Reborn as a great painter, with a system, you can be willful

Chapter 212, Creation, there is a system to be willful

Jiang Zhe is busy in his studio.

Not far from the easel, there was a mannequin wearing a wig, a light blue cashmere sweater and dark pants.

On the sofa on the other side, there is also a mannequin. The model is sitting, wearing a wig and a long skirt.

There are two oil paintings on the easel and next to it.

Both paintings are large enough to allow for life-size portraits.

At this point, the picture presents a black, white and gray sketch effect.

Jiang Zhe mixed several transparent and translucent colors, placed the palette in front of the easel, and looked at the works on the easel.

The painting with Xu Ruyi as the model is a half-length portrait; the work with Yuan Xiaohan as the model is a full-length portrait. Both paintings use the transparent shading technique, and now the sketch effect has been completed.

In order to make the details of the characters in the picture more realistic, he found a mannequin, had it pose in the same posture, put on a wig with the same hairstyle, changed into more suitable clothes, and adjusted the lighting to use this as a reference.

Jiang Zhe starts with the face of the character. Although the first layer of color does not require brushstrokes, he pays attention to the natural connection of each stroke. After finishing the base color of one work, he continues the same steps for the second work.

He worked on two paintings at the same time, priming and sketching at the same time. Although each step needed to dry, doing two paintings at the same time could save some time.

The first coat of transparent color is completed and wait for drying.

Two days before the New Year, he received a notice from Professor Qin.

The Art Association's New Year painting exhibition has three days to set up, and the works of teachers and students from the Art Academy will be set up tomorrow.

Jiang Zhe informed Wang Zhen that he would prepare to submit his work tomorrow.

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The teachers and students of Binhai Art Academy who were participating in the New Year painting exhibition arrived at the Binhai Art Museum at the agreed time.

This venue is divided into three floors, covers a large area, and has a modern and elegant appearance.

The New Year Painting Exhibition is sponsored by several departments, and the participants are mainly members of the Binhai Artists Association. The venue attaches great importance to it and has specially vacated the entire venue.

The teachers of the academy led their students to the venue. A member of the Art Association who was in charge of the exhibition told them that the exhibition venue for the Binhai Art Academy group works was in an exhibition hall on the second floor.

Jiang Zhe followed the people from the college to the exhibition hall to check out the specific situation.

The exhibition hall is not small, so it should be able to be accommodated.

He looked around the exhibition hall, then walked to the second-floor patio, checked the distance to the door, and estimated the visitors' routes.

When Teacher Hu came over, he whispered to him, "Teacher, our location is not good. Many visitors who come here may ignore this exhibition hall and go straight ahead. They may not even come to the second floor.

Teacher Hu said: "It is not easy to have this exhibition hall. It is the highest-level venue in the city."

The teacher thought it was okay, so Jiang Zhe had to give up. He had a mission to accomplish.

Vehicles delivered the teachers' and students' works one after another, and the teachers and students moved the works to the exhibition hall and arranged booths.

The company responsible for framing the works could not deliver them at the same time, so the teachers and students could only move them in batches, and then coordinate the locations after all the works were gathered.

When Jiang Zhe was helping to move the works, he saw members from other groups also setting up the exhibition.

There were a lot of people coming in and out, and the scene was a bit chaotic.

The director in charge of on-site arrangements was extremely busy and his temper became increasingly irritable.

I don't know which group they belonged to, but they were carrying several large-scale works and stopped at the central exhibition hall on the first floor.

The director of the Art Association saw that these people stayed for a long time, so he immediately walked over and asked sternly: "Whose work is this? It can't be placed here."

The people responsible for moving the works are just the porters. You look at me and I look at you, not knowing how to respond.

"I'm asking you a question, who owns this?" The director's fat belly trembled, and his already sparse hair seemed to bounce up.

"do not know."

The fat director was anxious and asked in all directions: "Whose work is this?"

"Ours, ours..." A skinny man with middle-parted hair ran over, his hair bobbing as he ran.

The fat director yelled at the man: "How many times have I told you? You can't put your works in this place."

"Sorry, we are arranging seats inside, and we will move them in right away." The man greeted them with a smile. He asked someone to move the works, turned around and saw the fat director coming, and immediately followed him and said something.

Jiang Zhe saw this scene and didn't hear what the man said.

The fat director didn't give any face at all and said loudly: "The seats are all arranged in advance! They can't be changed."

The man was not annoyed by the fat director's attitude: "I see that the seats in the central exhibition hall are all empty..."

"Works by experts and special guests are arranged here. You should move out immediately."

The man had no choice but to leave in embarrassment.

Jiang Zhe received a call from Wang Zhen.

He and several classmates came to the exhibition hall parking lot to pick up the car.

While waiting, I happened to see the man who was scolded just now, passing by with a suitcase in one hand and a mobile phone in the other:
"... Don't worry, I will definitely buy you a car tonight... Just be obedient at home..."

Jiang Zhe looked at the hunched back, recalled the man's cautious image in the exhibition hall, and fell silent.

"Jiang Zhe~The car is here." Fu Min's voice woke Jiang Zhe who was sighing.

A truck stopped and Wang Zhen got out from the passenger seat. Several workers in charge of the loading and unloading also got out of the truck.

