Almighty painter

Chapter 937 Anna's Reward

Anna folded the letter in her hand against her chest, staring at the young man on the bed, and read one sentence after another.

During her childhood, she read these classic plays countless times.

Shakespeare, Goethe, Balzac.

Hamlet, Ophelia, Romeo and Juliet, two pairs of lovers in a Midsummer Night’s Dream and the winged fairy…

All of these characters, those playwrights who have been dead for hundreds of years, were not characters on the stage or names in history books when Miss Elena was growing up, but real individuals in her life.

The fact that a woman is so adept at playing Mr. Sloth, a fictional character that lives in her mind, is also closely related to Anna's love of drama.

Her voice changes.

A person.

A rich and vivid stage play was performed in front of Gu Weijing.

"The purpose of acting, both in the past and now, is to hold up a mirror to the whole of nature."

The woman chanted.

“A good work is like the mirror that Hamlet placed on his dressing table. It allows everyone to see their truest self through the projection of their own emotions.”

Elena concluded by saying, “I think art is powerful.”

"It forced me to change some of my views... When I was writing this article, I once again thought of the painting "Good Luck Orphanage in the Sunlight". Regarding artistic creation, Mr. G and I may have a lot to talk about in detail, and we may have many quarrels in the future. But I am willing to modify my wording slightly-"

"It doesn't have to be a cocktail with too much honey, it can also be a bronze mirror. When helpless people look at it, they will see a brighter side besides the gray life."

"It doesn't make people fall into a dream, but it can also make people feel the warmth in their hearts that they thought had dissipated."

"I would put it together with Renoir's works. Beauty itself is courage and strength. The pain will eventually pass, but beauty will remain in the world."

……

"As for The Tumultuous Man - there is nothing more appropriate to end this art review with than the most classic passage in Shakespeare's life, and perhaps the most famous passage in the entire history of British drama."

"To be or not to be, that's the question——"

Miss Elena threw the letter in her hand aside.

A thick stack of papers was thrown into the sky, and like blooming fireworks, it floated down between the blue-green walls of the ward.

Anna took a step forward, stepping over the papers towards the bed. With a rustling sound, the hem of her beautiful pink skirt fluttered across the pages.

Just now, when Anna was playing the role of the vengeful prince, her voice was so sonorous, high-pitched and passionate.

now.

The woman's voice suddenly became low again.

She was reciting Shakespeare’s lines, she was talking to Gu Weijing, and she was also talking to herself—

"—To be or not to be, that is the question."

"Which of the two actions is more courageous, to silently endure the poisonous arrows of the cruel fate, or to stand up against the endless sufferings of the world and eliminate them through struggle? Death and sleep are all over. If in this kind of sleep, the pain in our hearts and countless other inevitable blows of flesh and blood can be eliminated from now on, it is exactly the ending we long for -"

"Dead, asleep."

Miss Elena looked at Gu Weijing, who was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, and her voice became gentle.

"And perhaps we may dream in sleep. Well, therein lies the real rub: for in that sleep of death, when we have shed this mortal coil, what dreams we shall have—that must give us pause."

Anna recited again.

"What dreams will one have in that sleep of death?"

"That has to give us pause."

"This is what I was thinking about when I saw the work. Shakespeare said that people can control their own destiny. If we are controlled by others, it is not fate's fault, but our own."

“Human Noise” is my favorite work in this year’s Biennale, which is called “Human Noise”.

Anna finished reading her letter.

She sat beside Gu Weijing's bed and looked at Gu Weijing.

She looked at it so seriously, just like she had done hour after hour on that deserted island, just like she had promised herself when she knelt on the beach with great piety and prayed to herself on that deserted island.

"You know what? This was going to be an art review in the next issue of Oil Painting magazine."

Anna said.

"I asked Newzland's deputy editor-in-chief to cancel the interview with you. First, I was still a little hesitant. Second, after seeing that painting, I felt that there was no need for an interview. I wanted to talk to you on the boat that day. If you perform well, I will give it to you as a gift. And I want to tell you, congratulations, you have successfully become the youngest cover artist in the 100-year history of Oil Painting magazine."

“Much younger than Picasso.”

"Unfortunately."

Anna shook her head.

"Mr. G, you just missed the chance to become the darling of the media."

"It's ok."

Gu Weijing shook his head. "You gave me inspiration for my personal exhibition. Besides, I have no regrets now that I was successfully rescued."

"lie."

Anna bluntly exposed Gu Weijing's politeness.

"You didn't tell the truth. You must be very regretful. You really want to be on the cover of Oil Painting magazine!"

Miss Elena said coldly.

Deceiving.

Anna herself felt regretful that her art reviews were not published in Oil Painting magazine, even though they were so well written and written with such care.

How could the young painter Gu Weijing not feel regretful?

this is not right!
Gu Weijing opened his eyes helplessly and looked at Anna with a bitter smile.

"Well, Miss Elena, I am indeed a little disappointed."

The young man felt a little sad when he saw the scattered letters on the ground.

"There's no need to throw it away. You wrote it so well. It would be nice to put it in the next issue of Oil Painting magazine." Gu Weijing suggested, "I don't mind waiting a while."

"I mind."

Anna stared at Gu Weijing and shook her head with a cold and ruthless attitude.

"It's not appropriate. The two of us have been on a desert island together for so long, I think this commentary is no longer appropriate to be published," she said.

Gu Weijing was silent for a moment.

He sighed.

"Right."

"What is the right name?"

Miss Elena glanced at Gu Weijing with a look that said "you bastard, what do you know?" and asked him to translate what it meant.

"Is that the case?"

Gu Weijing shrugged.

