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"What good news? If you call it good news, it must be good news." The department head said in a relaxed tone, motioning Professor Qin to walk while talking.

"Something seemed to have gone wrong in the national trials we participated in," Professor Qin said seriously.

"What do you mean?" The smile on the dean's face gradually disappeared. He immediately thought of today's meeting, when Professor Qin was a little too serious after calling back, and guessed that something was wrong.

"It's about participating in the Venice Biennale. It was already decided, but something went wrong." Professor Qin said in a low voice when he saw someone coming over.

"What? It's true." The dean paused, dealt with the person who was walking towards him, and then said, "Come on, let's talk in my office. Where did you get the news?"

"My classmates called me and told me. The news came out this morning."

The two came to the office.

The department head asked Professor Qin to sit down and said, "Tell me, what exactly is going on? How can this be considered good news?"

Professor Qin said: "My classmates told me that the national selection was originally held to select outstanding works for the exhibition in the national pavilion of the Biennale. This is the first time, so several relevant departments attach great importance to it."

The department head nodded, he knew all this.

“But when we contacted the Biennale, some problems arose. We had made preparations in China, but the other party suddenly put forward some conditions.

They said we had some problems and did not meet their requirements. If we wanted to participate, we had to meet all the requirements. They said the requirements were very strict.

"Do you know what the conditions are?"

"There are many. I remember one of them was health and safety."

"Is this discrimination against us? Do other countries have the same requirement?" asked the department head.

"do not know."

"What happened later?" the department head continued to ask.

"The competent department of our selection competition has failed to make any efforts after several attempts at coordination, so the news has been delayed until now. The final decision is not to go to Venice to participate in the exhibition, but to exhibit it directly in our country," said Professor Qin.

"Is this good news?" The department head said, and he had already thought of something.

"My classmates told me that there is a quota limit for the national selection, so the selection is very strict. But since the exhibition will be held domestically, there will be ample space. It is possible, I mean it is possible, that the number of places will increase." Professor Qin did not make his words very certain.

The department head has already reacted and his eyes lit up.

Professor Qin said: "My classmates said that the scope of works selected for the exhibition may be expanded. Even the most optimistic estimate is that all works participating in the national selection may be included in the exhibition."

The department head smiled and said, "If that's the case, then it's really good news. Of course, we are happy, not gloating.

It is because, after all, it is a good thing to be able to earn honors. Is this news confirmed?" said the dean.

"It has been confirmed that the exhibition will not go to Venice. It is confirmed that the exhibition will be held in China, but the specific form and who will participate are still under discussion."

The dean stood up, poured a glass of water for Professor Qin, and placed it in front of him: "If this is true, you have great hope."

Without waiting for Professor Qin to respond, he said to himself: "It's a pity. If it can be confirmed, we can publicize it earlier, and even use this good news when recruiting students this year."

Professor Qin said, "I can tell you something. Even if this doesn't work out, there is still one thing that can make up for it."

"whats the matter?"

"Jiang Zhe came to see me last week."

"Oh, and him too." The department head nodded, but he was wrong.

"He has received an invitation to the Biennale and is planning to participate in the invitational exhibition. Is this the news?"

"Are you sure? When?" The dean's eyes lit up. Professor Qin had discussed this with Jiang Zhe, so he chose this time to inform the dean.

"Why are you telling me now?" The department head complained after listening to Professor Qin's detailed description.

"Jiang Zhe was also afraid that something might go wrong in the process, so as to avoid any misunderstandings."

"This kid is really steady. He won't give up until the very end."

"It's better to be cautious. This is a safe way to do things." Professor Qin became more and more satisfied with this student.

"By the way, since there is a problem in communication between the two parties, how can his work be included?" The department head thought of a question.

"I sent Jiang Zhe's works to the museum a long time ago. Since they were recommended by foreign galleries and auction companies, they were not affected."

The department head asked, “Now that it’s confirmed, we need to publicize it.”

Professor Qin said: "Follow the school's arrangements."

"Okay, I will report this to the school right away. You have done a great job for the school. This year's supervision and the upgrade of our college's majors are good news and will be a plus."

The department head was very happy and even began to fantasize: "You said, if the news you said is confirmed, you can all participate in the national exhibition. Then, it will be two good news, how great it would be."

Professor Qin said: "I think so too. I'm just worried that my happiness will be in vain."

"It hasn't been announced yet. Let's think on the bright side."

The two began to chat about the good news.

At noon, after Jiang Zhe accompanied Chen Yan for a walk, he returned to his car and prepared to rest for a while.

My cell phone rang. It was a text message from Sister Liao: Xiaozhe, are you taking a lunch break?

Jiang Zhe replied: I'm in the car, can I call you?

Before he could dial the number, Sister Liao had already called.

"Excuse me for interrupting your lunch break. I want to tell you something."

"You say."

"I heard a piece of news. You participated in the national selection and were originally going to exhibit in Venice. But something unexpected happened.

What we can confirm now is that there is no way to attend the exhibition."

"What's the reason?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"There are many reasons, the main one being that the other party put forward various conditions. We simply could not meet them, so we changed to hold the exhibition in China."

Jiang Zhe remembered that the reason why he had not been able to complete his mission was because the matter had not been settled yet.

"Does this matter affect me?"

"Of course.

"In order to eliminate some negative influences, the exhibition, which is being held in China this time, must not only be held, but also have a greater impact." Sister Liao said, "It is possible that the number of works on display will be much larger than originally expected.

You may be able to participate in the exhibition, although not in Venice, but for you, this is a good opportunity. "

"I understand." Jiang Zhe replied: "Sister Liao. I don't want my affairs to affect you. So, just let it go."

Sister Liao said: "Don't worry, I'm not a child. Hey~ I recently learned some yoga moves..." (End of this chapter)