The Versatile Master Artist

Chapter 166 - 111: Failed Flattery (Part 3)

She is nothing.

A recommendation letter from the other party can easily make her future bright and splendid, allowing her to reach schools she never dared to dream about.

This is a big figure from afar,

If she truly wanted to leave a good impression on Mrs. Sakai, no matter how upset she felt inside, faced with offense, all Mona could do was to show a polite, even ingratiating smile.

"There’s no need to go that far."

Mrs. Sakai was satisfied with Koshiba Tarou’s attitude, but after all, she was a professor at the school, and such evaluations of students were indeed a bit impolite.

"Do you want to be my student?"

Mrs. Sakai raised an eyebrow.

"I am very eager for this opportunity, Professor Cruz. I assure you, I would be a good student," Mona said respectfully.

"Alright, then bring your portfolio over to have a look."

Because of Gu Weijing,

Lady Sakai didn’t have any good impression of Mona.

Actually...

She didn’t have any bad impression either.

She was simply a bit curious about this rumored ex-girlfriend at school, who was her daughter’s sweetheart.

If Mona’s painting was really good,

Lady Sakai wasn’t stingy enough to cast away this female student.

"Alright, Professor. Please guide me."

Mrs. Sakai took the folder.

Just glancing over it, she shook her head somewhat disappointed.

These works, in her view,

were not outstanding.

Not to mention compared with her daughter, Koizumi Katsuko, and Gu Weijing, even the younger Yakai Gangchang’s brushwork in the portfolio was at least an order of magnitude stronger than Miss Mona’s.

Perhaps by Myanmar student standards, it wasn’t terribly bad.

But in Mrs. Sakai’s eyes, accustomed to high standards of artists, mediocrity itself is a mistake.

If judged by artistic standards,

this young girl and Gu Weijing were worlds apart.

"Well, I am very sorry, Miss Santanu. Honestly, these works are really ordinary. If you want to attend my advanced class, you can only hope your classmates draw worse than you."

She lost the interest to continue talking with Mona, shaking her head.

"Oh."

Mona bit her lip, only forcing a sweet smile: "Thank you for your guidance, Madam."

"Take back your self-introduction too; I don’t have time to read it."

In front of Mona, Mrs. Sakai didn’t even have the necessity to be perfunctory.

Koshiba’s gaze swept over the cover of the portfolio, curled his lip.

Mona’s portfolio cover had the photo print version of the ’Self-portrait’ she had once shown Gu Weijing.

Using ’Self-portrait’ as the main work of the portfolio

generally wouldn’t be a major mistake.

In the painting field, ’Self-portrait’ can be used as an evaluation of one’s painting skill; many renowned artists enjoy painting a self-portrait regularly.

The composition of this self-portrait doesn’t have major flaws, but the clothes are too sumptuous, looking overly pretentious, while also feeling like a misplaced priority.

"Aunt, you came to Myanmar just to teach students of this level? Waste of time."

When Mona closed the door,

behind her was Koshiba Tarou’s scornful remarks.

...

Gu Weijing found Mona crying silently under the shade of trees on the playground.

"I just saw you coming out of the office building and kept shedding tears, what’s wrong."

He sat beside the girl, looking at the unstoppable tear marks on Miss Mona’s face.

"What does it matter to you? Go away!"

Mona turned her face away, unwilling for Gu Weijing to see her current state.

Leaving the office.

Walking alone in the quiet corridor, her grievance-filled tears finally flowed uncontrollably.

No matter how strongly she pretended to smile.

She was, after all, just a young girl yet to come of age.

The condescending hurtful tone in the office felt like a sharp carving knife, piercing her heart painfully.

"Did you go to Mrs. Sakai? Because of the advanced class? She’s not an easy person to deal with."

Gu Weijing picked up the envelope by Mona’s foot, which had a label on it saying [To the respected Professor Adriana Cruz].

Seeing the words on it, Gu Weijing chuckled to himself.

Mrs. Sakai was not one accustomed to being gentle to others.

"It’s Professor Cruz, Mrs. Sakai, huh... Are you familiar with them? Besides, my affairs don’t need your concern."

Mona snatched the envelope from Gu Weijing’s hand, a cold smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.