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

capital Airport.

Wang Zhen is leaving for Venice today, and Jiang Zhe comes to see him off.

"The activities here have come to an end, you should leave as soon as possible." She instructed Jiang Zhe.

"Don't worry, it won't delay anything." Jiang Zhe replied.

Wang Zhen was very careful and gave instructions on many things.

Liu Jie has been very quiet these past two days, so Wang Zhen guessed that everything should be fine for the time being.

Following Sister Liao's instructions, Jiang Zhe visited some people and then continued to participate in activities. He used the remaining time to visit art galleries and museums to increase his learning.

There are some things that Sister Liao doesn't want others to know, not even Wang Zhen.

But she could sense that Liu Jie seemed to have stopped his attack.

Jiang Zhe said: "What happened to him has nothing to do with us. You are right, let's follow our plan and do things step by step."

"Okay, I'm going through security now." Wang Zhen said goodbye to Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe said: "Be careful."

He watched Wang Zhen pass through security and disappear into the passage.

On that day, Jiang Zhe and Professor Qin attended an event again. This was one of the series of activities for the exhibition. There were many people attending, and Jiang Zhe met some people he had just met.

Professor Qin received a call. After the call ended, he came to find Jiang Zhe.

"Jiang Zhe, get ready. A director of the Artists Association will come to see you in a moment." His tone was filled with joy.

"Do you know what it is about?" Jiang Zhe asked.

"That's a good thing. Maybe we can directly recruit you into the Artists Association."

"Really?" Jiang Zhe was a little surprised.

"The notice was a bit sudden. I thought that I would not be able to complete your participation in the association during this visit to the capital, but I didn't expect that several people would take the initiative to bring up this matter."

When they met for the first time, the two of them were waiting at the entrance of the venue.

Soon, a man with gray hair and a side-parted hairstyle came over side by side with a young man.

"Hello, Professor Qin." The man took the initiative to greet Professor Qin, exchanged pleasantries, and then looked at Jiang Zhe.

"Hello Jiang Zhe, my name is Xing Min. I have admired your work. Today is the first time we meet. I just spoke to the venue manager on the phone. I have borrowed a small room. Can we talk alone?"

"I'll listen to you." Jiang Zhe said.

A staff member of the venue opened a lounge for them.

There are tables and chairs in the lounge.

Jiang Zhe and Professor Qin sat down, and Director Xing and the young man sat opposite them.

Through the introduction, I learned that the young man was a new staff member.

"First of all, congratulations on participating in the Biennale invitational exhibition. This is a happy event and also a glory for our country." Director Xing started by saying good things.

In recent days, Jiang Zhe participated in activities and found that everyone no longer seemed to avoid this matter, and many people began to establish good relationships with Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe had already adapted and immediately became humble.

"We heard that you are not a member of the Artists Association yet. We have discussed internally and feel that young talents like you should join the association and work together for the cultural cause. Do you have this intention?" Xing Min stated his purpose straight away.

Following Professor Qin's instructions, Jiang Zhe expressed his willingness to join.

"Okay, that's good. Let me tell you the conditions." Xing Min took out a document and read out the articles one by one in order.

"Although these provisions sound troublesome, there are not many actual restrictions, especially for you."

After Xing Min finished the introduction, he needed to confirm some information.

“You have a work collected in a provincial art gallery?”

"Have."

"Have you ever participated in a provincial exhibition?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhe noticed that while Xing Min was asking for information and recording it, he seemed to be more concerned about domestic competitions and exhibitions.

Finally, Xing Min asked about the process of the Biennale invitational exhibition, wrote down the information, and said, "Your conditions are sufficient, so please fill out this application form."

He took out two application forms. Jiang Zhe took them, took a look, and started filling them out according to the staff's instructions.

While he was filling out the forms, Professor Qin and Director Xing were chatting about family matters and things in these circles.

After Jiang Zhe finished filling out the form and confirmed that it was correct, Xing Min took the form, browsed it and checked it.

"Good handwriting. I have seen your oil paintings, but not your calligraphy. I heard from friends that the calligraphy you displayed at the calligraphy meeting was excellent. After taking a look today, I find that it is indeed worthy of its reputation." Xing Min said.

"You are ridiculous."

"We also have to follow the procedures, so don't worry. After completing the procedures here, we will hand over the information to Professor Qin, or send it directly to your home."

"Thank you for your hard work." Jiang Zhe said.

"I have something else to do. Let's go back first." Director Xing said decisively.

After completing the main task, he immediately said goodbye.

Professor Qin and Jiang Zhe escorted the people to the entrance of the venue.

Professor Qin was very happy watching the two of them leave in the car. "I didn't expect that this matter would turn out so well. They took the initiative to propose it, which saved you a lot of time. If you really applied by yourself, it would never be as simple as it is now."

The two returned to the venue.

On the way, many people Jiang Zhe met took the initiative to greet him, and were more enthusiastic than when they first met today.

Some people also started whispering to those around them after seeing Jiang Zhe.

"This young man is not simple. I just heard that he is going to join the Artists Association.

"What background?"

"Director Xing, come here. Just for this matter?"

The news that Jiang Zhe was going to join the association spread very quickly, and some people who came to participate in the event were even adding fuel to the fire.

"He and Liu Jie had a conflict, but nothing has happened so far?"

Another person said: "I heard that Liu Jie is very busy these two days. Unfortunately, I don't have any clues."

"I heard from a friend that Liu Jie might have suffered a loss this time, otherwise there wouldn't be any movement until now."

Those who participated in the discussion did not know much about Jiang Zhe's situation, but they knew Liu Jie very well and knew that he was not a broad-minded person and would not give up so easily.

Jiang Zhe's performance made many people speculate that Liu Jie definitely suffered a loss.

As this argument continued to spread, some people took the initiative to come over and chat with Jiang Zhe in order to get closer to him.

As a result, Jiang Zhe had almost no space and time.

He thought that if he could endure for a few more days, he would be able to temporarily escape from these things.

In the evening, in the living room of a villa.

Liu Jie sat on the sofa in a daze.

Soon, the staff came over to remind us.

"Mr. Liu, Mr. Lu wants you to go to the study."

"Okay, thank you." Liu Jie stood up and followed the staff to the door of the study.

After the staff knocked on the door and heard "Come in", they invited Liu Jie into the study.

Behind the desk sat an old man who was slightly fat and had sparse hair.

The old man is concentrating on viewing a book.

Liu Jie walked up and greeted the old man.

The old man said nothing and continued to admire the calligraphy works.

(End of this chapter)