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

Chapter 297: Provincial Capital Art Exhibition, Controversy and Opportunity

"You just came back yesterday, can you rest for one more day?" Chen Yan's eyes were blurry, hoping that Jiang Zhe could stay for one more day.

Jiang Zhe stroked Chen Yan's hair and said, "I still have things to do at the exhibition. I'll be back soon."

……

That afternoon, Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhe off at the train station.

A few hours later, Jiang Zhe stepped off the train and immediately felt the heat wave coming.

He checked the time; it was just after five in the afternoon.

The continuous running around in the past two or three days made him feel like things were changing too fast.

He took out his cell phone, checked the text message, then went to the train station, took a taxi, and headed to the address mentioned in the text message.

He did not rush to meet Wang Zhen and others, but went to a restaurant.

A waiter led him to a private room, opened the door, and saw Sister Liao sitting at the table.

Sister Liao was wearing a light-colored dress. When she saw Jiang Zhe coming in, she stood up with a smile and asked the waiter to serve the food. Then she said to Jiang Zhe, "You don't blame me for not picking you up, right?"

Jiang Zhe put down his backpack and replied with a smile: "I know you have a lot of things to do."

Sister Liao poured him some tea and said, "You went back to Binhai yesterday and rushed to the provincial capital today. You must be tired, right? The chefs here are good. Let's see if they suit your taste. If you are not satisfied, we can change them."

Jiang Zhe glanced at the menu, and saw that they were all his favorites. "These are already good enough. I brought you a gift, see if you like it."

Sister Liao stopped him: "Wait a minute, go back and watch it later."

The waiters brought the food one after another.

Sister Liao asked about Jiang Zhe's experience outside and paid special attention to some details.

Jiang Zhe recounted his experiences while eating.

Sister Liao ate very little. Most of the time, she helped Jiang Zhe pick up food and watched him eat with interest.

"Why don't you eat?"

"I've gained some weight recently."

"Really? Where have you gained weight? Let me see." Jiang Zhe looked up and down.

Sister Liao glared at him coquettishly.

After dinner, the two came to the booked hotel room.

Jiang Zhe gave the gift to Sister Liao.

Sister Liao held the lady's bag, stood in front of the mirror, measured it left and right, and then asked Jiang Zhe: "Does it look good?"

"It looks good. I'm going to wash up, wait for me."

Jiang Zhe quickly finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom. He saw that the lights in the room had been dimmed a lot, very soft and a little ambiguous.

He smelled a faint fragrance in the room, which was the perfume he gave to Sister Liao.

Sister Liao has already changed into her pajamas...

One night passed...

Early in the morning, Jiang Zhe woke up and got up carefully.

Sister Liao didn't react much.

Jiang Zhe called to order breakfast.

While waiting, he sat on the chair and looked at Sister Liao who was in a relaxed posture.

This beautiful lady is always so gentle and considerate when facing me, making me forget her success and identity.

He couldn't help but find a pen and paper, and drew Sister Liao with a pencil. However, he didn't draw Sister Liao now, but Sister Liao at dinner last night.

She appeared in the painting in a relaxed posture, looking at herself with bright eyes. She had a smile on her face, as if she was listening to what she was saying, but her bright eyes clearly showed that she didn't care what she was saying, she was just staring at herself.

During this trip to Paris, Jiang Zhe saw many paintings, some of which touched him and some of which inspired him.

The questions that I didn't quite understand before seem to have answers now, so in this sketch, I only used a few strokes to express the figure's form, focusing on the figure's expression, especially the eyes. The waiter brought breakfast and Sister Liao was woken up.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

When Sister Liao saw Jiang Zhe’s preparations, she slowly got up, washed up, and had breakfast with Jiang Zhe.

After breakfast, Sister Liao seemed to have recovered some of her strength.

"I can't accompany you today. I'll come to see you after I finish my work."

"You go and do your thing. It's just right. I'll go to the art exhibition and take a look."

When the two were packing up their belongings, Sister Liao saw the sketch he had placed next to them. "When did you draw it?"

"this morning."

"Although it's just a sketch, it's more charming. Can you give me this painting?" Sister Liao asked.

"Sure, as long as you like it." Jiang Zhe saw Sister Liao carefully put away the sketch.

……

Provincial Art Museum.

Wang Zhen, wearing sunglasses, was pacing in the shade of the square, wiping his sweat with a handkerchief from time to time.

Finally, she saw Jiang Zhe appear in the square in front of the art museum.

Jiang Zhe was wearing a sweatshirt, cropped pants, sandals, and carrying a shoulder bag. He pushed his sunglasses to his forehead as he walked and waved at Wang Zhen from a distance.

"You're here." Wang Zhen walked over quickly.

Jiang Zhe said, "I have been on the plane for a long time and didn't get enough rest. When I arrived at the provincial capital yesterday afternoon, I was so sleepy that I couldn't open my eyes. So, I quickly found a place to rest."

Wang Zhen led him to the entrance: "Some people have already started celebrating, but you are not in a hurry at all."

Jiang Zhe said: "If the result has been decided, there is no point in me being anxious. I should go and see the exhibition effect first."

There are many people visiting the two-story exhibition hall.

Some painters also stayed here for various reasons.

During Jiang Zhe's visit, he occasionally met painters he knew, and some of them took the initiative to greet him.

Now, he is no longer the rookie he was when he first started out, and some painters know him.

A painter exchanged polite greetings with Jiang Zhe, then watched him and Wang Zhen walk away and said to his friends, "Speak of the devil. It's such a pity for his paintings."

"I saw it, too. The painting is good, but it's too outdated."

Jiang Zhe walked and looked. Many of the exhibited works focused on size, subject matter, and expression techniques. This is not surprising. If you want to stand out in the exhibition, being original is a good way.

He saw his own group of paintings. Although it was in the lobby on the first floor, it was not in an important position.

The group of six paintings covers a large area. Perhaps in the eyes of others, I am also making a fuss about the size.

He examined the picture and found some minor problems.

His own portrayal was a little restrained and could be bolder in some places. Although he felt a little regretful after discovering the problem, he was still happy that his vision had improved.

"Can you think of a way to change the picture or find someone now?" Wang Zhen asked.

Jiang Zhe said: "When I was conceiving and depicting, I selected the clothes and various items. They are enough to show the changes of the times. If I want to change them, I won't change these. I will look at other people's works."

Wang Zhen happened to receive a phone call and stopped.

After she answered the phone, she quickly caught up with Jiang Zhe. "Wait a moment, some high-level people from the association and the art museum are coming over. They are accompanying important guests. Let's wait here, maybe there will be a chance."

"What guest?" Jiang Zhe asked.

Wang Zhen said: "My friend told me that there are people from foreign galleries and auction houses coming to see the exhibition. I heard that they are not ordinary staff, so several judges of this exhibition will also come."

Jiang Zhe thought of the opportunity mentioned by the system, but the system did not give any prompt at the moment, and these people had not arrived yet. Was he supposed to wait here foolishly?
"I'm going to go look at the paintings first, and then I'll come back when they arrive."

(End of this chapter)