Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 64 [Surrealism]

End of the meeting.

In view of Ethan's contribution, he will receive an additional 10% profit next month.

Moreover, after the meeting, John Holt invited Ethan to a party for the first time.

This made people from other major families look at each other sideways.

Because according to the rules of the underworld, no matter how rich or powerful you are, it is impossible for you to be exposed to the sun.

Even a figure like Sandro, who has close ties with the political and legal circles, rarely appears in extremely formal occasions.

After all, no matter how cleanly one wipes the footprints of someone who has walked in the black mud, there will always be a lingering stench on their body.

But Ethan understood that this was Pubol's influence.

This made him attach more importance to today's meeting with Pubol.

2 p.m.

The snow stopped for a while.

Pubol arrived as promised.

Along with Pubol came a large number of newspaper reporters.

They learned a piece of news yesterday that Master Pubol was very fond of a student from the Art College of Winster University and even wanted to visit him.

This made them all excited, and they waited at the door of the hotel where Pubol was staying early in the morning, just to capture this dramatic scene and prepare for the front-page headlines the next day.

But when they finally arrived at their destination, they couldn't help but look at each other in surprise.

Isn't this the estate of the Pauletta family?

Journalists are the eyes of a city. They know the city’s background and secrets too well.

They knew very well what kind of existence the Pauletta family was.

Could it be that the student that Master Pubol favored was actually Ethan Poletta?
They took a lot of photos of the Pauletta Manor, and then they witnessed Ethan coming out to warmly greet Pubol, and the scene of him shaking hands with Pubol was recorded.

It seems... it's true.

"Ethan, tell me quickly, how did you draw that picture yesterday? What was your creative idea?"

As soon as they met, before they even said hello, Pubol couldn't wait.

It seems to be full of artistic passion.

Ethan, however, welcomed him into the warm house and sat him down on the sofa before speaking.

"This story has to start with a dream I had..."

Before Pubol came, Ethan had already anticipated what questions he would ask.

As for that painting, what is involved is naturally a series of related answers such as the creative concept.

Ethan tried hard to recall everything about Dali and his creative ideas, and combined with his predecessor's art theory and Popol's theory of fantasy, he finally came up with a modified version of surrealism.

When Pubol heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded continuously.

In the end, he couldn't help but put down the coffee in his hand, grabbed Ethan's hand, and said excitedly: "Ethan, you are a genius!"

This scene was naturally captured by the reporters lying in ambush outside.

As for why these reporters were allowed to come in and take pictures, it was probably because the door of the Pauletta Manor was not closed.

"Ethan, I came here today originally wanting to take you in as my student, but now it seems I'm not qualified to be your teacher. Your theories are beyond imagination. Dreams, subconsciousness, these are areas we've never considered. It's truly... wonderful!"

As Pubol said this, he actually stood up and started dancing in the living room as if no one was around.

He was extremely intoxicated.

And suddenly, Ethan sensed some deep, extremely rhythmic, and unpredictable power in him.

This master seemed quite extraordinary. But it was only for a moment, and soon, the rhythm disappeared.

Pubol sat back on the sofa and looked at Ethan: "I even want to be your student. Your theory is very inspiring to me. Ethan, what is it called?"

"Uh... surrealism." Ethan thought about it and touched his eyebrows embarrassedly.

"Surrealism, very appropriate." Pubol nodded. "Can I share this theory with my friends?"

"of course."

Ethan couldn't ask for more.

This was a gain beyond his expectations. If his modified surrealism could become famous in the art circle, his status would also rise.

What's more, how could Pubol's friends be ordinary friends? They are all art masters.

"That's great, that's great, Ethan. I really don't know how I can ever repay you."

Pubol was indeed a man of true nature, and he hugged Ethan very enthusiastically.

This scene was naturally recorded by reporters outside.

"Isn't the core of art sharing? Why should we talk about repaying?" Ethan smiled and hugged Pubol back.

"The core of art is sharing. Oh, Ethan, you are full of golden quotes."

Pubol smiled heartily and stood up.

"You really surprise me again and again. Unfortunately, I can't accept you as my student. For this reason, I plan to give you a gift."

"Don't deny me, you deserve it."

Then, before Ethan could speak, he interrupted him.

What would be the gift from a top art master?

Pubol is a person who can't sit still. After saying this, he was ready to leave.

As a result, he took two steps, and then seemed to remember something, and turned back: "Oh, by the way, Ethan, remember to finish your work as quickly as possible, and then send it to me. No matter where I am, I will make you famous."

After saying this, he really left.

The reporters immediately followed him and tried to interview him.

If it were before, he would definitely refuse, but this time, he accepted it.

He arrived at the gate of the Porretta estate and began to recount his meeting.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I must tell you one thing. I'm jealous of you and the city of Winster because you can actually spend every day with a genius like Ethan, feel his growing growth, and breathe in his artistic nourishment. I envy you!"

"A superstar is rising!"

He said the last sentence in an aural tone, and then he got into the car and left.

Ethan and Anya stood in the snow-white courtyard, watching the reporters running around like a flock of ducks.

"Master, are you going to be famous?"

"It doesn't matter whether I'm famous or not. What matters is that I've got the pass."

By the time tomorrow's newspaper is published, he will have Pubol's endorsement and will have a place in the art world.

In an artistically barren place like Winster, he had no rivals.

This is actually the best gift Pubol has ever given.

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