Almighty painter

Chapter 857 It doesn’t matter, Anna will take action (Part )
"Mr. Gu just said that art papers have both an artistic side and a scientific side," said the Dane. "The artistic side should be about how people can honestly face their inner selves. The scientific side should be about how people can face the objective world..."

He kept panting.

The high cheekbones on both sides of Alexander's cheeks look like two towering knives as his facial muscles change.

"...During the opening introduction, Gu Weijing kept saying that he wanted to be a good artist first, and then a good scholar. Then let me ask you, let me ask you...If a person can't even be honest with himself, how can he guarantee that he can be honest with all the audience present?"

"This is a serious slander." Gu Weijing said, "I don't want to--"

……

Alexander still ignored Gu Weijing's words.

He let Gu Weijing defend himself while he spoke his own opinion.

The man frowned, his voice heavy and solemn, as if he was the judge of this moral trial.

“The reason why Mr. Gu Weijing is here today and why the organizers provide this stage for an academic dialogue in the opera hall of the Esplanade is because he is a participating artist of this Biennale, the judges and scholars present are the judges of the Lion City Biennale, and the audience are the audience of the Singapore Biennale.”

"If even the paintings he exhibited were fake, then in fact, he has no right to sit on this stage at all."

"It is because I discovered this that I understood. Out of the ethics and responsibility of a scholar, I absolutely cannot lose this debate, no matter what the cost, even if it means I suffer stigma."

He licked his lips, a look of pain in his eyes.

"I didn't want to mention this matter just now because of Camille. I was worried that everyone would link Gu Weijing's personal behavior with Camille. This is too unfair to Camille. I just lied for Camille. I was worried that everyone would link Camille with my superficial omissions in my personal research. This is too unfair to Camille, so I lied in a fit of anger."

"I apologize again."

"If you need me to, I am willing to make every effort to prove my sincerity. I can even kneel here. I'm sorry I lied."

Alexander took another deep breath, and was so earnest that it seemed as if two lines of tears were about to flow from his eyes.

"Now, I want to bring this up because I really have to. I have no choice and no right to remain silent. Not for myself, but for Camille. Some people lie for the sake of nobler honesty. Some people appear to be very sincere in order to tell bigger lies!"

"A secret source once told me that there are the following 'interesting' differences between Gu Weijing's exhibited painting and the work of another exhibited painter named Cui Xiaoming——"

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There are no impervious walls in the world.

Rumors are everywhere and can penetrate into any corner.

As he spoke, Alexander recalled the contents of the material he "accidentally" saw on the desk of Newzland, deputy editor-in-chief of Oil Painting magazine.

Heaven and earth conscience.

He didn't know whether this was just a coincidence or someone had intentionally wanted them, the guests, to see these things.

But Alexander really, really, really never intended to bring up this matter.

Really do not have!

Heaven and earth conscience.

He felt that he and Gu Weijing were on the same side!

They are in the same group, understand!
With similar purposes and the same desires, they came to the interview site of Oil Painting magazine.

Alexander could accuse Gu Weijing of being biased, but directly attacking Gu Weijing as a fraudster would weaken the credibility of the painting "Old Church in a Thunderstorm".

How could Alexander do such a stupid thing and be used as a tool by others?
Heaven and earth conscience!

Damn it, Alexander swears on his grandmother's honor.

He really didn't believe that such a coincidence really happened. However, he only seriously suspected that the reason why he happened to see the material on the reading cabinet next to Newzlan's desk when no one was around was because someone wanted to remind him to be careful.

Remind him that he should be alert on behalf of Gu Weijing.

He can see the material, and it is likely that other guests can too.

just in case.

just in case.

In case someone jumps out during the interview and uses this incident as a weapon to accuse Gu Weijing of being honest, such as Rosings - they might as well be prepared in advance and not be caught off guard.

Now Alexander wanted to laugh.

Who could have expected that the interview scene would turn out like this?

The big troll Rosings did jump out at the beginning to attack Gu Weijing in the face. This guy was saying "Don't fucking care" but didn't even touch the matter.

I don’t know whether Rosings didn’t know about this or he simply skipped this matter for some other purpose.

