Almighty painter

Chapter 884 Anger and Love

Miss Elena hooked her fingers on the curtain outside the window and pushed open half of the window, letting the sunlight shine on her profile. The sea breeze pressed the entire white gauze curtain against her body, enveloping her and making a gentle sound.

This kind of voice was Anna's response to Gu Weijing's words.

Not sure.

Don't argue.

Just now, when she looked at Gu Weijing in the mirror, she was worried that it would be a gentle hint.

If she continued the conversation in this situation, Miss Anna was worried that it would turn into an expression of surrender.

Miss Elena believes that the word "surrender" itself means submission.

The word itself is disgusting and abominable.

Submission is humiliation.

She does not tolerate humiliation, nor does she submit to anyone.

So, the action of opening the window, letting the stronger sea breeze blow on her face, letting the white gauze curtain press on her body, letting the white noise in her ears swallow the sound of this conversation, was Miss Elena's complete response.

In the environment where she grew up, whether it was right or wrong.

The shame brought by saying "sorry, sorry" from the heart may be greater than the shame of doing the wrong thing itself.

If you lower your head, you are no longer the Lion King.

……

"Taizu heard the sound of his eating utensils and thought he was plotting against him, so he killed him at night. Afterwards, he said sadly: 'I would rather let others down than be let down by others.'"

——Notes by Pei Songzhi on the Records of the Three Kingdoms: Wei Shu: Chronicle of Emperor Wu (Southern Dynasty)
……

After saying these words, Gu Weijing waited for a moment.

He turned around.

Opened the door of the room.

"Then why do you want to apologize?" Just as Gu Weijing walked out of the room, a woman's voice mixed with the sound of the wind came faintly from behind him.

Miss Elena stared at the sea breeze.

she asked finally.

Why should she apologize if she did nothing wrong? She didn't like the meaning of flattery or concession hidden in this word.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake."

Such words can be used as part of some diplomatic rhetoric and spoken incidentally.

For example, sorry, maybe my attitude just now was a little too impatient - it was said out of courtesy to leave rather than guilt. Women do not feel guilty in their hearts. Even if they do, it is the kind of guilt that is forced upon a docile big cat or a weak antelope by using the moral law of a lion.

at least.

There was no weakness or flattery in the word "apology".

She was never in the habit of pleasing others.

She was also not used to looking other people in the eye and saying "sorry" seriously. Regarding the painting "Old Church in a Thunderstorm", Anna overcame all the obstacles in her heart before writing at the end of the note, "I'm sorry for laughing at your shirt."

When writing this sentence, the woman felt much more difficult than when she took out her credit card and asked Elliot to customize a new shirt for Gu Weijing at the hotel's tailor shop.

The weight of the word "sorry" spoken solemnly is heavier than the haute couture dress that made Lao Yang drool with envy and jealousy.

Much heavier.

A hundred times more.

Gu Weijing was a person who was too used to pleasing others. And she wanted to point out to him that "sorry" was a mistake that was meant to please others, even if the object of the flattery was herself.

Miss Elena had long been tired of people's flattery.

If he was really a lion, he would want to please others so easily, and he would want to say "sorry" so easily, making Anna feel that her apology was cheap.

"Because I did something wrong."

Gu Weijing said.

"It's not appropriate to say that you don't know that you are an orphan. I really didn't realize that you were an orphan. I didn't mean to offend you. I made a mistake without knowing it. It's hard for me to avoid such mistakes. I'm sorry. If you need me to, I should say sorry."

"This is what I should do and what I can do. I have my reasons and you have your pain. The strong will wield their swords against the stronger, and the weak will wield their swords against the weaker."

"Ms. Elena, has anyone ever told you that you are actually a very insecure and sensitive person?"

"You are always afraid, Madam Director. I believe you do understand orphans. Orphans are a group of people who are always afraid."

Gu Weijing walked out of the room.

"I had a good grandfather. He stood between me and life. I hope I can do the same for the kids in the orphanage."

