Chapter 312: Artist's Night Rain in Paris
A supper was very quiet.
Because when Takeda Masashi introduced Ryugawa Toro to others, he used the word "petitami".
Some of French words are very romantic.
"petit" means "small" or "dear".
"ami" means "friend".
petitami.
My little friend, my boyfriend.
Anto Whiteman was very lonely for a meal.
"Didn't it mean that it makes me feel a little crisis?"
At the entrance of the hotel, Toru Ryugawa raised his eyebrows at the woman in a burgundy dress.
It is better not to make the relationship clear if you use a suitor to make Ryukawa Tsuku feel a sense of crisis. "Then I'll tell him to come back?"
Masa Takeda pursed her lips. She was actually just looking at Tsukuro Ryukawa's black face. "It's better not to have too many light bulbs."
Ryukawa Toru will attend the literary exchange meeting at Sorbonne University tomorrow, and there may be some work to write new works later.
He actually has a lot of things, but he looks leisurely.
"Store?"
Tonight you can stay at the hotel where Princeton is staying, or just stay in front of the Paris Tower.
Looking at the beautifully dressed Masao Takeda, Ryugawa Toru looked around.
It was already late after dinner.
The huge steel beam tower is reflected in the puddles.
There is no rain outside the eaves, and the gentle evening breeze penetrates into the nose with a hint of wetness accompanied by the sweet fragrance of the woman.
It's considered that they met again after a long time, and the two have not been in contact much during this period.
Masa Takeda hesitated and reached out to hold Ryukawa Toru's arm.
The woman's skin feels a little cold, and it feels very comfortable to stick to it on summer nights when the temperature is starting to rise.
Tsuke Ryukawa walked along the riverside with the other party, and thought for a while and asked: "When will you go back to Tokyo?"
Masa Takeda has been abroad for a while, and Tsuke Ryukawa guessed that most of the matters abroad had been dealt with.
"The first edition is scheduled for early July."
To be honest, it was a bit insincere for Toru Ryukawa to handle foreign publishing matters, so Takeda Masao pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Actually, I wanted to book some media for promotion, but"
The executive didn't finish his words, but Ryukawa Tsukune knew what she was going to say.
Oriental books are not popular in European countries, not to mention that Toru Ryukawa is not very famous yet.
"How about you say I'm going to contribute to the Goncourt Literature Award?"
Reminding of the old man he met in Gold town, Ryukawa Tsuki suggested.
Nothing is more famous than winning an internationally renowned grand prize, the most recognized literary award in France. "Do you think it's a cabbage in the field?"
Masa Takeda sighed, thought for a while and shook her head.
"Not mentioning the difficulty of obtaining this literary award, the Goncourt Literature Award faces works published in French, and there is almost no precedent for awarding them to foreigners."
The boundaries are set by the circle of words, and the award-winning authors have almost no foreigners.
"Where is the art that has no borders?"
Tokro Ryōgawa shrugged.
"The Gonguer Literature Award is not good, you can check out other awards."
Tokro Ryukawa reminded Takeda Masahiro, and the woman thought about the recent literary activities.
Catalonia International Award in Spain, Jerusalem Literature Award, Andersen Literature Award in Denmark.
These have precedents of foreign authors winning awards, which are more suitable for Toru Ryukawa. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."
It's not Ryukawa Tsuki, who said that Takeda Masao doesn't want to think about work.
She stopped on the steel bridge on the banks of the Seine, and her fine and cold hair slapped Ryukawa Tsuku's face.
"Do you should say something to me?"
Masa Takeda tied her hands and leaned against Ryukawa Toru. The woman's face is somewhat similar to that of the wife, which is why Tsukuro Ryukawa sometimes cannot get angry with her.
The phoenix eyes are long and narrow, hooking the lights on both sides of the river bank.
The dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind at some point, and the silver moonlight fell on the woman's face.
"What are you saying?"
This woman is too aggressive, and Longkawa Tsuku was stared at by her and accidentally took a few steps back.
Bill Akem Bridge Bridge is cold, and Toro Ryugawa raised his eyebrows at the other party. "Say I've changed my career and become an art student?"
Tsuke Ryukawa doesn't seem to like to express his emotions, and Takeda Maki smiled angrily.
"Can ape painter be called an art student? And can you not take out your old and cold joke?"
It was an art student and a speech. Takeda Masashi didn't know why the other party always liked to tell this dark joke.
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Someone once seized this place in 39 days, and Ryukawa Toro said nonsense again that Masashi Takeda was really worried that he would be beaten by others.
"Military is war, culture is also war. I just like to encourage myself with the story of a certain demon."
Tsuke Ryukawa smiled and narrowed his eyes. Takeda Masao didn't know if he was joking.
The cultural circle homes are painted, invading and counter-invading.
Magnolia Takeda looked at Ryukawa Toru cleared her throat.
"Everyone has his own star."
In the steel complex, Toru Ryugawa's tone was ups and downs. "Everyone has his own belief."
Tsuke Ryugawa is temporarily considered a rebel in the Japanese literary world and a traitor in the eyes of some people.
"And I only believe a little."
"Sink."
How many truths are spoken in a joke? Takeda Masao looked at the boy in a suit and said.
"Culture will sink, war will sink."
"We are sinking, and we are all sinking."
"The carriage of culture travels above the abyss."
"Western culture will become the red magma that swallows us."
"We must be reborn, and the big turning point must come because of us."
What exactly do we mean, Takeda Masao is a little confused.
It may be various art forms advocated by Tori Ryukawa, or some of his cultural concepts.
From the new sense school to the sketching method, there are even more things behind it.
"Large wars, great changes in art, great collapse of Western countries."
Takeda Masaki admitted that Ryukawa Toru is very charming at the moment, and there is a bridge of culture on his shoulders when he is dancing.
He said that all the beauty of old Europe will die, and beautiful reason will become crazy.
Art is a splicing, collision, sinking, and destined recitation that has the chance to be played by him.
"When I win the Nobel Prize, I will have the opportunity to guide an artistic transformation from east to west."
Tsuke Ryukawa raised his eyebrows at the dull woman, and smiled when he saw the other person's stupid look.
"Just kidding."
Tokro Ryukawa led the woman back.
"I haven't even handled the people in Japan now, let alone the counter-influence of Western culture."
The West dominates the trend of Eastern and Western cultures.
Ryukawa Toru's words were joking and serious, and Takeda Masao covered her chest and was slightly stunned.
She knew that what Ryukawa Tsuke said was more like a distant dream.
However, young people have long grass and birds flying on their shoulders, and Tsukuro Ryukawa's ambitions are also terrifying.
Maybe he can't be called by a child, he has the opportunity to become a great literary master who influenced the world. "Do you want to go to my room to sit?"
Masa Takeda licked the corners of her lips, and suddenly she felt a little dry.
(This chapter ends)