God Descends the Second Dimension

Although there is help from others, if Hiro and Rita know, they will praise me again, right?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Shiina Mashiro's indifferent face, after all, Hao and Rita are her important people.

Looking at the back of Zhenbai leaving, the British couple who took the black tea sighed.

"What a polite and lovely boy, our daughter will be like that when she grows up."

"Well, indeed, but don't you think that girl just now looks familiar?"

"Honey! When you say that, I do remember a little bit. I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?"

"Such a beautiful and lovely girl, if I meet her in real life, I will never forget her."

"Huh? You mean that you often observe beautiful young girls in reality?"

"Oh, it's impossible, my dear! Only you are in my eyes, and not in reality, I remembered! Do you remember the photo of Prime Minister Cameron that was broadcast in the news before? That girl is the person inside!"

"In that case, she is the world-class talented painter Shiina Mashiro!"

Speaking of which, the British couple saw the shock on each other's faces.

"I didn't expect... that girl just now is a world-renowned talented painter. Artists are really strange."

"Is it still too late to ask for an autograph?"

"Forget it, let's not bother that innocent and lovely child."

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Shiina Mashiro was carrying black tea, and when she saw Wang Hao and Rita, she couldn't help speeding up her pace. Just when she was about to call out to the two of them, the conversation between the two sides suddenly stopped her speeding up, and slowly approached to the side to listen .

Because Wang Hao and Rita seem to be arguing about something, and it has something to do with her.

Chapter 610 Lonely genius

Since it has something to do with her, it doesn't matter if I listen to it.

Thinking of this, Shiina Mashiro showed a natural look on his face, and obediently stood aside, ready to continue listening.

"That's right, the reason why I don't continue painting is because of Zhenbai. In fact, it's not just me, there are many people who gave up painting because of Zhenbai."

Rita laughed at herself, she thought of the days back then, and it still makes people feel so painful to think about it now, but now that she has a listener, she is still willing to speak out and tell the other party, but when she speaks, she seems to be talking to herself The self-talk is ordinary: "The children in Grandpa Zhenbai's studio are different from the innocent children in the painting classrooms outside. Everyone is learning professional painting, and they only hope to become famous painters. Come all the way from all over the world."

"These children have always thought that they are special. After all, if they are not special, they cannot enter Grandpa Zhenbai's studio. In the art world, that studio is like a holy place. Those who can enter are the proud sons of heaven. .”

"Although it may be a little inappropriate to say this, I was once a member of it, and it was quite good, because I have been drawing since I was sensible. For me, drawing is the future, no matter what I draw. , My parents and grandpa will praise me. I am very happy to hear their praise. I practice painting desperately in order to draw better, and I keep painting all the time just to get their praise.”

Speaking of this, the expression on Rita's face began to become a little scary, and she said in a cold voice: "But, everything has changed little by little since Zhenbai came, yes, everything It's different, so are my parents and grandpa. They are all obsessed with Zhenbai's talent, and they don't pay attention to other things at all, and I'm just one of them, so I started to look for it constantly. I did not give up on the Mashiro competition, I kept failing, just to be able to win that Shiina Mashiro just once, so that my family could pay attention to me again."

"I don't know how many times I failed, but I never gave up, but one day my grandpa and parents told me to forget it, because I couldn't win Zhenbai, so forget it, and it's meaningless to continue drawing, so forget it! That is to say I was an unwanted child, so I was just given up."

"The result is like this, not unexpected, the reality presented is very cruel, because everyone is like a waste in front of Zhenbai.

But in the comparatively talented world of fine art, all of this is taken for granted.

That's right, it's a matter of course, the strong prey on the weak is the same no matter where it is, the waste will be eliminated by the strong.

If you want to become a real artist, you will inevitably eliminate many people, and use these people as stepping stones to keep moving forward.

But our situation at that time was a little different, because of the existence of Zhenbai. "

"No matter how hard we try, we can't become the same as Zhenbai. We are completely inferior to her. Zhenbai is always so dazzling, and Zhenbai's eyes don't look at us at all. Zhenbai easily destroys us with invisible weapons. The children who gathered in the studio for painting have trampled on the dreams and hopes of all our peers who aspire to be painters, just like they are now, and never show a trace of guilt."

"And as long as you look at Zhenbai's paintings, you will feel that all of us are different from the world she exists in. It makes people realize what real talent is, and incompetent people are fakes.

It seems to be mocking us, incompetent people can't succeed no matter what, even if they try their best, they can't see the shadow of Zhenbai, even Zhenbai has never looked at anyone in the painting!This is the biggest insult to us as painters! "

"I still remember that Zhenbai once told me that I will definitely be able to become a great painter. People like you must not be able to understand my feelings. Since Zhenbai told me that I can become a great painter, let me do it A dream, even if it was abandoned by my family, I still did not give up because of Zhenbai's words, but I was wrong from the beginning, and in the end it was useless and took away the dream from me without authorization! I even saw it with my own eyes As a painter, I, all of this is the fault of Zhenbai, it is all the fault of Zhenbai!!"

Rita's heart-piercing voice resounded nearby, as if she had been abandoned by the world, full of unwillingness and resentment.

There was a bang, as if something had fallen to the ground.

The sudden sound made Rita and Wang Hao startled, they turned around together, and looked at each other where the sound came from.

What fell on the ground was a plastic bag containing three bottles of black tea, and a beautiful girl stood there at some point.

Shiina Mashiro's face was already pale, and the usual indifference disappeared long ago, his eyes were empty and full of confusion, he kept mumbling to himself, repeating the same words: "Rita, I'm sorry...I'm sorry ……sorry……"

Zhenbai kept apologizing on the spot by himself, his face was full of bewilderment towards the world, like a drowning person who couldn't find a straw to save his life, so helpless.

It was as if I had suddenly re-acquainted with the world, I didn't know what to do next, I just stood there in confusion and fear, everything was full of fear.

"Is it still useful to say this now? I don't need your apology! I hate Zhenbai the most, if only Zhenbai didn't exist from the beginning!!!"

Rita shouted excitedly, showing a terrifying expression that Zhenbai had never seen before, making the latter even more at a loss, feeling so strange to her friends from childhood to adulthood at this moment, she just kept apologizing , repeating the three words "sorry".

Seeing this scene, Wang Hao had a complicated look on his face. It was a bit unexpected for Zhenbai to appear here. He never thought of involving Zhenbai in such a thing.

But it's too late to say anything now. Although Zhenbai is simple, he is not stupid. Even if Wang Hao said some remedies, it would not help.

Now that Zhenbai knows, there is nothing he can do. Although he really wants Zhenbai to be a carefree and innocent girl, it seems impossible now.

It is not a bad thing to let the other party understand some things.

"enough!"

Thinking of this, Wang Hao turned around and looked at Rita, his face was already indifferent: "Have you finished what you want to say?"