Dragon, choose cultural victory to make money

Chapter 57 Inspired Young People

"Robben, have you seen The Trip to the Holy Mountain?"

"Look, I've seen it." Robben replied with a wry smile, rubbing his feet nervously on the ground.

“Really?” The young man who asked the question rolled his eyes slyly and raised his voice deliberately. “You said that the manager of the pharmaceutical factory actually survived in the end. How infuriating!”

"No, no," Robben swallowed, "Didn't the manager turn into a zombie in the end?"

"Tsk, I've actually seen it before, it's boring." The boy suddenly lost interest and sat back in front of the drawing board.

"call--"

Robben breathed a sigh of relief. He had never seen "The Trip to the Holy Mountain". The tickets were too expensive for him to afford. He was too thin to squeeze into the front row for the open-air screening in the square. He left the studio too late, so he could only stand behind a tree and watch the ending from an incomplete perspective.

"Ahem," the studio owner walked in, and the noisy teenagers immediately quieted down. There was no prohibition of corporal punishment here, and if they made mistakes, they would be beaten. "Today you have to copy this painting."

A decorative painting of a forest is hung in the front.

This is the apprentices’ daily work, constantly copying decorative paintings, which are then collected and sold at a unified price. The price is much higher than that of printed paintings, and these paintings will not be named after the copiers.

After working like this for a while, the teacher will teach you something real, and then it will be another long period of copying and working, and this cycle will continue.

The teacher stared here for a while and then left to do his own thing.

Mass producing the same paintings is a very boring thing. It doesn’t look like art, it’s just a physical job. Art will always be the privilege of a few people.

Of course, you don’t necessarily have to have talent, having a background is also fine. The art industry has been developing for so many years and has already formed a mature hype system.

Some time ago, a new artist held an exhibition, and celebrities from all walks of life attended.

This exhibition was free of charge, so Robben went to see it, and the paintings were all, how should I put it, to put it mildly, all shit, literally.

Moreover, his painting skills are not that good, it seems that he is trying to be unique just for the sake of being unique.

Anyway, Robben didn't understand what was good about it, but he was embarrassed to say it, because the critics all praised the paintings in the exhibition, saying that they were full of childlike innocence, criticism, and naturalness.

Except for Ms. Fulin.

She started cursing on the spot, saying those paintings were worse than garbage, but no one dared to do anything to her. The curator of the exhibition even begged her to leave in a nice voice.

It's really amazing. Those art dealers usually look down on others and have never heard that Ms. Fulin is a noble, so why are they so scared of her?

Oh, by the way, the father of that emerging painter is the vice president of the Sutton Kingdom Art Guild.

Robben's brush never stops moving. He is the one who copies the fastest in the studio, not because he has the best talent, but because he is the poorest, and he is paid by the piece.

"I heard that you bought two tickets for Ms. Fulin's painting exhibition?" Another female apprentice came over.

"Yes, that's right." Robben didn't know why she asked that.

Ms. Fulin is going to hold an art exhibition titled "Leading a New Era of Art". Most of the participating painters are those who are unwilling to play along with the Art Guild. Although the guild does no publicity, Ms. Fulin's name is well-known there and tickets are not easy to buy.

"Since you bought two tickets, how about asking me to go with you? I really want to see it."

why?
Robben was very confused. He was not confused about why he had any reason to bring someone he was not familiar with and could barely be considered a classmate to the exhibition, but he was confused about how she could make such a request and how she could even bring herself to say that.

But Robben still maintained basic courtesy, "Sorry, I already have an appointment."

"Haha, I don't really want to watch it. I was just joking with you. You wouldn't really believe it, right?" The girl got angry for no reason and mocked Robben.

"Can……"

Although Robben is fast at drawing, he has always been a slow talker. When arguing with others, he always can't keep up with the pace and can't think of words. When reviewing the situation at night, he can only sulk and regret why he didn't say something different at the time.

