The stage is still very lively.
Gu Weijing picked up the book again and wanted to continue reading for a while.
Miao Aung Win's conversation slightly interrupted the reading mood.
Reading art books is like listening to the old monk's sermon after the rain, the trickling water, the curling of Zen sounds, and being immersed in a dream, which is the land of thousands of Buddhas.
I was interrupted by mundane things in the middle, and if I wanted to continue, I would always feel that I was missing three points of artistic conception.
Gu Weijing read two lines of the book and felt a little upset.
He simply closed his eyes and slowly contemplated the reverie scene that had just appeared in his mind, re-experienced the feeling of using meditation and fingertip painting that he had learned a little bit before, and getting close to the true meaning of wisteria flowers.
I don't know how long it took, but Gu Weijing finally gradually touched the sea of wisteria flowers in his mind again.
wisteria flower,
wisteria flower,
Flower shadows sway.
In his mind, he recited the narration of Dai Wangshu's famous prose poem "Rain Alley" as the BGM, and automatically replaced all the lilacs and lilac girls in the poem with wisteria.
A smile appeared on Gu Weijing's lips.
Unexpectedly, the artistic conception I was immersed in this time was much more real than before.
He seemed like a young scholar walking in the misty alleys of Jiangnan holding an oil-paper umbrella.
The flower branches of the wisteria tree hang down from the waterside house with blue bricks and black tiles.
He leaned over his neck and sniffed the petals gently. The fallen flowers were mixed with fine raindrops, and there was a girl with a wisteria flower holding his hand beside him.
The fragrance of flowers hits your nose.
The tentacles are delicate, soft and gentle in the palm of your hand.
The only flaw is that the soundtrack coming from the thick air in the distance is a bit too foreign.
It seemed to be a jazz accompaniment composed of clarinet and saxophone.
Although the tempo is not too fast, at this time it is not the harmony of guzheng, bamboo flute and orchestra, and it seems a little nondescript and weird.
Wait a minute, something's not right! ! !
Gu Weijing suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
Jazz...why jazz.
He was a little dazed and wandering around, but when he realized that this may not be all imagination, he suddenly woke up.
Gu Weijing opened his eyes with some horror.
The music in the Dulwich Auditorium changed at some point, from Linkin Park's "Faint" to the classic jazz "I Can't Love Myself". Dubbed music with complex chords flowed from the school's loudspeakers.
"Hi, are you awake?"
Black top hat, printed white clothes, black jacket, paired with chic black gold thread trousers and black dancing shoes.
A guy in neutral attire who looked like Michael Jackson was holding their joined hands, holding his cell phone high in his right hand and taking a selfie.
"Look at the camera and say eggplant." Classmate Jackson said to him cheerfully.
"Coco?"
Sure enough, there is no such real dream in the world.
No matter how much you immerse yourself in the world of books, it will never bring you such realistic five senses. The reason why he could feel the smooth and boneless feeling was because he was really holding Kou Kou's little hand.
And that intoxicating floral fragrance...
"Kou Kou, what perfume are you wearing today?" Gu Weijing thought of the scene when he stuck out his nose to smell the wisteria flowers outside the wall, and the toes in his shoes tightened involuntarily.
"Zu Malong's London Night Rain series." Koko's big eyes under her black top hat looked at Gu Weijing, blinking.
"Don't you understand? I didn't do anything weird." Gu Weijing had a bad feeling.
"A high-end sub-brand under Estee Lauder. The fragrance is violet, lavender, and wisteria. It smells good. You just stuck your head and sniffed my neck like a puppy, and I took pictures of it all. "
Kou Kou took out her cell phone.
She showed Gu Weijing the pictures in her album to show that she was not talking nonsense.
"This little girl Misha is not very charming at all. Some of them are not convinced by me. As soon as my sister, the captain, takes action, you can just jump into the bowl obediently."
Kou Kou put her right hand on her hip and said in the proud tone of Snow White's stepmother asking the magic mirror: "Gu Weijing, Gu Weijing, who do you think is the most feminine girl in the school?"
Bang!
Gu Weijing felt like his head was going to explode.
It felt like there were 1,000 ducks chirping in my heart. If you messed with a cheerleading girl, it was like messing with a whole bunch of ducks.
The combat power of Kou Kou, the leader of the eighth wife, is definitely more than a thousand ducks.
"I'm going to post all these photos to my classmates. Please advise me on which photo is the cutest. This one looks like a puppy that just woke up, and this one has an arched nose like a pig..."
"Please, sister... don't play with me. I-"
He wanted to struggle one last time.
"I know, I know, you have a girlfriend, right? But classmate Gu, you have to understand that it was you who took the initiative to grab my hand, touch it and rub it. I didn't blame you for being a gangster, but you were yelling here, It seems like you have suffered a loss. Do you have a conscience?"
