Almighty painter

Chapter 921 Anna Beats Gu Weijing

There was an awkward silence.

Old classmate Gu happily chewed on the gossip he heard in the gallery, and he probably never expected that one day his grandson would retell it to Miss Elena in person.

Gu Weijing sat there expressionlessly.

Miss Elena also had a blank expression on her face, as if she was thinking that I shouldn't be the one feeling embarrassed.

She continued with the next set of exercises, kneeling there, keeping her core stable, and tightening the toes of her feet alternately outwards.

Gu Weijing watched Miss Elena supporting her body with her elbows in the fine sand, trying to straighten her right calf. The hem of her long skirt fell close to her ankle, and a drop of sweat slowly appeared on the tip of her nose.

This scene is coupled with the words "run away" in her writing.

The venomous tone of the entire review was immediately raised to a higher level.

Gu Weijing wanted to make a comment, but didn't know how to make it.

Out of politeness, he felt he should apologize.

But...is it necessary?
Miss Elena said nothing, but her body and her posture spoke for her.

From start to finish.

From her hair to her toes, which were clenched outward, she was filled with a sense of pride.

"promise."

"I am the harsh and vicious editor who made the fragile-hearted painters of Ma Shi depressed, and this - don't get me wrong, I took it as a compliment."

She said this while shaking her legs.

Like a cat licking its sharp claws.

The woman maintained this position again and bent down in a yoga-like posture.

Gu Weijing turned his head away.

"Well... shouldn't you rest for a while and keep your strength? We are on a deserted island now." The young man gave considerate advice.

"Just because we're on a deserted island, it's more important than ever to keep your body functioning well."

Anna replied casually.

"I didn't do a lot of high-intensity exercise. My rehabilitation doctor recommended at least half an hour of Pilates every day to maintain my muscles. I don't want to find that my calves are not the same thickness when I return to land."

The woman turned sideways and swept the sand beneath her with her arms, creating a fan-shaped arc.

There was no need for Gu Weijing to turn his head.

Miss Elena was doing this for Gu Weijing to see. Even if she didn't train for a day or two, it wouldn't have any obvious impact on her figure.

Anna insisted on doing it.

Anna was telling Gu Weijing with her actions——

Even on a desert island, people can try to maintain control over their bodies.

Even on a desert island, people can try to maintain control over the order of life.

Such control.

It is hope.

Anna's daily personality is far more powerful and more irritating than Gu Weijing's. On the freighter, she was at a loss for a short time, lying there with her head buried in the sand like an ostrich.

But once Ostrich Anna pulled her head out of the sand.

She would definitely seize the initiative in the conversation between the two of them and demonstrate her will openly.

Facing a deserted island with no one.

Bear Grylls' way of showing his will may be to eat crunchy chicken with six times the protein of beef, catch crocodiles on shore, and fish for sea urchins in the sea.

Miss Elena did a set of Pilates.

She found that Gu Weijing's face was filled with weakness and illness. Since she couldn't find amoxicillin, then keeping hope would be closer to the therapeutic effect of amoxicillin than drinking water in small sips.

This is an uninhabited island somewhere in hell.

She can still carry out daily rehabilitation training.

And Gu is the classic.

He is still here enthusiastically planning future art exhibitions, but he is protecting himself!
Miss Elena raised her head from the sofa and sat up, hugging her legs.

"Don't stare at the sea and pretend to be in a daze. Look at me if you want to. Am I not more beautiful than the sea?"

Anna asked frankly.

As long as Gu Weijing was willing, they could continue playing the Decameron game on the ship to kill time.

The first day of Boccaccio's "The Decameron" begins with a man and a woman coming together to a place far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Just like them.

Gu Weijing turned his head.

"One question - I recently checked the list of artists represented by the Ma Shi Gallery because of some things. I saw your grandfather's name on it."

"Why not you?"

Anna looked at Gu Weijing.

Her surprise just now was not because she heard the names of the Louvre or the Metz Gallery from the other party, that was all.

She was surprised at the familiarity of it.

