Mrs. Sakai couldn't help but be surprised.
The art market and galleries were originally designed to serve big collectors like Chen Shenglin.
Their preferences can even determine the worth of many artists to a certain extent.
Many cultural toy bracelets, precious wood, first edition comics, and out-of-print star cards were promoted and speculated by one or two rich people.
Most of them may not be as rich as Chen Shenglin.
The capital handicap for paintings is larger.
The direction of the trend may not be easily changed by the likes of one or two wealthy people.
But if her husband has a few more fans of Chen Shenglin’s level and is willing to purchase and consume them steadily, the average price of the works will rise to one hundred thousand or two hundred thousand dollars, which is the same as playing.
Not much.
One or two will do.
It is difficult for a collector of this level to have any art work that cannot be bought.
As long as what he wants is not Tutankhamun’s golden mask, Venus with a broken arm, or the painting of Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains, this kind of work is too symbolic.
You can basically buy Tang Yin, Bada Shanren, Zhang Daqian, Huang Binhong, Monet, Van Gogh, and Picasso. It just depends on whether you think it is worth it.
Turns out to be a "fan" of Gu Weijing
Looking at the tone, it turned out to be the kind of person who was rejected.
That’s quite outrageous.
Mrs. Sakai only thought that Gu Weijing was a neither salty nor cool person, but he was always shrouded in a mysterious veil.
Obviously he is just a kid, but he can get involved with big shots every now and then, which even surprised her.
It should just be a coincidence
The blonde aunt’s pride was a bit hurt.
"It seems that I didn't find the right time to come here by chance." After shaking hands, Chen Shenglin put the newsboy hat on his head again, smiling with his lips pursed.
He originally wanted to talk about Gu Weijing's charity foundation project today.
That makes sense.
Boss Chen has everything to do every day.
For this kind of thing, there are many subordinates who will help with errands.
But, while a small boss with tens of millions pays attention to ostentation, now that he is rich, he pays attention to doing whatever he wants.
Everything in the world that can be enjoyed with money is at his fingertips.
Instead, they will begin to pursue purely personal hobbies and people and things that they find interesting.
Boss Chen had nothing to do. He thought of Gu Weijing and found it interesting, so he strolled over by himself.
Unexpectedly, when a person reaches middle age, he will have a lot of dog food poured into his mouth.
"Let me call him over."
Mrs. Sakai hesitated for a moment, then suggested.
She could feel that Chen Shenglin was telling the truth, although she didn’t know how Xiao Gu could cross the sea and be related to such a rich man.
But Mrs. Sakai didn’t want toGu Weijing missed this good opportunity to further deepen and maintain his connections.
Each of them is a valuable boost to the cause.
Even if her husband had a dinner party with a businessman of Chen Shenglin’s level, Mrs. Sakai would hold back on how many skewers of chicken he ate.
"No, please don't. It's not an important matter for me. It's my fault to disturb such a scene." Chen Shenglin glanced at the men and women on the tennis court again.
The face of the middle-aged man with slight crow's feet flashed with a youthful light.
"This is what children of this age should be concerned about."
Chen Shenglin sighed with emotion.
"Mrs. Sakai, in your eyes, he must be a very good young man."
"Of course. Gu Weijing is the best new generation painter I have ever seen."< /p>
Mrs. Sakai didn’t even hesitate at all and nodded as she should.
That is my daughter’s boyfriend.
Behind closed doors at home, Mrs. Sakai may not have a good look at the local pigs who eat her cabbage, but in front of the big collectors outside.
The blond aunt has always been quite reliable.
"Are you paying attention to him? This is the right decision. He will become a master, he has the potential. Give him time, Gu Weijing will definitely be able to do something great, I assure you Guarantee this."
She said firmly.
"Yes, I think he is interesting too. Your daughter has found a nice boy. Just leave your time as precious as gold to the two of them. Greetings, Ms. Cruz, goodbye. ”
Chen Shenglin seemed really unwilling to disturb the scene inside.
He waved his hat to Mrs. Sakai, then turned his hand away and walked away along the path he came from.
