Almighty painter

Chapter 919 YOU JUMPI JUMP
Anna was floating in the sea.

The sound of the tide was loud, and the rumbling of waves and the faint sound of gunfire filled her ears.

Anna actually felt very peaceful.

Works like "Ophelia" are inherently peaceful.

Which 19th century novelist said this? Hamlet is not only Shakespeare's masterpiece, but also the spiritual dream of an entire generation of English people.

In this frenzied drama filled with intrigue, court struggles, murder, betrayal... and all the passionate elements, the Pre-Raphaelite painters chose just this scene to depict.

A quiet and sad death.

It is too symbolic, like the fragile embodiment of "joy".

Elizabeth, the female model who played the dead Ophelia for the painter, was the wife of Rossetti, another famous founder of the Pre-Raphaelite school. It is said that she contracted pneumonia because she soaked herself in cold water for hours on end, which also laid the groundwork for her unhappy marriage with her husband.

At Elizabeth's funeral.

Rossetti, her husband, was so moved that he put the collection of poems he wrote for his wife into the coffin and buried it together with her. Two years later, he suddenly regretted his decision and thought it would be better to find a publishing house to publish the collection of poems.

That's right.

He dug his wife out of the ground and opened the coffin to take out the poem.

It is also said that.

In his later years, Rossetti felt deeply guilty about this incident and eventually died of depression.

Look, just a simple oil painting can lead to so many ridiculous things.

Miss Elena, who was also lying on the water and cosplaying "Ophelia", couldn't help but make a few sharp comments -

"You torture me, and I torture you, you resentful man and foolish woman. Two people who are not suitable for each other, they can't even die peacefully!"

If this is a perfect play of Hamlet, then Ophelia can only fall into the river and die! Just like if this is a perfect love play, then Jack can only sink calmly into the Atlantic Ocean.

If she were alive.

How could she face the conflicts that followed? How could she choose between "youthful love" and "family honor"?

When she died, she wandered around like a sleepwalker, holding wild flowers.

that moment.

Maybe her heart is truly peaceful.

It sounds a bit cold.

Who makes Miss Elena a somewhat cold person?
She felt that compared to Ophelia who died young, it was hard to say who was luckier or more unfortunate between Elizabeth and her husband who were really together.

After all, Miss Elena is a little bit traditional at heart.

She still prefers the so-called "suitability" which is more important than the so-called "true love".

Compared with Elizabeth and her husband, Millais, the painter of "Ophelia", obviously found the right half.

Although there is a very twisted and complicated story behind this, even in the Victorian era, many media outlets criticized his marriage.

But no doubt.

No matter how unhappy the London media is.

He made his wife's career a success.

His wives also contributed to his career.

The two of them happily gave birth to more than a dozen children. When Rossetti was tortured and had a mental breakdown, Millais should have been knighted, got a seat in the House of Lords, and became the president of the Royal Society of Arts.

From painter to aristocrat.

He received all the honors that an artist of that era could receive.

This is the right path in life.

Miss Elena is a very "strong" person at heart. A young painter like Gu Weijing may be willing to believe in words that are full of artistic and soft temperament, such as "love is the ultimate solution", "love is the answer to everything", and "love is the end of life".

Anna only half believed it at best.

She believes that "love" is important, but "love" should give way to one's own life, rather than letting one's own life give way to "love".

Facing Mrs. Sakai's question.

Change it to her.

Miss Elena might express her appreciation for Gu Weijing's art, and then she might very well decide that Taro Komatsu might be a better choice.

Including Anna herself.

Mr Kruger is not the only one who has such a vision.

Anna also seriously considered the possibility of marrying Ole.

Ole isn't a bad choice.

The reason she refused was that she didn't like him. The more important underlying reason was that she felt Ole was not obedient enough, and more importantly, Mr. Kruger was not obedient enough.

They had the audacity to attempt to "control" her instead of her "controlling" them.

If she had first trained Ole to be obedient, and then used a small whip to whip Mr. Kruger into submission.

Her stunning beauty and the Kruger family's huge bank achieved a kind of perfect balance.

Then just get married.

At worst, they can give birth to a child as an heir, and then each can go about their own business. This kind of tacit understanding is almost an unwritten tacit understanding that has been passed down from hundreds of years ago to the present day among the old families in the upper class of Europe.

Just open any novel and you will find out.