"Element Perception +1"

When Miss Elena was holding a magnifying glass and stroking the detective cat's tail along the cat's fur, she suspected that she had touched the head of the Marc Gallery.

That time.

She returned empty-handed.

This time, when Gu Weijing told Anna that he would have an art exhibition at the Louvre Abu Dhabi in the future, she immediately remembered that there was a five-year strategic cooperation agreement between the Meuse Gallery and the Louvre Abu Dhabi.

Once again, she was on the verge of a crossword puzzle.

The faint cat hair scratched her palm.

Miss Elena grabbed the cat's hair in her palm. There were many unreasonable things in this matter. Anna was a little puzzled. Considering the situation of the detective cat, even if a super gallery was willing to sign it, it should not have given such a heavy promise as "personal exhibition at Louvre Abu Dhabi" in the first contract.

It's like trying to fish for a cat with a ball of cat food that's bigger than the cat's body.

Except for her.

Who would do that?
There is no need to worry about ruining the cat's appetite.

"Mr. Ma Shi III and I have a private agreement, which will only take effect during this period." Gu Weijing stared at Anna in a trance.

"Element Perception +1"

Miss Elena's expression didn't give Gu Weijing any clues.

She lightly let go of the topic, as if it was just a casual question when she was in the mood.

As if inadvertently, Anna became more concerned about the cooperation between Gu Weijing and Ma Shi Gallery.

“When will the exhibition be held?”

Anna asked.

"It is tentatively scheduled for March or April next year. It should avoid the local Ramadan. The details will depend on other arrangements."

"laugh."

Anna pursed her lips and sneered harshly.

She waved.

He signaled Gu Weijing not to pay attention to him and continued talking.

"So what's the theme of the exhibition?" the woman asked like a difficult judge.

"I do not know."

Anna crossed her arms and looked at Gu Weijing.

"The opening of my personal exhibition in a top art museum is only——"

Miss Elena looked down at her watch and found that the silver Jaeger-LeCoultre perpetual calendar watch on her wrist had stopped because of the sea water.

It's ok.

It doesn’t matter whether the watch works or not, it is just a teaching aid for Anna to express her “sharp comments”.

It has exactly the same meaning as when a teacher taps the blackboard with a stick to criticize some lazy students in the class who don't study well.

Is the teacher hitting with a pointer?

No.

Understand the spirit.

The teacher was knocking on someone's stupid head.

Little painter, pay attention!
Teacher Elena is now also expressing her urging and dissatisfaction with Xiao Gu through this behavior.

"Only nine months."

Anna looked up.

"I asked you what the theme of your exhibition was... and you told me you didn't know? Seriously. Of course, if the theme of your exhibition was called "I don't know", then I apologize to you."

"Then I admire your sense of humor."

Gu Weijing had just introduced his art exhibition when he was choked by Anna and was unable to utter a word.

Fortunately.

Mainly relying on the contrast of peers. Considering the evaluation of the solo exhibition of the ace painter of the Ma Shi Gallery from the woman in front of him.

Gu Weijing actually felt that Anna was quite gentle, which was rare.

"The Ma Shi Gallery gave me some preliminary suggestions," Gu Weijing explained. "Snow in the Desert is about climate issues. "Thinking about the Destiny of Mankind" There is a special booth in the Louvre Abu Dhabi called "Thinking about the Destiny of Mankind."

"The stand consisted of a Lysippian statue of Socrates, a Kushan Gandhara Buddha head, and a—"

"STOP!"

After listening to it twice, Anna raised a finger and interrupted Gu Weijing with an attitude that did not allow for rejection.

"First question, have you ever been to the desert?"

Gu Weijing shook his head.

"Have you ever seen snow in the desert?"

Gu Weijing continued to shake his head.

"The second question is, do you have anything to say about the future destiny of mankind?" Anna continued to ask.

Gu Weijing understood what Miss Elena wanted to express.

"A little?"

Gu Weijing thought for a while.

