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

Chapter 281, Porcelain, Gifts, Little Fame

Jiang Zhe pushed open the door of the studio, and Chen Yan followed him into the studio.

Master Zou is placing ceramic works on the shelf. Several students from oil painting and other majors are checking their works.

"Master Zou!" Jiang Zhe greeted first.

When Master Zou saw Jiang Zhe, he responded first, then said, "Your work is also done."

He pointed to a spot on a shelf. "Look at it. Nice glaze. The shape hasn't changed."

"Thank you!" Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan walked over and saw their own works at a glance.

Although the porcelain is small, it is very delicate; the porcelain sculptures are also small, but they are lifelike, and they stand out among the many works on the shelf.

Chen Yan moved closer to the shelf and observed the porcelain sculpture with herself as the model.

The hairstyle of the porcelain sculpture is slightly different from my own, but the facial features and contours are accurate, and although the porcelain sculpture is white glaze, the expressions of the figures are vivid.

Jiang Zhe took down the porcelain sculpture, first examined the shape, then the glaze color, and finally checked all the details.

The shape of the porcelain sculpture did not change much during the firing process. When observed from a distance, there is no problem. When viewed from a close distance, you will find that some of the glaze is slightly rough, and there are traces of the glaze being too thick and melting and flowing.

Fortunately, these problems did not appear on the face of the porcelain sculpture. Analyzing from the overall effect, these shortcomings have added a little change to the porcelain sculpture, which is a blessing in disguise.

Before Jiang Zhe could finish looking at it, Chen Yan couldn't help herself and reached out to take the porcelain sculpture.

Jiang Zhe put the porcelain sculpture back on the shelf: "Although it is not an antique, you still have to be careful."

Chen Yan picked up the porcelain sculpture and liked it more and more. She said directly, "It was promised to be given to me, so I'll take it."

Jiang Zhe smiled and went to look at the other six pieces of porcelain.

Although the same glaze color is used, the glaze colors of these six pieces of white porcelain are slightly different, perhaps due to the difference in glaze thickness and firing location.

The glaze colors of the two small porcelain pieces, Taibai Zun and Danping, are the most gentle, even feeling a bit of sweet white glaze.

The glaze colors of several slightly larger porcelain pieces, such as the Willow Leaf Vase, Apple Zun, Panchi Vase, and Tongluo Washbasin, have more or less some problems.

Jiang Zhe felt a little sorry, but he was prepared for this result. Master Zou handed Jiang Zhe a few corrugated paper boxes.

"I have some newspapers here. Put the porcelain in the box and stuff it tightly with newspapers."

"Thank you, Master Zou." Jiang Zhe stuffed the six pieces of porcelain into two boxes and prepared to take them away.

By chance, Teacher Zhou came to the studio. "Your works are all done. Let me see how they are?"

Many students brought their works to Teacher Zhou for comments.

Teacher Zhou looked through the works, made comments, and finally looked at Jiang Zhe's porcelain.

"Yes, your gallbladder vase is the best, with a particularly smooth glaze. The Taibai Zun is also good, with a brilliant dragon pattern carved in relief. Both are fine pieces. With these two works, your performance in this class will definitely be excellent."

He looked at the porcelain sculpture without commenting, and said to Jiang Zhe, "Come with me."

Seeing that Teacher Zhou wanted to see him for something, Jiang Zhe signaled Chen Yan to wait for him outside the studio.

Teacher Zhou took Jiang Zhe to the production room.

Jiang Zhe dragged over two stools.

"Thank you." Teacher Zhou sat down and motioned Jiang Zhe to sit down as well.

"I've read your file. Before you were admitted to our school, you won a national design award."

Jiang Zhe recalled that he won the award a year ago. “That was before I took the art exam.”

"It shows that you have talent in this area." Teacher Zhou said, "Recently, there has been a nationwide design competition, which has been held for seven sessions. Are you interested in participating?"

Jiang Zhe was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Teacher Zhou would suggest that he participate in the competition. "Teacher, our school has students majoring in design. Can I compete with them?"

Teacher Zhou said: "Professional skills are only one aspect, the key is creativity, and you have experience in participating in competitions.

I remember that in that design competition, all the students in our school were shortlisted but didn't win any prizes. The fact that you won a prize shows that you have a good idea.

If you have technical difficulties, we are here for you. If you think you can do it, I will guide you to participate in the competition. We will help you with the technical aspects; you can decide on your own about the creativity. This is a good opportunity. I know you are good at selling paintings, but being good at design is not worse than selling paintings.”

Jiang Zhe was not shaken. He was now studying painting, which had taken up most of his time. Making ceramic purple sand was just a hobby, and he had no time to participate in the competition.

Besides, the last time I participated in the competition and won the prize, it was under the guidance of the system. Now that there is no system reward, I am not sure.

However, if I refuse on the spot, it will be too embarrassing. After all, Teacher Zhou just finished teaching me.

"Will you let me think about it?"

Teacher Zhou said, "Okay. If you're worried that your teacher won't agree, I'll help you explain. Each contestant can have two instructors. Your teacher Hu can be listed as one."

Oh~ Jiang Zhe understood.

Before leaving, Jiang Zhe found Master Zou again.

"What are the conditions for firing purple clay teapots here?"

