Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 329
It was another sunny morning, Nina opened her eyes, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to go to the window and look down.

It was still early in the morning, and the intersection of Art Street was a bit deserted, and the handsome violinist had not yet appeared.

The reason why she can't wait is not only because Nina likes this optimistic, sunny and handsome violinist very much, but also because it is estimated that the fifth volume of "Jack the Great Swordsman" should be released in these two days.

And since she bought the first volume, Nina has become a loyal fan of "Jack the Great Swordsman". all over.She is now eager to know the follow-up development of the story.

Can the hero Jack find the enemy who killed his parents and take revenge?
Will Miss Rose, who is disguised as a man, get married with the hero in the end?
Was Miss Rose's father one of the masterminds behind the persecution of the hero's family?
What is the relationship between the mysteriously appearing man in white and the hero?

All these suspenses tormented Nina so much that she couldn't even eat well, and couldn't sleep well.

Oh, by the way, the reason why she has enough money to buy comic books is of course not that she asked her father for money.Instead, when those people of all kinds were buying up the first volume of "The Great Swordsman Jack" in the art street, they found the right opportunity to sell the one they treasured, and made a solid profit.

Seeing that it was almost time, Nina washed up a bit, put on her clothes, and leaned against the window quietly waiting for the violinist to appear.

The handsome violinist finally appeared, but the difference was that this time he was not carrying the piano case, but was holding a lot of long paper rolls and a small bucket.

Such a situation made Nina very curious, why didn't she come out to play today?Don't sell comic books anymore?What are these scrolls?And that small bucket, what is it for?
The strong curiosity tickled Nina's heart like a feather, making her itchy and almost uncontrollable.

Anyway, I'm familiar with it now, and I've talked to him several times, so it shouldn't matter if I go up and ask a few questions.

Thinking of this, Nina couldn't hold back any longer, went downstairs, walked out of the house, and walked up to the violinist all the way: "Oh, is your fifth book out? Also, you are holding such a large pile of What are you doing?"

"Volume [-]?" The violinist froze for a moment, and his expression became a bit bitter: "Oh, the fifth volume may not be released for sale for a long time. Didn't you hear that the comic book club was closed down yesterday."

"Stopped?" Nina was taken aback: "What's the situation? Why did you close the manga club? Who gave the order?"

"It's Master Lermi from the Academy of Art." The violinist sighed: "Hey, he thinks these comic books are rubbish and can't be put on the stage. If they are sold on a large scale, it will tarnish the art of painting, so he came here to promote the comic book club. No more cartoons are allowed, and the ones drawn before will be burned."

"Even if he is a painting master of the Academy of Art, he can't act like this!" After hearing the explanation, Nina was so angry that her lips trembled and her eyes were clouded with steam: "Those manga books obviously It’s beautiful, how can it tarnish art?”

"He is a master after all, and such a high-ranking master came here personally to say that painting is not allowed, what can we do?" The violinist said with sadness in his eyes: "After all, we are just some low-level people. .”

"Then you won't be able to earn money from selling books in the future? It will be very difficult to live just by playing on the street, right?" Nina asked concerned with a pain in her heart.

The violinist gritted his teeth: "I still have some savings, eh. It can last for a while."

"Actually, I have some savings here." Just as she was about to say the most important content, Nina's words were interrupted.

"Okay, okay, time is running out, I'm going to get busy, I'll talk to you next time." Saying goodbye, the violinist planned to leave.

"What are you going to do?" Nina didn't stop her, but asked again.

"Go, post this... um... yes! Go post 'big-character posters'!" The weakness and sadness in the violinist's voice dissipated most of them: "I want to post these 'big-character posters' all over the city!"

Today’s Vienna is a bit different. There are many unusual figures on the streets. They are low-level artists who have disappeared for a long time after the French army took control of the city of Vienna.

The only difference is that they did not take out their drawing boards to sketch, nor did they take out their musical instruments to play. Instead, they started posting pieces of drawing paper all over the streets and alleys of Vienna.

These drawing papers are very huge, but the content on them is extremely simple. There are no paintings drawn on a large sheet of drawing paper, but one or two huge words are written on it.Several pieces of drawing paper were joined together to occupy the entire wall, but they could only express one sentence.

It was one question after another.

"Master Lermi said that the comic book "Jack the Great Swordsman" is all rubbish. As the people who drew it, we want to ask, is it rubbish?"

"Master Lermi said that the comic book "Jack the Great Swordsman" has tainted art. As the people who drew it, we would like to ask, is it tainted?"

"Master Lermi ordered our Vienna Comics Club to be closed, and we are not allowed to draw any comics in the future. We want to ask, should it be closed?"

"Master Lermi said that those of us who didn't get into the Academy of Art are rubbish, and should switch to the battlefield. We want to ask, are we right?"

"Master Lemire said that we are not qualified to pursue art, nor are we qualified to have a better life. We would like to ask, are we qualified?"

"Master Lemier said that comics are only suitable for them and other masters to draw, and some of us are not worthy of drawing. We want to ask, are we worthy?"

Hundreds of people worked together, and in one morning, countless big-character posters were posted all over Vienna.

But this is not the end. Those low-level artists who finished posting the big-character posters did not leave, but began to tell, speak, roar, and exhaust themselves.

On Gauss Square, a middle-aged painter said slowly while weeping: "My name is Grote. Although I failed the Academy of Art 20 years ago, I never gave up painting and the pursuit of art."

Next to the Vienna Opera House, a young painter was giving a speech: "Yes, we did this for ourselves, for the interests that we low-level painters deserve! We didn't steal or rob, we relied on our own Hard work."

In front of the Augustine Church, a middle-aged painter roared loudly: "The "Jack the Great Swordsman" we painted only sells for 35 silver copies! The black and white version that will be released in the future will only sell for 10 silver copies. The low price that everyone can afford! It is us who bring the art of painting into thousands of households! But what about Master Lermi? None of his paintings is less than 10 gold marks! The price of the comic books he draws It is not difficult for everyone to imagine”

At the gate of the city hall, a young painter is shouting hoarsely: "We are also human beings! We also have the right to pursue a better life! We are not destined to be lowly or poor to death! We also have the right to live a better life through hard work Right! Even a king, an emperor, or a god cannot take away such a right."

(End of this chapter)