Tuesday,
Dulwich International School Yangon.
Mona walked towards the door of the professor's office building and paused briefly in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the corner of the second floor stairs.
She looked at the figure in the mirror.
The self in the mirror is meticulously dressed.
Her long hair was combed into a neat hairline on the back of her head, and she wore a pair of shiny dark leather shoes on her feet. The collar of her school uniform's white shirt was tight above her curvy chest, and was fixed by a sky blue bow tie. live.
Beautiful and capable.
"Come on. Miss Sandanu, you can do what you can to leave a good impression on Professor Cruz."
She gently moved the tie around her neck to make sure it was in the exact center position. Then she nodded with satisfaction, clenched her fists, and whispered encouragement to herself in the mirror.
Mona held a thick folder under her arm, which was a portfolio of her work in preparation.
Today, she was going to pay an early visit to the legendary new professor—Mrs. Adriana Cruz—before classes started.
The wife of this internationally renowned artist will launch a half-year Gifted & Talented class in the school.
Having the experience of studying with Mrs. Sakai is a rare and precious opportunity for every Dulwich international student.
Precious means rare.
Of course, it is impossible for a bunch of people to take this kind of course with the master personally teaching by his side.
There are only five places in total in the school.
The selection criteria for the advanced class are based on the oil painting class assignments during the winter vacation. Mrs. Sakai will select the five students who she thinks have the highest degree of completion of their works.
Enter her own little class.
Mona judged that based on her painting skills, she was definitely not among the worst among her classmates, but she was not among the top ones either.
At least not as good as Gu Weijing.
Many times, she knew in her heart that it was only with the help of her little boyfriend that she could get such a good evaluation as an A in her past courses.
Even if I have the guidance of a private tutor for this holiday homework,
Mona is not sure she will be among the top few.
She didn't want this precious opportunity to be presented to her, but she didn't want to seize it.
Opportunities always come to those who work hard.
Mona plans to try harder.
She is the school's student body president and knows where every teacher's office is.
Taking this opportunity, Mona wanted to visit Mrs. Sakai in advance.
She even prepared an envelope, which contained her own self-introduction, detailing her main painting direction and transcripts of some outstanding subjects in the past.
This matter is simple to say. It is common in both the East and the West to contact your favorite tutor in advance in the university in the hope of receiving preferential treatment during the interview.
Even a little too much,
A university in the Netherlands had outrageous news in 2000 about a female student who slept with the entire tutor group. When it was finally exposed, a third of the teachers in the department were sacked from the school.
But for high school students who are still in a relatively innocent ivory tower - having such emotional intelligence and being willing to do such sleek and sophisticated things in the "adult" society seems very smart.
After all, art is a personal and subjective evaluation.
Leave a good impression on the other party in advance.
If nothing else, at least it made Mrs. Sakai have some impression of the name of the female student "Mona Sandnu".
At that time, if we can recruit you or not, you will have an advantage over other students.
"I'm not the kind of guy who takes no responsibility for himself."
Thinking of that annoying person, Mona shook her head in displeasure and pushed his image out of her mind.
Maybe Kou Kou is right.
Maybe I really like Gu Weijing.
However, the world is a big place and there are many outstanding boys.
Mona never thought that she had to hang herself from a tree in Gu Weijing.
It is too stupid to give up the exquisite life in the future for the sake of vain love.
Sometimes, if you broaden your horizons, you will find many better opportunities.
Just like the KFC in front of her home when she was a child, the little girl thought it was just some delicacy when she first ate it. When she grew up, she saw the feasting and feasting in the colorful world, and then she realized that it was just a boring fast food.
This time Mrs. Sakai's advanced class was an opportunity that was so lucky that it was hard to find it even with a lantern.
Compared with real developed countries, the sky in Yangon is too narrow.
If he could become Mrs. Sakai's student, he would even get a letter of recommendation from her.
The good wind uses its power to send people to the blue clouds.
Therefore, he entered the real upper-class art circle.
Then one day Mona will look back at this period of her life and she will burst into laughter. Gu Weijing is just an ordinary KFC.
"Hello, Professor Cruz. This is the portfolio I have prepared. I really want to take your class..."
Mona rehearsed her words in her mind, took a deep breath, and walked towards the teacher's office.
Boom, boom, boom...
There was a knock on the door.
"Please come in."
A woman's voice came from behind the door.
Mona opened the door.
She was surprised to find that Mrs. Sakai was not the only one in the office.
In addition to the blond Spanish professor, there was also a young Asian man who looked to be in his twenties.
