Almighty painter

Chapter 902 Love Story (Part )

Gu Weijing took the crown.

All the guests around the campfire were looking at him with curiosity.

The young man had been sitting alone on the side since the ship left Singapore Harbor.

When Liu Ziming introduced him to the guests, he just nodded politely.

Smile gently.

Say hello or how are you.

Gu Weijing didn't know that his restraint and discomfort were seen by many guests present and turned into a noble temperament surrounding him.

Or maybe it's arrogance.

Artists are entitled to be aloof. For artistic prodigies who have become famous since their youth, even the arrogance that would push people away can become lovable under certain conditions.

The so-called condition is that he really shines.

Gu Weijing was indeed shining. Over the past few days, so many spotlights were shining on him that even a dark rock would be illuminated by it.

The problem seems to be here -

For a few days.

So many spotlights were on him.

Even a dull, dark rock will be illuminated.

It was the light of the spotlight, not the light of the dark rock.

To say that Gu Weijing is a dark rock may sound a bit harsh. Some of the guests present were at the opera house when Oil Painting magazine talked with him last week.

They think Gu Weijing is quite interesting.

But he is a basin of clear water.

Place the clean water in an uncovered yard at night when the weather is good and the moon is high in the sky.

People will see that the copper basin also contains a moon.

Golden and full.

Radiance.

A round egg yolk was thrown into the water waves.

But when the weather gets cloudy and the clouds cover the moon, the moon in the basin disappears and turns into a pool of clear water again.

Gu Weijing could not mistake Carroll's paintings for his own paintings, nor could he mistake the light reflected on him by Oil Painting magazine for the light emanating from within himself.

just now.

It was like the clouds covered the real moon, and it turned into a basin of plain water.

Those who are interested can keep observing.

Since the salon began, Gu Weijing and the art director of Oil Painting magazine have not had any special communication, not even a special eye contact.

Miss Elena has a special gift that can treat everyone equally, with aloofness and indifference.

As for Gu Weijing himself, when he did not talk about Carroll's works, he no longer had the privilege of being spared by her.

He was also enveloped in this web of alienation and indifference.

"Tell us more about that picture of Frau K.?"

Someone was calling softly.

"Ms. Elena, can you come with us?" She turned her head and looked at the woman not far away. "Continue the interview. We haven't heard enough yet."

The woman didn't even move her shoulders, and her ivory shawl brought a special chill to the night.

The man's lips moved.

She was shocked to realize that the other person would never be the kind of person who would half-heartedly join in a lively activity with a crowd. She was in awe of such coldness and closed her mouth again.

“Tell us about the painting you have on the first floor of the Art Center?”

The reporter also spoke.

Several people have also seen the additional work by Gu Weijing in the second week, Impressionism, which seems a bit old-fashioned in the Biennale of this era.

Old fashioned but classic.

It is indeed an impressive painting.

Liu Ziming noticed Gu Weijing’s absent-mindedness before, and he realized that Gu Weijing might not be good at dealing with such situations.

The young man's appearance reminded him of when he was a child, when he was present at various gatherings with relatives and friends, everyone always wanted him to pick up a pen to "draw" something and perform well. Whether it was sincere or not, Liu Ziming always received praise.

Please him.

To please his father, or to please his teacher.

However, Liu Ziming hated this kind of performance that was forced upon him by everyone. He didn't want to be a puppet in a cupboard, wearing gorgeous silk clothes and displayed by people to make people laugh.

Liu Ziming also hates to be that kind of parent.

If Gu Weijing enjoyed such occasions, like Miss Elena, he could easily adapt to and cope with everything here and enjoy people's attention and pursuit of him.

It's a good thing to show yourself more.

For example, Gu Weijing could not adapt.

He didn't like the attention.

Although Liu Ziming felt regretful, he decided to just forget it.

and so.

He took the initiative to speak: "Okay, okay, I'll drink a glass for him, please don't make things difficult for the young man."

Gu Weijing pondered for a moment.

He noticed the regret that flashed across Mr. Liu's eyes, and noticed everyone's hesitation, curiosity, expectation, or impatient gazes at him.

Different expressions surround the campfire as your eyes blink.

Like colorful butterflies spinning around the light.

Gu Weijing is not a good storyteller of humorous stories. He does not have the ability to make everyone's emotions rise and fall with his narration and end up with bursting into laughter in just a few words.

He had really just wanted to have a glass of sparkling water.

I don’t know how.

After hesitating for a moment, the young man suddenly took a step forward and walked into the center of the light surrounded by butterflies.

He walked from the shadows to the campfire, his black hair draped over his brows, his entire body clearly outlined by the light.

“I watched an old movie midway through the flight to Singapore.”

Gu Weijing started with this sentence.

He opened his mouth.

The noise all around suddenly fell silent. All the flying butterflies spread their wings and hovered at the junction of the firelight and darkness, frozen in place.

Gu Weijing put the crown in his hand on his head.

“It’s a film from the last century.”

“It’s called Love Story.”

Gu Weijing was reminded of that old, clichéd movie from half a century ago, on that deserted road.

Uncle Alai was driving in front.

Miss Koko hummed its theme song of the same name, "Love Story".

"That was the second time I had seen the film. The first time was a few weeks ago, when I was painting The Tumultuous Man, which Mr Tonks had agreed to exhibit in the Esplanade -"

"The one that got seven Oscar nominations? The one directed by Arthur Hiller?"

A guest in the audience asked. Gu Weijing hesitated for a moment.

"Maybe. I don't know who Arthur Hiller is, but I think someone told me it was probably the greatest romance movie of the Seventies. It won an Oscar, didn't it?"

hum.

