Ole does not have the keen sense of smell of a hunting dog.
He only saw Ana playing with her phone casually for a while, and a moist feeling filled her eyes.
Is this... helpless crying?
Oler thought that his cousin had finally torn off her strong coat and shed tears.
"After all, she is still a woman."
He teased in his mind.
Ole was a little surprised by his good mood now.
Seeing the scene in front of him, there was no sympathy in his mind that he thought he would have. Instead, there was a strange mixture of excitement and secret excitement.
Some men are born with a desire for war and destruction in their genes. This is a hunting instinct passed down from ancient times.
Ole's surname is Kruger.
His ancestors had hunted honor and land on the battlefield, and his fathers had hunted money and wealth in the economic realm.
possible,
Ever since he was a child, somewhere in Ole's heart, he had always wanted to see his always-superior cousin really lose his temper.
It's like seeing an unattainable rose blooming on a mountain cliff and falling to dust.
Finally, he could look down and pick it up at will.
Oller stood up.
He did not try to take the initiative to hold his cousin's hand, but looked down at her condescendingly.
"It seems that not only little boys who can't get toys cry." The corners of his mouth curved in a mean way.
very nice,
What my father said was absolutely correct.
Instead of trying to please the opponent, it is better to conquer the opponent with spurs, as long as you master the appropriate method and hold the noose and reins tied around the opponent's neck in your hands.
He, Ole, could also mock the noble Countess from above.
Ole is so happy!
In terms of pure monetary amounts and long-term liquidity of assets,
Anna still has a lot better than the Kruger family, but her cousin is obviously not willing to quickly sell off her treasures to raise funds to fight an entire bank.
Moreover,
This is not a question of money, this is a question of ideas.
In this new and ever-changing era,
A large number of senior managers of "Oil Painting" magazine are also tired of standing on a desert island.
When you watch the vast amount of U.S. dollars flowing past you like a green sea day after day, but are blocked by some stubborn rules, you can only be trapped in place, being an untouchable referee. It is an unbearable torture for most people.
Those who abandon the trend of the times will be abandoned by the times.
The citizens of ancient Greece killed the clever and radical Socrates with the banishment method of pottery.
Today, history repeats itself once again.
The shareholders of "Oil Painting" voted with their shares to expel the last heiress of the Irina family who was rigid and unwilling to change.
"Actually, I can understand if Anna doesn't want to attend this year's annual meeting." He once again pretended to be considerate of Anna, but used cold words to block any room for the other party to avoid.
"Sir Brown thinks that we can also ask Uncle Kara to speak on behalf of the Elena family. After all..." Oler lowered his head and made a strong plan, expecting to capture more collapse from Miss Elena's face. and frustrated, "After all, Uncle Carla is incompetent and disgusting, but he's still pretty good at it."
Anna still ignored Oler.
She didn't even listen carefully to what the other person was saying.
Anna's heart was so agitated at the moment, how could she have the spare time to listen to the noise of such a person.
The girl lowered her long eyelashes and stared at the side face and eyes of the little prince sitting on the sand dune in the picture, with satisfaction and unspeakable regret.
Anna has lamented countless times that she lacks talent in painting and is unfamiliar with using a paintbrush.
Miss Elena understands that being sad about this kind of thing seems extremely hypocritical in the eyes of outsiders.
If I had a choice, let alone minor problems such as lack of talent for painting and weak muscles in my right leg.
Even if she is a paraplegic, there are still many art geniuses in the world who want to exchange their lives for her.
But regret is regret.
Not being able to draw what she wants to draw is Anna's eternal pain of not being able to get what she wants.
Now,
There is no such regret anymore.
At the end of the world, there is another woman who has passed through all the obstacles, peered through the sea of her heart, and stared at everything Anna saw from the same perspective.
The electric waves in my head chimed in perfect frequency.
Anna borrowed the hands of this sister, who penetrated her heart, to paint such a shocking work.
The psychic resonance made Miss Elena's thoughts keep drifting away, imagining the voice and appearance of that sister.
"so good."
Anna's slight regret now is that after all, what she has in her hands is just a cold electronic screen.
