Almighty painter

Chapter 932: Ms. Cruz and Daughter
Anna opened the magazine.

On the front page of the magazine, she easily found a clearer artistic picture of the impressionist painting on the cover.

She slowly looked at this unique work, as if savoring the brushstrokes.

"I feel like I'm seeing Kara's artistic dream."

a long time.

The woman sighed softly.

Miss Elena glanced at the lower right corner of the title page and saw the label of the source of the picture.

Just as Anna imagined, it was a handwritten copy of a painting donated to the Singapore Biennale by participating artist and discoverer of the work, Gu Weijing.

Anna casually flipped through the magazine in her hand, reading the related reports with great interest.

This issue of the magazine comes with an exclusive interview with the artist Katsuko Sakai, winner of the Best New Artist Award jointly awarded by the Lion City Biennale and UBS.

Not surprisingly.

The interview with Katsuko Sakai was already planned.

Both she and Gu Weijing were missing. Under such special circumstances, the magazine had no choice but to bring in the deputy editor-in-chief of Newzland to do an art interview with Katsuko Sakai, another discoverer of "The Old Church in a Thunderstorm", to make up the number.

"Um...Sir Brown is downstairs in the hospital right now. He said he really wants to have a proper meeting with you."

The phone in his pocket vibrated a few times. Elliot took out his phone, took a look, and then reported to Anna.

"Well, let him come up then."

The woman thought for a moment.

Anna did not refuse this time. She put the magazine in her hand back on the bookshelf beside the bed and opened the drawer of the bedside table, revealing two letters inside.

One letter is thin, one letter is thick.

The thick one was wrinkled and covered with watermarks, as if it had been soaked in sea water and then dried again.

The thin one was neat and new, having been written by Miss Elena just last night.

"I do have something I want to show him."

Miss Elena said.
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"You went there several times before. Now that he's awake, why don't you go see him?"

The hospital was several blocks away.

At the beginning of the month, Katsuko Sakai and her mother sat opposite each other in a cafe where the girl and Gu Weijing were chatting about how to face the interview about their paper in Oil Painting magazine.

At that time.

During the conversation between her and Gu Weijing, she even called the conversation hosted by Miss Elena the dangerous "Titanic".

Just a few weeks later.

Gu Weijing and Miss Elena were attacked on the boat together, fell into the sea together, and were rescued together. She then received an exclusive interview with "Oil Painting" magazine.

According to some rumors, the two were still snuggling together when the rescue helicopter landed on the beach, just like Jack and Rose in the movie "Titanic".

The blonde aunt sat at the coffee table.

She was wearing a short jacket and a classical bonnet, and her pearl chain was in a small handbag on the table.

The fat Kazunari Sakai was pushed to a corner by his wife on the grounds that it was time for a "private conversation between mother and daughter". He was happily eating a matcha-flavored cream cake alone.

"It was a deserted island and it was very cold at night. Besides, Xiao Gu was sick and had a fever at that time. We can't blame him for this." said the blonde aunt.

Mrs. Sakai looked at her daughter.

With her forehead lowered, Shengzi was silently flipping through the special issue of "Oil Painting" on the table. Her soft bangs blocked her eyes and her head was slightly tilted to reveal her fair neck. Although she was sitting opposite her mother, she felt as if her daughter was sitting alone very far away from her.

Mrs. Sakai squeezed the coffee cup in her hand tightly.

If the cup in her hand was a thin plastic cup of poor quality, or a bottle of drink, it might have made a crackling sound from being squeezed by her.

How could she, with such a bad temper, bear to see this?

Ms. Cruz is such a quick person. She said she wanted to slap Sakai, so she slapped him. She said she wanted to stop him from eating donuts, so she stopped him from eating donuts.

Witnessing my daughter being lost in the damp air of hesitation.

Mrs. Sakai was really angry.

If you want love, go after it.

"You know, Mom, that's not what I'm thinking about."

Katsuko said softly.

"Then why don't you go to the hospital? Let's leave now, I'll call a car--" the blonde aunt gave orders.

Katsuko Sakai shook her head slightly.

