"Because of what"
Gu Weijing was also speculating on how Saint-Exupéry portrayed the arrogant monarch of the Lonely Planet when he wrote The Little Prince.
"Tired and lonely."
Hearing Mr. Sloth's narration, this thought came to Gu Weijing's mind.
People often say that The Little Prince is a fairy tale about loneliness, and every character in it is very lonely.
Gu Weijing had never understood where the King was lonely before, but now he understood a little bit.
The encyclopedia says that the king is hypocritical and arrogant, authoritarian and conceited.
These are not wrong.
But when he faced the little prince who wanted to leave, the reason why he was so angry was not because his authority was challenged, but just because he failed to please the little prince.
He is very lonely,
He really wants to have a new companion to accompany him.
That's why the king angrily prevented the little prince from leaving, and at the same time carefully promised the little prince to be various ministers, just like a child who gives various toys to others and asks them to play with him.
In this fairy tale, the king does sit on the four seas, but the so-called four seas are just a small, empty star the size of a palm.
His only life is to sit in a chair and watch the sun and the moon rise and set, day after day, year after year.
The king is both the only master and the only slave of his own wealth.
Mr. Sloth gave Gu Weijing time to think.
He stopped asking questions and continued reading.
"Don't leave," the king said loudly. He finally had a subject, and he was very proud. "Don't leave, I, I can appoint you as a minister."
It was whispered in his ears Here comes the voice of Mr. Sloth reading passages from The Little Prince.
Gu Weijing picked up the paintbrush again.
He used the tip of his pen to sketch on the sketch paper the outline of the monarch sitting on a small star that looked like an orange floating in the universe.
The luxurious throne, the bulging and slightly upturned beard, the arrogant expression, and the trace of careful flattery and loneliness hidden in the eyes
This time,
p>He cleared his mind of the lengthy Wikipedia experts' literary understanding of the Little Prince, and was completely immersed in Mr. Sloth's voice.
The feeling of separation no longer bothered him.
He seemed to be in a state of fantasy.
The ethereal and unpredictable fairy tale characters formed a real and illusory shadow in front of Gu Weijing's eyes.
Like a piece of fluttering veil, he finally caught it in his hand.
"Rust."
The studio became quiet, except for the sound of Mr. Sloth reading and the sound of Gu Weijing's pen tip rubbing against the paper.
Just a few minutes later,
This sketch is nearly complete.
He finally used a simple curve as the finishing touch for the hem of the king's robe on the sketch paper.
The title of the work is "The King" The Little Prince
Sketch Techniques v4 Professional Level 1 21035000
Chinese Painting Techniques v4 Professional Level 1 9035000
Emotion Feeling something in my heart
"It's done"
Gu Weijing looked at the sketch paper in his hand, clenched his fists, and murmured to himself.
Monday,
Gu Weijing held his textbook and walked through the corridor of the Dulwich teaching building.
Today is the day when the advanced class starts.
The school’s original art classroom on the third floor was allocated to Mrs. Sakai and her gifted class students.
And "ordinary" students like Gu Weijing who have not been selected by big artists need to go to the public studio in the teaching building on the north side.
The school’s original sketch teachers will provide unified tutoring and classes there.
"Hey, little thief, I caught you."
While walking, the sound of hard plastic wheels rubbing against the tiles on the floor came from behind.
Gu Weijing turned his head and saw a girl on a skateboard sliding towards him in the corridor of the teaching building.
The girl turned sideways lightly beside him, and the skateboard under her feet bounced up like a spring, and she caught it in her hand.
The long dark hair fell out, and the small metallic skulls on the earrings collided with each other, making a clear sound like bells.
It’s Kou Kou.
Little thief
"If you skateboard in the teaching building, your conduct points will be deducted, right?"
Gu Weijing looked at Kou Kou and said doubtfully .
"Hmph, do you see any shadow of the disciplinary committee member around here?" Kou Kou rolled her eyes. She held the skateboard in her arms, leaned forward, and looked Gu Wei up and down. through.
"The little prince can't tell, classmate Gu Weijing, you are quite young and fresh at heart. This version is so strange."
Kou Kou stared at the white handwriting on Gu Weijing's hand. Look at the English title on the cover.
Gu Weijing turned over the book in his hand.