"You know, if one day life points a shotgun at you, I will try to do what I can."

"Lion-like virtues, Miss Anna, you said it very well."

Gu Weijing closed the door of the room.

Miss Elena stood still.

"Anyone can say that, right?"

a long time.

She shook her head and whispered to herself.

Just like Ole's "cousin" had told her, he wanted to help her share the responsibilities of Elena's family.

It is easy to say such things to someone like her, because she is running for life, and life may be holding a flintlock.

she?
Not only does she have a gun, she also has a burning golden lion chariot.

But the woman remained silent.

The meaning of Gu Weijing's words is the same as and different from Ole's.

She is one of the richest people in the world, and she is also one of the most powerful people in the art world.

She encountered some opponents, crushed most of them to death, and defeated most of the rest, such as Van Dorn and Alexander. There were a few people whom she could not defeat completely for the time being, but anyone who became her enemy, even Sir Brown, would be in a miserable state.

No one has the right to look down on her.

Even Olesya, the banker's son, only dared to try to please him by painting himself with gold powder, just like Cleopatra trying to please Caesar.

So many years.

After her aunt died, for the first time in all these years, someone told her that she was not that strong and that she lacked a sense of security.

Miss Elena, you are afraid.

For the first time, someone... treated her like a weak person and cared for her.

Even though it was a promise that would never happen like an empty check, even though Miss Elena didn't believe that she would show weakness in the face of life one day, maybe that was just Gu Weijing's unique way of currying favor...

Even if it happens again and again.

Maybe and maybe.

But Miss Anna remained silent.

No, maybe this is not the first time someone has said such words to a woman in all these years.

When she was like a sloth, slowly, hiding deep inside, telling a story to others in a sarcastic way, telling about her fear of failure.

Someone said – “I want to hug her.”

Miss Elena was sitting in a wheelchair, and the sun in the distance was setting towards the sea level.

Anna took out Kara's boat ticket from her pocket.

That paper, this interview, the commotion in the art center...everything in the past few days has been about Kara.

Scholars debated and pieced together the scene of Kara staring at lightning streaking across the night sky outside the church on a thunderstorm one hundred and fifty years ago.

They used ten thousand ways to recall that scene in their imagination.

Each has his own opinion, but they may reach the same conclusion through different paths.

anyway.

No one can truly travel through time, go back to that night, and see everything that happened.

At this moment.

One hundred and fifty years later, another Miss Elena had just finished a quarrel and was sitting by the window, staring at the scenery outside.

Will anyone discuss what happened today like they discussed Kara? The woman thought, will anyone discuss what happened today like they discussed "The Old Church on a Thunderstorm"?

Anna didn't know.

anyway.

No one can truly travel through time.

She could only sit by the window, imagining in her mind what the scene was like and how art historians would describe the scene at that moment.

In the silent space and time, two people walked away with their backs to each other gloomily.

The young artist's footsteps were silent and his figure, along with the sound of his footsteps, melted into the corridors backstage of the opera house. He was either angry, calm, or contemptuous.

And behind his back.

The young art critic, with an expression of contempt, calmness or anger on his face, sat in a wheelchair by the window, melting into the sea breeze, with the gauze curtains rolling and the sleeves of his skirt fluttering.

Do such wind and such shadow imply some kind of restless and uneasy emotion?

Imagine all those chirping critics.

Miss Elena stretched out her hand and closed the window with a click.

The wind noise disappeared.

The veil fell from her body.

Return to calm.

The big licking dog August jumped onto Anna's knees, rubbed against her, and barked with pleasure.
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"..."

“The early debate between Anna Irena and Gu Weijing in their artistic careers concerned an important question: which is the more fundamental force, love or anger?”