In those lingering love stories, many of the romantic encounters begin with a gentleman meeting a certain lady who is vacationing alone in a resort hotel.

The tragedy of Ophelia and Hamlet, at its core, lies in the imbalance of their love.

So that's the only way.

Only men and women, who are originally unbalanced, can find balance in the ultimate death.

Anna.

She is both Ophelia and Hamlet.

Think of this.

Miss Elena stopped struggling. Her body, which had been fighting against the waves, obeyed the will of the tide and allowed herself to be swallowed up by the waves around her.

The world suddenly became quiet.

Seawater rushed into my nostrils.

It hurts so much.

It was much more painful than the woman had imagined. At the moment when she was closest to death in her life, she strangely remembered the humorous joke that Gu Weijing told at the salon.

"Fortunately, she/he died, otherwise, what would have happened to their love?"

The woman only felt the cold, mean meaning of the joke at the time, so Anna laughed coldly in unison.

just now.

She realized it was no joke.

She realized the deeper meaning in what Gu Weijing said that perhaps he did not understand.

Words are the eggshells of thought.

Some people just move these shells from one place to another, such as Gu Tongxiang and Lao Yang, the two masters of pretending to be cool never produce jokes, they are just Miss Elena's porters.

When Gu Weijing, the chattering hen, "laid" the eggs, he only felt the hard touch.

Under the pressure of the sea water, the hard shell suddenly broke, and the warmer, more golden egg liquid leaked out.

"The reason why Titanic has become the most successful love story in history is that it expresses people's willingness to die bravely for love..."

"still--"

“Are people willing to live bravely for love?”

Someone seems to have answered this question.

"Miss Elena, a lion's courage never lies in eating people. Eating people is very easy. Wild dogs eat people, crocodiles eat people, and vultures eat people. How can such a simple thing be called a virtue?"

That day, the young painter stood at the door of the room and turned to her and said this.

“To be willing to be different, to be brave enough to bear the continuation of life, to be willing to face life, is virtue, is the wild and majestic heart.”

Miss Elena opened her eyes in the sea water.

She's being double-standard again.

She found that she didn't want to die yet.

She still has many, many things she wants to do. She wants to write an art review for Gu Weijing, she wants to continue reading, she wants to become an extremely successful woman, and she wants to achieve her own career.

She not only COSed Ophelia.

She also wants to cosplay Helen, mainly Helen of Troy, and occasionally the social activist Helen who wrote "Three Days to See", or Helen, the mother of Euphoria. She wants to cosplay the muse, the witch in "Faust", Camille or Nightingale...

She wants to COS Kara Elena.

The ultimate final.

She also wants to cosplay herself.

Miss Anna Elena still wanted to ask and find the answer to that question.

Once again, she splashed in the sea with all the passion of her life and an almost devout love.

Almost at the same moment.

A pair of arms wrapped around her from behind and lifted her up from the sea.

"I have to...I have to say...you are more energetic in the water than I thought. Next time you encounter something like this, please discuss it with...me."

five minutes later.

Gu Weijing dragged Miss Elena, who was struggling in the water, lying flat, diving, and paddling up, to the life raft.

Anna climbed onto the raft first.

Then he pulled Gu Weijing up as well.

The confrontation with Brother Hao was more like cutting meat with a blunt knife, but tonight, there were far more sparks flying.

He was really exhausted.

"At least find a lifebuoy first."

"Honestly."

"Even if you want to play Titanic, this is not the way to play it, Miss Critic," Gu Weijing commented sharply.
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Singapore.

early morning.

On the executive corridor of the Mirochor Hotel, the LCD TV screen hanging suddenly stopped replaying the original financial program. A local TV announcer sitting in front of the camera began to temporarily insert an emergency message.

"Earlier, a cargo ship named Perugia Polo was hijacked on the high seas two hours after leaving the port. There were at least nine Singaporean citizens and several foreign citizens on board, including many well-known figures -"

"The Singapore police have dispatched the STAR special rescue team and STS——"

"The situation has been successfully brought under initial control—"

"It is reported that the hijacking occurred in the evening of that day. It is rumored that there were multiple exchanges of fire on the ship, and there were casualties. The specific situation is..."

The night manager who happened to be passing by the corridor didn't even look at the TV. He was just looking down at his phone.

Mobile web pages and social chats were flooded with reports about the kidnapping.

This is the Internet age.

