
She is like the kind of innocent butterfly that appears and flies away in every man's youth. Kosatsu Taro dreams of catching this butterfly and making it his own private collection.
Japan’s upper class society still maintains relatively traditional marriage habits. The legal age for marriage in Japan is eighteen.
Many girls from well-known families get engaged very early, even after graduating from college. She has become a full-time wife and will even get married first and then go to college.
His father Komatsu Kenta is also very supportive of his son's decision.
Sakai Kazunari. Being able to marry a great artist is also very beneficial to the interests of the Komatsu family gallery, but it is much more respectable than hooking up with an actress from some TV station.
The only thing that makes Komatsu Taro a little discouraged is.
After contacting her, he discovered that Sakai Katsuko was actually a very cold person. When faced with his almost straightforward pursuit, she acted neither distant nor warm.
It seemed that Katsuko’s whole body was sinkingImmersed in my own painting world, I don't care about anything else.
Only when you talk about painting with the other person, will you show interest.
This time he flew to Yangon with his "mother-in-law" Mrs. Sakai. During the few days of chatting, he was keenly aware that Shengzi frequently mentioned a local painter named Gu Weijing.
And every time she mentioned this name, her tone was full of interest, which made Komatsu Taro, who already regarded Sakai Katsuko as his private property, a little annoyed.
"You look a bit too young. I heard that Master Lin Tao likes you very much and wants to accept you as a disciple. Did you say when you will become a disciple?"
Xiao Song looked at Gu Wei through.
Gu Weijing felt uncomfortable being looked at by the other party, but out of politeness, he still answered.
"Professor Lin Tao just said that when I apply for college, I can consider going to Central America."
"I'm just a student."
Komatsu was disdainful Shake his head.
Students and apprentices are two different things. The former is just teaching, while the latter is the successor of the mantle. Especially in Asia, disciples have a very close relationship, like father and son in the art path. The apprentice inherits the mantle, while the master inherits the mantle. Do your best to pave the way for you.
Even for ordinary painters who have become famous, it will be very beneficial to their development if they can catch up with Professor Lin Tao.
This is why Professor Lin Tao was so shocked when he learned that Mr. Cao wanted to take Gu Weijing as his disciple.
If he were just a student,
Cao Xuan is now invited to be the dean and lifelong professor of the Department of Oriental Art at the University of the Arts in Hamburg. In theory, every student who has applied for the Department of Oriental Art All classmates can say that they are Mr. Cao’s students.
But Mr. Cao currently has less than five true apprentices, and any one of them is a well-known artist.
"What did I think it was?"
Since the apprenticeship ceremony will not be held for the time being, Xiaosong thought that Professor Lin Tao just casually said that Gu Weijing should take the Central American entrance examination.
“I don’t know whether Professor Lin Tao wants to encourage young people, or because his main business is more inclined to Chinese painting, and the requirements for sketching are relatively low. This is your pen drawing. ”
He took out one of the four pen drawings from the glove compartment of the car.
After Gu Weijing and the others finished the competition, several pen and ink drawings were taken away by the staff. I don’t know how Komatsu Taro got these works.
"Perhaps the only thing worthy of praise is the skill of using the brush, but it is only qualified. The craftsmanship is too heavy and has no soul at all. It is just a little better than the unimpressive Tanaka, but worse than Miss Sakai Far from it. In my opinion, being a soulless copier is much worse than not being able to draw well."
Kosatsu Taro rubbed his drawing bit by bit in front of Gu Weijing. Make it into a ball, then tear it into pieces and throw it away.
"That is to say, Professor Lin’s requirements are lenient. If it is in our home gallery, such pen drawings can only be thrown into the trash can. "
He said condescendingly.
Xiao Song is not afraid of offending Professor Lin Tao. In terms of artistic status, his father and Professor Lin Tao are almost evenly matched.
But He also didn’t want to offend Mr. Cao’s second disciple.
Their gallery is known as the best in Osaka and the fifth in Japan.
But the sales volume in the whole year is just that. There are only one or two fine paintings by Mr. Cao, not to mention that the profit of the gallery is an order of magnitude less than the sales volume.
Even the second generation of Mr. Cao are almost the same as his father. A top-notch artist.
After learning that Lin Tao probably had no plans to accept Gu Weijing as his apprentice anytime soon, Kosatsu Taro became bold and naked in his attacks.
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“Komatsu-kun is a little rude. "
Professor Kazunari Sakai, who had already gotten on the bus, happened to see the scene of tearing up the painting. He shook his head in displeasure and wanted to push the door and get out of the car.
"Issei, kid Let the children solve their own problems, Komatsu Taro is sensible. "
Mrs. Sakai shook her head.
She looked at her husband.
"One is the son of the chairman of the All-Japan Calligraphy and Painting Federation and the heir to Komatsu Gallery. One is a young local painter in Yangon, what do you think?"
Her tone was meaningful.