"Ms. Irene was a very young art director in the history of Oil Painting magazine. At that time, the industry called the chairman of Oil Painting magazine the 'Pope of Art'. According to this view, Ms. Irene was like Cesare Borgia, the youngest cardinal in history. Unfortunately, the relationship between this cardinal and the artist Gu Weijing was not like the employment relationship of the dazzling array of cardinals and artists in art history... They were atypical cases... In art, they were similar to Voltaire and the Marquise de Chatelet, who lived together in a manor for sixteen years, completed a lot of academic work together, and even participated in the academic competition of the French Academy of Sciences together, and had arguments from time to time."

"of course."

"Unlike the scientific debate between the Marquise and Voltaire about Newton, Voltaire's writing style is sharp, full of sharp satire, brilliant writing, and a special sense of humor. In terms of writing style alone, Anna Irene, whose ancestors held two imperial earl titles, is the more 'sharp' one of the two."

"She believes that only when people realize the power of anger, only when they are strong enough to control the anger in their hearts and understand the shadows in their hearts, the part of the world that is not illuminated by the sun, can they be qualified to talk about love. Otherwise, it is just blind, useless, and empty love."

"Gu Weijing holds an almost completely opposite view. He believes that love is not the servant of anger, on the contrary, anger is the servant of love. Only love can enable people to control the flames of emotion in their hearts. Anger that is purely motivated by desire does not generate power, but fear of life losing order..."

“It must be mentioned that Gu Weijing’s outlook on life may have come largely from his grandfather.”

……

——The Power of Art·Fifteenth Edition·Volume 39——Gu Weijing and Anna Irena: Follow Your Heart to the End, page
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Gu Tongxiang lowered his head and used his two thumbs to vigorously tap the English letters on the mobile phone screen.

"Mr. Gu?"

A voice sounded in his ears.

Old man Gu, who was busy checking in at the opera house and updating his social media accounts such as Instagram one by one, raised his head and looked over.

"Liu...Mr. Liu."

After recognizing the other person's identity, Gu Tongxiang immediately sat up straight and wanted to stand up from the chair.

"You said it very well, about the young lion and the old lion." Liu Ziming waved his hand, indicating that it was not necessary. "Sorry, I heard a little conversation when I came over just now. You are really a very wise person."

His expression was full of genuine admiration.

Miss Elena doesn't like to say "sorry".

It is very difficult to make a person like Liu Ziming respect someone from the bottom of his heart.

Even if it was Elena's family, Liu Ziming only had objective respect for the other party's power and wealth in the art world, rather than subjective respect for Miss Elena.

He admitted that Anna was amazing.

"Respect" - this word is a bit too big.

Liu Ziming only truly respected a handful of people in his life, and Gu Tongxiang has now successfully been included in this list.

That’s amazing.

When he first arrived at the theater, Gu Tongxiang showed that he didn't care about the opinions of the outside world. He just sat there and read quietly.

He felt that Gu Weijing's grandfather was extraordinary.

Stay calm when facing big things.

Now, he realized that this old man was more than just calm. Being able to look straight at the blade without blinking was definitely calmness, and fighting with sharks on the sea, and finally bringing back only a huge marlin skeleton, of course, was also courage.

This is all very impressive.

but.

The most powerful one is the one who can remain calm in the face of a sharp blade, who can fight 30 sharks in succession on the sea surface, and finally bring back a fresh and whole marlin, plus 30 shark fins.

It requires more than just calmness and courage.

It also requires strategy.

Wisdom is also needed.

Gu Tongxiang came here and said that he just needed to read quietly.

It seemed a bit pretentious at that time.

But the old man just read quietly, and his expression remained unchanged no matter what happened on the stage, Gu Weijing's donation of paintings, or several dangerous quarrels, all of them were indifferent. He just watched Elena's family being turned into friends, and all the enemies being beaten to pieces.

That's not just showing off, that's really awesome.

Liu Ziming believed that Gu Tongxiang had probably anticipated and even arranged all of this when he arrived at the opera house.

How could he be reading quietly?

Mr. Gu is clearly sitting on the Diaoyutai! This little wind and wave can't shake him at all.

"I have an invitation here for a small party in a few days."

(End of this chapter)