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

Chapter 354: The shock of the auction price
After hearing the number 86000 dollars, Jiang Zhe instantly thought of many things and possibilities.

Was he better than many contemporary artists? How much profit could he make from $86,000, after deducting various expenses? Who should he call first? How should he celebrate? He couldn't act too proud, lest people get jealous. All sorts of thoughts came to his mind at once, causing him to lose consciousness for a moment.

"Jiang Zhe, are you ready? Once this matter spreads, your place will be more lively than before. It is almost impossible to imagine it being as quiet as it is now." Wang Zhen was also excited.

Jiang Zhe listened to Wang Zhen's words and reacted: "What do you say we should do?"

Wang Zhen said: "Some people wish they could live a life where they are surrounded by people and praised by others every day."

Jiang Zhe said: "I can't adapt to it."

"If you want to be quiet and avoid trouble, then use school as an excuse." Wang Zhen suggested. "Okay, let's talk about this when we meet. I have to remind you that taxes and fees in the United States are very high. You can consult a professional lawyer to see how to reasonably avoid the fees."

Jiang Zhe said, "Wait until the transaction is completed, and then we'll see how to proceed. Try to be as safe as possible and don't cause any trouble."

Wang Zhen said, "Okay, now we can all rest assured. After I finish talking to my friend, I want to take a break. If you have anything to do, come find me in the afternoon."

"You've worked hard, you should take a rest soon." Jiang Zhe said.

After the call ended, Jiang Zhe let out a long sigh and sat down at the dining table. Only then did he realize that he had been sweating due to excitement. At this moment, his clothes were sticking to his body and he felt uncomfortable.

Pick up the towel and go wash up again.

After washing up, I calmed down.

He called his parents, teachers, Sister Liao, and several friends at once. As for Chen Yan, he could talk to her face to face.

After accepting everyone's congratulations, he felt hungry and began to enjoy his breakfast which was already a little cold.

……

Jiang Yi had just hung up the phone when Xu Li was already waiting impatiently beside him: "How was it? I just heard the auction was closed? How much?"

"Eighty-six thousand knives." Jiang Yi was very proud.

"Oh, let's convert it into the money here~" Xu Li was calculating.

"More than 60." Jiang Yi continued.

"So many?!" Xu Li said, "That's great."

Jiang Yi said, "Don't tell anyone yet. I just heard that, even with all the fees, the final amount of money you get is not much higher than domestic auctions."

Xu Li calculated silently for a while and said, "So much money, just gone in an instant?"

"We don't understand. Let him figure it out on his own." Jiang Yi said, "Let him have a good rest for a day."

……

At Professor Qin's home.

After he answered Jiang Zhe's call, he sat in a chair in a daze. His wife leaned over and took a look: "What's wrong? It's time to eat."

Oh~ Professor Qin washed his hands and walked to the restaurant silently.

"Who's calling?"

"It's a call from Jiang Zhe." Professor Qin looked at the breakfast.

"It's the thing you've been thinking about these past two days."

"Yes!" Professor Qin picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and tasted it. "Guess how much one of his paintings, the one of the training room, was sold for at the auction?"

His wife said, "Didn't you say at the time that the estimated value was about $5? Has it reached that price?"

Professor Qin nodded: "More than that. Eighty-six thousand dollars."

"Really?" His wife knew something about the painting industry, so she was a little surprised at the price. "Old Qin, it seems that no one in your company can sell paintings at this price, right?"

Professor Qin said, "Well. According to the actual transaction price, it really is not. Eighty-six thousand dollars is the auction price."

"Oh, it sounds like you're a little jealous?"

Professor Qin said: "He is my student, why should I be jealous?"

He paused for a moment, met his wife's gaze, and smiled first: "Actually, I am still very envious. Think about it, when I was in my twenties, I was still struggling hard in school.

"In our province, which young painter's work can exceed this price? Even if some people claim that their works are worth over a million, who has really seen them? Apart from anything else, his works were actually sold at auction.

Even with Christie’s operation, it’s something that can be made public.”

His wife reminded him: "Don't you need to call to report?"

Professor Qin looked at the time and said, "Let's talk after dinner."

……

Bang, bang, bang, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Zhe knew that Chen Yan had come, so he walked over and opened the door.

When Chen Yan saw Jiang Zhe, the first thing she said was, "Why didn't you call me? Any news?"

Jiang Zhe closed the door, put his arms around Chen Yan from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, sniffed the fragrance, and said, "I want to tell you in person."

Chen Yan's side face was pricked by Jiang Zhe's stubble, and she felt a little itchy. "Hey, tell me first, is it good news? Did the auction go through? How much?"

Her voice is like a silver bell.

Jiang Zhe simply pressed on her.

Chen Yan felt the weight increase and hurriedly held on. "Be gentle and tell me quickly, is there any good news? I know it from the way you are doing."