Kou Kou stared at her male classmates with wide eyes and looked at her male classmates in disbelief. Her eyes seemed to be looking at a perverted scumbag who touched a girl and instead screamed for molestation.
"Well……"
Gu Weijing was speechless.
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
The girl didn't seem to be greatly affected by Bidong Gu Weijing's failure that day. Instead, she felt quite relaxed.
Interpret and analyze from the perspective of an expert with rich emotional experience like Kou Kou.
First love is the hardest thing to win.
First love is the first vague feeling of goodwill that arises in the heart of a young boy.
On a certain day at a certain moment, they will suddenly and unreasonably fall in love with someone around them.
The moment they fell in love with their childhood sweetheart, it was like God saying there would be light. Pangu used a giant ax to split the elm heads of the little boys, and bunches of love flowers bloomed from them.
It was a feeling like the beginning of chaos, the beginning of the world.
It has both the intensity of love and the solemnity of religion.
The corner of first love is always the hardest to dig out. Maybe they suddenly lost their emotional bonds and broke up in an ordinary way.
But when facing outsiders, young love will always beautify a person infinitely in the heart.
The scumbags of Neptune who keep a big fish pond in their mobile phone address books also thought that they would stay with the first true lover in their lives until they grow old.
In Koko's eyes, a bitch like Mona is pretentious and a bitch, and she is also a pretentious green tea bitch who puts on airs all day long. But in the eyes of the unfamiliar little boy who had developed a good feeling for him for the first time, the other person was Bai Yueguang, who was good at everything.
The fight between her and Mona was like fighting a vixen in a video game who was buffed by various good memories.
Even if Ms. Kou Kou has the strength to tear up a green tea bitch with her hands and kick a white lotus flower with her feet, she is still a bit unmotivated. In addition, first love is so beautiful that Kou Kou cannot bear to hurt Gu Weijing.
Now, Mona, the eyesore, is finally gone.
Luo Luo Luo Luo!
Miss Koko happily beat the gong in her heart. As long as Gu Weijing didn't cling to her first love, Koko would still be very confident in herself.
There were only a few young ladies in school who could threaten him. Even among the wild girls Gu Weijing met outside, there were only a few who could play tricks on him.
She wanted to see who dared to steal her home right under her nose.
Say it again,
Regardless of other things, just teasing and teasing Gu Weijing is very interesting.
"Don't be shy, I'm very busy right now, and I have something serious to say to you!" Seeing Gu Weijing's bewildered look, Kou Kou smiled and rolled her eyes.
The dance is the home of the cheerleaders.
An introverted boy like Gu Weijing just played a small part in the collective stage drama in the art class.
Kou Kou is the stage goddess who outshines all the beauties every year.
The cheerleaders of Dulwich College are very famous among the middle school students in Yangon. Every year, the security office at the campus gate will catch students from other schools who are not on the party list and sneak into their campus just to take a sneak look at Kou Kou.
There are both male and female students.
Looking at her attire, it seems that Koko has had enough of her charming style this year. She changed from the sexy and hot clothes she used to wear. She disguised herself as a man and prepared to take the unisex route. The finale of the show was for her to dance a dance with MJ's moonwalk as the theme. A cool jazz dance based on the keynote.
This very professional prom costume is a custom-made performance costume that the family spent a lot of money to rent.
If nothing unexpected happens.
Kou Kou will still be the most eye-catching girl in the audience.
During the rehearsal, she was so busy that she finally found time to run over to Gu Weijing from the backstage of the auditorium.
"When I was on the stage just now, I thought I saw Miao Angwen running over again. He didn't bully you, did he?" The smile lines on Kou Kou's face faded, and she asked in a rare and serious tone.
"It's nothing. It's just that I'm a little confused as to why he's here."
Gu Weijing told the truth.
"It doesn't matter, don't be afraid of him. No matter what he wants to do, he won't be proud for long." Koko grabbed Gu Weijing's arm and whispered on his cheek, "I heard the adults around me say, Hao It’s almost over, the entire Yangon police team up with Thailand and Laos, the three countries are going to carry out a large-scale joint cleanup campaign against underground banks.”
For several weeks, Kou Kou had only been able to see her father occasionally on weekends.
Her father, an important member of the police force, has been very excited recently. He spends almost all his time in the private office of Yangon Police Station, coordinating various preparations for combating crimes.
For joint operations, the special team has been planning for several months and is preparing to launch a thunderous strike when the time comes.
That Brother Hao is the first one on this hit list.
The political ecology of Southeast Asia is extremely complicated. Private armed forces of warlords, agents of the military, and high-level police officers are all entangled in a quagmire, and it is difficult to distinguish who belongs to whom.
But in any case, combating money laundering is in the public interest of the country and the people, and it is a huge and in vain achievement for private parties.
Her father is the person in charge of the project codenamed "Operation Elephant".