No matter how fast traditional media produce news and broadcast TV news, they can never catch up with the speed of online media.

A media reporter with an informant in the Singapore Police Force was the first to report the news.

By the time local news stations began to urgently follow up on the report, all kinds of rumors were already flying around.

The famous anchor of Singapore's largest news station was talking silently on the screen. The night manager who passed by was staring at his mobile phone. The figure of the well-dressed guest on the 70-inch LCD screen illuminated half of his body, but his eyes only reflected the light and shadow on the small 6.7-inch screen in his hand.

This scene is like a microcosm of the gradual weakening and decline of the influence of traditional media giants in this era.

If an old-school local media person saw this scene, he would probably sigh that our traditional cable TV industry in Singapore is falling. But the night manager is not so sentimental.

He is eating melon.

Although the platform has urgently removed the relevant discussion forum, some media have found the action statements published by "Peter" and his friends on Reddit and other platforms before they started the action. Even the photo of Miss Elena's back posted by "Stewie" was found by a resourceful network expert.

And there was the last message - "Go watch the news."

"It was a friend's fashion salon and I was almost on board, oh my god it was horrible, I will pray that everyone is safe."

The Night Manager had browsed through the account of @Lewishamition, an F1 driver's account with millions of followers. The moment it was posted, it was retweeted hundreds of times.

This dark-toned photo of prayer forms a stark contrast in style to the previous photo posted not long ago of her standing on the podium and shaking champagne to celebrate.

Joy is as fragile as a peanut.

It will always be crushed easily.

"What an eventful night. It must be a sleepless night for many people."

The night manager also forwarded that message.

“Peace be upon you.”

He left a message on the screen.

It is said that Miss Elena has not been found yet.

While the night manager thought he was destined to suffer from sleepless night amid the attention of the spectators.

In the next room.

The cat, sleeping soundly on the bedside table, turned over slightly and fell from the table onto the mattress.

"Meow."

She squinted her eyes and called out twice.

I found out that Xiao Guzi had gone somewhere and had not returned home all night.

Bad review!

The world is big, but the most important thing is to have a good sleep after you have eaten your fill.

The cat turned over and continued to sleep peacefully. Before it started to snore, it slapped the mattress twice with its tail. I wonder who it was thinking of.

Make you disobedient.

puff.

Let you force meow to take a bath.

puff.

I asked you not to prepare a midnight snack for me.

puff.

Let you let me diet and lose weight.

puff.

Let you make me eat broccoli.

Puff puff puff puff puff.

Meow meow meow meow.
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The waves of the sea at night rolled like the tail of an angry beast whipping while sleeping.

Or like a cat tap dancing on top of you.

a cat.

Especially for cats weighing more than 20 pounds, they may look cute, but it would be a scary thing if they really fell from the head of the bed onto your stomach.

Divide people.

With a chubby body like Kazunari Sakai, he pushed the cat aside, patted his belly and continued to sleep. It was not impossible for him to sleep with the cat on his head.

If it were an old man like Gu Tongxiang who had lost his hair, he would be able to step all the overnight shit out of his intestines, as if he had been hit by a bus.

The sea is much the same to ships.

The 64000-ton Perugia Polo is like Uncle Sakai. These waves are nothing. She has just sailed in the shallow sea near the shore where the wind and waves are relatively small.

Gu Weijing was so impressed that he had the illusion that the huge ship was gliding on the dark ice.

Switch to a small enclosed raft.

It was just like Awang singing and dancing rap on the belly of old man Gu who was lying in bed, and patting the ball from time to time.

Gu Weijing felt as if the waves were hitting his body. He was not floating along the waves, but was being lifted up by the waves.

His whole body flew up into the air, hanging in the air for a few tenths of a second, hitting the air cushion on the side, and then hitting the wall heavily, repeatedly. The naughty child kicked the mineral water bottle, and he was a cricket in the bottle.

Gu Weijing could only groan and make breathing sounds as his lungs and stomach were squeezed.

Occasionally, when the wound was hit and it was extremely painful, he would scream a little louder.

Then vomited.

Constant vomiting.

Gu Weijing thought that he had vomited out all he could when the waiter pressed his knee against his stomach.

So now.

Maybe it was a nasty concussion, or maybe it was seasickness.

Perhaps it was a combination of a bad concussion and seasickness, like dangerously and foolishly swallowing a Mentos mint whole, which produced a double chemical effect.