Jiang Zhe said: "Eighty-six thousand dollars."

"Really? You're awesome." Chen Yan's eyes widened, then turned to give Jiang Zhe a reward.

Feeling the warmth on his face, Jiang Zhe used his hands to lift Chen Yan up and sat her on the sofa, letting her sit on his knees. Chen Yan threw herself on Jiang Zhe. "It's a happy event, should we celebrate?"

Jiang Zhe said, "Sure. How do you want to celebrate? You are here and have saved a few clothes. Do you want to play a plot?"

"No." Chen Yan said: "Let's go shopping first and come back in the afternoon~"

Jiang Zhe didn't force it, "I'll pack up and we'll go out."

Chen Yan asked, "How did you sleep last night? If you didn't, don't drive. Let's take a taxi. It will save you the trouble of finding a place to park."

"it is good."

……

Jiang Zhe took Chen Yan out shopping and then to the cinema, planning to have lunch after watching a movie.

During the game, the number of cell phone calls gradually increased.

Except for those that he had to answer, he tried his best to reply by text message saying that he was busy.

Many people also sent him congratulations via text messages.

Jiang Zhe knew that the news of the successful auction had spread.

While the two were watching a movie, their cell phones started vibrating again.

Jiang Zhe saw this landline number, which should be the school's office number, so he had to signal Chen Yan, then walked to the cinema corridor and answered the phone.

The person who called was the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts. After he expressed his congratulations, the department head also took the call and congratulated Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe thanked them one by one before ending the call and returning to the theater.

On the other side, in the dean's office.

The dean, the department head, and Professor Qin sat in a circle.

"Originally, I didn't have much hope for Jiang Zhe to send his work to Venice for the competition. Unexpectedly, he gave us two surprises in a row. Not only did he win two awards, but he also won an auction." The dean said: "Even if the auction is not an award recognized by our system, it is also a kind of recognition."

"Yes, this honor is not available to every school. I counted, and this is the only one among the colleges and universities in our province." said the department head.

The dean went on to say, “The Conservatory of Music and other colleges are all relying on their grades, especially the performance majors, because they have made a program on Binhai TV and are still promoting it today.

Now, with these honors, we are not inferior to them."

Professor Qin said: "Compared with music and performance, our fine arts disciplines are naturally at a disadvantage. Painting and design are not so lively, and they are quietly displayed there.

Music and performance can be performed in various forms, so there is no need to compete with them."

The department head said, "We understand it, but outsiders don't."

Professor Qin expressed his understanding. When sitting in a certain position, one must consider related matters.

At this time, the landline phone on the dean's desk rang.

The dean took a look and picked up the phone. "It's me... OK, I'll be right there."

He listened for a while, put down the phone, and said to the two of them: "The dean will be back soon, I will report to him in person and discuss how to promote it.

Professor Qin and the department head said goodbye and left.

The two of them were walking and chatting.

"Jiang Zhe, this student is only a sophomore, and he has achieved such results. It was a great decision to recruit him at that time. When he graduates from his senior year, if nothing goes wrong, I'm afraid many people will want him to study for their graduate school." The department head said to Professor Qin, "Old Qin, you have to prepare in advance. I don't care, as long as he is not poached by other schools."

Professor Qin said: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

……

After lunch, Jiang Zhe and Chen Yan returned to the studio with their bags and began their own world...

Chen Yan woke up from her sleep. When she moved, Jiang Zhe also woke up.

Because they didn’t get enough rest last night, both of them fell asleep after exercising.

Jiang Zhe picked up the phone and took a look.

There were seven or eight missed calls. One of them was Wang Zhen's number. She also sent a text message,
"I'm already at the gallery. If you have time, you can come to the gallery."

Jiang Zhe checked the time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. He replied, and it was received, an hour later.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yan asked.

Jiang Zhe said, "I'm going to Wang Zhen's gallery. There are some follow-up matters."

"Okay, I'll go straight home."

"I'll drive you."

Jiang Zhe waited until Chen Yan was more sober and packed up, then sent her home and drove to the gallery.

When I entered the gallery, the staff I met all greeted me with a smile: "Mr. Jiang, congratulations!"

"Congratulations, your work is a big hit."

"Thank you!" Jiang Zhe responded one by one.

Wang Zhen came out of the office and waved to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe came to Wang Zhen’s office and saw that Wang Zhen had dark circles under his eyes.

"Didn't you go back to catch up on your sleep? Why do you look so haggard?"

Wang Zhen smiled: "I'm not as relaxed as you. I made a few calls this morning and had a few business deals. I was busy until noon and had no time to catch up on my sleep. So I came to work in the gallery." She paused and said, "I think this may be an opportunity for you to take off, so I have a few things to remind you."

(End of this chapter)