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

Jiang Zhe used a spoon to slowly taste the egg drop dumpling soup.

Seeing that Meng Xi ate little, he advised her to eat more.

"You are a thorn in the eyes of many people, how can you not be afraid at all?" Meng Xi picked up the golden candied dates with chopsticks. "As a bystander, I am worried about you."

Jiang Zhe scooped a spoonful of vinegar peanuts and put them in his mouth, chewing them with a crunching sound.

"Well, this vinegar is well seasoned."

After swallowing the peanuts, he said, "Think about it, if I give in now, or get so nervous that I can't eat, will it help?"

"No, it's impossible." Although Meng Xi didn't understand what these troublemakers were thinking, some of them were quite famous in the circle. Even her teachers had heard about this and were a little worried.

"So, eat when it's time to eat, drink when it's time to drink." Jiang Zhe was full of confidence. With the system, who would be afraid of you playing this?

After dinner, Jiang Zhe asked Meng Xi to go back and rest first, and then he returned to his room.

Just after 8 o'clock in the evening, Wang Zhen knocked on Jiang Zhe's door.

Jiang Zhe opened the door and saw that it was Wang Zhen. He said, "Come in, you've worked hard. Did you miss your meal?"

When I passed by, I could smell cigarette smoke on Wang Zhen.

Jiang Zhe made her a cup of tea.

"Thank you." Wang Zhen took small sips of the tea, and it was obvious that he was really thirsty.

"Tomorrow, we will go to the association first, and then meet a few friends. I hope things will develop in a good way. In addition, you should also be prepared. If the organizing committee does not agree to your attendance, don't be too disappointed.

Of course, this is the worst possible scenario.”

"Oh, I see." Jiang Zhe replied.

Wang Zhen relaxed when he saw that he was calm.

She straightened her hair and leaned back on the sofa: "I really didn't expect that some of your words could cause so many reactions. Now it seems that someone is taking advantage of this opportunity to cause trouble.

These two days, try to go out as little as possible."

Jiang Zhe said: "Since this is the case, don't worry too much."

Wang Zhen narrowed his eyes and said, "How much time and effort have you put in to get to where you are today? You can't let all your efforts go to waste just because of this incident."

Jiang Zhe said: "I understand."

Wang Zhen said with emotion: "Many people want to be famous and want to be noticed. However, when they are really noticed, the pressure is indescribable."

The two discussed the details of tomorrow's outing, and Wang Zhen left in a hurry.

Jiang Zhe opened the system and saw the cursor of the honor experience bar slowly moving forward again.

Compared to yesterday's position, although it didn't move much, it still showed that I had gained something. In this case, there was nothing to worry about.

The next day, Jiang Zhe and his friend went to the Artists Association first.

Entering the building, the atmosphere was obviously more tense than before, and many staff members were walking in a hurry.

Some people looked at Jiang Zhe with complicated eyes after seeing him. Those who had greeted him before now avoided him intentionally after seeing him.

Jiang Zhe didn't care and met Secretary-General Lu at the agreed time.

Secretary-General Lu's attitude has not changed much.

"Jiang Zhe, Mr. Wang. I have several meetings today, so let's make it short. We have noticed some of the recent discussions. The association will also pay attention to this aspect. Jiang Zhe's remarks were a bit too hasty. But in principle, there is no problem.

Because the Biennale opens tomorrow, everyone is still working on perfecting the process.

Tomorrow, will you attend the event at the art museum? Well, it has not been decided yet. Wait for our notification. Even if you do not attend the event at the art museum, there are other activities. "

Secretary-General Lu spoke very politely.

Wang Zhen's heart sank.

If you haven't decided yet, you definitely can't participate in the event. "What should I do with the works I want to exhibit?"

"The works on display will not change." Secretary-General Lu said and left in a hurry.

Jiang Zhe and Wang Zhen had no choice but to leave the Artist Association.

At the same time, some people are also quietly making efforts.

With the popularity of the Biennale, Jiang Zhe's name has been noticed by many people, whether criticizing or supporting it. Because the Biennale is about to open, many painters, critics and related people have gathered in the capital.

There are all kinds of gatherings going on.

At a small gathering, everyone was talking about the latest hot topics. Liu Jie, who was at odds with Jiang Zhe, was also among them.

"You are too young, you really don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is."

"What kind of place is this? How can he have any room to interrupt?"

“I heard that the small gallery wanted to use this opportunity to promote itself. Now it’s embarrassed.”

“I don’t think they’ll even have to wait until the end of the Biennale before they go back to their small hometowns in disgrace.”

Liu Jie felt happy after hearing these comments.

However, his repeated failures made him more cautious. Not all people at this party were his friends.

However, he believed that if someone stepped on Jiang Zhe this time, he would never be able to recover in his life.

The person who took action this time had far greater power than himself.

……

"Hello, Jiang Zhe."

At the preview of the Times Auction, Jiang Zhe met the American painter again.

The meeting between the two people was not as tense as people had imagined, but rather very peaceful.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect this matter to cause you so much trouble."

Jiang Zhe tasted his coffee and said, "This is not a problem. Compared with those painters who are not understood, I think my situation is much better.

The purpose of publicity is to attract more attention, and now, this purpose has been achieved."

"I'm glad you think so."

The two chatted for a while, and then left quietly to avoid being noticed.

However, when the two of them were shaking hands and saying goodbye, they were secretly photographed.

On that day, these photos appeared in a low-level evening newspaper.

"Two painters who were at loggerheads with each other met secretly. Who was behind this hype?"

This article describes the recent controversy in the art world and mentions Jiang Zhe and the other artist. According to the article, the reporter accidentally discovered at the auction preview that Jiang Zhe and the American painter were talking privately. Instead of being confrontational, they seemed like friends.

The report hinted that there was suspicion that both parties were hyping up each other.

After this article appeared, people who had not paid attention to them before began to pay attention to Jiang Zhe and another painter.

Go back three hours.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Biennale Planning Committee, accompanied by senior officials from relevant departments, once again inspected the two main exhibition areas of the Millennium Monument and the Art Museum.

The staff here had rehearsed countless times, so the venue was orderly and well prepared.

People passed through the exhibition area very quickly, and only glanced at most of the works.

However, one painting caught the attention of several people.

Among many works depicting contemporary life, this one can also be seen at a glance.

"Whose work is this?"

The person next to him was prepared: "This is the work of a painter from Binhai, Jiang Zhe." He quickly and briefly explained the background of the work.

"Award-winning young painter? Hmm."

The senior management didn't say anything more and continued the inspection.

After the inspection, the planning committee began to follow the suggestions of the top management. Although the opening will be tomorrow, the problems raised by the top management must be corrected immediately.

As the work progressed, a difficult problem emerged:
List of painters participating in tomorrow's opening.

(End of this chapter)