The blonde aunt frowned.

"If you have something to say, why don't you say it to their face?"

Katsuko Sakai lay down.

The girl rested her cheek on the table in the coffee shop, her skin feeling the cool texture of the wooden table.

Mrs. Sakai felt extremely irritated.

"very nice."

Shengzi said softly.

"Mom always knows what she wants most. Apart from the things you want to keep by her side, everything else is just noise."

"Are you still hung up on the fact that you two separated?"

Mrs. Cruz jabbed the tabletop vigorously with her fingertips.

"It's none of your business. If you ask me... this is all your father's fault." Mrs. Sakai said one thing after another: "He didn't consider your attitude at all. He said he would send you away, so he sent you away. He told Tonks to change the booth, so he changed the booth. It's all his fault. This man -"

Uncle Sakai, who was happily eating at a table nearby, felt as if an invisible murderous intent was coming towards him, and his stomach shook violently.

He stopped eating the cake.

Kazunari Sakai stuck his head out with a spoon in his mouth, and looked around curiously like a fat hamster that was hit on the head by a pine cone falling from the sky.

"This has nothing to do with you. It's all your father's fault. You have no choice at all."

On the other side of the table.

Sakai Katsuko smiled.

The girl gave a gentle smile but shook her head stubbornly.

Her body posture was confusing, and it was hard to tell whether she was saying that she was no longer bothered by her and Gu Weijing's separation, or whether she was saying that her father was not to blame.

"Mother."

Shengzi closed his eyes slightly.

"not like this."

She said softly.

"Dad has never done anything wrong." The girl said, "He has to be responsible for this family, he has to be responsible for the curator, and he also wants to do good for me."

"It's very unfair of you to blame him like that."

Shengzi said.

Mrs. Sakai snorted softly.

"Mom, your dad wanted to do good for you, didn't he?"

Sakai Katsuko asked rhetorically.

"He asked you to stay because he thought you deserved a more 'decent' husband. He threatened you that if you chose dad and left him, you would have to say goodbye to your comfortable life. You would have to say goodbye to your vacation villa, your Mercedes, your bags and shoes, and your past life. Anyway, these were all brought to you by him... If you don't want to listen to me, then go ask my dad about these things-"

"He was threatening you... but I think what he was thinking at the time was probably for your own good."

"How did you answer?"

Shengzi raised his head.

"You said 'OK' calmly, and then left without looking back." "I always think about it."

she says.

"If it were you, you would have made a different choice that night. People always have to find themselves first before they can love others."

……

Katsuko Sakai walked out of the cafe alone and went to relax on the street.

Mrs. Sakai walked like a silent cat and came behind Uncle Sakai.

The fat uncle has a unique way of eating cake.

The cream cake provided in the cafe was very small, and Kazunari Sakai had a big stomach, so he first cut the triangular cake into two halves with a spoon, scooped out one half, and ate it in one gulp. Then he cut the cake into two halves again and ate it in one gulp. This was quite similar to the famous paradox of the ancient Greek race between Achilles and the tortoise, where as long as he only took half of the current cake at each bite, he would never finish the cake.

The fat uncle was currently staring at the half-spoon-sized amount of animal cream on the plate with a loving look on his face.

suddenly.

The plate in front of him was covered by a dark shadow.

His belly suddenly tightened, and he slowly turned his head, like a traveler with a big bad wolf on his shoulders.

Behind him, Mrs. Sakai was gazing at him calmly.

"Wife, wife...how did the talk with Katsuko go?" Uncle Sakai smiled sweetly.

"Okay."

The blonde nodded. "Katsuko has her own ideas."

"Did you enjoy your meal?" Ms. Cruz continued to ask expressionlessly.

"You want me to have a cup of coffee on the side? I'll just have to wait if I just drink coffee, so why not..." Uncle Sakai observed his expression.

The fat uncle felt a little intimidated by his wife's expressionless and anger-free look.

He decided to give up the denial of "Oh, the cake accidentally sneaked into my stomach, I'm so naughty!" and like Snorlax who gave up struggling, he obediently exposed his belly to RUA.