"You're just drawing a cartoon, and you think you're so great? Has any newspaper accepted your manuscript?" the female classmate kept chattering.

If you are familiar with this kind of person, you should know that once she asks the first question, there will be no simple ending.

At that time, her brain was in a superposition state of wanting to go and not wanting to go. If the answer was to take her, she would collapse in the direction she wanted to go. If the answer was not to take her, she would collapse in the direction she did not want to go. To deal with such people, it is generally recommended to seek a solution through classical mechanics.

Give her a big shove and she'll be quiet.

Unfortunately, Robben learned little about physics and suffered from his poor cultural background.

I could only hide in a corner alone, thinking about finishing today's task as soon as possible and leaving this place of trouble.

He is indeed drawing comics. Nowadays, all painters who cannot make a living from art are drawing comics, but they are just embarrassed to say it.

However, there are only so many spaces in the newspaper, and there is a fixed page reserved for "Fire Teen King", so the competition is very fierce.

No newspaper has taken a liking to his cartoons yet.

"Construct Warrior" is the title of his comic, which tells the story of a young man who accidentally obtains a magic construct and then uses it to punish evil and promote good.

When he started writing, his thoughts were not complicated. First, such a story could vent his dissatisfaction with being bullied and oppressed. He hoped to obtain such a structure so that no one would dare to bully him from then on.

Secondly, such a story can be drawn very long, just keep changing the enemies. If it is drawn well, maybe this comic will be enough for him to make a living for the rest of his life.

However, the only successful long-form comic to date is "Pyro Shonen Oh", while the other comics only last a few months at most.

We haven’t figured out how to draw long stories yet.

A kind-hearted editor gave him some advice when rejecting his manuscript, saying that there have been too many stories like this of poor boys who had adventures and became heroes.

If you want to stand out, you must have characteristics, either by coming up with new ideas for the construction, or by making your enemies distinctive. At least they cannot be gang bullies, trolls, dragons, and other things that have been written about in adventure novels for hundreds of years.

"Construct Warrior" is already the 160th comic that the editorial department has received in a month about wanting to defeat Drogo.

That was his opinion, but he had been thinking about it for dozens of days and still hadn't figured out how to make it unique.

That's why I decided to look for inspiration at Ms. Fulin's exhibition.

Finally it was time to get off work. Robben quickly packed up his painting supplies, handed in today's painting, and ran all the way to the place he had agreed to meet with his friends.

"Robben, here!" Ribery waved his hand. "Why do you look so miserable today? Who bullied you again? Tell me and I'll take care of him."

"What can you do about it? Smashing people's windows while delivering milk?" Robben said.

Ribery delivered milk in the morning, worked as a waiter in a restaurant during the day, and worked part-time as a scriptwriter for Robben comics.

Not only was Robben tongue-tied, he couldn't think of any dialogue and was clueless about the plot, so the two of them teamed up to be responsible for thinking up the story and drawing the pictures respectively.

"Let's go quickly, the exhibition hall will be closed soon." Ribery urged.

The two came to the exhibition hall.

The paintings inside are really new. They are different from all the paintings that have appeared before. They are so new that Robben can't tell whether they are good or bad.

There are all kinds of paintings that look like they were thrown together at random, and paintings made of pure color blocks, which are composed entirely of straight lines and do not look like portraits of people at all...

It seems that my plan to come here to find inspiration has failed.

"Come on, look at this!" Just as Robben was disappointed, Ribery suddenly exclaimed, "I know what enemy our cartoon is going to fight!"

Robben followed and saw a huge black and white painting hanging on the wall. It was impossible to tell what the monster in the painting was based on. It looked novel and oppressive.

Fighting this thing would definitely be a lot more fun to watch than fighting an owlbear.

Robben looked at the information on the sign next to the painting.

"The author is Mira? Who is that? And where did this new person come from? How come I have never heard of him before?"

(End of this chapter)