When she saw Jiang Zhe and the others, she immediately called out, "Jiang Zhe, where are you?"

Jiang Zhe told the location of the school's exhibition hall.

Wang Zhen frowned and said, "That place is not very good. Let's move there first." Everyone worked together to move the works.

Among the works in this truck, Jiang Zhe's two works were the largest. When moving them, he had to walk slower and gradually fell to the end of the team.

Because the two works are huge, they attracted a lot of people's attention.

The passage upstairs was crowded, so Jiang Zhe asked two other workers to look at a work and take a break, while he and a worker carried a work to the exhibition hall on the second floor first.

Wang Zhen came over and said to Jiang Zhe, "Do you know who is in charge of the arrangements here today?"

Jiang Zhe said: "I don't know that person. His pot belly and Mediterranean hairstyle are very obvious."

Wang Zhen thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be Lao Gao. I'll ask him and try to keep your work in the central exhibition hall."

Jiang Zhe was not very optimistic about her idea. Judging from the way that person did things just now, this person was very difficult to deal with.

Wang Zhen looked around, pointed in a direction, and asked, "Is it him?"

Jiang Zhe looked back and said, "It's him."

Wang Zhen walked over with a smile and said hello: "Director Gao, you have worked hard."

Director Gao's expression remained unchanged: "Xiao Wang is here."

Jiang Zhe didn't want to listen anymore and directly asked the workers to start moving the paintings.

After carefully placing the two works in the exhibition hall on the second floor and just breathing a sigh of relief, he saw Wang Zhen walking towards him.

Seeing that Wang Zhen’s smile seemed a little forced, Jiang Zhe didn’t ask anything.

Wang Zhen took the initiative to say to Jiang Zhe: "This person doesn't do anything at all."

"You have tried your best."

The teachers began to assign booths.

However, no matter how they adjusted, there were a few works that could not be accommodated, including Jiang Zhe's work depicting a container terminal.

Several teachers are discussing.

Jiang Zhe vaguely heard that Professor Qin wanted to keep all his works. Several teachers disagreed, saying that Jiang Zhe brought two works, while others only had one.

Jiang Zhe's paintings are large and very eye-catching.

Many people looked at Jiang Zhe, and Jiang Zhe felt a little embarrassed.

Look at Professor Qin and his classmates, and then look at the other students who are dejected because they have no seats.

He thought for a moment and said to Professor Qin, "Teacher, please don't be embarrassed. I have two works, one of which can be exhibited. I will take the other one back. The works of several other students can be squeezed in. It's not easy to get here once, so we should have a chance to show our faces."

Professor Qin felt that there would be no solution if the stalemate continued, so Jiang Zhe took the initiative to propose a solution, which could be considered a partial solution to the problem.

"Thank you for your understanding. Please keep the painting of the passenger terminal."

"Okay." Jiang Zhe told Wang Zhen, and then said to the movers, "Sorry to trouble you again. This painting needs to be moved back."

Wang Zhen saw that he had already made up his mind and it was not easy to persuade him.

Jiang Zhe was also unhappy, but faced with this situation, he felt embarrassed to take up too many resources, so he just remained calm on the surface.

He and a worker were carrying the works through the central hall. When the worker took a short break, the director Gao happened to pass by and said, "Why are you putting the paintings here again? I tell you, it's useless to leave them here."

Jiang Zhe explained: "You misunderstood. I..."

Director Gao interrupted impatiently: "Stop talking about these useless things and move quickly."

Jiang Zhe was provoked: "If you have a temper, go home and vent it! If you don't know how to talk, go home and learn it!"

Director Gao was choked and immediately widened his eyes: "Which unit are you from?"

Jiang Zhe was also unambiguous: "You from the Art Academy, go ahead and file a complaint. I'll be waiting here."

The people nearby hurried over to stop the fight.

Seeing that Jiang Zhe was really not afraid of him, Director Gao said something harsh and turned away.

Wang Zhen advised Jiang Zhe to calm down and not make a big deal out of it.

Jiang Zhe doesn't want to cause trouble, but with the system backing him up, how can he let such a person bully him?

At this time, Vice President Qi approached from the entrance.

Director Gao hurried over and muttered to Vice President Qi, occasionally pointing at where Jiang Zhe was.

Vice President Qi glanced at Jiang Zhe and pulled Director Gao aside to talk.

Jiang Zhe vaguely felt that he exchanged glances with Vice President Qi and guessed what his reaction would be.

"I'll go over and smooth things over so that things don't become too awkward," said Wang Zhen.

Jiang Zhe said: "No need."

A car stopped at the entrance of the venue. The president of the Binhai Art Association and a gray-haired man got out of the car from two directions.

The president quickly walked around to the other side of the car and walked the man towards the entrance of the venue.

Vice President Qi was originally listening to Director Gao speaking, but when he saw two people walking towards the entrance, he immediately left Director Gao and trotted over to greet them.

Director Gao reacted quickly as well, jogging behind Vice President Qi while spreading his five fingers and combing his messy hair until it barely covered his head.

Vice President Qi stopped at the entrance and greeted warmly, "Director Zheng, President, welcome to our office."

(End of this chapter)