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

Chapter 230, Contest entry, submission of works
"Are you crazy? How can you say those things in public?" In the office of the Binhai Art Association, the president supported his hands on the table and stared at Director Gao who was standing in front of the table.

She lowered her head and eyebrows, like a young wife being scolded. After the president's scolding was over, she said carefully: "The president is right to criticize me. You know, I am usually very cautious. The situation was special at that time. I may have drunk a little bit of wine, which led to my words being out of control. The main reason was that I was mad at Jiang Zhe."

"Stop making excuses for yourself." The president slowly sat down on the chair: "It's because you don't have enough self-cultivation. Now, the rumor has spread, Minister Zong and several relevant persons in charge are very angry, what do you say we should do?"

Director Gao said, "President, can you please issue a statement to set the record straight and try to control the spread of false information?"

The president sneered, "It's easy for you to say that. Can our association control the spread of fake news? Just say how many people are there in our association? Do you know the relationship between these people? How can we control it?! Issue a statement? This will only arouse suspicion."

"You will be on duty at the office meeting tomorrow. Go to Wenlian for inspection this afternoon. Don't worry about the creative team's affairs for now."

Director Gao agreed respectfully and carefully closed the door when he left.

"Director Gao!" A staff member passing by greeted him.

Director Gao turned around and agreed, his expression having regained composure.

……

"Congratulations! You've become successful and have a temper now." Director Jin stood in front of the easel, staring at Jin Yuming coldly.

Jin Yuming is much taller than his sister, but his aura is much shorter than hers. "Sister, I don't know what happened that day. It could be..."

Director Jin said, "It's not this question. Why didn't you tell me on the day it happened? Do you know how serious this matter is?" Yesterday, she had to go out for something, and when she came back today, she received a surprise.

"I think I should handle this matter myself." Jin Yuming said in a low voice.

"Have you taken care of it?" Director Jin said, "I have done so much for your matter. How dare you be so arrogant?"

"It was Director Gao who said..."

"Okay." Director Jin interrupted his brother. "You, stay here, don't go out, quit the creative team."

"It's just a joke at the dinner table." Jin Yuming tried to change his sister's decision.

Director Jin snorted, "You underestimate them. This matter is settled, there is no room for negotiation."

At the same time, a gray-haired man was writing and drawing on the documents.

He put down his pen and called his secretary: "Send these documents today."

The secretary picked up a pile of documents on the table and asked, "Director, do you have any other instructions?"

The man said, "Something happened to the creative team organized by the Artists Association. Have you found out?"

The secretary reported what he had learned.

The man smiled and said, "These people have brought their complaints to me. We will have a meeting tomorrow to study this."

While many people were busying themselves with a real conversation, Jiang Zhe was already sitting comfortably at home, enjoying the warmth of his family.

"You seem to have gained a little weight during these days when you were away." Xu Li brought a plate of fruit and placed it in front of Jiang Zhe.

"Thank you, Mom." Jiang Zhe said, "I eat well, sleep well, and have nothing to worry about except painting. How can I not get fat?
"The others haven't finished yet, but you run home first. Will people gossip about you?" Jiang Yi asked.

Jiang Zhe started eating the apple. "Take a break and then go back. Many people do this. It doesn't matter as long as it doesn't delay things."

Xu Li said, "You didn't even call before you came back. I didn't have time to prepare the food."

Jiang Zhe said, "It's okay. Pickles and porridge are fine. The food in the hotel is too oily. Home-cooked food is better."

After Xu Li left, Jiang Yi asked, "Xiaozhe, will you be excluded when you join the creative team?"

Jiang Zhe understood his parents' concerns and explained, "At first, we felt strange, but we were all busy with our own things and only got together for meals."

When Xu Li saw her son coming back, she tried her best to prepare the meal.

The whole family eats together and watches TV, having a great time.

The next day after returning home, the sun was shining brightly.

Jiang Zhe made an appointment with Chen Yan to watch a movie and have dinner.

After not seeing each other for a few days, the two were still inseparable.

After some sightseeing, we returned to Jiang Zhe's studio.

"Remember the first time we met?" Jiang Zhe prepared fruits and warm water for Chen Yan.

"Yes, was it during the training class?" Chen Yan recalled.

"No, it was when I registered for the training class." Jiang Zhe corrected.

"You saw me when you signed up? Oh, I seem to have some impression of me." Chen Yan peeled an orange and stuffed the orange segments into Jiang Zhe's mouth.

Jiang Zhe said while tasting the orange: "At that time, you tied your hair into Chunli's hairstyle, which was very eye-catching."

He swallowed the orange and said to Chen Yan, "Now, can you tie that hairstyle?"

"No!" Chen Yan was embarrassed, but couldn't resist Jiang Zhe's repeated requests, and finally changed her hair into Chun Li's hairstyle.

Jiang Zhe examined it and tried to use it: "It looks good, but it seems to be a little lacking." After that, he turned and went to the lounge.