"...This Saturday, during Kwon Ji-dragon's concert at the Tokyo Dome, I will take Katsuko back to Japan and fly back on Monday? What do you think?"
When she pushed open the door and entered, she happened to hear the man's enthusiastic suggestion.
G-Dragon’s concert in Tokyo?
During my school days, I flew to Tokyo on weekends just to watch a concert, and then flew back on Monday.
Is this the life that Miss Sakai Katsuko lives?
It's so luxurious...and so nice.
Mona couldn't hide her envy.
"It depends on what Shengzi wants. If she is willing to go, I have no objection, but Shengzi has been busy recently."
Mrs. Sakai replied lightly first, and then asked Mona.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Hello, Professor Cruz, this is the portfolio I have prepared..."
"Sorry, miss, I have something to discuss right now and I'm afraid I don't have time to look at your portfolio."
Mrs. Sakai's indifference exceeded Mona's expectations.
She interrupted Mona without even raising her head, and waved her hand to indicate that she had no time to talk to her now.
"Oh fine."
Mona was a little disappointed.
It seems that the time of her arrival was not very good. She was full of prepared words and did not even have a chance to say them.
There is a sense of disappointment that comes from being filled with enthusiasm on cotton.
"Professor, my name is Mona Sandenou. I just want to take your advanced class. This is my self-introduction. I'm sorry that I won't disturb you now."
She could only briefly mention her name and put the envelope on the coffee table in her office. Turn around, open the office door, and prepare to leave.
"Miss, please wait a moment."
Mrs. Sakai seemed touched by the name.
She stopped Mona who was about to leave.
"Are you Sandnu, the female student union president who was given flowers at the opening ceremony?"
Mrs. Sakai raised her head, her tone was quite playful.
The blond woman looked at Mona from head to toe and said, "She is indeed a pretty little girl."
"She's quite heroic. Do boys like girls with this style now?"
She asked the young man on her side in a scrutinizing tone, "But I think Katsuko is cuter."
Taro Komatsu just returned to Myanmar this week.
I don’t know what evil possessed my “fiancée” Katsuko Sakai, but she wanted to write a bullshit paper with that bullshit poor boy from Burma.
What makes Komatsu-san even more annoyed is.
Faced with Katsuko's outrageous nonsense, the Sakai couple actually agreed.
Kosatsu Taro wanted to inquire about the specific content of the paper several times.
As a result, even Mrs. Sakai, who supported her, declined.
Professor Kazunari Sakai even expressed it more directly - "This is an important discovery. It is not convenient for outsiders to know before the paper is published."
listen,
This is human language!
Regardless of what big discoveries can be made in a remote country like Myanmar.
When did Taro Komatsu become an outsider compared to this young indigenous painter from Yangon?
The only thing that might be called good news is this.
Mrs. Sakai invited herself to Myanmar to serve as a teaching assistant in the advanced class of Miss Katsuko's school.
This at least shows that in Mrs. Sakai's heart, she should still be facing herself.
However, he can feel,
Even Mrs. Sakai seems to be less enthusiastic about herself than before.
If it had been half a year ago, Mrs. Sakai would have persuaded Katsuko and herself to go to the concert, but now her reply has become "Let's see what Katsuko means."
This gave him an indescribable sense of crisis.
After hearing Mrs. Sakai's question, Taro Komatsu's eyes casually glanced at Mona's body curves wrapped in school uniform.
She is indeed a very beautiful girl,
Especially her whole body, from head to tail, from her brown hairband to her lace stockings, was all neatly and meticulously cared for.
Both beautiful and heroic.
She feels quite a bit like a youthful version of a strong woman.
This made the female student council president look a little more charming, like a cold martini cocktail, which made Taro Komatsu feel a little itchy in his heart when he looked at the other person.
However,
Faced with the question of the sudden death of his "mother-in-law," Komatsu Taro was not so stupid that he didn't know the correct answer.
"She's just a little girl from Yangon. There is no comparison with Miss Shengzi."
He shook his head.
What he said was a bit hurtful, but Komatsu Taro did it on purpose.
It's not like he hasn't seen beautiful girls before.
As the future heir to Komatsu Gallery, the competition among agents of large galleries to grab famous painters is notoriously fierce.
There are many figures in the art world like the great painter Picasso, an old scumbag surrounded by half a dozen lovers.
Sending beautiful male and female models can only be regarded as one of the basic means.
Komatsu Taro has been influenced by it since he was a child and has long been a leader in the romantic field.
This kind of female student who wants to please Mrs. Sakai and build a relationship is not worth mentioning in Komatsu's eyes.
