I Became A Renowned Genius At My Arts High School - Chapter 227



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Episode 227. Gap (1)

“Is this it?”

Kim Min-jun, who had reached Lisa, slowly looked up at the building.

A top 10 art school in the world. In reality, it is a prestigious school that competes for the top 3. It is a school with fierce competition for admission, with an acceptance rate of only 8%.

In Korea, Baekhyun Hyundai is said to be the best, but when looking at global rankings, this is truly the most prestigious school among the prestigious schools.

“You’re lucky.”

Kim Min-jun muttered.

When I was preparing to become an exchange student, the best option for me at Baekhyun University was the University of Paris.

But then, due to a sudden marriage, the path to go from Baekhyun to Lisa was opened.

Soo-Hyeon took the first step.

“No, maybe it wasn’t luck.”

Kim Min-jun shook his head.

Su-hyeon, who was described as a genius artist and held his first solo exhibition at the age of twenty, was the pride of Baek Hyun-dae.

The professors were all conscious of Su-hyeon and gave her special treatment, and did not even offer constructive criticism of her assignments. Professor Kwon In-ho, who recently took the position of department head, was the same.

Since he always looked at Soo-hyun with eyes dripping with honey, he might have quietly leaked information to others that she would soon become a sister to Lisa and that she would have the opportunity to go as an exchange student.

No, I probably spilled it.

Kim Min-jun pouted.

The grand prize and the best in the national competition. That narrow gap eventually became this big of a gap. When I struggled with all my might to take a step forward, Soo-hyun jumped a few steps to make up the distance.

Kim Min-jun was heartbroken by that reality.

Lisa, the bustling art school in the heart of Manhattan, should have been hers, too.

I felt resentful and curious about Soo-hyeon, who always had overlapping choices and always easily got what she wanted.

Does he know how complicated and painful my heart is? Does he feel a little sorry for me?

If you didn’t know, would you care to find out now?

After listening to my story, would you be able to do something for me, or make a little concession? Could you go together like that?

Briskly.

Kim Min-jun entered the Lisa building.

I didn’t know the number that Soo-hyun used in the US. But even though I was a member of that gallery, I was reluctant to go there.

But Lisa’s Square was okay. It was open to everyone, and it was a place where Soo-hyun could always be.

Kim Min-jun found his way, recalling the small square he had seen on TV.

however.

“her.”

Kim Min-jun’s eyes widened in surprise as he stood in front of Lisa’s famous square.

“Is this it?”

Was it like this originally? Or was it just a broadcast effect?

It was literally a sea of ​​people. The square was so crowded with onlookers that there was no room to stand.

“… … .”

Kim Min-jun, who had been frowning for a moment, squeezed his way into the crowd. And then.

“Over there!”

“Oh. I guess it’s time to start. Did I time it right?”

“This time, I want to go out too!”

“Okay. Let’s make a historic handprint!”

“Oh my god, look over there. It’s Jerome!”

“It’s really Jerome, right? He’s finally here? So, can we see a new performance today?”

“Oh. Looks like Jerome is going first.”

I could hear the excited people commotion.

‘Jerome? Oh, that actor?’

Kim Min-jun, who carefully watched the program that Soo-hyun appeared in, immediately understood the situation.

Soo-hyun’s performance was a performance, but it seemed that the performance of the limited-time actor who had been competing for the Grand Prix position would resume today.

If that’s the case.

‘I guess they’re all gathered here because it’s a special day. Then it would be correct to assume that these people came to see the actor Jerome, not Soo-hyun.’

A brief flash of popularity on TV. It could be seen as a bubble. Kim Min-jun narrowed his eyes and looked at the two stages.

As the onlookers said, Jerome’s performance began first.

As before, the show had death as its theme. But this time, the message was different.

Jerome was depicting a play about a man who is faced with death and after much thought decides to face it.

He continued to attack tirelessly until death had completely died within him. Then he smiled happily, grateful that he had saved himself.

“Wow! Jerome! It’s Jerome after all!”

“Yeah. Just kill death!”

“Live! Let us live together, Jerome!”

Those who watched the performance gave a thunderous round of applause, even with tears in their eyes.

‘The acting is pretty good, though.’

Kim Min-jun twisted his lips and shook his head. Even considering that the performance was in English and he couldn’t fully understand it, he thought it might be over the top to be this moved.

Besides, Kim Min-jun’s interest was in Han Su-hyeon rather than Jerome.

Swish.

Kim Min-jun craned his neck and looked across the small square where Soo-hyeon was standing.

Jerome’s performance took place first, with both stages prepared, as if there was a pre-agreed order, and as soon as it was over, the lights in Su-hyeon’s small square were blinking, signaling the start of the performance.

“Huh.”

Kim Min-jun took a nervous breath without realizing it. He trudged along. And he quickened his pace and approached Soo-hyun’s small square.

I could see Han Soo-hyun standing a little way off. Soo-hyun carefully checked the arrangement of the prepared tiles one last time and placed the paper palettes one by one on the makeshift table where he had placed the paints for hand stamping.

