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

Jiang Zhe dipped the brush into paint and signed the painting.

Usually at this point the painting is complete.

Someone nearby started to make a noise: "Jiang Zhe, your calligraphy and seal carving are both good, you can put your seal on the painting."

"Yes, this is a fusion of Chinese and Western styles."

"This painting is for the association to collect."

Jiang Zhe looked at Professor Qin and Director Xing.

Seeing that they also suggested stamping the picture themselves, he took out a seal, dipped it in ink, and stamped a corner of the picture.

"Okay, this painting is even more perfect." Director Xing exclaimed.

Before, he saw Jiang Zhe's paintings. He immediately thought of a way to make this event more colorful and make it so that those who have a problem with the recruitment will not have an excuse.

He secretly discussed with Jiang Zhe whether the painting could be donated to the association and hung in the association's office so that it could be counted as the association's collection.

Jiang Cheng agreed without hesitation.

Donation is inevitable for painters. Many painters donate a large number of their works and collections to art galleries and museums in their later years for collection.

One reason is to ensure that one's works can be well preserved and seen by future generations. Another reason is to prevent a large number of works from entering the market and driving down the price of paintings. By the way, it can also enhance one's reputation.

Being collected by an association can also be considered as increasing one's value.

The other four young painters who had just joined the association benefited from Jiang Zhe's influence and each of them had a work collected by the association as a good testimony to this recruitment ceremony.

As soon as this information was announced, many people expressed their agreement.

The other painters were grateful for Director Xing's advice and Jiang Zhe's efforts, but at the same time they felt that their works at the calligraphy club were just to get by and were not good enough to present.

A teacher from Sichuan Fine Arts Institute whispered to Zhou Jiayu, "Your child has drawn several paintings. It's OK to just do it for daily use, but it would be embarrassing if you really collect them. I have already talked to Director Xing. You can draw another one and collect it, and I will give this one back."

"Thank you, teacher. I know."

Several other families had the same idea.

After the event, many people received small souvenirs and left one after another.

Jiang Zhe and Teacher Qin made an appointment with Director Xing for lunch.

A few people stayed until the end, and when they were walking out, they happened to meet Liu Jie who was also walking out.

Liu Jie had nothing in his hands, and he was probably in a bad mood.

It would be unreasonable not to say hello when you meet someone in person.

Xing Li spoke up in advance: "Commissioner Liu, I'm going to have lunch with Professor Qin and Jiang Zhe at noon. What are your plans?"

Jiang Zhe and Teacher Qin looked at each other.

Professor Qin asked, "Commissioner Liu, shall we have a quick meal together?"

Liu Jie looked at the few people and said with a smile: "Thank you, I have already made an appointment at noon, so today is really inconvenient. Let's wait for another day."

He looked at Jiang Zhe. "Congratulations. I did that for work. Don't take it personally."

Jiang Zhe heard him say this and became more wary of this man. "Don't say that. I was young and reckless before. I hope you can give me more guidance in the future."

The two people seemed to have forgiven each other and exchanged a few polite words, then cursed each other in their hearts as they turned and left.

"Old fox."

"Little Fox."

At the lunch banquet, Jiang Zhe and Teacher Qin invited all the friends they could, in addition to Director Xing and several people from the association.

When they were half drunk, everyone talked about Jiang Zhe's upcoming trip to Venice.

Director Xing was a little drunk and wasn't as cautious in his words as before.

"Jiang Zhe, although you are participating in the exhibition in the name of a person, you are a painter of our country after all, and you are representing our country when you go out. Therefore, you should be reasonable and restrained, neither humble nor arrogant. What troubles should we not cause? We should publicize what should be publicized. If you encounter provocations or discrimination, don't be afraid. Although it is on their territory, if you encounter such a thing, contact our overseas personnel immediately, because we can't afford to suffer some losses."

"Yes." The others agreed.

Jiang Zhe expressed his gratitude.

Several people who had been abroad or participated in activities shared their experiences with Jiang Zhe.

Someone asked Jiang Zhe if he hired a translator or guide.

Teacher Wei said: "You underestimate Jiang Zhe. Jiang Zhe's foreign language skills are very good, better than many translators."

"You're also good at foreign languages, that's great. I think you won't encounter any obstacles when you apply for graduate school." A teacher began to complain: "When recruiting graduate students in the past two years, many people were stuck with foreign languages."

Others, under the influence of alcohol, started to complain about some phenomena.

Fortunately, no one took what was said at the dinner table seriously.

Director Xing felt a little tipsy and asked to leave. Others left one after another.

Jiang Zhe and Teacher Qin saw everyone off.

Before getting on the bus, Director Xing repeatedly reminded me to contact him in time if I encountered any problems. If I was unsure, I should not say anything and I could pretend that I did not understand.