"But I can understand what the Ma Shi Gallery means. From Rome to East Asia, Persia, Gandhara, the Silk Road... the art style of that booth is very mixed. It integrates art images from many different regions. The gallery feels that it is quite suitable for my art style and can help me shape my own artistic characteristics."

"And I learned that the booth was full of sculptures. The gallery told me that if I could draw a group of paintings and they were good, they could work with the Louvre."

"Hopefully my work will be turned into a permanent exhibit. And merged with that stand."

Miss Elena listened to Gu Weijing's explanation without saying a word.

She picked up a red plastic stick on the side.

This is a smoke device.

They took it out of the raft and, like the desalination unit, kept it nearby so that it could be used if a plane flew overhead.

The woman used it as chalk on her desk.

She took the smoke stick and wrote on the sand with one end of the plastic stick on the relatively flat ground nearby.

CLIO
The woman knelt on the sand, drew a circle, pointed at it and said to Gu Weijing.

"CLIO, the goddess of history."

She continued writing beside it.

"Erato, the goddess of romance."

"Euterpe, goddess of opera."

"Plyhymnia, Terpsichore, Urania, Calliop... the goddesses of hymn, rhetoric, geometry, astronomy, dance, and epic poetry."

Miss Elena specially picked a place.

Finally wrote.

"Thlia, Melpomene, Thalia and Melpomene."

"They are in charge of comedy and tragedy respectively."

Finish writing this.

Anna sat aside and looked at Gu Weijing.

“These are the names of all nine Muses who, in mythology, can inspire people and bring about the spark of outstanding artistic creativity. In the traditional worldview of the ancient Greeks, these nine Muses jointly control the authority of art and science, and all outstanding inspirations come from the outburst of these emotions.”

"I'm sorry. I don't see a muse here called 'Gallery Says' or 'Permanent Collection,'" she said.

The woman whipped Gu Weijing repeatedly.

"Can you find it for me?" She looked directly at Gu Weijing and handed the cigarette stick in her hand to him.

Gu Weijing remained silent.

"Here's the thing. The gallery gave me a complete plan, and they wanted me to cooperate—"

"No, no, no."

Anna shook her head.

"Take the people you know for example. Do you know why Cao Xuan doesn't have a gallery?" she asked. "Even...even Liu Ziming doesn't have a gallery. Tangning is the most important asset of CDX Gallery. She enjoys the best resources in the gallery, but she still wants to open her own gallery."

"Have you ever asked why?"

the woman said.

"I suggest you ask them more when you have time."

"That's right. Galleries are good and important. They have very good art resources and have in-depth cooperative relationships with many museums and art galleries. This is good. Modern galleries have created the current appearance of the entire art industry in all aspects. Undoubtedly, they have brought many small painters who have not received much attention to the collectors' field of vision. Without modern galleries, there would be no astonishingly high prices in the art market."

“These are all good.”

"It's like thinking about the fate of mankind. Is it important? Of course it's important. Is the Louvre's permanent exhibition booth good? Of course it's good. But that's not the point. These things exist because of you, and they serve you."

“That includes galleries.”

Anna ordered.

"Gu, you have to be tough. Don't let yourself be manipulated by Ma Shi III and become a property of Ma Shi Gallery. No, even if Ma Shi Gallery has the longest history in the industry and its assets exceed hundreds of millions of euros. But what does that matter?"

“The gallery serves you, not the other way around.”

“If you feel the gallery is providing good advice, nod your head in appreciation. They are doing their job. If you feel their advice is not satisfactory to you, do not compromise yourself to accommodate them. They are asking for your understanding.”

"You have to be able to answer."

Anna said in a blunt tone that held nothing back.

"No, I don't understand. Please understand us."

"This is your solo exhibition, not the exhibition of the Ma Shi Gallery. You have the final say."

Anna's voice softened.

"I guess this is something that Mashi III discussed with you?"

She said.

"How many paintings can you prepare in 9 months? How big can the exhibition be at most? It seems like they have given us everything, but when it comes to half of it, they are stingy and dare not give us anything, fearing a loss. They are petty."

"In the style of Mashi III."

She commented sharply.

(End of this chapter)