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

Chapter 384, Challenging Mission, International Exhibition
In Wang Zhen’s office.

Jiang Zhe took a small calligraphy brush and wrote a line of words on a piece of paper - wonderful writing, customized by Jiang Zhe.

Feeling satisfied, I changed to an art pen and wrote a line of English. The content was the same as the previous text.

He put down his pen, looked at the two pieces of paper, and said to Wang Zhen, "Engrave it like this."

Wang Zhen looked at the words on the paper and said, "I don't quite understand the beauty of English, but your calligraphy is really beautiful."

"Thank you."

"Don't worry, I'll fax it to them and ask them to carve it according to this handwriting."

After Jiang Zhe customized the oil painting brushes, he also customized a batch of brushes from another brush shop.

According to his design, there should be two lines of text on the customized pen, one line in Chinese and one line in English.

The pen holder is engraved with his own handwriting, which makes it more memorable.

After discussing this matter, Jiang Zhe took out two of his color drafts.

"Help me take a look at these two paintings."

Both paintings were in quarto size, and Wang Zhen looked at the first one first.

The spacious museum interior is bustling with visitors. Although there are many contents, it is not messy at all. The color tone is mainly warm gray, and the transparency of watercolor makes people feel very comfortable.

"This painting has the charm of classical painting." Wang Zhen commented: "It is also very detailed. I can't find any fault with it."

She looked at another watercolor.

This painting has a strong effect of light and dark.

The road is in the shadows among the tall buildings in the city. In the shadows, there are both refracted and reflected light from the sun and some flashing lights from cars.

In the strong contrast between light and dark, the colors are still very bright.

There are many pedestrians on the sidewalks on both sides of the road. By depicting several pedestrians nearby, the changes in space and light and shade are expressed. The whole painting has a hazy and dreamy feeling.

Wang Zhen said as he looked at it, "Although this painting is a watercolor, it has the charm of an oil painting and is also very beautiful. Seeing this painting reminds me of the scenes we saw when we were sitting in a taxi and passing those intersections. Some places are more beautiful because they seem to be true and false. Very good, put these two watercolors here for exhibition."

Jiang Zhe said, "Don't worry, I'm drawing two color drafts, and I'll have to sort them out into oil paintings after I go back."

Wang Zhen asked: "What are your plans for this semester?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Not yet. Do you have any suggestions?"

Wang Zhen said: "You haven't forgotten the Venice Biennale, right?"

Jiang Zhe told the truth: "I haven't forgotten, but I haven't started preparing yet."

Wang Zhen said: "In June, the 50th Venice International Art Biennale will be held. You can start thinking about it. Some of your previous works can also be used for the exhibition, but it is better to bring out new works.

You have won an award in Venice before, so you still have hope.

At the very least, I'd at least get into the exhibition.

I heard that this year, our country will enter the exhibition for the first time in the form of a national pavilion. I wonder if we can get this opportunity. "

"Is it possible?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"If I can't get this opportunity, I will think of other ways. No matter what, let your work be shown there." Wang Zhen seemed full of confidence.

Jiang Zhe thought that if there were no better works, he could exhibit the works that were rated by the system as being of the level to be passed down from generation to generation.

He trusts the judgment of the system.

Listening to Wang Zhen talking about the exhibition, he suddenly remembered that in his previous life, a lot of things happened in 2003. He wondered if it would have any impact on the exhibition.

In my previous life, I didn’t pay any attention to these international competitions.

"In addition, our country will have several national competitions before June. I will pay attention to them for you then." Wang Zhen instructed.

"I'll start preparing as soon as possible."

"Such a subject matter..." Wang Zhen pointed at Jiang Zhe's two watercolor paintings. "It's fine to use it as practice, but it's not suitable for exhibition. After all, you're painting something from the United States. For this kind of international exhibition, people would rather see the changes in Chinese art through this window."

Jiang Zhe nodded: "I understand, I'll do my best." He looked at the time and said goodbye.

When I left the office, I saw Mou Xing and others were also preparing to leave.

Jiang Zhe said that he could send them back.

The few people were very familiar with each other and were not polite.

Jiang Zhe said to Wang Zhen, "Manager Wang, you go back. I'll take them back."

"drive safely."

Jiang Zhe and several teachers came to the parking lot.

Fu Min and the other two debated about who should sit in the co-pilot seat, and in the end, Mou Xing got it.

According to the proximity of the three people's home addresses, Jiang Zhe sent Fu Min and Mou Xing home in turn, and finally sent Lan Xin home.

When he was about to arrive, he asked Lan Xin, "Lan Xin, are you going home or to the market stall?"

Lan Xin only gave a rough location, indicating that she could get off at an intersection closer to her home.

Jiang Zhe said: "You don't have to be polite. Since I'm giving you a gift, I'll send you home."

Lan Xin said: "Then ~ let's go to the market."

Jiang Zhe drove to the market and chose a suitable location to park the car.

Lan Xin picked up her things and said to Jiang Zhe, "Thank you for giving it to me."

Jiang Zhe said, "You're welcome. By the way, I saw you busy at the stall last time."

"Well, what's wrong?" Lan Xin stopped opening the car door.

"After I went back, I felt that this scene had a breath of life, so I drew a few sketches. If you don't mind, I would like to paint it into an oil painting." Jiang Zhe asked. After all, Lan Xin appeared in the painting.

Lan Xin smiled: "It's okay, just draw me and make me look better."

"Don't worry, I will definitely paint you in a diligent and beautiful way."

Lan Xin got out of the car, closed the door, and waved to Jiang Zhe, "Be careful."

Jiang Zhe waved and started the car.

Lan Xin watched the car drive away before walking towards her own stall.

Jiang Zhe returned to the studio and turned on the system.

When I was in the gallery, I heard the system beep, but I didn't have time to check it.

A prompt appears on the System page.

Players learn about the Venice Biennale and trigger a challenge mission.

Please participate in the Biennale and conquer more audiences with your works.

The system will make a comprehensive calculation and issue rewards based on your work, the positive reviews it receives, and the awards you win.

There is no penalty for failed challenges.

Do you accept the challenge?

Jiang Zhe recalled his understanding of the Biennale. In previous exhibitions, it seemed that only one person from China won the award.

It is very difficult to participate in such an international exhibition or even to be noticed, let alone to receive praise and awards.

However, there is no penalty even if this task cannot be completed, so he clicks to accept the challenge task.

The goals for the next semester have been set, and with goals comes motivation.

He calmed down and began to think about new creations.

(End of this chapter)