Jiang Zhe could tell that Director Xing was worried that he had said something he shouldn't have said while abroad and was being used by someone with ulterior motives.

Because there was no Wang Zhen to help block the drinking, Professor Qin and Jiang Zhe both drank a lot.

Back to the hotel, I started to rest.

After sobering up, Jiang Zhe found that it was already evening.

I didn't eat much at noon, and when the alcohol wore off, my stomach felt empty and a little uncomfortable.

I went to the hotel restaurant and drank a bowl of white porridge, which made me feel better.

I regained my spirits, took out my phone, and saw several missed calls, including two from my parents.

Jiang Zhe called home. Jiang Yi answered the phone.

"I called you but you didn't answer. Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Zhe recounted what happened in the afternoon.

"You're out there by yourself, so be careful."

Jiang Zhe asked, "You called me, is there something wrong at home?"

"We are fine. We have good news for you. Our Binhai evening paper published the news that your work was exhibited for the first time.

I tell you, all our relatives and friends saw it."

Jiang Zhe could tell that this news made his parents very happy.

He was also happy. According to past experience, publishing favorable news in newspapers would not only increase his fame, but also increase the system's honor value.

That night, Sister Liao called Jiang Zhe.

He learned that the provincial newspaper published a list of provincial painters who would participate in the capital's art exhibition, and Jiang Zhe's name was among them.

At the end of the report, there is news that Jiang Zhe will also participate in the Biennale.

"Have you discussed this beforehand? Will we publish the report together?" Jiang Zhe wondered, how could the publication times be so consistent?
“It’s not a discussion, but we need to confirm that this news can be published.

Don't worry about these things.

I can't see you off to Venice, so please be careful."

"Don't worry, I'm an adult."

Sister Liao was reluctant to leave and said some more private words.

The next day, many friends couldn't go to the airport to see me off, so they said goodbye in advance.

Following the advice of Teacher Qin and others, Jiang Zhe decided to buy some specialties of the capital as souvenirs, which he could give to suitable friends when he met them.

After hearing this, Meng Xi offered to help.

With her guidance, Jiang Zhe bought some inner-painted snuff bottles, small cloisonné and other handicrafts. The items were not big, but they were all very exquisite.

After working until noon, Jiang Zhe said, "I'll treat you to lunch today as a thank you."

"No, I'm treating you as a farewell."

"Don't be polite to me. You choose the place."

Meng Xi did not choose a high-end restaurant, but instead chose a restaurant that she thought was particularly authentic.

Some dishes and delicacies suitable for summer were served one after another.

Meng Xi said: "Jiang Zhe, after I participated in the event with Teacher Yang, my original thoughts have changed a little."

Jiang Zhe recalled that after the event that day, Teacher Yang asked the students to disperse and did not invite these students to the subsequent banquet.

He thought Meng Xi was upset, so he said, "Don't take the banquet to heart."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Meng Xi explained: "I understand what happened that day. I can't attend yet. If I force myself to go, it will only be embarrassing.

After I saw Ms. Cheng, an idea suddenly came to my mind.

My paintings are not as good as those of these painters.

If I continue on this path, I may never catch up with them in my lifetime.

So, I wondered if I could change my thinking?

You said that I have strong ability to interact with people, and I think I’m okay.

At the same time, I have some knowledge and contact with the painting circle. I wondered if I could expand my horizons in the field of painting, find a way out, and maybe do something more interesting, like Ms. Cheng. Maybe I can do better than her, or better than Manager Wang. ”

Jiang Zhe heard the system prompt at the same time, but had no time to check it.

"Did you think of anything specific? Or is this still just a thought?"

Meng Xi said: “I need to observe the specific things.

There are probably a few things I can think of right now.

One is galleries and art dealers, the other is animation, and the other is film and television art. However, these goals are a bit too big. This is just my idea, maybe I will find a better opportunity, or an opportunity that is more suitable for me. "

Taking the opportunity to drink water, Jiang Zhe checked the system prompts.

Mengxi's ideas have changed, and you will be exposed to special opportunities...

Jiang Zhe judged that the system might be a hint that Meng Xi's ideas were correct or the direction was correct.

He did not hesitate and said, "I fully support your idea. Everyone should follow a path that suits them and give full play to their own expertise.

In this way, you can achieve success and feel rewarded and happy. If you feel good about it, then it's fine.

As for what to do specifically, you need to consider it carefully.

When I say support, I mean it’s not just talk.

If you need my help, I will do my best. ”

"Why are you so nice to me? Do you have any ideas?" Meng Xi said with a smile.

Jiang Zhe explained: "I am optimistic about your character and ability, and I think you are a person with potential."

"I've kept your words in mind." Meng Xi raised his glass.

The two people's cups clinked together.

(End of this chapter)