On the contrary, it was myself.

These materials became Alexander's last straw to restore his reputation.

The camps have been swapped.

This world is really ridiculous.

After Alexander realized that he had made such a big fool of himself, he could no longer continue to debate with Gu Weijing on the details of the thesis.

The only way to turn defeat into victory is to continue to escalate to the level of personal attacks.

There was no way out. He knew what it would be like to be made a laughing stock in the live interview with Oil Painting magazine, and he couldn't accept it.

He made a big joke.

Now it is not a question of whether Gu Weijing cares about it or not, but no matter how big or small, in the lens of the most authoritative magazine in the art world, any joke will become a stain that will accompany him for a lifetime.

To wash away this stain.

Alexander could only find a way to prove to everyone——

He looks like a liar, but he has very righteous purposes.

Gu Weijing looks sincere, but he is the more terrible liar.

So far, there is only one thing that Alexander can't figure out.

Anna Elena.

Even now, Alexander could look at Gu Weijing with resentment, but he did not dare to blame Anna. He did not even dare to hold a grudge in his heart.

He was just confused.

why?
Why did Anna suddenly plot against him at such a critical moment?

Or was it that Anna had originally prepared this trap for Gu Weijing, after all, she had asked Gu Weijing first. Unexpectedly, Gu Weijing happened to run away, and he fell into it?
A big shot like Miss Elena is probably too lazy to give face to others.

Alexander fell into the trap prepared for Gu Weijing, which was a sign of his incompetence. Even if it wasn't something prepared for him, she wouldn't change her plan, and she was crushed just the same.

Alexander thought about the hallucinatory smile Anna gave him.

He was confused and puzzled.
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WDNMD!

Cui Xiaoming in the audience listened to Alexander summarizing the contents of the materials he had prepared point by point in a tone as if he was judging a sinner.

Young people have a hundred curse words in their minds, but they don’t know whether to say them or not.

No, man, don't play it like that.

I was wrong, brother, I was wrong, please, I admit my mistake, please don't come and stick to me, okay?

If you are upset and don't mind, you can take your head off and go to the bathroom to wash yourself and clear your mind. What's the point of dragging others to touch the electric switch?

Do you have any sense of social morality?

Alexander regarded Cui Xiaoming as the last straw for Xianyu to turn over, but he did not consider whether Cui Xiaoming was willing to be dragged down by him as a life-saving straw. He had prepared those materials before, not for someone like Alexander to read them out in this situation.

This guy just made a huge fool of himself.

Alexander wants to form a "suicide squad" with Cui Xiaoming, but Cui Xiaoming doesn't want to play with a clown like him.

His lies had just been exposed, so at this moment, the words he spoke naturally lost three points of their convincing power.

Family members know their own business, and the materials prepared by Cui Xiaoming were not originally solid evidence.

nonsense.

Gu Weijing has never imitated him. How can he find hard evidence? If there is hard evidence, he would directly submit it to the Creative Ethics Committee, or go on stage and say it to the camera. Why would he bother to let his father sneakily put it into the crack of the door of the hotel room? Doesn't he even have the courage to stand up?
The world under the spotlight is full of gossip, but it would take the Oil Painting magazine to stand behind him, or at least Anna Irena to be interested in such news, before it could be marketed.

What happened now is that Cui Xiaoming suddenly realized that he had no reliable evidence and the host might not stand with him. Alexander himself hadn't even wiped the paint off the clown mask, but he waved his hand to the camera and said, "I invite my dear friend Cui Xiaoming" to dance with him.

If this young man is not numb, who will be numb?
Cui Xiaoming certainly hoped that he could take this opportunity so that Miss Elena could chop off Gu Weijing's head with a sharp knife.

He hoped very much that this would happen.

until now.

He was looking forward to all this happening, and for this, he was willing to pray to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.

Cui Xiaoming painfully understood... this was most likely a low-probability event.

Alexander didn't understand why Miss Elena had done this to him.

Cui Xiaoming figured it out.

He had no idea whether there were any complicated inside stories, but with his unique sensitivity, he smelled an air of uneasiness the moment Anna projected the files obtained from "Oil Painting" on the projection screen.