Chen Yan blushed when she saw Jiang Zhe take out a set of special cheongsam and shoes. "No, I won't wear it."

She watched Jiang Zhe approach step by step, and did not avoid him...

... Jiang Zhe vented all the emotions that had accumulated during his concentrated creation...

On the third day after returning home, Jiang Zhe came to Wang Zhen's gallery.

Wang Zhen opened a small studio in the gallery, where Mou Xing, Fu Min, and Lan Xin completed custom paintings. When they saw Jiang Zhe, they asked him about the details of his participation in the creation.

Jiang Zhe described in detail the creative process and the various interesting things he saw.

“Are there so many troubles in the association?”

"The relationship is more complicated than we imagined." Lan Xin and her friends are not children and they have some understanding of this industry, but they were still shocked when they heard some of the real situations.

They are envious and curious. Knowing these real situations still cannot stop their yearning for a career. Only when they experience the reality themselves can they truly grow.

Jiang Zhe asked about the recent situation of several classmates and learned that these people have not had much rest since the holiday and have been earning extra money in the gallery. Although it is hard work, the money they earn is not less than that from selling paintings, so they are very motivated.

He saw that several of his classmates still had work to do and didn't want to waste too much time, so he went to Wang Zhen's office again.

Wang Zhen closed the door and asked Jiang Zhe in a low voice: "What happened to the excitement in the hotel that day?"

Jiang Zhe smiled and said, "Are you also curious about these gossips?"

Wang Zhen said, "It's been a long time since something so explosive happened. These old-timers rarely have such conflicts. Now, there are all kinds of rumors, but they are too outrageous. Tell me the truth."

As Jiang Zhe was describing the story, Wang Zhen sometimes burst into laughter and sometimes was surprised.

After listening to the whole process, she pondered for a moment and said, "Although these people are not careful in their words, you are involved in it and will inevitably be affected. However, it doesn't matter, you have several awards in hand. I heard that the competition you participated in has already started, and you have a great chance of being shortlisted.

If we can achieve good results, the Artists Association will have to consider the impact.”

……

Jiang Zhe rested at home for a few days and then returned to Linhai Hotel.

Gu Qian immediately told Jiang Zhe everything that had happened in the past few days.

After the real conversation that night, Zhang Shixin, Jin Yuming and others left the hotel one after another.

Although Jin Yuming did not officially quit, he never came to the hotel again.

Zhang Shixin only came back once.

"I heard that Director Gao is no longer in charge of the affairs here and has even gone to the higher authorities to make a self-examination."

When Jiang Zhe heard the news, he couldn't help but admire the system's clever arrangement, which used the system's strengths to eliminate interference factors. He just didn't know what the final result would be.

The creation was completed, and he had a lot of free time, so he decided to use this time to sketch around.

After continuous creation of thematic works and long-term painting, short-term sketching practice is an effective means of adjustment.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Zhe was sketching at the beach, and Gu Qian was sitting next to him, sketching with watercolor tools. There were also several painters nearby, also sketching.

In the past few days, Jiang Zhe has visited many scenic spots around the hotel and created more than a dozen sketches. In order to learn how to paint, Gu Qian followed him in sketching as much as possible.

When Jiang Zhe heard his cell phone ringing and saw that it was Wang Zhen's number, he stood up and answered the call while moving around.

"Jiang Zhe, I have good news."

"What good news?"

"Guess."

“The work was shortlisted.”

"Correct." Wang Zhen's voice was filled with laughter. "Fu Min's work was also shortlisted."

"That's great. When will the results come out?" Jiang Zhe was happy to hear the good news.

Wang Zhen said: "Don't worry, there will be results after the New Year. Being shortlisted is already a great achievement. Now you don't have to worry, you can spend the New Year happily and steadily."

When Jiang Zhe and Wang Zhen were communicating, Gu Qian heard some of it intentionally or unintentionally.

After Jiang Zhe hung up the phone, she asked, "Jiang Zhe, is there any good news?"

“I entered the competition and was shortlisted.”

"what match?"

Jiang Zhe said, "It's a painting competition in the United States. I'm just a finalist, but I haven't won the prize yet. Don't tell anyone yet."

"OK, got it."

Jiang Zhe wanted to sit down and continue painting, but when he heard the system prompt sound, he walked away and opened the system.

After the real conversation, the third requirement appeared: You have completed the proposition creation, please submit your work in advance.

He estimated that this might be a series of operations based on his inner thoughts and options, and he made a decision immediately.

Jiang Zhe finished sketching, returned to the hotel, began to pack his belongings, and submitted his work as required.

"Are you going to hand in your work now?" Gu Qian asked.

"Yes, it has been completed. There is no need to waste time. Please ask them to come and hand it over."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you revise it?"

Jiang Zhe said: "No change."

"I want to learn more from you." Gu Qian was a little reluctant.

"You are in the association, we meet often, and there are many opportunities for learning."

(End of this chapter)