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

In the evening, Jiang Zhe said goodbye to Francesca and little Amy, and walked towards the hotel where they were staying in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After a few hours of getting along, the relationship between the three people quickly became closer.

Little Amy asked Jiang Zhe to visit other museums.

In her opinion, the Guggenheim Museum has a lot of good works to learn from.

Francesca suggested inviting several young painters of similar age to participate together.

The two people started from different angles, but both were in line with Jiang Zhe's wishes.

Whether it is to observe and learn or to communicate with peers, especially some potential peers, it is an opportunity to improve yourself.

After going through a lot of things, Jiang Zhe is no longer averse to expanding his circle of friends through socializing.

Communication is a double-edged sword. If you don't have contact with the outside world, you will isolate yourself; too much ineffective communication will easily make you lose yourself.

Jiang Zhe returned to the hotel and knocked on Wang Zhen's door without knowing whether she had eaten yet.

Wang Zhen opened the door and saw that it was Jiang Zhe who came back. He hurriedly said, "Oh, you're back. I wanted to call you."

Seeing that she was a little excited, Jiang Zhe asked, "What's wrong? What's going on this afternoon?"

"Great thing."

Jiang Zhe said: "Since it's a good thing, let's talk about it while eating. I'm a little hungry."

Wang Zhen shook his head: "It's not convenient to talk in a dining area. Let's talk alone."

Jiang Zhe immediately went into the house and closed the door.

Wang Zhen didn't beat around the bush and went straight to telling him about his afternoon experience.

Even in the house, she kept her voice down.

"I have contacted some friends I know here. During the meeting this morning, although many people did not say anything on the surface, a few people gave good comments on your work, which has another meaning."

Jiang Zhe said: "What do you mean?"

"It is possible that your name will appear on the nomination list for the Most Promising Artist Award," said Wang Zhen.

Jiang Ze was puzzled: "Isn't that right? The award ceremony has already ended."

他来到威尼斯之后，已经了解过流程。整个展览过程，从6月15日至11月2日。6月12日至14日是3天的预展。

A press conference will be held on June 6, an opening ceremony and award ceremony will be held on the afternoon of June 13, and the exhibition will be officially open to the public on June 14.

Wang Zhen said: “According to previous procedures, it has indeed been settled, but the situation this time is special.

Because there are many young artists participating in the exhibition, there will be a Most Promising Artist Award. It is said that it will be awarded to at least two people, one to encourage domestic artists and one to encourage foreign artists. It's a bit like..."

Jiang Zhe continued: "Why does it feel a bit like a consolation prize or a participation prize?"

Wang Zhen smiled and said, "That's a little bit true, but don't look down on me. Many people want to be nominated, but they can't do it.

Our original goal was that after you participated in this gathering, you would stand out among the many critics, focus on one of them, and be able to make a brief mention of you in some subsequent reports.

According to the plan, you should focus on preparing for the Biennial in two years. But unexpectedly, Amy and Andrew suddenly gave very good comments on your work.

They are both judges, and with their support, you have great hope of being nominated.”

"They didn't seem to have made it clear." Jiang Zhe said, and he laughed. This question was a bit naive. "It's impossible to have made it clear. What they said to you when they met not only expressed their own meaning, but also tested the people around them. If there is not much opposition, it is very likely that you will be nominated. Anyway, it's not the final award." Wang Zhen explained in detail.

"Is there anything I can do?" Jiang Zhe didn't know what to do.

"At this time, you can't do anything. You can only do it through some middlemen. This industry is already very mature." Wang Zhen said.
“If necessary, you have to wait here for a few more days to get the exact news. If we are really nominated, then we have exceeded our mission in Venice this time.

Believe it or not, as long as you get the nomination, there will definitely be reports in China, and many departments will take the initiative to help you promote. This is more powerful than our own publicity. "Wang Zhen said, no longer caring about suppressing his tone.

"So, don't underestimate this nomination. It will save you a lot of time in your struggle."

Jiang Zhe thought that winning the award was great, but… "Will I be laughed at by the experts if I get nominated for a consolation prize?"

“Humph.” Wang Jun said with a smile: “Consolation prize?! Those who laugh at you have no chance. If he were to get a nomination, I guarantee he would come here in a hurry and run faster than anyone else.

Don't let your imagination run wild.

After I got the news, I disclosed some information to the country and prepared for publicity.”

Jiang Zhe said: "Is it too early? What if there is nothing?"

"The news is very accurate." Wang Zhen was very sure.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Can we eat now?"

……

In the tea room of a mansion in the capital, a thin man slowly makes tea.

Opposite him, Liu Jie was on the phone.

The thin man waited for Liu Jie to finish his call and brought a cup of tea to him. "Confirmed?"

Liu Jie looked gloomy: "Confirmed. Old Ma, it's not that I don't trust your information, it's just that this matter is really hard to believe."

The salesman held up the teacup and smelled the aroma: "It's really incredible. Who would have thought that he could participate in the Biennale and get nominated for something? Tell me, how lucky is he?"

"Could it be that there is someone in the country helping him run it? Otherwise, what basis does he have?" Liu Jie's face became even uglier.

"This kind of thing can indeed be done, but that is at a very high level. From what I heard about your situation, he may not be able to do it." The thin man took a sip of tea and said slowly: "I wonder if the organizers of the exhibition also want to set up a few examples to attract more people to participate. Create some gimmicks to attract more attention to the exhibition?
After all, there are so many cultural exhibitions and art competitions in the world. Although the Biennale is very famous, everyone wants to be more famous.

It's not impossible to throw in some sweet treats and create one or two celebrities. He may just be lucky."

Liu Jie muttered, and then asked, "You told me the news, and I can't do anything. Oh, I regret it a little bit. I shouldn't have agreed to help others. Now I am in a dilemma."

"Don't worry, this can be done this way..." The thin man muttered to Liu Jie.

After listening to this, Liu Jie was a little surprised: "Will this work?"

"Of course you can. This way you can flexibly deal with subsequent developments." The thin man said calmly, "If he is really nominated, you can just go with the flow. If not, then it will be interesting."

……

But Jiang Zhe, who was having dinner, received a call from the painter Jacques.

After the call, Jiang Zhe told Wang Zhen: "Yake asked me to meet him tomorrow."

"Okay, we should go." Wang Zhen said without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)