The Versatile Master Artist

Even if Hanks watches the new version of "Little Prince" in the future, it will be hard to connect him with Detective Cat just because of a painting knife.

"Truly someone who’s made for this line of work."

Before Hanks closed his mouth again, he couldn’t suppress a couple of clicks of amazement.

The facts are right here; besides talent, Hanks couldn’t think of any other answer.

Some people excel in mathematics, some in music, and some just have nimble hands.

In the world, there are countless people studying art, and those who can be chosen as contracted artists by Ma Shi Gallery, more or less, all have something extraordinary about them.

There is an artist in the gallery skilled at using fingertips to paint pointillism with paint.

Hanks has also seen another painter at the New York LIMU Gallery who never received any special training from youth, yet produces equally exquisite textures with both hands.

Seeing a young person in Yangon skilled with the painting knife now isn’t hard to accept.

In esteemed old-fashioned art high schools around the world, the sculpting technique of the painting knife might be taught as a branch of painting in oil painting classes.

Yet to hone it to such a remarkable level.

Hanks prefers to believe it’s something "born" rather than "learned."

An expert, this level of skill with a painting knife is definitely expert level! It might well be considered expert even within Ma Shi Gallery!

He looked at Gu Weijing with an extremely complex expression.

Except for creating certain hard metal textures, Hanks doesn’t think being good with a painting knife has much use.

Similar to playing with an eraser in sketching, it’s not entirely useless, but it does feel a bit pointless.

The platter for painting knife painting is too small, ultimately it’s just a difficult yet narrow second-rate painting technique.

The agents at Ma Shi Gallery never even thought along these lines at all.

They just felt that the Gu Weijing before them is truly a treasure boy.

Every time Hanks thought he’d gotten a grasp of him, Gu would always manage to surprise him with something new like the dimensional pocket of Doraemon.

Hanks watched for a little while longer at Gu Weijing’s oil painting technique, which was just as outstanding as his sketching.

He raised his wrist to glance at the watch hand and calculated the time difference, then quietly tiptoed out of the studio.

Initially, Hanks just wanted to appreciate Gu Weijing’s painting and discern while standing by.

Hoping to confirm that the fusion painting and copied oil paintings he had seen were this young man’s normal average painting level, rather than a flash of inspiration hard to reproduce.

Now, Hanks’s heart had found solace.

However, after this creative process, which had him in ecstasy, Hanks couldn’t suppress fresh thoughts from sprouting in his mind.

Hanks stepped out of the studio, leaned against the wall, and took out a phone from his pocket, opening the contact list to a freshly saved private phone number.

It seemed pitiable,

Old Yang could casually dial his number into the private phones of big figures like Ma Shi III and Gagosian, open and unobstructed twenty-four hours a day.

Whereas serious collateral relatives like Hanks traditionally would have no right to have contact with Ma Shi III.

This current phone number was obtained thanks to the connection with this young painter from Yangon; it was after a late-night work call in the hotel that Ma Shi III asked him to save it.

If there’s any noteworthy new information or changes concerning this "Gu Weijing" young man—if necessary, Hanks could report directly to the big boss.

Hanks was unsure about what kind of news could attract the attention of this family head worth millions of Euros.

But in his mind,

The painting skill demonstrated by Gu Weijing in copying oil paintings, which exceeded his most optimistic estimates, should belong to the kind of information he’d care about.

The big boss would be very pleased to know such information, wouldn’t he?

"Sir, I have something..." He didn’t dare to call and disturb the person’s vacation, so he composed a text message.