This strangely bound book was handed over to me yesterday through the consultant named Dyson.
It looks strange because it is not an officially published work. It looks like the product of a pirated printing factory. It has nothing but the title "theitterce" on the pure white plain cover. things.
To be precise, it is the new version of the Schostic Group's internal white text of The Little Prince translated by Mr. Hawke, the dean of the Department of English Literature at Oxford University.
My illustrations serve this book.
The Little Prince is not too long, the full text is only about 300,000 words, but Mr. Sloth is not a ruthless manuscript reading machine.
It is impossible to read it for yourself in one day.
They agreed on a time and would read to themselves online for about an hour and a half every night. Gu Weijing himself also needed to read this fairy tale from time to time.
No matter what book you read a hundred times, its meaning will be apparent to you.
However, Gu Weijing still has to strive to be familiar with the overall story and some classic passages.
In the past two days, he has completed the character profiles of the three fairy tale characters: the king, the rose and the drunkard.
In the virtual taskbar, the number of line drawing sketches that met the requirements of my heart reached 820 after one weekend.
Gu Weijing is quite satisfied with the current progress of the task.
At this rate, this week’s tasks will probably be completed in full.
"Little Thief"
Gu Weijing changed the subject and looked at Kou Kou in confusion, "Why did you call me that."
"Oh, I My father said that if an ordinary person becomes rich in a short period of time, he will most likely not be on the right track."
Kou Kou stared into Gu Weijing's eyes like a seasoned police detective.
"Especially in a place like Myanmar."
Just when Gu Weijing thought that with this momentum, she would take out a hand from somewhere around her waist in the next moment When copying.
Koko suddenly blinked playfully.
"Wow, let's be friends with the hidden tycoons"
Gu Weijing had to admit it.
There is indeed a reason why Kou Kou is so popular in school.
She has lively eyebrows, cheerful personality, and a well-off family background but is not domineering.
Although she was a little jealous that Kou Kou was so popular among her female classmates, she would secretly ridicule her for her loose style.
However, Gu Weijing actually didn't have much ill feelings towards Kou Kou.
She's just cool.
She is so cool that you never know what she will say next. She is a very interesting girl.
"Kou Kou, our family just runs a small gallery."
Gu Weijing said helplessly.
"If you open a small gallery and can afford a Bentley, your car, converted into Myanmar currency, is enough to pay all the policemen in the Yangon Police Station for a year."
Kou Kou tilted her head, as if looking at a humanoid dinosaur hidden beside her.
"After being a classmate for so many years, I discovered that the real wealthy people are actually around me. Compared with our low-key Mr. Gu, the rich boys in the school are simply inferior."
< p>She stuck out her tongue.Bentley
Gu Weijing thought for a moment and knew that Kou Kou had seen the luxury car he got into at the Yangon office of the Schönbrunn Palace Office that Friday.
He felt it was best not to explain too much about this matter.
Gu Weijing ignored Kou Kou's eager look for "gossip" and said softly, "You misunderstood, it was just a gossip."A coincidence. ”
After finishing speaking,
he turned around and walked into the classroom.
At this time, there was still less than half an hour before the class started. In the public studio, there were a few people sitting here and there. With several students, the stern-faced blond professor sat behind the podium, holding a computer and sorting out lesson plans.
“Well, isn’t this the first in the grade?”
“The first in the grade. He couldn't even get into Professor Cruz's advanced class. Some people had been saying that he was helping Miss Sandenou with her homework. I'm afraid it wasn't the other way around. ”
“Miss Sandnu is also worthy of him. The toad wants to eat swan meat. The cozy candlelight dinner that the boss and Miss Sandnu had in a high-end restaurant was the income of their small gallery for a whole year. "
A burst of malicious laughter came from the corner of the classroom.
Gu Weijing turned around and took a look and found that it was Jerry's younger brothers in the school team. .
The strange voices of these people were not loud, but they were enough for him to hear.
As for the other students in the studio, most of them had nothing to do with this matter. He was also staring at himself with the mood of watching a good show.
Gu Weijing shook his head inwardly. He guessed that these people's ridicule was probably specially arranged by Jerry. p>
The opponent really seems to regard the fight for Mona's ownership as a fierce sports competition, using every possible means to defeat himself.