"It's too early. Shengzi is only seventeen years old. "
Sakai Kazunari was confused for a moment, and soon understood what his wife meant.
"It's late, don't tell me you can't tell what that kid Komatsu is thinking. . And when you are seventeen or eighteen, you are at the age where you should understand what a good match is. Maybe that Gu Weijing did have some talent. But we all study art, and we should all know how difficult it is to turn talent into wealth. ”
Mrs. Sakai may not really have to choose Komatsu as her son-in-law.
But at least, in her opinion, Komatsu Taro is better than Gu Weijing. Katsuko has many high-quality friends.
Not to mention how much marriage with Mr. Kenta Komatsu can help her daughter improve on her artistic path.
Just two. The young man himself.
Kosatsu Taro is now a professional painter.
When he was a senior in college, he successfully qualified to participate in the Yokohama Art Triennale and was in the amateur student group. Winning the second prize, he is one of the youngest winners in the past ten years.
Maybe it’s because of his father’s connections, but no matter what, an oil painting by Komatsu Taro can now be sold for two or three dollars. Thousands of dollars.
What about Gu Weijing?
Can one of his paintings be sold for one hundred dollars?
The gap between the two is as small as one. A seed in the wilderness, a sapling that has grown.
Mrs. Sakai, like Kazunari Sakai, studied art, and she knew it completely.How low is the talent rate in this industry?
Perhaps you need to plant a thousand seeds before one can grow into a big tree.
No matter the country or culture, when a woman becomes a mother, those idle thoughts in her mind will dissolve like marshmallows dropped into water.
When I was a girl, I might have been moved to tears by the fairy tale of a princess who fell in love with a poor boy.
But when it comes to her daughter, Mrs. Sakai only considers Prince A, Prince B, and Prince C
This is both philistine and life.
Sakai Katsuko has also reached the age where she should understand what is a good match.
If you choose someone who is not worthy of you, especially in a social environment like Japan where husband supremacy is paramount. In the future, her husband will be unknown and achieve nothing, and Mrs. Sakai feels that her daughter will not be happy either.
Gu Weijing was very angry when he saw his painting being torn into pieces.
Perhaps Taro Komatsu is right. Mr. Cao also pointed out that what he is currently doing is simply copying, lacking knowledge and emotion, which means he is too craftsmanlike.
But under normal circumstances, he is not a fool to insult a minor by demanding the level of a professional painter. Naturally, the rudeness and arrogance in Xiaosong's tone can be heard.
"I don't like your tone. But I understand your lack of tutoring, so it doesn't matter, I forgive you."
Gu Weijing ignored the Sakai siblings and turned around Just like walking to the location of your own car.
"You"
Omatsu Taro was angry. In the Japanese painting world, even if they didn't give him face, they would give his father face. No one dared to speak like this.
"There is no mistake at all. Who is this, Katsuko." He turned around and wanted to hold Sakai Katsuko's hand, but was thrown away by the other party.
"I'm speaking for you, Katsuko, don't be angry." Komatsu Taro smiled.
Sakai Katsuko did not smile.
She said in a cold tone, "I don't need you to speak for me like this, Senior Xiaosong. You are embarrassing me by doing this. There is no doubt that Mr. Gu was much more educated than you just now." ."
After saying that, she ignored Kosatsu Taro and her parents calling her name and chased after Gu Weijing.
"Gu Weijing, Gu Weijing, please wait a moment."
"Ms. Sakai, do you have anything else to do?" Gu Weijing said with a cold face.
He was called over by Katsuko Sakai, and then received a lot of insults for no reason, which made his impression of the Sakai siblings much worse.
"Forget it, Komatsu, let's not talk about this. I don't know what's going on with him. There's no point in apologizing all the time."
Sakai Katsuko held the 8-karat gold in his hand The paper was handed over.
"I will give you a painting as compensation."
"This is" Gu Weijing discovered that it was the pen and ink painting of the Shwedagon Pagoda that the other party had painted the day before yesterday.
On it were added the signature left just now and the words "gift to friend Gu Weijing", as if they had just been written in a hurry.
"You are the first time I have met a peer who can make me feel like my opponent. Keep it as a souvenir and try to see if you can beat me, although to be honest I think it will be difficult."
Sakai Katsuko's tone was very sincere, "At least you are still a little inferior now, and your writing power has not revealed your own Tao."
"Tao"
Gu Weijing knew that this was not a common practice in Japanese culture.
Not only Cao Lao mentioned skills, knowledge, and emotions. His grandfather also told him a similar theory, but every time it was vague and unclear.
If you want to express something other than pure skills in painting, this should already be the domain of professional painters.
"That is the soul of painting and the foundation of establishing a sect. People like you and I have to go out of our own way after all. Gu Weijing, I hope you won't be left too far behind by me. ."
Sakai Katsuko blinked, turned around, waved to Gu Weijing, and walked in the direction of Mercedes-Benz.
A new panel appeared in front of Gu Weijing.
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