The boat ticket in Miss Elena's pocket undoubtedly greatly increased his anxiety.

There is a slight twist in the middle.

But when Anna casually trapped Alexander in a trap, he had given up his fantasy.

The logic is simple.

Cui Xiaoming originally believed that he was the God of Gamblers and that he would be the winner of this gamble. He believed that when the time came, heaven and earth would be on his side.

He believes that he is not just a person, he is also the spokesperson for some people.

Ever since he received that photo on his father's phone, he believed that there were people who wanted him to win more than he did, such as... Tangning.

It didn't matter. He bet that Tangning would help him arrange everything.

He studded.

It turns out that Tangning is a complete loser.

I didn't say anything. I came here to listen to Gu Weijing's lecture.

Cui Xiaoming bet on Cao Xuan again, betting that Cao Xuan would not take action. The other party was too lazy to pay attention to him and just mentioned it verbally, not taking Gu Weijing seriously.

He went all in again.

As a result, Mr. Cao personally came to the Biennale after a long absence and attracted everyone's attention.

It doesn't matter.

Anna will take action.

He then bet that Miss Elena was such a powerful woman, if she dared to confront Sir Brown, she would dare to confront Cao Xuan. If she knew that Gu Weijing had a history of fraud, coupled with the doubts about the thesis, she might just kill Gu Weijing on the spot, and then shift the conflict to a fight between Oil Painting magazine and Cao Xuan.

Dog eat dog.

Cui Xiaoming shuttled again.

As a result, halfway through the interview, Cui Xiaoming looked at Anna, but the more he looked, the more disappointed he felt.

just now……

The opportunity came.

At this critical moment, he must have been thinking that he was betting that his material could play a role in turning the tide in Alexander's mouth, betting that he could turn defeat into victory at the last moment, and telling the beautiful dealer in a cool manner that he also had hotel properties and promissory notes from Swiss banks. People were fighting for their dignity, and he just wanted to step on Gu Weijing under his feet - what an idiot, he should have been thinking that he could hold back the gamble, he could hold back the gamble.

begging.

Gambling dogs will not die well.

He has to admit it, he has to be able to afford to lose, and he has to be cowardly when he needs to be.

Cui Xiaoming originally thought that he was the gambling god, and that he was here to cheat and bully the newbies who didn't know the rules of the game. In the end, he used all his tricks and schemed hard, and the other party won a round every time he played.

When he lost his temper and cursed Tang Ning, he realized that he was not here to bully fools.

The person sitting opposite you might be the God of Gamblers.

Tang Ning had sent him here to play poker with the God of Gamblers... Thinking of this, he even wondered if Tang Ning was setting up a scam there.

Some people may be overwhelmed.

Cui Xiaoming was very sober and he retained the last bit of rationality.

Think about it, you are playing poker, but the more you think about it, the more you feel that the guy across the table looks like Chow Yun-fat, and now the big speaker next to you starts playing the BGM of God of Gamblers Gao Jin.

At this time, you still have to put on your underwear to see what the other person's trump card is. Isn't this really too careless and extravagant?

Cui Xiaoming is very open-minded.

He was scared.

I don’t want to gamble anymore, and I don’t want to play anymore.

During the entire interview, no one mentioned the materials. Cui Xiaoming was not disappointed as he had imagined. Instead, he felt fortunate.

That’s a good thing, you should fold when you need to.

Leave some room for him. He really doesn't want to get into a fight with Gu Weijing in such a public media setting where there is no room for maneuver.

He used to be worried that Anna wouldn't take action, but now he is worried that Anna will take action.

Miss Elena made a casual move and did not kill Gu Weijing, but chopped Cui Xiaoming himself vertically.

As a result, he was scared, but some people were not.

The situation now is like him curled up in his seat playing the turtle, and just when he is about to give up his cards without saying a word, a big brother next to him rushes out, shaking his head full of golden hair in a cool and unrestrained manner.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for the all-in money. Cui Xiaoming also has hotels and real estate. Here's a Swiss bank promissory note. I also borrowed $3000 million in high-interest loans for him. Do you dare to follow me?"