Waiting to dig out the cancerous tumor of Brother Hao from the underground world of the city, with this credit, it is very possible to go further, and even go straight to the top of the government center.
Brother Hao is finished!
This news stunned Gu Weijing for two seconds, and then a huge surprise poured into his heart.
Even though he is no longer as easy to pull out as a weed by Brother Hao as before, if Brother Hao falls, the dark cloud that has always been hanging over his head can be cleared away.
Seeing Gu Weijing's surprised look, Kou Kou finally let go of Gu Weijing's arm with satisfaction.
When she let go, Miss Kou Kou still playfully scratched Gu Weijing's palm twice with her fingers.
"Be good, your sister will protect you, nothing will happen to you."
"I'm going to lie down on the toilet."
Gu Weijing couldn't stand the hotness and boldness of the cheerleader.
Facing Kou Kou who came to him excitedly to tell him the good news, he couldn't say anything to refuse her, so he had no choice but to escape in the name of going to the toilet and prepare to urinate.
"Still young and cute. It seems that his real girlfriend is not doing much better than Mona, and she hasn't eaten him yet."
Seeing Gu Weijing being scratched in a flirtatious manner by him, his earlobes turned red, and he looked for excuses to leave in embarrassment.
Koko chuckled twice more.
The girl stretched her waist, showing off her beautiful curves, and stood up to prepare for the next rehearsal.
Kou Kou's movement was a bit big, and the schoolbag that Gu Weijing didn't carry when he went to the toilet fell down, and a book with a title page full of words of gratitude slipped from the opening of the schoolbag.
Koko bent down to pick up the fairy tale book, turned to the cover, and her eyes were instantly attracted.
So beautiful!
I have never seen such beautiful and exquisite fairy tale illustrations before.
"The little prince!" Kou Kou looked at the English title on the cover and read it word by word.
strangeness,
She had watched many versions of "The Little Prince" online before.
Why have I never seen this volume? ——
[Elena is with us. 】
[I want an earl, not a knight! 】
[Stop the short-sighted commercial reform of "Oil Painting" magazine! 】
[Kruger Brothers Bank, get out of Gleze City, you are not welcome here! 】
[Chairman Brown is turning the proud princess of Gleze City into a bitch who makes money by showing off her coquettishness. We will never accept it! 】
The wind blew through the building of the headquarters of Oil Painting magazine.
A demolition worker wearing a yellow hard hat was squatting boredly on the steps not far from the bronze sculpture of the old count at the entrance of the building, chewing a sandwich, smoking a cigarette and scrolling through TIKTOK.
The construction crane next to it has been surrounded by marching citizens.
The scene was actually not that intense.
Austria is not like France, the old revolutionary area just to the west across Switzerland, where protests and demonstrations spread across the country every three days.
But Austrian residents actually like to parade every three days to show their presence.
It's just that the current parade of citizens in Gleze City is more like a large-scale walking event with hundreds of people participating. Seven aunts, eight aunts, and neighborhood men are carrying signs, walking dogs, and holding cats, walking slowly. They surrounded the construction truck that was preparing to remove the bronze statue in front of the "Oil Painting" magazine following the resolution of the board of directors.
Austrian officials could approve Kruger Brothers Bank's takeover of the magazine.
Citizens of Gleze can also take to the streets down to earth to express their dissatisfaction.
"Just wait and wait!"
The young man with oily hair and shirt looked at the group of adults sitting in front of the sculpture and felt that boils were coming out of his head.
Removing the statue of old Count Irina—this was the first official decision made after the restructuring of the "Oil Painting" magazine, and it has huge symbolic significance.
Just as Miss Anna guessed.
The board of directors hopes that this action will demonstrate to the outside world their firm and unshakable determination to remove all traces of the magazine's era of Jelena family control.
Not even a single sculpture can be left behind.
They contacted the construction team with great efficiency and obtained approval from the city council.
Even the Elena family understood that the board of directors did not have any room for maneuver. They wisely did not choose to fight with their arms to block the car, and just said lightly that please move the bronze statue to the lawn of the family manor.
The oily young man is the person in charge of the project of "Oil Painting" magazine, the board seat agent of Kruger Brothers Bank, and Miss Anna's cousin Ole Kruger.
Oler is happy to be a pawn in this significant operation and show his influence.
"Times have changed, Cousin Anna."
If one day, the oil painting art fund becomes a behemoth in the financial market, maybe I can build a large sculpture to stand here instead of my cousin's great-great-grandfather.
At that time.
Anna would probably regret rejecting her kindness, and would sit in a wheelchair and cry bitterly.
Ole, who came to the magazine with the power of 170 million euros, proudly struck the first blow in the new era of "Oil Painting" magazine, preparing to completely cut off "Oil Painting" from the past after expelling Anna from the board of directors. The last contact with the Lena family.
Then,
The knife was curled directly and neatly.
(End of chapter)