Now it is probably similar to a basketball court. The part where he was trash-talking his opponents was a bit funny.
Gu Weijing, who had been through a lot, really had no interest in competing with these hormonal brats. Playing house games.
He ignored them like a group of annoying flies, walked to the chair in the corner of Jiaoshi, and sat down.
Seeing Gu. Faced with their provocation, Weijing seemed to have given up.
The sneers on these people's faces became even more serious, and even many people on the side joined in their discussion with great interest. < /p>
"Shen Jing wants to chat out. ”
The noisy discussion in the classroom affected the professor behind the podium as he prepared the lesson plan. He raised his hand and knocked on the table with his palm.
The chatter in the public studio suddenly became louder. It became quiet.
Although she is definitely far worse than Mrs. Sakai, she is the teacher assigned by Dulwich International High School to take the most important 13th grade students to prepare for the entrance exam, and is also the most senior professor in the school.
Mr. Wattel is a German. A professor from this country with a traditional art tradition not only has good sketching skills, but also inherits the unique old-fashioned character of the Germans.
Different from those in the United States or the United States. The Canadian foreign teacher has a lively character who laughs and scolds, but the old gentleman who teaches sketching is very strict.
Students generally don't dare to act recklessly in his classes.
Watel. The professor glanced around the classroom and saw that the students all looked likeAs obedient as a good quail, he nodded with satisfaction.
His eyes finally fell on Gu Weijing in the corner, he hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.
"Gu, come here."
Gu Weijing raised his head. In international schools, teachers always call students by their first names, Mr. So-and-so, or Mr. Miss XX is a very formal term.
Usually it’s not a good thing, it usually means you made a mistake, or it’s used in a very serious situation.
He put a bookmark on the little prince in his hand, put it in the desk drawer together with the textbook, and walked to the podium.
Professor Watter stared at Gu Weijing for a moment and sighed softly.
He was deeply impressed by this local boy. His painting skills were among the best in the class, and he had always been very serious and hardworking.
Professor Vatel has always liked this child.
Not only because Gu Weijing can draw better than his classmates, but also because he has a persistence in art that is rare among other peers.
Professor Vatel, who comes from a developed art country and graduated from a well-known art academy, knows that it is not easy to be an art student in such a small place in Southeast Asia.
What a pity.
Professor Vatel didn’t know why, but Mrs. Sakai didn’t like Gu Weijing.
Maybe the great artist has her own unique understanding of art
"Gu Weijing, don't be discouraged. There are still a few months left before the admissions meeting. You still have a chance to attend a class." A good university."
The professor was silent for a moment and said softly.
"I saw your holiday homework, the realistic painting of a Mercedes-Benz S220 classic car. The painting is not bad, the lines and colors are very good."
His voice was not good. Small, everyone in the professor can hear it.
Professor Vatel knows that this student was not chosen by Mrs. Sakai, and he heard that he was dumped by his girlfriend, so he must be in a bad mood now.
He was worried that Gu Wei would not be able to withstand the blow.
“Even if you don’t have the chance to become Mrs. Sakai’s student, historically, students in my advanced class have successfully applied to Kwantlen Academy of Fine Arts or Zurich Academy of Art, which are ranked eighth or ninth in the world. If that doesn’t work, you can also try the University of Rotterdam, which has a good relationship with Dewey.”
Professor Wattle sounded a little proud.
Dulwich College is a well-known international education group that runs private international middle schools. In addition to Yangon, it has branches in Bangkok, Cairo, London, Cape Town and other places.
Yangon is one of the Dulwich College schools with the most backward educational resources. If it can produce students who are admitted to the top 100 art schools in the world, not only will the school give them corresponding bonuses, but also Professor Wattel himself also feels quite accomplished.
While the tuition fees of private art colleges are high, grades are the most important factor.
Like many high school teachers in Dongxia, there are high bonuses from the city for bringing out Zhuang Yuan.In this way, if there are students in his class who are admitted to some of the best art academies in the world.
He can even get a bonus equivalent to a full year's salary, and maybe he can be promoted to a regional vice principal or something.
Of course, Vettel himself would not have such outrageous expectations.
"Come on, although you are not as good as those students who have stepped onto the ladder of success, you have to work hard for yourself, Mr. Gu Weijing."
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