Gu Weijing believed that he would vomit out all the shares he could in the next ten years.

He kept vomiting.

I couldn't spit out anything.

Most of it is just acid water mixed with blood.

"Does your stomach hurt?"

in the dark.

He heard Anna's voice.

Gu Weijing nodded. He felt a little exhausted and had no strength to speak.

“Will you feel warm then?”

Gu Weijing shook his head again.

He felt that the questions asked by the other party were really not technically demanding.

Of course it hurts.

Miss Critic. Just imagine, I was hit hard in the stomach by such a big knee. Anyone would feel pain.

It’s so warm that it’s not warm at all.

There is no reason to feel warm.

He was soaked by the sea water, and here...it was cold as hell.

How can anyone feel warm?
Oh…if Miss Irina’s subsequent questions were inquiries about herself out of concern, would it make him feel that she was very warm…hmm.

Gu Weijing admires Anna's sense of humor.

Change to normal time.

Perhaps Gu Weijing would have the patience to explain a few more words. He was really exhausted. Just resisting the rocking of the boat had consumed all the remaining strength and energy in the young man's body.

Gu Weijing just wanted to be alone and quiet.

A faint green light lit up in the emergency raft.

Soon after getting on the inflatable raft, Anna looked around.

She didn't find the GPS locator she was looking for, but she did find the boat's built-in first aid kit for drowning.

There are two smoke sticks that provide coordinate indications for aviation rescue and a set of several cold light sticks that can provide lighting at night.

Miss Elena had originally planned to use it at night in case she could see other ships sailing in the area, or hear the sound of aircraft engines flying overhead.

She thought about it.

He took out a cold light stick and broke it with force.

no response.

She broke it several times.

Still no reaction. This cold light stick was broken. The disposable cold light stick glowed by the reaction between the oxidizing liquid and fluorescent dye inside. They were on an old ship that was about to be retired. During the storage and navigation of the ship, it was inevitable that the stick would be consumed by false reactions due to bumps and collisions.

Anna prayed that their luck wouldn't be too bad.

When the woman broke off the third one, the glow stick finally lit up.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

He crawled over, patted Gu Weijing's back, and stared at the blood in his vomit.

In Anna's life, she rarely took care of others - to be honest, apart from taking care of August, Miss Irina didn't remember taking care of anyone.

Anna also hates being taken care of.

At least that's what they claim.

Her so-called dislike was more of an abstract concept in spirit. For example, she hated being treated as a delicate woman, a weak person, or a cripple. Even if she was indeed delicate in some sense, she was still a woman and a cripple in any sense.

She hates other people's pitying looks.

She always demands the best grades in school. She has just started working, and when she argues with people, she is more sharp, fierce and aggressive than those veteran critics who have been immersed in the industry for many years.

Only in this way can those honors be yours.

She stole it.

Rather than being given to you by others.

Anna doesn't like others to lower their expectations when praising her just because she is a woman, and because she is a beautiful woman, they lower their expectations of her by half compared to others.

No.

Anna just didn't like this.

She particularly hated it when Lord Browne called her "Anna" as he had done a thousand times before, asked her if she wanted some dessert, and then told her how to be more "professional" in a tone like he was disciplining an ignorant young schoolgirl.

Miss Elena has no patience at all.

She retorted on the spot.

But in real life, whether she is willing to admit it or not, she is the one who is specially taken care of by life.

When you sit at the dining table, food will automatically appear on the table. When you finish eating, the plate will disappear from the long table in the blink of an eye, and then become clean as new in the next blink of an eye.

The cabinet is like a magical box. You will never run out of clothes in it. All dirty clothes will always become clean automatically. Cotton clothes will be ironed, cashmere clothes will be neatly cleaned, and any stains will be sent for dry cleaning by the maid.

Anything she needed, she just needed to give a simple command.

There are always various tutors who will appear in the reception room of the manor at the specified time.

All of this.

For Miss Elena, these are the most normal parts of life, which is why she had previously said to Gu Weijing such "stupid" words that the children in the orphanage should maintain their anger towards life.

Even when my aunt was seriously ill.

The way she takes care of the other person, or the other person takes care of himself, is just to spend afternoon tea together.

First time in life.

On a small raft.

Two people soaked in sea water.

Life showed its true colors to Anna.

(End of this chapter)