After saying that, he burst into laughter.

A flick of hair.

“Stud is a kind of wisdom.”

Cui Xiaoming was really dumbfounded. He was determined to roast him over the fire.

The opera house is different from the Oscars ceremony. There is no Alexander's voice. There is a large spotlight sweeping over and projecting his face onto the big screen.

but.

There were still judges and guests who knew the father and son who turned around and pointed at him.

In people's sight, they only saw the young man's face looking gloomy, conflicted, and ferocious at times.

It's cloudy or sunny.
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"I think we should focus on what we are discussing today."

on the stage.

Alexander's narrative ends.

Rosings looked at Gu Weijing seriously, but still hesitated and said, "I didn't hear you say any solid evidence. Besides, this has nothing to do with this paper..."

"laugh."

This time it was Alexander who was laughing and joking.

"Is this the same person who just jumped over and accused others of being liars? Are you scared that someone will actually sue you?"

"To uphold justice and fairness and to fight against prejudice is a price to pay. One must even be brave enough to do things that seem incomprehensible."

He shook his head.

"Whether it's defending justice for Camel or maintaining the ethics and values ​​of our industry, it's all the same." Alexander said righteously, "You're afraid because you don't know the truth. I believe I have touched the truth, so I'm not afraid."

"You're going too far, really."

Rosings looked into the other person's eyes and said slowly, "You said it depends on how a person does it. He donated the painting. I think Gu Weijing's behavior convinced me—"

"No, no, no."

Alexander shook his neck.

"These things are nothing, charity, donations, I want to say, there are too many tricks in this kind of thing. Oh, sorry, Mr. Gu, don't be anxious, why are you anxious? I didn't say it was you, I mean, we all know that there are always such people in this industry..." Alexander skillfully played with the delicate line between shameless personal attacks and what would obviously be judged as slander by the court.

"I mean, if an artist, A, A, cheats in his artwork, then cheats in his donations..."

An unknown flame surged in Gu Weijing's heart.

He is a gentle man.

He still felt a sense of rage.

Gu Weijing knew that when it came to words, in this game of finding excuses to accuse someone of a crime, it would be difficult for him to defeat Alexander head-on or to refute Alexander.

It’s not a question of whether Gu Weijing’s theory makes sense or not.

Rather, the question is whether anyone is willing to listen to Gu Weijing's teachings.

some people.

For example, Alexander.

Just won't listen to his voice.

But he still had an urge to try, to tear Alexander to pieces with sharp words, to leave him speechless, to let him know what it felt like, and to let him know how unfair what Alexander had done was.

It's not fair to him.

Not fair to Kara.

It’s unfair to Carroll, to Monet, to Camille, to all those brave men and women. It’s even unfair to the very idea of ​​the research that Alexander was speaking of.

It is because of his actions that they are filled with hatred and lose the opportunity to be viewed and understood fairly, or even to be judged.

He knew he couldn't do it.

But he still wanted to tear Alexander to pieces.

"Angry? You feel you've been slandered and are angry." Alexander saw Gu Weijing's anger and said with a smile, "Have you ever thought about what your behavior means to others? What Camille has experienced in his life..."

He stared at Gu Weijing as he spoke.

and so.

Alexander didn't see it.

Miss Irena was looking at him.

No laughter.

He didn't see the flash of rage in Anna's eyes.

The secret to elegance is to remain calm.

Anna was still angry, with an unknown fire surging in her heart. She wanted to tear Alexander into pieces, the man who dared to lie and go against her will.

Don't listen to excuses.

Don't listen to rebuttal.

She will take action.

She wanted the other person to have a good taste of what it felt like.

She wanted him to understand how excessive and unfair what he had done was.

He may have caused the shadow of Impressionism to never be taken seriously again, never be viewed and understood fairly, or even have the chance of a fair trial.

Anna wants him to understand.

His behavior was so unfair to Monet and Camille.

What an injustice to Kara.

How unfair it is to Gu Weijing.

Anna swore that she would teach the other person a lesson and make him understand this clearly.

(End of this chapter)