When Dulwich College’s Yangon campus was built, a well-known French-American architect was invited to lead the overall planning of the campus.
The architect lives in New York, but he dislikes the rough and brutal large-area space layout of American community courtyards. He prefers European design concepts with strict and rational rules and exquisite details in the layout.
It has the legacy of architects from the classical era.
In the 1990s, he visited Suzhou gardens during an academic conference and was deeply fascinated by this miniature natural landscape, creating Zen meditation and step-by-step design philosophy. After many years of practice, After investigation and study, I finally understood the "magic" of folding space.
Beside the tennis court and small playground, there is a maze-like forest vegetation.
It is the proud work of Mr. Architect.
In the oriental gardens he has seen, ponds and small pools are "public spaces" visible to everyone in the garden from any angle.
The rockery trees, flowers, vines and willow branches are a private space where friends can have tea parties and banquets, talk about poems and compose poems through the beautiful scenery, and the women sigh at the moon.
Architects imitate gardenersMoving, the scenery changes, but the pond does not move.
It changed the format of the audience sitting in rows, shouting, and sweating watching a tennis match like a talk show.
Turn the tennis court into a "pond" in an oriental Zen garden.
Use the runway as a corridor.
The paths crisscross.
Flower beds, shrubs, benches, street lamps and trees of different heights use natural height differences to cut the large open space into dozens of interconnected private spaces, which serve as invisible auditoriums.
The tennis court is a public space in the spotlight.
He called it "Eastern timeless noble design", and then left in style. It is said that he went to design a hot spring resort for a rich Japanese man.
I don’t know that Dulwich’s discipline teacher has been traveling on various trails all year round, with a pair of triangular eyes hanging, sweating redoubled to check whether there are wild mandarin ducks playing in the field, soaking in hot springs and eating boiled water Did Mr. Dan’s architect feel the incompetence and fury in the teacher’s heart towards his everlasting nobility?
Today may be a strange day written on the almanac as "Peeping".
There were not many people outside the tennis court, but the audience was really mixed in with both young and old.
Not only the Sakai mother and daughter came running over, but also the boss Chen Shenglin who came for a walk, while Mrs. Sakai looked at the venue with an aunty smile on her face.
On the opposite side of her, on the bench that was slightly higher than here, there was a girl standing like a sculpture, also looking at everything in the venue silently.
Mona leaned against a birch tree beside the bench and stood motionless.
The light-black sky and the faint moonlight shone on her face, and there was an indescribable feeling in her eyes.
It doesn’t look like she’s sad, or angry, or jealous.
It is the kind of emotion that is difficult to express in words, floating slowly in it.
Float.
Sink.
Floated again.
It is silent and slightly sour, just like the mint leaves floating in the ice wine.
She actually arrived earlier than Mrs. Sakai. She had already arrived when Gu Weijing was still running with Kou Kou.
Watched the whole process that happened in the field.
Mona saw Miss Sakai's hug and heard Kou Kou shouting, "Gu Weijing, I like you."
She was always standing here.
Didn’t go out.
The mysterious thing is that both Mona and Gu Weijing tend to be quiet people, but the memories of their interactions are filled with the noise of worldly fireworks.
The chattering campus, the buzzing study groups, the bustling coastal amusement park, and the ferris wheel that makes a squeaking sound due to lack of sufficient lubrication when running are all like a song composed of the hustle and bustle of the world. An experimental symphony.
She and Gu Weijing are like the only two clean double basses intertwined with each other.
Mona looked at the tennis court, the man and woman who were having raw physical contact, memories were like running water, spreading down the stone steps at their feet.
Gu Weijing will be her nb.
She has always felt this way.
When she was a child, Mona felt that her best possibility was to meet a better boy at a European university.
He can be talented.
The truly talented kind.
He is not a small-town painter like Gu Weijing who worked hard and worked hard to get into a prestigious school.
But in prestigious European schools, you can still stand out by drinking coffee and traveling, and your potential will be noticed by some hunting agents from large and small galleries. Those who really hope to become an "artist" kind.
He may also have a good family background.
Elders do not need to open a small gallery in a tourist area along the Yangon River.