There were a few faint laughs from the people around him, as if he had said something very humorous joke.

Gu Weijing was confused for a few seconds.

……

Miss Elena put the fork beside her on the table.

Love Story.

She had seen the movie, an old-fashioned love fairy tale that told the story of a handsome, wealthy son of a wealthy family who fell in love with a hardworking, poor girl who wore thick brown-framed glasses and studied art on the campus of Harvard University.

In a word.

A new version of the story of "Cinderella".

She also knew why everyone was laughing. Anna could understand the subtle emotions in everyone's hearts.

The Oscars are the most watched award in the film industry, but not necessarily the award with the most artistic value. Winning an Oscar can be equated to "a very watched movie", but it cannot be directly equated to "a very great movie".

For many artists, perhaps European awards like Venice or Cannes are more important than the Oscars.

And a ranking list of all the Oscar-winning movies in the world has been compiled.

"Love Story" may not be ranked last on the list by many people like "Shakespeare in Love", but it is also a mediocre movie.

Even among the nominees throughout the seventies.

It's not particularly outstanding.

Everyone laughed just now because they thought Gu Weijing had made a small joke. Anna didn't laugh because she knew that the other party probably said something stupid.

"The movie ends with the girl's death - it's not like a suspense story with a sudden twist at the end... I knew this outcome at the beginning of the movie."

"...In the first scene of the movie, the first line is -"
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"A girl died when she was 25. What can be said about her?"

"I must say she is beautiful and clever."

"She has to say she loves Mozart and Bach, she has to say she loves the Beatles, and she has to say she still loves me."

——(US) "Love Story", Act I, first line.
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"Love Mozart, love the Beatles, and love me."

Miss Elena thought about this in her heart and shook her head.

Just like many film critics who have unique tastes and their own special criteria for selecting films.

Anna didn't particularly like the movie, nor the original novel. Her evaluation of the entire movie was like this line, full of deliberate sentimentality.

Love Mozart, love the Beatles, and love me?
Are there really normal people who talk like this?

Hypocritical.

"In the first scene of the movie, at the very beginning, everyone knows that they are about to see a poignant and beautiful love tragedy. That is why the scenes in the movie where they meet, get to know each other, fall in love, study together, and read together are even more magical and touching."

"When I watched the movie for the first time, I was also moved by the plot."

"With precious memories, death is not scary. These delicious, sweet things, hmm... even if they are only for a brief moment, are far better than the long, rotten and boring life -"

Gu Weijing recalled his inner feelings when he watched this movie with Miss Koko at Xihe Club.

His heart was filled with happiness.

Yes.

He felt like he was dying, but there was still something inside him, and the emotions contained in the movie filled the void in his heart.

In a dark cinema.

Two people looked at the images on the movie screen.

Looking at the old movies from the 1960s and 1970s from today's perspective, the lines are long, the pace is slow, there are no gorgeous sets, and even the villains are not fierce enough. The protagonist's wealthy father, the villain in the play, is not the type who wants to break up the couple. At most, he just hopes that they can wait for two years before getting married.

The whole movie is a collection of clichéd plots.

A 100-minute slow-flowing water show.

But such thoughts flowed into Gu Weijing's heart, and he seemed to want to convince himself with this movie.

He has better and sweeter things than his wealthy brother Hao.

He possesses feelings that cannot be replaced by wealth.

Life has been so good to him.

therefore.

Death doesn't seem like such a scary thing.

"Gu Weijing, you can do it. You can look Chen Shenglin in the eye and tell him that I am not afraid of him."

Gu Weijing did not mention anything directly related to Chen Shenglin.

He was just trying to explain the abstract feeling in his heart, the feelings that surged in his heart when he picked up the pen to paint, the love and hate, the sweetness and bitterness.

He used the plot in "Love Story" as a metaphor, and just like this movie, he turned those intense plots into a long flow of water.

To be honest.

What Gu Weijing said was not good.

The long flow of water is the antonym of alluring, not to mention that Gu Weijing is not a alluring person.

He lacked Miss Irena's alluring beauty and Anna's alluring speaking ability.

Needless to say.

Apart from the emotional filter and the special mood of the moviegoers, "Love Story" is really an old-fashioned movie without any breakthrough.

The dual originator of American romance and Korean soap operas.

Most of the guests in the venue lost interest in disappointment as they listened.

Many of them are experts or even avid movie fans. They really don't have the heart to listen to a 20-something young man telling a cliché love story from half a century ago.

No one would urge Gu Weijing to change players quickly.

Such courtesy was not lacking among those present.

However, except for a few people, their concern for Gu Weijing was just "politeness".

Miss Elena was listening very seriously.

She compared this story with the faint, lingering melancholy in Gu Weijing's painting "The Noise of the World". She felt the connotation of this story just as she felt the dark shadows lingering on the canvas.

The dark colors in Gu Weijing's works often have a wet texture.

Just like the thunderclouds painted by Kara.

A deep hue that is full and full of rain.

Gu Weijing seems to like using such large areas of relatively soft brushstrokes to convey some particularly intense colors.

Like throughout the movie.

The director seems to want to shroud the growing love in a sad atmosphere.

“Love pierces darkness, thunderclouds, and even death.”

The woman asked herself in her heart.

Is this the theme that Gu Weijing's painting "Human Noise" wants to express?

Then.

Or maybe it’s because I’ve seen clouds burning over the Arc de Triomphe in Paris.

So Kara was no longer afraid of the darkness of the dungeon.

(End of this chapter)