This painting was split into billions of bytes of data by scanners on the other side of the ocean. It passed through the mountains and seas through the fiber optic cables on the seabed and came to the small screen in my hand, where it was reassembled from the data. picture.
What she took was not Detective Cat’s warm strokes, but just a string of characters from the virtual world.
No matter how delicate it looks in the photo, it is still not as thin as the real texture of paint and cloth, and it feels a little awkward in the hand.
well……
She sighed quietly.
"No need to sigh."
Oller's face turned red.
He felt like a trainer or a cowboy who had strangled the most famous wild horse in the wilderness with a noose until it choked him and stuck out his tongue.
You can immediately ride your prey back to the city and win everyone's envious eyes.
The expression on the young man's face was exactly that of a cowboy who had just drank a quarter of a pint of tequila.
"Cousin, the choice is still in your hands."
He said triumphantly: "The suggestions we just made are always valid, and the door is still open. As long as Cousin Anna nods slightly, nothing you don't want to see will happen."
"Kruger Bank will still collect enough shares of the magazine, but we will not be your enemy. All shareholders of "Oil Painting" magazine will also warmly embrace your joining. The name Irina will continue to be our art fund The flag of progress.”
Oller said seductively: "What's the suspension? Oh, cousin, you can immediately become the new manager of the magazine's visual arts column. No, no, no, not just the manager... You hate Sir Brown, right? Then let's get rid of him." .”
Ole waved his hand gracefully.
"When the acquisition is completed, the combined shares of our two parties will be able to own more than half of the voting rights of the magazine. Half a century after your great-great-grandfather sold 80% of the magazine's shares for one Austrian shilling, His descendants will once again take full control of the media."
"Anna, you will become the new chairman of the magazine. All you need to do is hold my hand."
Aole stretched out his hand in front of Anna like a charity with certainty of victory.
a long time.
Just when Oledu began to wait impatiently.
"OK."
Anna finally spoke softly.
His cousin didn't hold his hand as he thought, but she was unwilling but crying, which made Ole feel a little regretful.
He was still daydreaming,
If only my cousin had the sense to apologize to herself for what happened just now.
Oler will respond gracefully using Caesar's famous saying in "The Gallic Wars": "It doesn't matter, we are all strong people, and the heart of the strong will always look forward."
This not only shows his broad mind, but also is a small irony for his cousin's rejection of him just now.
The young man felt a little regretful that he didn't let himself show off.
But when he heard Miss Elena say "ok", he still felt incredible ecstasy and excitement.
What I had thought about day and night when I was young has just happened.
He succeeded!
With a suitable strategy and pressing him step by step, even if the opponent was still unwilling to give in, he, Ole, still successfully conquered Miss Elena, a fierce horse.
etc?
Ole's sweet dream only lasted for less than three seconds before it came to an abrupt end.
He saw Cousin Anna raise her head.
There was still a tear hanging from the corner of the girl's eye, but Oler couldn't see any weakness or sadness in the other person's eyes.
Miss Elena looked at him with a meaning that he couldn't understand.
A little indifferent, a little aloof, but without any desire to compromise, it is like a true portrayal of the heart of a strong man.
Ole was stunned.
He didn't know what Miss Elena saw on the phone screen just now.
Just at this time,
No matter how dull he was, he clearly realized that things were completely different from what Oler and his father had imagined.
Miss Elena did not submit obediently.
That is not the look a person should have after bowing his head and admitting defeat.
"You-" He frowned.
"Okay, in this case, I can give you an answer now. I will attend the International Art Annual Conference next month. And..."
Anna's tone was calm: "I will publicly accuse Sir Brown of his negligence and tell every reader in the past who chose to believe in Oil Painting magazine because of the name of Irina's family. I think Oil Painting is losing its credibility."
"If that's what you want to see, then that's what you want."
The girl held the phone tightly.
She had a very strange feeling, as if courage had substance, it was transmitted through the palm of her hand to her heart.
"This illustration of Detective Cat Sister is really a wonderful gift."
Anna thought to herself.
Not only did she receive a masterpiece of illustration that suited her heart, but she also held the hilt of a sword that could slash her enemies.
what else,
What better proof of one’s artistic vision than the success of Detective Cat?