Kim Min-jun was somehow excited to see how that calm face would change the moment it discovered him.

and.

chuck.

widely.

Taat.

The applicants who arrived at Su-hyeon’s small square first lined up and began to stamp their hands on the tiles one by one.

There were already a lot of colorful handprints of various sizes and shapes on the tiles.

In some tiles they overlapped and filled in the gaps, in others they left appropriate margins.

Kim Min-jun raised his toes to gauge the decreasing order. And soon after, it was Kim Min-jun’s turn.

“hmm.”

I glanced over and saw Soo-hyun talking with another staff member. Her face seemed to have not yet noticed the variable that had entered her small square.

Could you have ever imagined that I would come here?

Kim Min-jun chuckled.

And he really dipped his hands deep into the paint bucket to leave his handprint on Su-hyeon’s work.

I even felt a certain joy at being able to legally touch Soo-hyun’s painting. But.

“… … ?”

Jukruk.

Even though the paint flowed from his tilted palm, down his wrist, and down his arm, Kim Min-jun had a blank expression on his face.

“what.”

Kim Min-jun muttered.

“… … .”

I couldn’t tell from afar. That’s understandable, because the tiles were covered in handprints from the performers, and the overlapping of them made the colors of the blotched mass look blurred.

Tiles depicting various life choices. Reflect on your life by stamping your hand on them.

Su-Hyeon’s latest work, ‘Mind Map’, was quite a philosophical piece of art.

However, I thought that Kim Min-jun, like most art, was just putting a plausible concept on a mediocre painting.

A few enthusiastic people touted it as a great work with profound meaning, and I hoped that it would catch fire when a lucky actor named Jerome appeared.

But that wasn’t it.

“This can’t be happening.”

Kim Min-jun dropped his paint-covered hand. Large drops of paint fell to the floor.

Are you crazy?

Have these people been stamping their hands on tiles like this until now?

On a tile with such a magnificent painting? A fearless, indelible handprint?

Looking closely, each and every sketch drawn on the tiles was a treasure and a work of art.

Kim Min-jun was surprised and scared at the same time that Han Soo-hyun was like this.

‘The level of the drawings is different from the ones I did at the national competition. No, it’s different from the ones I did at the individual competition. How can this happen in such a short period of time?’

I was quite shocked by the fact that he was creating an artistic world that was not befitting his age, both during national competitions and individual exhibitions, but this work was not to that extent.

Lines drawn without hesitation.

The forms that took shape with a sense of speed were different from the factory-made pictures that sprang out mechanically from trained fingertips.

Unique style.

It was a clear fingerprint that revealed Soo-hyun’s identity, her own painting style.

Where did you get your influence from? There must be something similar.

Kim Min-jun, who thought that there must have been someone’s influence, searched through the images stored in his head several times, but could not find a suitable answer.

“under.”

Kim Min-jun glared at the tiles with his eyes wide open.

“So this is Han Soo-hyun’s original?”

What pen did you use?

Kim Min-jun imagined it.

The gently drawn curves show strength and weakness through changes in thickness.

When turning corners, I used the movement of my wrist, and it was quite flexible, so I didn’t twist or lose my balance. My technique was also perfect.

‘I knew this when I drew it.’

It was different from a painting that was drawn unconsciously and ended at some point.

From the moment the first dot was placed until the last moment the hand was lifted, the lines knew exactly where they would go. Su-hyeon drew the image that would be drawn on the tiles with perfect knowledge.

These pictures were vivid in her mind from the beginning.

Whoosh.

Kim Min-jun turned his head.

It was to further check the pictures of other tiles.

“… … .”

No matter how many I checked, the result was the same. No, rather, it became miserable.

Because it was a way to continuously confirm that Soo-hyun had perfectly completed her own world.

‘Is there a way?’

But even at that moment, Kim Min-jun was racking his brain thinking about how to survive.

It was not surprising that Han Soo-hyun’s skills and talents were superior to his own. Just as he had achieved the desired results in Europe and had met Maria in New York and made things happen, he felt that if he worked hard and found a way, he could somehow overcome this sense of defeat.

That was when.

“and.”

A small shadow appeared behind Kim Min-jun. When he turned around, Han Soo-hyun was looking at Kim Min-jun calmly.

“What are you doing here?”

A question with many meanings.

Kim Min-jun came to Lisa with the intention of surprising Soo-hyun, but after seeing Soo-hyun’s work properly, he was left in shock.

So, Kim Min-jun couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly at Soo-hyun’s sudden appearance.

All the words I had prepared just flew away from my head.

“Have you heard my news?”

Kim Min-jun spoke without any context.

“tidings?”

“Are you pretending not to know? I contacted your gallery and said I’d like to buy a painting.”

“Oh, that.”

Su-hyeon chuckled.

The moment he saw that faint smile, Kim Min-jun’s face turned bright red.

Regret for being so flustered that he blurted out something carelessly. And a small anger rose from the sense of entitlement that Soo-hyun’s smile might have contained contempt.

“Okay?”

Kim Min-jun asked with a forced smile.

I wanted to keep a calm expression like Soo-hyeon, but unlike the wind, my breathing was getting rougher.