In girl Mona’s fantasy, it would be best for her partner’s father to be a small priest in one of those secret temples of money on Wall Street, or a congressman in a quiet small city, the vice president of a neighborhood hospital, or a lawyer. partners of the firm.
A real petty bourgeois family.
The kind who are willing to take an expensive first-class flight to Bali for a short vacation of 5 or 6 days every summer are not the kind who go to Starbucks every day to check in.
It’s not necessary to go higher. Mona knows that she can’t control it any higher.
It doesn’t matter whether she likes the other person or not. It doesn’t matter whether the other person is handsome or not. What matters is that the other person really loves her. That is the best gift she can encounter in her life.
But Mona probably really thought that it would be good to spend her life with Gu Wei.
At least.
In my memory, on the rotating Ferris wheel, she held each other's arm and said softly, "We will come here again in ten years and take the same photo, and you will treat me next time." At that moment, Mona really thought so.
No one knows where to go, time is like water.
Just two years later, such an ideal type really appeared in her life. It was much better than the best-case scenario she had expected. What was darkly humorous was that the other person was a girl. , Katsuko Sakai.
She is Gu Weijing’s gift.
What right does Mona have to make a fuss?
That would be too much, so much so that Miss Sandnu would feel disgusted and disgusted.
She was a little far away from the tennis court and couldn't hear the whispers between their lovers. But just looking at this hazy and beautiful youthful atmosphere, Mona knew that she had no qualifications to destroy it.
Just look at that hug and that kiss.
Mona believed that there was "true love" between them.
Even Professor Cruz over there is happy to see this happen.
Stop asking for trouble.
She was unhappy.
Who is she?
Miss Sandenou was even smart enough to think of the origin of the extra spot in Mrs. Sakai’s promotion class.
They grew up together.
She understands Gu Weijing’s way of doing things well, and many times, there is quite a tacit understanding between the two of them.
"Is that so, Mona, you are really ridiculous, aren't you."
Mona's face was pale, and she muttered to herself in cold and mean language, sarcastically mocking herself.
She recalled the scenes in her improvement class, carefully trying to please the Sakai mother and daughter. Every time she thought about it for a second, her face became paler.
But what can we do if it’s ridiculous?
If it were Kou Kou, the other party would definitely spit bubble gum on Professor Cruz’s sunglasses and walk away.
What kind of bullshit is there to improve the class?
She wouldn’t want an olive branch for such a coward and ridiculous person. No matter how awesome she was, she wouldn’t even look at it. It made her feel like a little kid. turtle.
I simply can’t bear it for a second
But Mona knows that she will continue to pretend that nothing happened tomorrow, show up on time in Mrs. Sakai’s class, and continue Be her obedient student.
Kou Kou has the qualification to be willful.
She didn't.
She was originally a little tortoise, the kind of tortoise in the tortoise and the hare race.
This is the climbing vine that changed her life, the only vine, the vine that was bought at the cost of being alone. Even if Mona breaks her teeth, she will persist in climbing up.
"I am such a philistine girl, very annoying, right."
Mona didn't know whether to whisper to Gu Weijing from afar, or to laugh at herself.
She couldn't do the hugs and kisses from Katsuko Sakai.
She couldn't make the bold declaration of "Gu Weijing, I like you" that echoed in the woods.
Coco and Ms. Sakai are both cool, enthusiastic, and emotional girls, so just through a tennis match, the two can achieve mutual reconciliation.
Mona is not.
She is different from them.
They will never be friends.
Mona hesitated for so long before she had the courage to stand out, but she no longer had any reason to stand up.
"I wish you happiness, Gu Weijing. Let me tell you what I haven't said before."
"I like you."
Her voice was lost in the wind in the forest.
That night.
Mona stood under the tree for a long time.
"The good news I wanted to tell you before is that the editorial department has officially notified our paper that it will be published in the first half of the annual issue in July this year. Well, it will be the cover article by then."
In the stadium, Katsuko Sakai’s face was as red as blood.
To describe a girl’s shyness and nervousness, she often readsTo say something like "She was like a frightened deer, red from face to heel."
At this moment.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, Gu Weijing realized that what he said was true.
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