From the day she took over the Batman illustration from Thomas, Anna has never doubted Detective Cat's drawing ability.
She firmly believes that such a master, as long as he has a suitable stage and appropriate inspiration, will one day leave his own mark on the world of beauty.
In the presence of truly lasting and moving works of art.
The person who originally denigrated and slandered this woman, no matter how authoritative he was, became a joke.
And Anna only needs to be patient during the long wait, slowly lead the other party, and look forward to her growth.
As for how long this specific time is - generally speaking, it may be five years, ten years, or ten or twenty years.
traditional painting field.
It takes a long time for an artist to truly become famous, from being unknown to being recognized by the public.
As successful as Picasso was, his early years in Spain were filled with melancholy, gloom, and relative poverty and desolation.
Anna suggested that Detective Cat participate in the Singapore Art Biennale, hoping to use the external force of this art competition to shorten this thorny road to fame.
And illustrations,
To put it bluntly, it is just a trail after all.
At various artist forums and annual meetings, when someone hears about someone who is an illustrator, people around him often have inexplicable smiles on their faces.
Unless you can win some top art awards, the artistry and aesthetic value of illustrations are still far inferior to serious art in the eyes of public opinion.
Detective Cat’s previous illustrations for the Little Prince were excellent enough.
However, knife painting is not mainstream enough. The book market is only a very niche market for illustration art, and "The Little Prince" is just an ordinary member of countless books published every year.
Under the influence of these multiple debuffs.
In the eyes of the target audience of "Oil Painting" - collectors and art lovers who pay attention to serious art, she still does not have enough weight.
Such good illustrations, which still rely on pure beauty to attract the attention of some art lovers, should not be a big problem.
Stirring up the art turmoil or something, I really think too much.
If Detective Cat Sister's romanticism, impressionist traditional oil painting level, and realistic watercolor painting techniques can reach this level, maybe it can be done.
At least it can't be drawn with a knife.
There is nothing better than splashing in a small pond in this kind of niche area.
Mainstream authorities such as Lord Browne and Van Dorn could easily mobilize public opinion if they wanted to, and easily described her as a noisy toad who worked extra hard.
But when Anna saw the new paintings sent by Detective Cat today, she suddenly changed her view.
Miss Irina’s evaluation of the set of illustrations originally drawn by Detective Cat for the little prince was “classic.”
In the past, only a handful of super warm and cute cartoon illustrations like "Niels Riding a Goose" and "The Wind in the Willows" could get this kind of evaluation from Anna.
The painting method is freehand and vivid, and the perception is profound and timeless.
It is the best gift for a senior book lover like her.
As long as the binding and printing quality of the publishing house is above the qualified line, then any lover of the story of the Little Prince, even if he already has an old version of the book at home, is worth spending dozens of pounds to buy a hardcover version just because of these pleasing illustrations. Put it on the bookshelf for collection.
If the translation standard of the new version is not high,
Purely as a desk decoration, it is very pleasant and worth paying for.
As for the new cover painting drawn by Detective Cat Sister, all Anna can think of is the comment "miracle".
Miraculously shocking, miraculously moving.
Such illustrations are real works of art and the meaning of existence of illustrators with souls.
Even if artificial intelligence AI is constantly iteratively updated, in terms of technique, it can have the magnificence of Van Gogh, the warmth of Monet, the rigor of Holbein and the grandeur of Xu Beihong.
But these computers that rely on keyword algorithms to draw can never create such touching illustrations. Because how can a machine feel the soul of the writer's words with the warm and passionate eyes of a human being?
This cover created by Detective Cat has exceeded the category of ordinary classics in Anna's mind.
It is no longer an accessory to the text of "The Little Prince", but has evolved into a new concise visual language.
There is no need to read "The Little Prince",
Nor does it require you to know anything about Saint-Exupéry.
An illiterate old man accidentally saw the illustrations of "The Little Prince" and instantly understood the true meaning of the tens of thousands of words in the work.
This is the highest realm of illustration - the painter uses affectionate brushwork to write poetry for the author.
(End of chapter)