Master Zou said: "Don't worry, we can make purple clay teapots here, and the probability of success is very high." He pointed to the purple clay handicrafts on the shelf and said: "These are purple clay and pottery works made by teachers and students of our school. Electric kilns are no worse than those outside.

If you want to burn purple sand, I can arrange it for you."

Jiang Zhe followed Master Zou to see the finished works and soon decided to make his own purple clay teapot here.

After confirming the firing time, he quietly handed Master Zou two packs of cigarettes.

Jiang Zhe gave the porcelain sculpture to Chen Yan and took the rest of the works back to the dormitory.

He laid out the porcelain pieces on the table, considering how to arrange the imperfect ones.

Although many classmates praised these porcelains just now, he only wanted to keep the Taibai Zun and the Danping.

The bottom of these works all have their own inscriptions. Although they have some flaws, as handmade works, they should not be embarrassing to give away as gifts.

He thought for a moment, found the brocade boxes he had prepared earlier, and put the four pieces of porcelain in each.

In the afternoon, after the class ended, Lan Xin and several classmates left the classroom together.

As soon as I reached the main entrance of the teaching building, I saw Jiang Zhe standing near the garden, waving at me.

Since they came back from sketching, the two of them didn't have many opportunities to talk alone. She saw that Jiang Zhe seemed to be busy, so she greeted her classmates and came to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe took out the brocade box and handed it to Lan Xin.

"We have a sculpture class. I made some porcelain pieces. This thing should be useful to you. I'm giving it to you."

"Why are you giving me a gift?" Lan Xin didn't take it.

"The rumors about me are spreading in the school, and many people are laughing at them. You have been helping me explain them, so I want to give you a gift to express my gratitude. Take a look, do you like it?" Jiang Zhe handed the brocade box to Chen Yan.

Lan Xin took the square brocade box hesitantly and felt it was quite heavy as soon as she held it.

When I opened the brocade box, I saw a white-glazed brush washer.

She carefully took the brush washer and looked at it over and over again. The brush washer has a narrow mouth, a flat belly, a shallow ring foot, a small and delicate shape, and smooth lines. The inner and outer walls and bottom of the washer are all covered with white glaze, the glaze color is white with a slight bluish tint, and the glaze is tight and lustrous. There is a hidden engraving on the outer bottom: "Made by Jiang Zhe", four characters in regular script.

"It's so beautiful!" She immediately fell in love with this study porcelain. When she was painting Chinese paintings and practicing calligraphy, she used a plastic brush holder, which was nothing compared to this piece of porcelain.

Jiang Zhe said: "The shape of this brush washer imitates the bronze washer from the Kangxi period. You should be able to use it when painting Chinese paintings."

Lan Xin was torn. She wanted to accept it, but she didn't know how to return the favor. "It has your signature on it, so it's your work. I..."

"Take it. It's just a piece of stationery." Jiang Zhe saw that Lan Xin liked it, so he said goodbye and left without waiting for her to refuse.

Lan Xin said thank you to Jiang Zhe's back.

Jiang Zhe didn't look back, just waved.

He came to Professor Qin's office.

Professor Qin was reading a newspaper. When he saw Jiang Zhe come in, he motioned for him to sit down and talk.

Jiang Zhe first took out two pieces of porcelain from his bag and placed them on the desk.

"Professor Qin, which piece of porcelain do you like that I made in sculpture class? I'll give it to you as a gift."

"You brought me a gift?" Professor Qin picked up the bottle and said as he looked at it, "Both pieces are good. They have your signature on them, so they are not ordinary porcelains. They are your works. Why don't you give me both?"

Jiang Zhe could tell that Professor Qin was joking, so he said, "I'll give the one you left to Teacher Hu."

Professor Qin put down the bottle and said, "Okay, I'll keep the one with the engraved dragon pattern. The other one is more suitable for Teacher Hu. Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Professor Qin looked at Jiang Zhe and said, "Have you noticed that everyone's attitude towards you is a little different today?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Many people called to congratulate me. It seems that nothing has changed in the school."

Professor Qin smiled and said: "Right now, the news has not spread, and the impact of the auction will gradually be reflected.

If your works can be sold for more than 300,000 yuan, it is equivalent to passing a threshold and passing the dragon gate. You have established yourself in this industry and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are a little famous.

The first time your work was auctioned, people didn’t know what your future would be like. The second time the price was higher than the previous one, plus your changes in the past six months. The attitude of people around you, especially those in your circle, towards you will gradually change.

You will find that many people start to praise you.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to say good things about you. There will always be people who say bad things about you. However, on the surface or in front of you, people will show their best side. "

Jiang Zhe remembered what a certain star once said: When I was on the set, I always met all kinds of people... Now, there are only good people around me.

Professor Qin gave Jiang Zhe enough time to digest what he had said, and then said, "Let me congratulate you on being able to gain a foothold in the industry. In addition, I want to remind you that when good people, good words, and good things surround you, you must be extra sober. Don't get carried away by some honors."

"Thank you for your guidance, teacher." Jiang Zhe understood what Professor Qin meant.

Professor Qin noticed Jiang Zhe's eyes and secretly praised him.

"There's one more thing. A staff member from our provincial artists' association called me and hopes you can become a member."

(End of this chapter)