He doesn't mind stepping on the other person's dignity to show his loyalty to his mother-in-law.
I heard that young man call me a country girl in front of my face,
Mona blinked her eyes hard, still maintaining an implicit and respectful smile on her face.
In Indian family education, society is a ladder of distinct levels.
At home, she is a superior, upper-caste lady in the eyes of the servants.
In the relationship between men and women, it is natural that Gu Weijing, the better version of himself, needs to work hard on tiptoe to have the right to hold her hand.
And Mona only needs to consider whether she can reluctantly give him a little love.
But in front of the superior Mrs. Sakai,
She is nothing.
A letter of recommendation from the other party can easily make her future brighter and get access to schools that she would have never dared to think about.
This is a great man far away,
If she really wanted to make a good impression on Mrs. Sakai, no matter how uncomfortable she felt, all Mona could do in the face of offense was to smile politely or even ingratiatingly.
"There's no need to say that."
Mrs. Sakai was very satisfied with Komatsu Taro's attitude, but she was a professor at the school after all, so it was indeed rude to comment on the students like this.
"You want to be my student?"
Mrs. Sakai raised her eyebrows.
"I am very eager for this opportunity, Professor Cruz. I promise you that I will be a good student." Mona said respectfully.
"Okay, in that case, let's take a look at your portfolio."
Because of the scriptures,
Mrs. Sakai did not have a good impression of Mona.
actually……
It's not a bad impression at all.
She was just a little curious about her daughter's sweetheart's rumored girlfriend at school.
If Mona is really good at painting,
Mrs. Sakai is not stingy enough to kick this female student out.
"Okay, Professor. Please give me some advice."
Mrs. Sakai took the folder.
After just a few casual glances, she shook her head in disappointment.
In her opinion, these works
Not even outstanding.
Not to mention compared with his daughters Sakai Katsuko and Gu Weijing, even the younger Tsunamasa Sakai is at least an order of magnitude better than the writing skills shown by this Miss Mona in her portfolio.
Perhaps by the standards of Myanmar students, it’s not that bad.
But for Mrs. Sakai, who is accustomed to the high standards of artists, mediocrity itself is a mistake.
If judged by artistic standards,
This little girl and Gu Weijing are not from the same world at all.
"Well, I'm sorry. Miss Shantanu, to be honest, these works are really ordinary. If you want to take my advanced class, you can only expect that your classmates will draw worse than you."
She lost interest in continuing to talk to Mona and shook her head.
"oh."
Mona bit her lip and forced herself to smile sweetly: "Thank you for your advice, madam."
"Take your self-introduction back as well, I don't have time to read it."
Mrs. Sakai's status in front of Mona made it unnecessary for her to be perfunctory.
Komatsu glanced at the cover of the portfolio and curled his lips.
The cover of Mona's portfolio is a photo printout of the "Self-Portrait" she once showed to Gu Weijing.
Using "Self-Portrait" as the main work of the collection,
Generally there is no wrong choice.
In the field of painting, "Self-Portrait" can be used as a test of one's own painting level. Many famous painters like to paint a self-portrait regularly.
There is nothing wrong with the composition of this self-portrait, but the clothes are too gorgeous, which makes it look particularly artificial and puts the cart before the horse.
"Auntie, you came to Myanmar just to teach students of this level? It's a waste of time."
When Mona closed the door,
Behind him was Komatsu Taro's disdainful comments.
…
Gu Weijing found Mona who was silently wiping her tears under the shade of the trees in the playground.
"I just saw you coming out of the office building and you have been crying. What's wrong?"
He sat next to the girl and looked at the unstoppable tears on Miss Mona's face.
"What does it have to do with you? Go away!"
Mona turned her face away, not wanting Gu Weijing to see her current appearance.
leave the office.
Walking alone in the quiet corridor, her tears of grievance finally flowed down uncontrollably.
No matter how strong I am, I put a smile on my face.
After all, she is just a little girl who has not yet reached adulthood.
The condescending and hurtful tone in the office was like a sharp carving knife, hurting her heart.
"You went to see Mrs. Sakai? Is it because you have improved your class? She is not an easy person to deal with."
Gu Weijing picked up the envelope at Mona's feet with the note "To the Honorable Professor Adriana Cruz" on it.
Looking at the words above, Gu Weijing burst into laughter.
Mrs. Sakai is not used to being a gentle woman.
"It's Professor Cruz, Mrs. Sakai, huh... are you familiar with her? Besides, you don't need to worry about my affairs."
Mona snatched the envelope from Gu Weijing's hand with a sneer on her lips.
(End of chapter)