He flattered carefully.

"Although it's a small shop, the quality of the cream here is quite good!"

Uncle Sakai carefully scooped up the cake from the plate with a spoon and held it in front of the blonde aunt's face like he was presenting a treasure.

"It's the last piece, honey, please have a bite."

The blonde aunt shook her head.

"Yicheng, you eat it."

"Really don't want it?" Kazunari Sakai pulled it cautiously.

"Really? Just eat it." Mrs. Sakai was very gentle. "Since it's so delicious, order another piece after you finish it."

"Well, really—"

Uncle Sakai raised his eyelids happily at first, then his eyes narrowed: "——It's really not good."

Danger!

Danger!

Danger!

Oh, you want to trick me? Woman.

The unexpectedly gentle tone of his wife's voice made Sakai Kazunari shudder. He felt that he had seen through her thoughts.

This is like getting a bad grade on your final exam, and then being caught by your homeroom teacher secretly playing with your phone in class.

The usually strict head teacher suddenly asked you gently -

"It's so fun, do you want to play for a while longer?"

Is this asking you to play with your phone? This is clearly a trap. Once you nod foolishly, you will instantly fall into the combo of the Hedong Lion's Roar.

Kazunari Sakai thought he had figured out the trick.

This is a difficult situation.

My wife looks really unhappy.

This level of unhappiness doesn't seem to be something that can be made happy by getting a few family tickets, taking the wife to watch the McLaren race in person, and getting two F1 drivers' autographs and photos.

He was calculating in his mind a hundred ways to make his wife happy, while at the same time he spoke very toughly.

"Wife, I have to criticize you for this."

"puff."

He wanted to slam the table with his palm in a very tough manner.

He glanced at his wife's eyes.

Didn't dare.

When the palm fell, it temporarily turned into knocking the table with the knuckles.

"I am a very self-disciplined person. I will only eat one piece of this high-calorie cream at most. If I have more, even if it is a buy-one-get-one-free offer or given to me for free, I will not eat it. The key to losing weight is self-discipline, which is self-management, and willpower is one of them—"

"Eat."

Cruz ignored Uncle Sakai's bragging and said seriously.

"It's all right. It's my treat. Anyway, this is the last time you'll have any cream products before you get back under 125 pounds—"

The fat uncle was stunned.

He heard something in his wife's tone that could not be refused.

"Uh, that..."

"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'm telling you seriously. From today on, until your weight reaches a healthy range, note that it's not a normal weight, but the healthiest weight, these things will no longer be allowed on our table. No cakes, no roasted birds, no donuts, no sugary drinks, no exceptions."

"It's okay. I won't eat it either."

Mrs. Sakai said seriously.

"I'll keep you company. I'll eat whatever you eat. And you must eat whatever I eat."

"Gerhard Richter is 90 years old this year, and Yayoi Kusama is 91 years old this year. I have always thought that we should live together until we are at least 80 years old. This is my goal, so it is time to make up my mind."

The blonde aunt finished.

She no longer paid any attention to her husband's dying struggle.

She turned around, followed her daughter's footsteps in her high heels, and walked out of the cafe, leaving Kazunari Sakai alone staring at the spoon on the table.

a long time.

"Excuse me?"

The waiter came over.

"Sir, would you like to pay the bill?" the waiter asked.

"No, serve me a cake." Kazunari Sakai picked up the fork on the plate and ate the cream in one gulp. He said seriously, "You can have any flavor, but I want the biggest one you have."
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Singapore National Hospital.

In the intensive care unit on the same floor as Miss Elena, Gu Weijing was also lying on the hospital bed.

He was injured on the boat, fell into the water, and caught a cold.

His condition is much more serious than Anna's.

Several days have passed, and Gu Weijing is still basically confined to lying in bed, with his heartbeat and blood oxygen displayed on the oscilloscope screen of the instrument beside him.

While Anna is meeting Lord Brown.

There was also a very special guest in his ward.

A thin old man was sitting on the sofa, wearing reading glasses, looking at the works on the cover page of "Oil Painting" magazine.

(End of this chapter)