"So what's going on?"

Anna seemed to be determined to get to the bottom of it.

Gu Weijing looked at Miss Elena. He knew that at this moment, she was the center of the world's media and the most important topic in the entire art world.

none of them.

First it was Mrs. K.'s paintings, and then it was The Wandering Island. With the blessing of such legendary experiences, even Sir Brown could not compete with Miss Elena in terms of momentum in a short time.

Anyway, the magazine's board of directors probably all thought Anna was dead. It was similar to the way the Singapore Biennale Organizing Committee dealt with Gu Weijing. How could they say bad things about a dead person at this time? Gu Weijing also read the special art commemoration issue that was almost a memorial, which praised Anna to the skies.

Regardless of whether it was acting or not, when Sir Brown was interviewed by the media, his eyes were all red, and he even changed his words and said that she was the most talented art editor Sir Brown had ever seen in his life.

The art special issue sold out, and now everyone is fine.

In a sense... this is really embarrassing. Well, do those nice words I said before about not wanting money still count? How can I fight for it in the future?

There is a kind of beauty that is relatively speechless.

That night.

Miss Elena was like a drowned chicken struggling hard in the sea, and Gu Weijing had to jump in to pull her out.

In most places in the world, she is so bright that she makes others pale in comparison, and the media has almost completely forgotten about the Lion City Biennale.

Lian the attention and popularity that Gu Weijing is getting now is only because everyone cannot interview Anna at the moment.

That was simply because he was closer to others, and some light was reflected invisibly.

The moon does not shine by itself.

It's just closer to the sun.

"It might cause some people to gossip about you and make them suspect that you have a subjective stance when writing an article."

Gu Weijing said.

"Can we be considered friends? People might think that you praised the painting so much not because of the work itself, but because we suffered together and were rescued together."

"Do not."

Miss Elena shook her head.

Gu Weijing was stunned for a moment.

He frowned.

He is a very sensitive character.

Sensitive people are always used to reading the air.

The attending physician chatted with Gu Weijing for a long time and said a lot of comforting words, but he happened to hear the other party's implicit and unspoken implication.

What does Anna's shaking head mean?

Sensitive people are very afraid of taking the initiative to approach someone, and then being coldly pushed away.

After Gu Weijing regained consciousness, he asked the nurse about Miss Elena's condition.

The other party said that she was fine and had no health problems, but she heard that she had endless interviews, so she was very busy at work these two days.

Just think about it.

It has been several days. If Miss Elena wanted to see him, she could have come a long time ago.

No.

People are busy working.

Gu Weijing should have understood the implicit meaning of this estrangement at that time.

On the boat and on the island, Gu Weijing saved Anna and took care of her. Miss Elena also saved Gu Weijing and took care of him.

It is difficult to say who owes whom.

If there was still some extra, Anna also gave a lot of suggestions related to personal art exhibitions.

An island is an island.

People live in social circles, not on isolated islands in the ocean.

Anna's cold treatment implies that people don't like such a personal relationship to continue, which causes trouble to the daily work of both people.

Gu Weijing didn't understand.

That being the case.

If you say we are friends, Miss Elena will shake her head.

Why did she come here today and why did she read the letter?

Gu Weijing didn't want to ask about these things that made both of them unhappy. So after frowning slightly, he looked towards the window as if nothing had happened, as if he was suddenly attracted by the flowers in the vase.

"Stop looking out the window. Turn around and look at me."

"I am prettier than that flower."

Miss Elena said.

Perhaps it was because these words were too similar to the conversation between the two people on the island, past memories were triggered, and Gu Weijing couldn't help but turn his head again.

"Don't be silly, little painter."

Anna stared into the other's eyes.

The woman spoke again.

"What I mean by no is... of course I have strong subjective biases. Why should others doubt this?"

Miss Elena put the other envelope in her hand into Gu Weijing's hand.

"Just before entering the door."

"I just met with Brown Levinson, the chairman of Oil Painting Magazine. I did not show him the letter I wrote and just read to you."

"I showed him this letter I wrote last night, in reply to the email sent to me by Oil Painting magazine."

Gu Weijing opened the opened letter.

The letter is very thin.

It was so thin that there was only a piece of paper inside with only one line of text on it.

"Re: To Sir Brown and members of——"

"To Sir Brown Levinson, Chairman of Oil Painting Magazine, and all members of the board of directors: As of the date of writing, I, Anna Irene, have resigned as the magazine's Visual Arts Manager. This decision remains unchanged."

Below is the signature in cursive letters.

"Anna Elena."

"September 2017, 8"

"I resigned."

Miss Elena said calmly.

She donated $50 billion worth of her collection to get to this position, and now it's like throwing away a stray hair on her clothes.

“I am probably the shortest-serving art director in the history of Oil Painting magazine.”

"And you. Little painter, my friend."

Anna said: "You need a professional art agent to take care of all matters related to the exhibition for you. I hope that our cooperation can last longer than the time I stayed at Oil Painting Magazine."

She ignored the stunned Gu Weijing.

She also looked at the roses in the vase outside the window.

Miss Irina read again the preface that the woman had written for the art review:

"Do you want to live a long life? Then you should be pure in heart and desire. This way you can avoid all pain, sorrow, all the painstaking struggles and the pain of failure. However, your life will be without joy and happiness. Do you want to be happy? Do you have desires? Then fight for it at the cost of your life!"

"A man of true talent is always kind, frank, straightforward, never reserved, and unwavering. For those brave beasts, adversity is not the touchstone of fate."

That's why she loved them so much.

If possible, Miss Elena hopes to keep such a beast in her chest forever.

(End of this chapter)