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

It was almost noon when Jiang Zhe answered the phone. The sun was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. However, the news brought by Gu Qian was like a breeze, making him feel comfortable.

"Really? This is really good news." Jiang Zhe said as he looked around and walked to a secluded place.

“I thought this selection might be in jeopardy.”

"You should have confidence in your level. You also saw it when you submitted your work. Your paintings are very conspicuous in the exhibition hall. During the selection process, many people passed by the exhibition hall and noticed your work at first sight." Gu Qian was also in a good mood and relayed all the news she knew to Jiang Zhe.

The first two rounds of the selection process were similar to what Gu Qian had told Jiang Zhe. Some people had indeed voted against Jiang Zhe. In the final round of selection, when some works were to be eliminated, some arguments arose.

The staff member in charge of statistics told Gu Qian that in the end, two people voted against Jiang Zhe, and the rest of the judges voted in favor.

The works that were screened out had at least three or even four votes against them. Therefore, Jiang Zhe's name remained in the list of selected candidates.

Jiang Zhe listened to Gu Qian's description and guessed the reason behind the result. Was it the work itself? Attribute improvement? Or was there an unexpected factor?

He said to Gu Qian: "Can you give me a list of the judges who voted in favor? If possible, I will find a chance to express my opinion."

"Okay, I'll try my best to get it for you."

Jiang Zhe thanked Gu Qian again, and the two ended the call.

Jiang Zhe put away his phone, looked at the busy road in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Being able to enter the provincial selection, the initial goal has been achieved. Although I have considered that even if I fail, it will not have a big impact on me, but if I am screened out at the municipal selection, it is really a bit embarrassing.

Now, it's much easier.

As for the higher-level selection, we can only leave it to fate. After all, there are too many competitors.

When I walked to the cafeteria, I saw Chen Yan was already waiting for me.

Jiang Zhe walked over and lined up with her.

Seeing that Jiang Zhe was calm, but with a look of joy between his eyebrows and eyes that were particularly bright, Chen Yan asked, "Did something happy happen to you?"

Jiang Zhe leaned over to Chen Yan's ear and whispered, "Gu Qian just called me and the results of the city-level selection are out. My work should have been selected."

"Really? That's great!" Chen Yan's voice was so loud that it attracted the attention of people around her.

Jiang Zhe hurriedly patted her shoulder and signaled her to keep her voice down.

Chen Yan smiled and apologized to the people around her, then looked at Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe said, "Let's talk about it later."

Being in a good mood and with a good appetite, Jiang Zhe specially ordered more dishes and drinks.

After finding a seat and sitting down, Chen Yan saw that there were not many people around, so she asked, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Jiang Zhe said: "I don't know much about the specific situation. There were three rounds of selection in total. I was selected by luck."

"Who else from our school has been selected?"

Jiang Zhe shook his head: "I don't know."

Chen Yan picked up a piece of steamed pork with rice flour and put it in Jiang Zhe's bowl: "Reward yourself."

In the small cafeteria, more and more people came to eat, and the seats were soon filled up.

Jiang Zhe and the other person no longer discussed the selection matter.

However, there is discussion around.

"I heard that the works of several teachers and students from the Chinese painting department were selected. Is that true?"

"There's no smoke without fire."

"What about our major?"

“It’s possible that the whole army will be wiped out.”

Jiang Zhe raised his head and glanced at the people who were discussing.

Unfortunately, I can’t remember what their majors were.

After lunch, they walked out and saw people still queuing. They could vaguely hear some people discussing. During the afternoon class, Wang Zhen sent Jiang Zhe a text message: I have received the confirmed news that your work has been selected. The news was just released this afternoon.

Jiang Zhe read the text message and replied to Wang Zhen: "Received, thank you."

It was not until the break between classes that he called Wang Zhen.

The noise from Wang Zhen's place is very noisy.

"Jiang Zhe, congratulations first."

Jiang Zhe said: "Thanks to you for running around."

Wang Zhen said, "My role is not big. The main thing is that your work is good. Lan Xin's work was also selected. When you see her, tell her."

"Really? Where's Mou Xing?" Jiang Zhe was also very happy to hear the news. Then he asked, "Where's Mou Xing?"

Wang Zhen said: "Mou Xing's work was not selected." She told Jiang Zhe the news.

According to her, during the selection process, there was no suspense about Jiang Zhe's selection. Lan Xin originally had little hope of being selected, but because one judge suggested increasing the proportion of female painters, Lan Xin was selected.

She asked Jiang Zhe not to tell anyone about this.

Jiang Zhe agreed.

He had just finished the call when he heard a prompt from the system.

Click on the system and see the prompt:
Your work has passed the city-level selection. The trigger is a challenge task. If your work can enter the provincial or national level in the next selection, the system will issue corresponding rewards.

Jiang Zhe clicks to receive the task.

He walked back, thinking.

It is too late to modify the work, so there is nothing I can do about it. But if I can improve it in other aspects during this period, it may have some effect.

When school was over, Jiang Zhe left the classroom and waited for Lan Xin outside the teaching building.

Some students passing by were discussing which work of a certain teacher was selected.

From noon till now, some news has been reported. Since Jiang Zhe has not seen the full list of candidates, he does not know whether the news is true or false.

Soon, he saw Lan Xin and several classmates walking out of the teaching building.

When Lan Xin saw Jiang Zhe waving, she knew that he must have something to do, so she said a few words to her classmates and went to find Jiang Zhe.

The two of them came to the side of the road, and Jiang Zhe said, "Congratulations first. Manager Wang asked me to inform you that your work has been selected."

Lan Xin was stunned for a moment, her eyes lit up, and then she asked in disbelief, "Really? It's a city-level selection, and you were selected?"

Jiang Zhe nodded.

Lan Xin laughed out loud at first, but then asked, "Is this news... that so many teachers and students will participate, and there are also many professional painters in society?"

Jiang Zhe said: "Manager Wang told me the news. The official news was announced this afternoon. I estimate that the school will issue a notice tomorrow. Have some confidence in yourself."

"That's great." Lan Xin cheered.

After the excitement wore off, she said, "Thank you, can I borrow your phone? I want to..."

Jiang Zhe took out his cell phone and handed it to Lan Xin.

Lan Xin called Wang Zhen to express her gratitude.

When the call was over, Jiang Zhe said, "Are you relieved?"

Lan Xin said: "Congratulations to you too. It makes you feel more at ease to have someone familiar to keep you company."

She wanted to say something else, but a classmate came to see her, so they had to say goodbye.

The next day at noon, Jiang Zhe received a text message from Chen Yan: The school posted a notice and I saw your name.

(End of this chapter)